Chapter 139: Black Hand
"Ye ......" Sean ran over, the assault gun aside, and his hands slapped the flames on the girl's body.
The girl in her arms did not move, her face was blackened, and her eyes were closed. He hugged her over and listened to her heartbeat.
"Sean, how is she?"
He laid the girl flat on the ground, shook his head, and said, "She has inhaled a lot of scorching gas, and she is out of breath. ”
Sean reached over and flipped his body over, "Ah...... the pain in his back was like a tear.
"Ye ......" His gaze was fixed for a while, and his mouth couldn't be closed for a long time.
Even if he didn't say anything, he could feel a big hole in the back of the vest, and when he moved slightly, the bulletproof steel plate fragments in the flesh rubbed against the vertebrae, and there was a gurgling sound.
"Hold on, I'll carry you out of this hellish place. ”
"No, if you go alone, I'll drag you down. "Outside the city is a desert, the city is full of militants, and it is impossible for him to leave alive with a wounded soldier on his back.
But he just didn't listen, and bent down and insisted on carrying the man on his back. At this moment, a woman in a black veil appeared behind him and slowly raised a miniature pistol.
bang
The bullet came out of the chamber and flew only two meters before piercing Sean's neck, flying out of his throat with a column of blood. He fell to his eyes with a thud, his limbs twitching, blood gushing from his neck and spreading on the ground. His eyes came and his mouth was open to speak, but his bloodied throat only made two uh-uh sounds, and his eyes froze.
"Sean ......" reached over and stroked his dusty face, feeling the rapidly draining temperature in his palm.
The masked woman glanced at the girl's corpse, moved the muzzle of her gun, gritted her teeth and said something she didn't understand.
"In the end...... How much hatred would it take for you to do such a thing?"
She pulled out a photo of a family of three from her robe, pointed to the man next to the mother and daughter, and then made a bomb-bomb gesture that fell from the sky, indicating that he had been killed in a U.S. air strike.
The woman put away the photo, the hand holding the gun never shakes, she must have practiced many times.
Facing the muzzle of the black hole, I even looked forward to the bullet being discharged as soon as possible to end the pain caused by the scarring.
bang
Bullets flew from the side, passed through the woman's head, and disappeared into the mist. She had a bloody hole in her forehead and fell to the ground staring.
That's the sound of *......
Out of the thick fog came a group of American soldiers, who gathered around to check on the people lying on the ground.
"Sir, someone is alive. ”
A man with gray temples came up, wearing a military cap and a pipe in his mouth, he squatted down, spit out a cigarette and asked, "Girl, what's your name?"
"Leaf ...... Wen. ”
The man nodded, waved to the side, and a female soldier with a red cross bag ran over.
She looked at the wound on her back, frowned, and said, "Her injuries are too serious to return to the barracks alive." ”
"Bring her back to life, you can't let the hero who killed Haridad die in this hellish place. ”
"Sir, her wound is so large that I'm afraid the blood will drain before it stops. ”
"Then give her a blood transfusion. ”
"We didn't bring plasma. ”
The man's gaze turned, "Girl, what blood type are you?"
"O-type. ”
He looked up and asked, "Who's blood type O?"
All the soldiers were shaking their heads.
He rolled up his sleeves and handed his arm to the female soldier, "Use mine." ”
"Sir!" said the female soldier, "we don't have a special blood transfusion device, and if you force her to transfuse blood, it will endanger your life." ”
The man smiled, and the corners of his mouth curled into a long line, "It's an honor to be able to share blood with the heroes on the battlefield, even if it's worth losing this old life." ”
The needle is inserted into the skin, and bright red blood flows down the hose and into the attached arm. Looking to the side, the man was lying on a stretcher, slowly smoking his pipe, and his eyes never looked at the red tube on his arm that connected to the stranger.
From childhood to adulthood, except for his mother, no one would give his life like this. The day before yesterday, I received a call from a hospital in the camp tent saying that my mother's cancer had suddenly worsened and that she had passed away in the morning. Even the only relative in the world left, and he panicked all of a sudden, and he had to live alone from now on.
Today, this feeling of being valued reappears, and it is a touch of warmth in this cold world.
"Sir, can I know your name?"
The female employee knocked on the door of the office, coughed twice in succession, and in the smoky office, a gray-haired man sat with his back to the door.
"Vice President, there is an emergency assembly order. ”
"I knew it. He stood up, dressed in a military uniform, with medals on his chest, silver, golden, and flashing in the light.
Turning two corners, all the way to the end of the corridor, stepping over a white carved door frame, there were already two men waiting inside.
"Bring the door shut. ”
He turned to close the two wooden doors and heard a man's voice say, "Patch, you're the vice president now, can you be in the White House without a military uniform?"
He smiled and walked to the center of the office, "President, you must have been blinded by the ornaments of your military uniform." ”
George glanced at the badge on his chest, frowned, and said, "There are more upsetting things." David, tell him. ”
David nodded and looked at Patch, who was also dressed in military uniform, "The soldiers we sent out to search Canada and Mexico respectively, but the food they got was very small, and they couldn't maintain the daily consumption of the troops, let alone transport them back to China. ”
George touched his forehead and said, "Our troops are all sent abroad, and if they change in the middle, the United States will become an empty shell." ”
"Mr. President, what do you think they'd do if they were recalled to the U.S. and we couldn't provide enough food?" said Patch, smiling and propped his hands on his desk, "and they're going to besiege the White House and force you out of office." ”
George was stunned, his mouth wide open.
"So we have to send them all far away, for example, in Asia, South America, until we find enough food. ”
"Our actions have already been condemned by international public opinion, especially China and Russia, which are planning to join forces," David said. ”
"Hmph. Patch smiled, "David, you don't know. According to CIA intelligence, China and Russia are currently taking care of themselves, and after the disaster, China does not have enough people to clean up the mess due to its large population, and Russia's problem is that the population is too small, and now the big cities in the Far East are basically empty. ”
George frowned for a moment, then nodded in agreement with Patch's plan to send troops.
Patch stepped out of the office with his pipe in his mouth, and David walked to the door and turned back, "Mr. President, you can't all listen to him. ”
"Do you have a better way?"
David shook his head, "But I don't think it's easy, according to the report sent back by the troops, the reason why we couldn't find enough food was because an organization called the Black Panther Gang rushed ahead of us and swept the food away." ”
Boom, George slammed his fist on the table, gritted his teeth and said, "It's the Black Panther Gang again, they dare to go against the US military, they must be arrested." ”
"The Black Panthers are hateful, but they suddenly appeared and their power is all over the world, and I don't think it's easy for this manipulator to hide behind the scenes. ”
"Investigate the matter thoroughly. ”
"Yes. ”
A puff of black smoke came out of the front of the van and slowly stopped on the highway, and the little brother bent down to check for a while, and finally kicked on the front of the car.
Ye Wen opened his eyes and said to Kai Ming, "Stay here honestly." Opened the car door and said a few words to the little brother at the front of the car.
Kaiming slept in the car for thirty minutes, woke up and saw that the two were still in the front position, and finally saw a white sedan coming on the road. The little brother waved his hands at it, and the car slowly slowed down, but the driver saw the van full of bullet holes, and an acceleration passed by, and the little brother and Ye Wen could only watch the car go away.
It was another forty long minutes, and finally ushered in the second car, which was a pickup truck, seeing that the van accelerated away again, Ye Wen pulled out a pistol, exploded the rear wheel, and the pickup truck stopped on the road.
The driver faced the muzzle of the gun, curled up in the driver's seat, Ye Wen pulled the door of the car, pulled him out, and the big man of 1.8 meters was thrown to the ground by a woman and rolled away a few meters away.
The little brother changed the car with Kaiming on his back, and Ye Wen took out the spare tire and replaced the flat and soft rear wheel. The pickup truck left the driver behind and drove all the way out of the county seat to the camp in the col.
The little brother saw that the corpse on the ground was gone, "It must be that the boss is back." "As soon as he entered the door, he stepped on dog feces and searched the whole camp with no one in mind.
In the mossy cave, a white-haired dog came out, and Angel followed behind it.
"Lao Bai, wait for me. "If it weren't for it, I wouldn't dare to enter this dark cave.
The dog chased butterflies in the grass for a while, ran back with his tongue out, and circled at her feet.
Angel untied her backpack, removed the shotgun, took out a sweet potato from it, and threw it to the puppy, "Lao Bai save some food, we only brought this bag of food when we went out, now the cave is blocked, we can't go in and take refuge, we must find Kaiming before this bag of things is eaten." ”
She put her backpack back on, climbed the slope up the road, and walked all the way in the direction of the county seat.
More than ten miles away from the county seat, a small truck was abandoned on the side of the road, with a proboscis front nose, semi-circular convex wheel covers, and mottled light blue paint. She stepped on the boarding pedals and craned her neck to see two empty baskets on the truck, with a few peanut shells next to them, the cab window open, and the keys still on the electric door.
She reached inside, felt the door switch, and clicked, a dried corpse tumbled out of the car, crushing her to the ground.
Thinning hair, sunken and atrophied face, only two hollows in the eye sockets, a black-headed and white-bodied insect drilled out of the nostrils, the abdomen bulged and stretched, and half of the worm's body was dangling outside, and it looked like it was about to break free from the dried corpse.
Angel violently pushed away the dry corpse, propped up her upper body, and crawled back two meters away, and the puppy ran over and barked around the dry corpse.