After lying down for a long time, I thought of the pig, as a comrade-in-arms who had fought together, I should still care about it, if it didn't have it dragging other wolves, maybe it would be him who was in the wilderness.

It was already very dark in the cave, only there was a little faint light at the entrance of the cave, Lin Yang tried hard to stand up, but the injury on his leg was too serious, and he couldn't use his strength at all, he moved his toes, and he still had sense, knowing that he only injured the flesh and skin, and he shouldn't be disabled, but the scar was certain.

He stubbornly leaned against the wall and tried a few times, but still unsuccessful, tossed for a while, consumed a lot of physical strength, he had to lie quietly on the ground for a while, really scared home, why is his head full of little stars.

He pocketed the rest of the bullets and* and held the gun tightly in his arms, thanking it beyond words, he had once regarded it as the most evil thing, but now he wanted to retract the idea that it was as holy as a fairy in the world. It is not the guns and bullets that are evil, but the hearts of people behind the muzzles.

Since you can't go, let's be a good Voldemort, grinding inch by inch, and when I climbed to the outside of the cave, it was already very late, and the sun was only left with a touch of red on the top of the mountain, boundless green and flowers and white, and gradually covered with a layer of white mist, carefully distinguishing in the twilight, fortunately, I could barely see the wild boar lying quietly.

"Boom!"

He once asked the elders who gave the pigs their names and why they were called them, but they just laughed and didn't answer, and no one could tell a story, let alone a legend about it.

"Humph!"

The wild boar made a weak sound, since he was sure that he was still alive, Lin Yang was eager to know if this comrade-in-arms could still be saved, he climbed to the edge of the cliff where the rope was reserved, and it took a lot of effort to tie himself and the gun with a rope, and slowly put it down with his hand.

When his feet touched the ground, his whole body was sore, and he stiffened up and did not fall, took the rope off his waist and took a tentative step forward, swaying but fortunately did not fall.

Holding Yabi and slowly moving to the boar, even though its breathing was weak, he could still hear him gasping for breath.

Lin Yang had no choice but to leave the stone wall with both hands and pounce next to the wild boar, his movements clumsy like a baby who had just learned to walk.

The boar was still sentient and knew that someone was coming to it, and shook its big ears vigorously. Trying to struggle to stand up, there were too many wounds on its body, and a lot of blood was shed, and the worst thing was the tail, which may have injured the femoral artery under the tail, and the blood has been spurting out until now.

Lin Yang pressed it with his hand, and he was able to stop the bleeding, but as soon as he took his hand away, the blood immediately spurted out again.

Lin Yang hesitated for a while, carefully took out the lighter from his arms, and at this time he touched those broken jades again, and his heart trembled inexplicably, he quickly took his fingers away, he didn't want to shake his confidence to live. It was a lighter used to make a fire and cook when the house was broken down by the sea, and I didn't know that Xiao Kai picked it up in that garbage heap.

It is a very ordinary plastic windproof lighter, and the body is printed with an advertisement for the Emgrand Night Club: Friend! Come to the Emgrand Nightclub, the beggars consume God's enjoyment, and all the sisters of the Emgrand Nightclub welcome God's arrival.

The fuselage is very small, and with so many words printed, it is necessary to squeeze down a group of beautiful girls who are rarely dressed and sit on the red sofa and eat lollipops. I really hate those profiteers, why don't you make them bigger, so that those beauties will break their hands and feet, and their bodies will be deformed. But these are no longer important, they have already lost their color, and the beauties are about to become a blur.

He searched everywhere and groped for a stone shard the size of a bank card on the ground, covered with crimson blood stains, possibly a pig's, or a wolf's, or his own.

Let's go!

The flame of the lighter spewed out, and the blue flame beat faintly, like the tongue of the devil, and he took the stone chip in his hand to move the flame under the stone chip and roasted it, he wanted to use the hot stone chip to burn the femoral artery of the wild boar and help the wild boar stop the bleeding. The idea was good, but what the profiteers could do was more than just size, and after a while, the lighter flashed suddenly, and those poor blue flames disappeared.

Lin Yang frantically pressed the lighter, but he could only see a faint electronic pulse flickering at the lighter's flamelet, and the poor blue flame never appeared again.

Lin Yang put the stone chip close to his cheek and checked his temperature, fortunately it was already very hot. He pressed the stone chips to the spot where the boar spewed blood,

Zizi!

The wild boar snorted a few times in pain, and soon the sizzling sound disappeared, he picked up the stone shard and the blood did not spurt out again, he finally let out a sigh of relief, no matter what, the blood stopped him from doing what his teammates should do, whether he could survive or not, it depended on whether the boar's vitality was tenacious enough.

He slapped his palm, his whole body was sloppy, and he couldn't stand up with the force on his legs, Voldemort returned to the edge of the cliff, he still didn't die of the desire to stand and walk, and he tried hard against the wall a few times, if no one helped him, or with the help of some external force, it was really difficult to stand up.

He looked at the sky, and tonight he could see the sky full of stars, a crescent moon had just crossed the mountain, and he could vaguely see a halo of light surrounding it, like the halo on the head of the Buddha, but the halo was half blocked by the mountain.

Mochizuki is homesick, although it is not a full moon, thinking of Li Bai...... I wonder how familiar this situation is. Although the mountains here are not as steep as Erlongling, they have no life, not even a few fireflies, let alone dogs barking or lights, and the secluded ones are as terrible as the ghost gate.

Unable to stand up, he gave up on the idea of going back to the cave, and he no longer had the strength to hold on to the rope and climb up. It seems that he is going to sleep in the barren mountains tonight, and his contribution for a pig teammate is quite large.

He was leaning against the cliff and thinking wildly, a few drops of water fell on his head, did it rain? Lin Yang gently touched his forehead with his hand, it was hot and slimy, it was clear that the sky was full of stars and the moon, how could it rain?

He put his mucus stained hand in front of his nose and smelled it, a fresh smell of blood, and he was very sure that it was pig blood, hot pig blood, he naturally set his eyes on the wild boar, at this time, a column of blood sprayed directly on his face, hot. Lin Yang immediately understood that his previous work to stop bleeding was in vain, and the femoral artery of the wild boar was flushed open again.

Lin Yang didn't immediately rush over to repeat what he did last time, he thought about it quietly, in fact, he thought of a better way to stop the bleeding, he was just thinking about whether the wild boar in front of him was worth it, it required a certain sacrifice.

Although they worked together very happily in the previous battle, what is this called, the enemy of the enemy is a friend, everything is just to live, if he saves it, after all, it is an emotionless beast, will it know how to be grateful?

He is already powerless, and when the wild boar recovers his attack power, will he be the first to attack?

He thought about it again and again, seeing that the boar's breath was getting weaker and weaker, and finally he finally convinced himself to save the boar's life.

He climbed up to the boar first, found his eyes in the folds of his face, opened his eyes and looked at it, he immediately felt that his actions were superfluous, where would he see if the boar's pupils would dilate when it was so dark.

He lay on the boar's body and listened to his heartbeat, but fortunately his heart was beating strongly, and he might have been a good mount if he rescued him in time.

He carefully took out a bullet from his arms, bit the single head with his teeth, and twisted the eggshell hard, he thought too simply, the single head and the eggshell were so easy to be screwed off, he wasted a lot of energy and tried many times, and the single head still did not move. Fortunately, the warhead is made of copper, and it is relatively soft to bite.

It was also the first time he had done this, he just heard from the old people who had gone through the war, that burning with * can stop bleeding and sterilize, and the wound can heal quickly, which is just a last resort in the absence of medical equipment and medicines, who would be stupid enough to do this.

If the wound was on him, he might not have made up his mind to torture himself like this.

The egg head can't be taken off, he can only look at the wild boar's bloody ass and sigh lightly, although he has failed many times, he still wants to try again one last time, whether the wild boar will bite him after being injured, now he can't guess, become his best means of transportation, such a decision is still very tempting.

He needed a vehicle like this, and wouldn't he have ridden it to cover the distance he had traveled in a day!

The last time, Lin Yang took out the determination to break a few teeth, and finally twisted the fastened egg head, he gritted his teeth and twisted desperately. He could hear the sound of the egghead turning and rubbing against the shell. He was overjoyed and turned endlessly. The last smell came from his mouth and into his brain. The head and shell of the egg are finally split in two.