The second shift is here, two shifts for the time being today, take a break and slow down!

Listening to Lars's words, Hu Bandit's body suddenly trembled, and he asked puzzledly: "No... Isn't it over? I've been shot a few times myself... How could I not know?"

Lars said while unloading the magazine for the gunshot wound and then squeezing out the two bullets inside: "The finishing work is still a little short, that is, a matter of moments, it will pass in the very strong, you have survived it just now, don't hesitate to do this"

The bandit sighed with a sad face, watching Lars skillfully pry open the bullet casing with a knife, and knew what this guy meant by the so-called finishing.

Now the conditions are so hard, there is no anesthetic when you take the warhead, and of course, there will be no way to find the needle and thread when you finally stitch up the wound.

Sure enough, Lars explained: "The bullet was taken out, but in order to heal your wound as soon as possible, we had to use the point soil method."

Fanka smiled and said, "Do you still need me to help?"

"Don't be busy, just rummage through his pocket and light a cigarette for him"

Fortunately, as luck would have it, there was a bent cigarette that had almost broken in the blood-soaked cigarette case, and Vanka stuffed it into his mouth.

Hu Bandit closed his eyes and enjoyed the comfort brought by nicotine, at this time this may be the most luxurious, swallowing clouds and spitting out several mouthfuls of self-comforting as if his body was not so painful, indeed, it is good to have this treatment in this situation now, if he is in the hospital, it is estimated that he can't even see the shadow of smoke.

Lars unscrewed the shell and applied it evenly to the wound, the black gunpowder mixed with dark blood, mixed together looked extremely oozing, and also exuded an unpleasant smell.

After Lars smoothed it out, he reached out and snatched half of the cigarette from the bandit's mouth, and then quickly touched the gunpowder from the two wounds.

"Zila。。。。。 A burst of black eyes rose, the smell of burnt paste spread, the bandit grinned in a painful bared tooth, Lars hurriedly stuffed the remaining half of the cigarette into his mouth, and said with a smile: "It's done, as long as your luck is not particularly bad, I guess you can survive this level."

The explosive powder that burned instantly quickly scarred the two wounds of the bandit, and as long as he did not exercise vigorously at this time, the wounds were estimated to heal quickly.

In the jungle battle in South Africa, two new shocking scars were added to the bandits。。。。。。。。。。。

The bandit rolled his eyes, looked around and said, "It's not a problem for me to get through, but can we get out of the problem and the gang behind you didn't catch up?"

Vanka shrugged his shoulders, got up, ran to a higher sand dune, looked around, shook his head and gestured safely.

Lars sat cross-legged on the ground and said lightly: "It's not easy to catch up with us in this situation now, even if they have highly skilled tracking masters, they can't touch the footprints in the desert, as long as the starting point wind doesn't take more than ten minutes, our footprints can be blown back as before, if you want to catch up with us, the most depends on luck."

Hu Bandit nodded and said: "The key is to see if they still have the guts, at least, I think they should have no reason to work so hard, I believe they have also noticed, the hostages have been sent out, and it doesn't make much sense to chase us."

Lars sighed and said, "So。。。。。。 Let's think about how we can get out of the house now, those external reasons don't matter anymore."

"It doesn't seem that we are very far into the desert, right? If we find the right direction, it shouldn't be difficult to get out," Fanka said suspiciously, after surveying the situation.

Lars shook his head, looked up and pointed to the sky and said: "Although we haven't gone far, we have already run out for a few kilometers, you look up at the sun in the sky, in terms of direction at this time, we can't find the way we came, we can only wait until the evening to talk, but how can we boil without food and water during this time?" We can only wait until the evening to figure out a way, but it won't take a few hours for us to be in our current state, even if we sit still, our physical strength will be exhausted, and when we set off tomorrow, these few kilometers will be fatal, and although the body of the bandit is already fine, it is impossible to travel a long distance, otherwise the wounds will be series again, and it will be difficult to remedy it at that time."

The bandit grinned and sneered: "Moreover, I don't think those people will give up easily, whether they chase or not may be another matter, but I think at least they should be waiting for us on the other side of the jungle, this road is not working, we can only find another way"

Lars nodded slowly, and then said, "So we only have one way to do it now, which is to walk back for a while, and then move down the junction of the jungle and the desert to avoid each other, but the premise is that the other two helicopters will not fly back."

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In the desert area not far from the jungle, George also led a dozen people to search unhurriedly, and in the line of sight that could be seen behind them, they could also see a line of green, and they also knew how bad the situation was when they went deep into the desert, so after chasing for a while, they immediately chose to retreat and guard the way back.

"Three days, as long as you hold on for three days, I don't think they will last so long with their condition" George paced back and forth, and said gloomily, "I don't believe that you can escape from this desert and ascend to heaven when you run out of ammunition and food."

Never dying, is the only thought in George's heart at this time!

The desert, even at night, is so hot that people are still breathless, and they have been strong for several hours, and the three of them are lying on the sand quietly like dead dogs at this time, and they are afraid that they feel that they are wasting their physical strength even to say a word at this time.

Even Fan Kayi, who is like a strong body, has been boiled a little prostration, not to mention the injured bandits, his head has always been in a state of dizziness, the weather is hot, his stomach is empty, and the pain of the wound really has a feeling that life is worse than death.

The bandit rushed down and lay on his stomach, squinting his eyes and looking up at the starry sky, and the figures of Hotu, Matt, Tua, and Taisan who had been shot and fell to the ground one after another appeared in their minds.

That look full of hope and comfort made Hu Bandit's fists clench uncontrollably.

You, take a good look at it, the bandits will eventually reach the pinnacle of mercenaries。。。。。。。。。。