James was so shocked that he couldn't care about anything, and forced his body in mid-air to fall to the ground, rolling quickly. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info but the other party has already fired, the same accurate point fire, 9mm bullets, absolutely accurate shooting at themselves.

Horn horn, point fire speed is fast, obviously more penetrating. Just by feeling that James knew that the other party was using a commander's pistol, the standard of a French officer!

But it was obviously miscalculated, a pain in his left shoulder, like being bitten by a mosquito, and at the same time, his body was slackened, and James knew that he had been shot.

What worries James even more is that there are obviously countless sounds of Si Xi Suo all around, and the sound is from far and near, obviously the support of Sidagar has arrived. If you are surrounded in this situation, then the end is dead. Can't hesitate, desperate to die, James shot back a shuttle of bullets completely out, and at the same time, his body suddenly jumped up, looked at Sidagar, who was dodging, and quickly fired a few accurate shots.

Whoosh......

The sound of two bullets piercing through the body was heard, as if they had entered a rag. James didn't have time to go up and check his results, let alone refill the gun, so he looked to the right, he spread his feet and ran.

The last clip was replaced, and the remaining bullets from the two magazines were filled into one magazine, counting the seven rounds remaining. Now he only has a total of 22 bullets, and if the guys behind him catch up, James knows that he will be beaten into a sieve.

Completely ignoring the injury on his shoulder, he ran desperately forward, aimlessly. As long as you can escape from here in the first place, it is a victory. Fuck the fuck in, fuck the mission. Only when there is a life can you carry out the order, and the small life is lost, and you can talk about what tasks are not tasks.

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry!" muttered James, who was now windy under his feet, and beyond that was a high, yellow, dirt slope with no grass on it, and only a few low trees. But there was no choice, if you didn't keep running, the pursuers behind would definitely be coming soon.

I desperately climbed up the dirt slope, but I didn't expect that it looked like a simple dirt slope, but it was so laborious to climb up. The shoulders were tensed, and the blood was already leaving staccato marks on the road. James climbed to the dirt slope and hurriedly looked back, but what puzzled him was that there was no shadow of any pursuers behind him!

With a long sigh, James leaned against a big tree and took out his M9 military dagger, disinfected the dagger, gritted his teeth and took off his shirt, leaked out his shoulder, and used the military dagger to open the wound and remove the warhead. Putting on some anti-inflammatory drugs and bandaging it tightly with the gauze he carried with him, a tetanus for injection penetrated the subcutaneous tissue of his arm, and James leaned against the trunk of a tree sweating profusely and lit a cigarette. He knew that his body was nothing and that tetanus didn't need a skin test for him. These are trivial, but the main thing is that he is completely lost now.

This is a mound of unknown size, and it is covered with sparse trees, which are very special, with a trunk so thick that it takes a dozen people to hug them. But James was pleasantly surprised, and it was a baobab.

Baobab is a kapok plant, with a trunk height of only about 20 meters, but a diameter at breast height of more than 15 meters, and often requires more than a dozen adults to hold hands. The canopy diameter can reach more than 50 meters. Because it looks like a big fat man, the African inhabitants also call it the "big fat tree" and "the elephant in the tree".

Encountering this kind of tree in such a place, James knew that he could not starve to death, and this kind of tree was the tree of life. His branches are full of water, and even a random twig can fill himself. The fruits and leaves of the baobab tree are edible, and the flesh is juicy and delicious, containing organic acids and gums, and it tastes slightly sour. It can be eaten raw or made into soft drinks and condiments. There are many seeds wrapped in the pulp, and the oil content of the seeds is as high as 15%, and the oil squeezed out is pale yellow, which is the best edible oil. The seeds can also be mixed with grains. It's simply very good food.

A herd of zebras came running from afar, and the patterns on their bodies were much darker, and much brighter than those seen in the zoo. James subconsciously glanced at it, and the zebra was rushing in the direction he came from, the billowing smoke and dust could be several meters high, and the running path completely covered the traces of his blood.

"Those guys are coming after them!"

James turned around and left, not worrying about any traces he left behind, and having these zebras running past, it was a natural cover.

He ran directly towards the deepest part of the mound, and the deeper he ran, he clearly felt that the deeper he went, the more complicated the terrain became, and even began to show traces of stone leaks, and further in, it turned out to be an undulating dirt slope mountain range and hilly area. It was finally safe, and with the cover of the hilly slopes, James was completely able to get away from the pursuit. He believes that on his own, or returning to Kalahadi will not be a problem at all. As long as you live, you win.

Moving forward, James strode forward, but when he was not careful, he suddenly stepped into the air and fell into a deep pit. In a daze, James raised his head with difficulty, and behind him was the footprint of a herd of zebras, bringing up a cloud of smoke and dust, so that he quickly avoided the corner of the pit and did not dare to move.

After the zebra herd, most of the pit was buried, and a thick layer of dust covered his whole body, leaving only his upper body and head leaning against the corner of the pit, lingering for breath.

"Schel, do you want to bury Lao Tzu alive!" James scolded fiercely, but immediately suppressed his voice, and a group of people behind rushed over with a faint jerky local smell.

"Come back, don't chase it, it's useless, these damn brutes, they've hidden any traces, go back, go back immediately! Kakashiri didn't listen to the order and withdrew, I must go back and find out the specific reason! I said give up that kid, didn't you hear, if my judgment is right, he must be a scout from Sam's Country! Damn fellow, kill Nuhai and the Red Wolf, and Dyson.

In the future, we must avenge them. But now, if Kakashiri says that if he does run into Sam's Marines, then we need to adjust our battle strategy immediately! You bastards, I don't want to make a feud with the Sam's guys, because that's not something we can afford to mess with!"