Battlefield Contractor

Lin Rui ran wildly with his wounds, vaguely, he smelled the warm blood in his throat. He almost sneezed at the smell of blood. The dense forest in the distance was gradually approaching, and the gunfire was endless, but he could hear the pounding of his heart in his chest.

Damn, it might be over this time. Lin Rui felt that his steps were getting heavier and heavier. But in his heart, he was surprisingly calm. The blood was ticking, and Lin Rui knew that if he didn't stop the bleeding, he would definitely die. The injury on his back should not be very deep, and the problem is not big, but the shot in the waist and abdomen may kill him. He began to slow down deliberately, while holding on to the wound.

Lin Rui's actions were fairly fast. Although some pirates still focused on him, most of the pirates and secret society militants were attracted to the hut. The scene in the pirate camp is chaotic, even if someone is chasing along the blood stains, it will not be so fast. Lin Rui knew that he had to hurry up and deal with the wound urgently, otherwise he wouldn't be able to survive even if he escaped into the jungle smoothly.

Lin Rui dropped the assault rifle in his hand and sat down by a rock. He found the location of the shot and cut open the rubber wetsuit with a knife. The wound was near the hip bone, and the bullet was still inside. He didn't know if he hurt his liver. Maybe not, otherwise I should be unconscious.

Lin Rui had already dropped all the weight on his body while escaping. He only had the small waterproof tactical backpack on his body. He cut through the backpack with a knife, pressed the waterproof fabric to the wound, and tied it tightly to the waist with the backpack's strap. The sharp pain of the wound made his eyes almost black. Several pirates yelled and chased him up. Lin Rui was still sitting on the ground, calmly picked up the pistol, and shot the pistol one after another.

After knocking down the enemy, he calmly continued to bow his head to bandage the wound. After confirming that he could temporarily stop the bleeding, Lin Rui got up from the ground and continued to move forward. Lin Rui knew very well that strenuous exercise would speed up his blood flow. The blood loss will be more obvious. Unless the wounds with massive blood loss are dealt with urgently, he will undoubtedly die.

After doing all this, Lin Rui turned his head and continued on the road, pressing the wound with one hand, while holding only a pistol with the other. But even so, he still felt top-heavy, and his footsteps became more and more vain. The sounds of the pirates and secret society militants were getting closer and closer, and Lin Rui didn't know if he could get out of it. After a few minutes, he was out of the range of the pirate camp, but there was still some distance to the dense forest in front.

Lin Rui finally turned black before he staggered and fell down. Although he is alert and well-trained, he is not an invincible iron man. He is also a body of flesh and blood, and for this, there are countless wounds on his body to prove it. He will hurt and die. And this time, his good luck has not been continued. Lin Rui understood that he might not stick to the front.

At this point, Lin Rui's mind became clearer. From the chance encounter with Silver Wolf, signing in debt, to the Siberian training camp, to the African headquarters, everything, like a scene, recorded his life like a movie. He still remembered all the details before, and he was surprised to find that his mind had such a good memory. Maybe this is the memory of the dying person.

Lin Rui staggered, he was not reconciled, but his knees were weakening, and he actually felt that his body was so heavy that he even had difficulty walking. The blood that had been pressing in his throat finally spewed out. Lin Rui staggered and fell to the ground. But just before he lost consciousness completely, a big hand suddenly grabbed his arm.

Crazy Horse squatted beside Lin Rui, struggling to pull him up again. "Go! This way!"

Lin Rui was confused for a while, feeling that he was being dragged into the jungle. After that, he didn't even feel dragged. The darkness in front of him felt that all his consciousness was being pulled out of his body. In the end, all his feelings were almost just his own heartbeat, one after another.

I don't know how long it took before Lin Rui woke up, his only feeling was hungry. He moved his hand hard, trying to sit up from the ground, but only then did he realize that besides hunger, there was pain.

"Uh..." Lin Rui moved hard, and reluctantly sat up.

"Wake up?" The Crazy Horse beside him turned his head and handed him a food bag. "I have cleaned the wound for you. However, the quality of the stitching is not good, and it may be a little ugly in the future."

Lin Rui panted and looked around, "Are we still on the island?"

"Yes, you have been dizzy all day. Those pirates have organized two groups and searched the entire island. There should be no more action today, but it will be hard to say tomorrow." Crazy Horse whispered, "eat Well, there is not enough. For your injury, I have given you antibiotics, but what you need now is food."

"Damn, I thought I was really going to die this time." Lin Rui frowned, "Where did these foods come from?"

"When Lincoln left us, apart from food reserves, some weapons and ammunition were hidden in several places on the island. This is your order. You will not forget it?" Crazy Horse looked at him and said.

Lin Rui nodded, "I remember. Where are we now?"

"In the depths of the jungle on the island, the pirates and secret society militants have searched back and forth several times. However, we are lucky, and we are all hiding." Crazy Horse whispered with a wry smile. "You don't know how difficult it is to take you to avoid tracking, and it was almost exposed several times."

"But we still survived." Lin Rui smiled, "Thank you, Crazy Horse. I owe you."

"How did you get the injury? Do you know how much blood you shed and almost died." Crazy Horse frowned.

Lin Rui shook his head, "Forget it, the process is not important, but the target is finally eliminated. Your shot killed Conan, and I also gave the strategist Maklovsky a shuttle. Anyway, finally Revenge for Snake Eye."

Crazy Horse whispered, "Maklovsky should not be dead."

"What?" Lin Rui said in a daze, "It's impossible. I remember I hit him, even if he didn't die on the spot. Later, Conan's grenade in the room was enough to blow him up."

"I don't know, I saw him anyway. But the distance is too far, and there is protection around him, I can't start." Crazy Horse whispered, "He was injured, but he must not die. This afternoon, He also urged the pirates and secret agency militants to search the island. He threatened to find it, and he ended up on the spot and avenged Conan. In this case, Conan should be dead. This Maklovsky, but I didn't know how to escape."