Chapter 8: Mystery

9527 clearly felt that it was the barrel of the gun, and the sudden change made him freeze for a moment, and the man smiled triumphantly

''ka,,,kaka''?

With three pulls of the trigger in a row, nothing happened, and 9527, who had survived the catastrophe, was already scared crazy.

''Ahh

He roared uncontrollably, his fists raining down on the man's face, and then, he raised his head high and smashed the bridge of the man's nose hard, this attack was already considered self-harm, but 9527 had no intention of stopping, and continued to vent the panic and violence in his heart

Eventually, after a long beating, the man seemed to be out of breath, and 9527 dragged his tired body, picked up the fallen knife, and thrust the last of his strength into the man's chest, stirred, and inserted it again, and then ,,,,, his strength was exhausted, and fainted on the lawn.

Rubbing his hazy eyes, 9527 woke up at noon, he was too tired, yesterday's desperate struggle had made him physically exhausted, and he fell asleep directly in the forest at night, and seemed to be a little cold.

looked at his left, it was the corpse from yesterday, the blood all over the ground had been absorbed by the land, and his face was pale, and his face was ,,, pale???

Staring at the man's face for a moment, 9527 was shocked, the man, the man had a scar on his face, it looked like it should have been a while, but the person who killed me last time had no scar on his face, and his beard was very short, this person's beard obviously didn't grow that long in a day,,,,

9527's head hurt again, these two people, there seems to be a concept to explain, what is it, ke,,,kelong? What is that, and how do I know the word?

Suddenly, his head felt like he had been hit by a heavy object, he was dizzy, his ears were ringing, and his vision began to blur and overlap.

9527 held his head and struggled on the ground in pain, to the same extent as Tang Seng reciting a mantra to Sun Wukong, rubbing his hands constantly, or slamming his head on the ground, all to relieve this unbearable headache.

Finally, I don't know how long it lasted, the sweat had already soaked the T-shirt, holding my head, controlling my thoughts, convincing myself that there was nothing to be entangled, that it was important to eat, that it was important to eat.

Putting on the man's blanket, he turned out the deer leg he had packed up yesterday,,,,Wow, fragrant, it turns out that the barbecue is so delicious, Kang Shuaibo can't compare with it at all, gobbling up the last trace of meat scraps, and turning out a hot water kettle, the whole person is comfortable."

Told himself not to look at the man's face, and then took off the man's down jacket and pants, although it smelled of blood and was pierced, it was much warmer than his previous clothes.

I suddenly thought about last night's gun, and the man obviously used the gun against 9527, but there was no bullet, this kind of low-level mistake,,,,,,

Sure enough, near the corpse, he found the pistol, which was a Type 54 (7.62 mm caliber) police pistol,,, eh? 9527 wonders why he knows so well.

Continuing to search the group in the safe area, sure enough, I found a magazine, it seems that in yesterday's hand-to-hand combat, the gun on the man's waist was overwhelmed when it rolled on the ground, and just withdrew the magazine, so yesterday was really dangerous.

I checked the magazine, there were still 3 bullets, inserted the magazine, put on the insurance, put on the man's large backpack, and left the area comfortably.