Gate led a large group of men and horses to guard outside the cave until dawn, and felt that something was wrong: several times he heard and smelled, but there was no other information in it except the smell of blood.

Could it be that there is an exit behind the cave?

There can be no further hesitation. He ordered twenty people who were sleeping in a daze, and told them to take their guns and go into the holes. These people were reluctant to get up, he lost control and patience, and he didn't want to get up and kicked his ass. His foot was not an ordinary force, and several people were kicked and bounced up and fell down, slamming on the hard rock and screaming, and their noses and faces were swollen when they got up. The others did not dare to resist anymore and quickly got up from the ground.

"Guys, grab your guns and keep rushing into the hole, and no one is allowed to stop if I don't say stop. Do you hear that? ”

"I hear you." After Gale finished speaking, a few people responded.

Gate felt that these Lu people had not been implanted many times, and their rebellious psychology was very heavy, but at this time, he couldn't take care of it, and urged them to hurry into the cave, for fear that the time would be delayed for a long time: "Come in!" The front row shot as they walked. ”

Gate limped after them. Although the bullet didn't hurt the bones, it probably hurt the nerves, and I thought that my thighs, which were restored after the night, would not be able to walk.

Walking all the way to the set of holes, Gate saw at a glance that there was a lot of space in the inner cave and there were people lying on the ground.

A small half of these people were controlled by Zhang Ming, and more than half were injured by Qinglan. Most of the injured are sleeping, and a small part is humming. That's where the smell of blood comes from.

Gate saw his two captains fall at the ends of the hole, one left and one right, mutilated, as a result of the explosion when he pressed the red button on his phone.

Gatt didn't care about these, and his nose and eyes were used, and there was no trace of Zhang Ming.

Twenty land-holders walked to the hole opened by Zhang Ming with guns, as if they didn't know what to do next, and turned their heads to stare at Get. Seeing that there was a cave wall in front of him, Gath knew that he had come to the bottom of the cave, and drank away from the people gathered together, and saw the entrance to the cave below.

"What are you doing? Don't go down and chase it yet! ”

Gate shouted, causing several people on the edge of the cave to hurry down into the hole. A man a little far away from the entrance of the cave scolded: "Who are you to let Lao Tzu listen to you?" He raised his gun and was about to shoot at Gate, who quickly killed the man with a sharp attack:

"Who doesn't go down to the end!"

After all, people are afraid of death, and when they saw the people around them who tried to resist fall to the ground and die, the rest of them went into the hole one by one and went forward with flashlights. Seeing that the crowd had been suppressed, Getter climbed down himself. After entering the cave, Gated saw that the cave could accommodate one person to pass through, and concluded that Zhang Ming and they were in front, and if they didn't appear for such a long time, there must be an exit from the cave.

"Horse, let your rabbit run away again!" Gate stomped his feet in anger and yelled.

He immediately sent a message to Amer: "There is an exit behind the mountain, you quickly take the instrument to the mountain behind...... No, climb three mountains in a row and look for them at the top of the third mountain...... Be quick! Report it to me immediately if you find it. ”

Gate's angry tongue skills, full of mental power, reached Amell's brain and almost stunned her. Amer was snoring from his sleep when he woke up startled, and he didn't dare to delay, so he picked up the box and ran.

Zhang Ming held Qinglan and ran out of another twenty kilometers in one go. Qinglan watched his wheezing get worse and told him to rest for a while.

Zhang Ming ran for a while, and when he saw that the slope in front of him was relatively flat, he stopped, put Qinglan away, sat down to rest, and when he sat down, he took off the kettle and backpack: "Do you drink water or eat first?" ”

Qinglan smiled and patted him on the chest: "Fool, do you have something I want to eat first?" ”

Only then did Zhang Ming remember that the food was all packed in the bag on Qinglan's back, and his bag was full of some field utensils.

He smiled and took off Qinglan's bag: "What to eat?" Egg? Sausage? Biscuits? ”

"No, I don't want to eat this dry stuff!" Qinglan pouted and said, "I want to drink borscht." ”

The current Qinglan is full of femininity in front of Zhang Ming, and she is not at all like the female man in the past.

Zhang Ming scratched his ears and cheeks for a while: "You said I could do it for barbecue, but where can I get borscht?" ”

"How many people have you seen who want to eat barbecue?" Qinglan asked dissatisfiedly.

Zhang Ming thought about it, but no, he wanted to have porridge to drink when he had a cold and fever, and he was so disgusted with barbecue and fried food, Qinglan only wanted to eat light liquid food at this time...... But I can't get it out without a pot!

Qinglan gave him an idea: "What about the snake?" Cut it into pieces and put it in a kettle to make soup, and I have ingredients in my bag. ”

"Snakes? I didn't take it, I was in a hurry. Zhang Ming remembered the big snake that Qinglan rolled into a curl, "I'll go get another one." ”

"Don't, what if there are lions and tigers coming when you leave? And he didn't dare to shoot. Qinglan grabbed the sleeve of Zhang Ming, who was standing up.

Zhang Ming patted his head: "Isn't it?" It's easy to escape, and when the gunshots rang out, it was considered a wasted run...... I saw a lot of foraging beasts along the way just now, why don't we just fight? ”

As he spoke, he saw a colorful bird flying in the forest not far away, very similar to the golden pheasant that Zhang Ming had seen.

"That's it." Zhang Ming pointed to the big bird and whispered to Qinglan.

"Okay, the bird meat is warm and good for the wound."

This point was so far from Zhang Ming's hand that he was captured, and the big bird planted the branch without a sound with the attack of his brain waves. Zhang Ming ran over to pick it up in his hand, and picked a few more mushrooms along the way.

"Okay, little rookie, it's strange to find something to eat." Qinglan saw that there were mushrooms, and her eyes narrowed with joy, "These two things are fragrant in soup!" ”

Zhang Ming was praised and became energetic: "Wild mushrooms, the more beautiful they are, the more inedible they are, they are poisonous, like this," he raised a handful of mushrooms in his hand, "Gray is not ugly, but not poisonous." ”

"Look at your smugness...... Take off your protective hat and pick more, you have too little in your hand. ”

Zhang Ming picked a hat of mushrooms, carried Qinglan to the stream below the mountain to clean up the big birds and mushrooms, washed the flat stone as a cutting board, and under the guidance of Qinglan, cut the bird into small pieces and put the mushrooms into the kettle.

Burning the fire, the pot was hung on the shelf of the fire, Qinglan let Zhang Ming sleep for a while: "You are now the one who picks the beam, you can't break the chain, you have the strength to continue running after resting, you really have to run out of the mountain for many days!" ”

Zhang Ming said: "Then you are optimistic about your borscht, I really fell asleep." ”

"It's so much better than borscht...... Sleep, call you. ”

"It's all yours, I won't eat, sleep well and catch an animal to eat barbecue." Zhang Ming looked at a pot of food, enough for Qinglan to eat alone, it would be good, how could he give up the food.

Zhang Ming was really sleepy, he slept until almost noon, woke up and saw the sun hanging in the middle of the sky, knowing that he had slept too long this time, he looked left and right, and saw Qinglan's drooping eyelids, his head was little by little above his knees, and he looked extremely sleepy, but he was holding the Chong Feng * gun in his arms.

Zhang Ming knew that Qinglan didn't dare to sleep, and she slept again, in case of a situation, the two of them had to die in a daze, so they had to endure drowsiness and guard in front of them...... She's still a wounded with two broken sternums! Feeling distressed, Zhang Ming hurriedly jumped up from the ground and carried Qinglan to the place where he slept, which was relatively flat.

"Soup, it's ready." Qinglan opened her eyes and pointed to the kettle that was lying on the ground.

"Okay, I'll drink. You sleep for a while. Zhang Ming took off his shirt and covered Qinglan's body. Qinglan didn't speak again, and fell asleep almost in a matter of seconds.

Wounds in the field are susceptible to infection, and bones need to be reconnected as soon as possible...... Zhang Ming felt that Qinglan's situation was not optimistic, and he couldn't delay. Turn on the headphones, mobile phone, there is no signal...... He really hated that he couldn't grow wings and hug Qing Lanfei, the hospital, even if it was a small clinic, as long as he arrived in such a place, he could feel at ease, but looking around, barren mountains were connected to barren mountains, and wild mountains were followed by wild mountains, Zhang Ming felt a sense of powerlessness that he had never felt before......

Moving your arms, I don't know if the bone injury itself is not heavy or the recovery ability is too good, although I am not as comfortable as before, I can already lift it above my head, try to carry a rock, and there is no problem with bearing weight.

Zhang Ming's heavy heart was immediately lightened by half: as long as he is fine, he will definitely be able to bring Qinglan back safely!

Checking the kettle that Qinglan put on the ground, there was still more than half of the mushroom and bird soup in it, Qinglan was reluctant to eat more, leaving more than half for Zhang Ming. Zhang Ming hung the kettle back on the shelf, wanting to warm the soup with the residual heat of the ashes that were about to go out, so that Qinglan could take a few sips when she woke up. Watching around, hoping to find a prey.

I have to eat something, I don't have the energy and physical strength, if the captain leads the men and horses around, how can I have the strength to fight.

The tropical rainforests of the Guiana Highlands are very human-friendly, with few human footprints, forming a natural paradise for animals. Herbivores can be found almost everywhere, and large carnivores can often be found around them.

Zhang Ming saw a group of antelopes nearby, and stared at one of them to kill them, and the rest of the antelopes seemed to ignore their companions who suddenly fell to the ground, and continued to graze leisurely.

Zhang Ming saw that the distance between the antelope and the antelope was less than eighty meters away, even if a large beast came, it could be killed in an instant, and he didn't move Qinglan, and got up to deal with the antelope.

When Zhang Ming came to the fire again, he had already got a lot of branches and sticks, re-lit the fire, hung up the processed antelope meat, reached into Qinglan's bag and took the cooking box, the ingredients didn't know how to match, only smeared some salt on it.

Qinglan brought three large kettles, one of which had been used to make soup, and Zhang Ming poured out the other two remaining waters, refilled two pots in the creek and hung them next to the antelope meat to boil.

That's it for lunch.

When Qinglan woke up, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

When I woke up, the wound hurt more than in the morning. Qinglan knows that this situation is not good, and there is only one possibility in this situation:

Wound infection!

"Zhang Ming, Zhang Ming!" Qinglan exerted a lot of strength, but the voice she screamed was very small.

Zhang Ming happened to be full of barbecue, went to the creek to wash his hands, heard Qinglan call him, and hurriedly ran to her: "It's here." ”

"Remove the bandage and wash my wound, it seems to be infected."

"Infected?" Fear of what comes! Wound infections are a big problem in the jungle, and if you don't get it right, you will lose your life! Zhang Ming nervously touched Qinglan's forehead, it was okay, it was just warm, not hot.

If the wound infection is combined with a high fever, with the current conditions they have, Qing Lan is afraid that she is really worried about her life.