Chapter Seventy-One: Death's Footprints

I'm now lying quietly next to a bush that the guy must have passed, waiting for him to come and inspect my "body". However, I waited for 10 minutes and still didn't see the guy coming, could it be that the guy took a different route? Or had he passed out from his injuries? Or simply ignore me and hide under a bush to get a wound? Now that these are uncertainties, I am anxious.

If I were in his place now, would I have examined that "corpse" again? Definitely not, if "I" was really killed, then there was no need to go to the inquest at all, at most it was the pleasure of revenge, but who would gamble their precious lives for the ethereal "pleasure"? Besides, wouldn't it be better to wait until after dawn to "enjoy" that great "pleasure"? You can also show off a little in front of your six brothers who have already soared! If "I" didn't die, then I would undoubtedly be sending me to death! So, in any way, the possibility of that guy going to inspect the "corpse" in the past is almost zero.

In this way, that guy must have ducked aside to bandage his wounds at this moment, he knew better than anyone else that he was bleeding in such a forest, and it was estimated that he would not be able to go far before he would be attacked and eaten by those big beasts. Now he's injured for sure, I just don't know how it is. I could see from the corner of my eyes that the explosion point of the grenade was very close to the guy, even if he was wearing a bulletproof vest, he had prepared in advance and protected the vital parts in time, but the explosion distance was so close, and the strong air wave was definitely enough for him to drink a pot, not to mention the rapid fragments. What's more, in a free fall of more than five meters, I was "kicked" by the air wave in the back, and it was not so pleasant to hit the ground, not to mention that I used a second grenade to carry out a supplementary blow. You can fully understand from the rapid gunfire of that guy: how anxious and angry he was at that time, he must have endured great pain and mustered the last remaining courage to send me a vengeful bullet.

Now, now that the guy has gone into hiding to heal his wounds, there is no need for me to lie here and feed the mosquitoes, and besides, the smell of blood here is so strong, maybe a few big beasts will follow the trail to taste the taste of human flesh, and I don't want to touch their moldy heads and become a stumbling block on their way to feeding, and cause death for no reason.

Now I need a submachine gun and a hook rope very much, otherwise it would be impossible to move in such a forest. Now, although I "take it upon myself" to think that the injured guy "should" heal, I don't know if the guy will do the opposite and play me a game of rock-paper-scissors. So I can't risk my own life, even though the bodies of those guys are close at hand, and they must have guns and hooks and ropes on them, but I can't take them, and besides, I don't know if the grenade just now damaged those guns, and if I risk my life and get back a broken one instead, wouldn't it be the worst thing in the world? It would be more feasible to retrieve the submachine gun and the hook rope that I had discarded, because they were connected, and I could have crept over them, tied a long green vine to the rope, and dragged it aside. In this way, the insurance factor is much larger.

There was silence all around now, and it was pitch black before me. I quietly turned, took a dagger in my mouth, and crawled back along the route I had taken, and I was now going back to where I had lost the rope and retrieving my weapon. At this time, I was like a well-eaten crocodile, lying on the rotten leaves, swimming slowly forward, without making a single movement. During the crawl, I cut two more green vines and wrapped them around my neck for later use.

The rope was still lying there quietly, I took a green vine from my neck, tied it to the rope, and then bit the green vine with my mouth and climbed back, I was now going back to the place where I was going to ambush that guy. Now neither of us dares to run around, lest we accidentally break into someone else's arms.

Although the submachine gun has long since lost its infrared effect and has become a cold iron rod, I don't dare to be careless at all, if that guy is nearby, once the anomaly is discovered, this time he will not be as polite as just now, he will use a grenade to blow up this area of more than ten meters into a scorched earth. Therefore, it is still a bit useful for me to attach this four- or five-meter-long green vine to that rope, so as to prevent problems before they happen! Otherwise, if you are not careful, you will step on the "footprints of death".

However, when I tensed the green vine, the pull on my teeth was slowly increasing, and the submachine gun just didn't move, could it be stuck in the bush? Obviously, I dragged it very smoothly before, and I didn't move again after being shot, or was it because the five or six meters of green vines had too much resistance? I pulled a little harder, and the gun was pulled, but I suddenly had a very strange feeling, and immediately lay down and did not move, and covered my whole head with my arms, and vigorously made the movements of eating and swallowing.

Rumble...... A very loud explosion suddenly made me lose my hearing instantly, and the violent air wave blew me almost into the air, and the whole ground felt like it was shaking. My first impression was that the enemy had placed a grenade on that submachine gun, and there were more than one, otherwise there would not have been such a big explosion. It was supposed to be the sinister and cunning fellow, who was afraid that he wouldn't kill me, so he tied the two grenades together, just like I did with the poor brown bear, using the "twin" grenades.

Fortunately, I was a little prepared and protected my head in time, and the explosion of the grenade was "inverted cone" again, and I was lying on the ground tightly, so I didn't suffer any injuries, but my ears were temporarily deaf. What a blessing! If it weren't for the five or six meters long green vine I had attached to that hook rope, I guess my soul would have soared by now, or at least I would have been seriously injured, and at that time I would have only been able to do the mermaid's share. It seems that he was extremely unlucky to meet such a sinister and cunning opponent. Now it seems that the six corpses under the three trees are impossible to touch, and maybe there will be some trap waiting for me!

I lay quietly on the ground, waiting for the guy who had succeeded in the conspiracy to come and "examine" my corpse, and let people find the "pleasure" of revenge!

I lay on my stomach on the ground for ten minutes, my ears had returned to normal hearing, but I still didn't see the guy come and "examine" my body. Did the guy set the trap and quietly leave? It's entirely possible, his injuries are not light, he can't stay here, drag his scarred body, anxiously waiting to listen to the explosion that refreshes him?!

It seems that I can't wait here stupidly, I guess if I wait any longer, those big beasts will come to me for trouble. I slowly pulled the green vine in my hand, I am going to take this gun back now, and my hook and rope, there should be no danger now, right? That guy has doubled the "dose" in order to make sure that he can up, and if there are any traps, then I will accept my fate, because I am no match for others at all. Pulling back the submachine gun, I gently groped and found that it was still intact, which could not help but make me overjoyed, and what made me even more pleased was that the hook rope was actually good, which was really an unexpected gain!

However, this gun must not be used to surprise the enemy until I have thoroughly disassembled and examined it, and if it jams at the critical moment, it will be no different from leaving fate directly to death. The hook rope doesn't matter, you can know that it is still intact and can continue to be used with confidence.

It seems that the matter here has come to an end for the time being, and I should find a big tree to rest, and if I stay down there, I may be attacked by a big beast suddenly, and I am not safe in the tree anyway. I quickly cut off some fresh green vines, wrapped them tightly around my body, and then crawled forward in the opposite direction that I had just approached here, this time I didn't have to be so cautious, now I couldn't see my fingers, as long as I didn't make a noise and expose the infrared image, as for the shaking of the bushes or something, it didn't matter.

Originally, I wanted to rest on a big tree more than thirty meters away from the battlefield just now, but I quickly gave up on this idea, and it certainly doesn't matter now, but once it is dawn, those foraging animals will ruthlessly reveal my location, bringing me mortal danger. I crawled forward for more than thirty meters before I came to a stop under a large tree. Looks like I'm going to have to stay here for the night tonight.

I touched the trunk of the tree with my hand, the tree was very thick, and it was also covered with thick green vines, which helped me a lot, and at first I was worried about how to get up to the tree, it was black, and I couldn't use the hook and rope! Now it seems that this thorny problem has been solved, I just grabbed these green vines to climb to the top, and the climbing marks left below are not afraid, anyway, tomorrow before dawn I will move the place, and I will definitely not be stupid to sleep here until sunrise and wake up hungry, at that time maybe I was "invited down" by the enemy with a smile.

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I went up to the tree, and this time instead of making myself a simple little hammock and sleeping soundly, as I had done before, I let myself recline between two thick branches, half-lying down. Of course, now is not the time to rest, I still have to re-disassemble and assemble the submachine gun that has withstood the grenade "attack" just now, if there is an emergency, and the weapon in my hand is still broken, then I really have to die, I guess even God, I must think so!