[Ran^文^Library][]. [774] [buy]. Chapter 199 The thorns of the bush cut many mouths on Ouyang Pingqiu's face, and there were also many holes on his body.

But Ouyang Pingqiu knew very well that even if these thorns scratched him all over his body, he was also grateful to this bush, if it wasn't for this bush, his ankle would have been broken the moment he landed just now, and he would have fainted to death when he fell!

You must know that although there is a parachute when falling from a high altitude, the impact force generated at the moment of landing is also very considerable!

One of the more popular sayings is that if an airborne soldier lands with his feet on a cow, he can kick the cow to death!

Some people think that with a parachute on their backs, they can land lightly on both feet, but it is actually impossible, which is a scene in martial arts kung fu movies.

There are many examples of improper landing posture, resulting in injuries and even disabilities, and Ouyang Pingqiu has more! So he was lucky to be able to land safely after he was seriously injured!

Pull out the parachute knife and cut the paracord. Barely doing this, the sharp pain in his abdomen made him unable to move anymore. He sat down leaning against a tree.

He unfastened his clothes, revealing a wound on the right side of his abdomen: a bullet came in from the front, pierced through the back, and the wound was gushing blood.

He pulled the parachute, cut a long strip of cloth with his parachute knife, and wrapped it around his abdomen four or five times, finally tying a dead knot in front of him.

He looked up at the one called

The peak of "Plum Blossom Village" is covered with clouds and mist. It seems, it's so far away. And just now, when he looked down in Wuzhi Shizhong, those peaks used to be at his feet.

He exhaled deeply and stood up. Ouyang Pingqiu was just about to set off when he heard footsteps.

Is it friend or foe? It's a headache. On the plane, Mo Rufeng once pointed out to him that on the winding mountain road below, two groups of people flew here, one was comrades-in-arms, and the other was the enemy's reinforcements.

The members of this organization, the China Economic Research Society, are all retired servicemen, distributed in all walks of life in Chengdu, and there is very little daily contact with each other.

Ouyang Pingqiu did not meet any other comrades-in-arms except for dealing with Mo Rufeng and occasionally meeting Mo Huaiwen a few times.

At this moment, how does he distinguish between his comrades and enemies? You can't just just take a shuttle bullet regardless of who is coming, right?

The footsteps were getting closer. He pondered for a moment, he couldn't distinguish whether he was a friend or foe, but the person who came could easily tell whether he was a friend or foe!

Because everyone here saw him jump out of that Wuzhi Shi, and he was attacked by the enemy in the process of landing!

Then hand over this job to someone! He thought. There were two men, a man in his thirties and a young man in his twenties-fifteen, and the two of them cautiously picked up the bushes and came to this slightly smoother thicket area.

The older one was scouting the way in front with a gun, and the younger one was patrolling behind, and the two worked well together.

"Here it is!" The older one whispered, and stopped. The younger one turned his head.

In front of the two of them was a huddled body, connected to this body, and the white parachute, the corner of which spread out to cover the lower part of the body.

"Dead?" The young man whispered, putting the gun away, as if relieved.

"Don't, these people are very cunning, maybe they are playing dead, and they will suddenly attack while we are relaxed!" The older ones said.

The young man raised his gun again,

"What then?"

"Easy to do!" The older man pointed his gun at the curled body and pulled the trigger.

"Da-da-da, da-da-da!" The muzzle of the gun spat out a string of tongues of fire.

"Whether you are dead or not, you will definitely not be alive now!" The older one took the gun and said to the younger one,

"Look at it!" The two men carried their guns on their backs, one after the other, and came to the corpse. The young man bent down and pulled the parachute to the side.

Then his eyes widened! A man, naked, with a pistol in his hand, pointed at himself.

"What's wrong? Isn't it dead yet? The older asked.

"Nope!" An unfamiliar voice replied. Then two gunshots rang out, short and crisp. After the gunshot, Ouyang Pingqiu stood up naked and slowly.

The two men fell on their backs in the bushes, never to be found. It turned out that Ouyang Pingqiu didn't know whether the person who came was friend or foe, and he couldn't find a way to identify it, so he moved smartly, took off his clothes and wrapped them on a long stone, and then dragged the parachute over and covered it with a parachute.

At first glance, it was a person, who had just parachuted down, and the parachute was still in peace

"He" is connected. And himself, lying under the parachute, quietly waited. This method was very simple and effective, and it was immediately recognized that it was the enemy, and he was decisively killed with two shots.

Ouyang Pingqiu took off the clothes wrapped in stones and put them on for himself. The wound on the right side of the abdomen was in sharp pain, like a knife cut, and blood continued to gush out.

But he had no choice and struggled to climb up the mountain. In life, in fact, many times there is no choice, only that road is in front of you, and you must go on.

Those tasks, the tasks left by the squad leader, still need him to complete. Even if it's unattainable, he has to climb it.

Delivering that news is the best comfort for the squad leader! What remained behind Ouyang Pingqiu were bloody footprints... Ouyang Pingqiu climbed up about a hundred meters and then climbed a rugged mountain road.

Although the mountain road is undulating, and there are shrubs sticking out from the woods on both sides from time to time, blocking the road, it is still much easier to walk than without a road.

After another four or five hundred meters up the mountain road, he had to stop and catch his breath. He was a little resentful of himself, was this still Ouyang Pingqiu, who was calmly and calmly armed for running five thousand meters cross-country?

But he couldn't help it, the wound in his abdomen was in sharp pain, it was estimated that the intestines were broken, and there was a lot of blood loss, which made his head feel dizzy.

He looked up, the destination, that one called

The peak of "Plum Blossom Village" is still far away, as if it is not approaching because of its own climbing. At this moment, a fierce burst of gunfire erupted below.

It was not difficult for him to imagine that it was his comrades-in-arms and the enemy who exchanged fire. Casualties are inevitable, and only by sending this important news out by themselves can their casualties be valuable, otherwise, it will be all a sacrifice in vain!

Ouyang Pingqiu tightened the cloth belt tied around his waist, gritted his teeth, and then insisted on climbing up.