I'll admit that I would have loved to do so, and if it weren't for the gunshots from here, I might have been making excuses to leave.

I looked down again, and suddenly I saw that there were nearly a dozen corpses under the canyon, I could deduce that they had been thrown out of the plane by inertia, but they had all become food for the wings, and what made me hesitate was that there were three corpses below in combat uniforms, and three new automatic rifles scattered around them.

Looking at the winged swords that were about to fly up, I hugged a boulder, gritted my teeth, and jumped down!

Bang!

My foot was on the back of a winged mantle, and its rising body immediately fell downward, and before it could react, I smashed the somewhat sharp boulder I was holding, and in an instant, a slightly pungent brown liquid splashed out. I, on the other hand, rolled over after landing on the ground, rolled in front of the three shriveled corpses in combat uniforms, quickly picked up the three rifles, hung the gun of one of the automatic rifles around my neck, and opened the safety of the automatic rifle with my left and right hands.

And at this moment, as soon as my eyes were raised, my movements suddenly froze, and my body involuntarily trembled slightly: "Qin Yan?!" ”

That······ My gaze fell on a shriveled corpse, its flesh sucked by the winged scorpion, its face lying on the ground, its hair coiled on the back of its head, its familiar white garment······

All the wings under the canyon were facing me, flapping their wings, and flying towards me.

"Bastard !!"

I had red eyes, I hissed and roared, and I held a gun in one hand, and the sound of the gun resounded through this canyon with my roar, how could I have thought that she ······ They're all damned!!

Da Da Da ······

I strafed wildly, brown liquid splattering everywhere, bullets burning with my rage, burrowing into the winged swords without reservation.

I don't know what kind of situation I'm in now, guilty? Regret? Wrath? Or is it the relief of getting rid of trouble? Is anger just a hypocritical attitude feigned by oneself? No, maybe I just want to vent, or maybe it's a kind of sacrifice for the dead, I just want to avenge that poor person, I don't need to be pretentious, I just want to vent, I want to avenge her.

The bullets flew briskly, the muzzle of the gun sprayed a fiery tongue of fire, and I raised the butcher's knife without hesitation like a mad butcher to those beasts.

One by one, I shot them and fell from mid-air. The remaining dozen or so seemed to be full, but slowly and leisurely, hovering in the air, avoiding the bullets I fired.

Click!

There were no bullets in the gun, and I barely hesitated, and as soon as I let go of my hands, the gun fell, and I grabbed the gun hanging from my body and opened fire.

Bang bang bang!

Da Da Da ······

Someone finally came out, and I glanced at it, it was Xu Weiguo, Fang Zheng and Liu Zhihong.

A few of them were responsible for shooting in the back, and one wing scrab, it took at least three shots to kill them, or even five or six shots, and I only shot them down in front, but in fact, very few were killed.

The gunfire stopped, but the sound still echoed through the canyon.

I ignored Liu Zhihong's greeting, and walked towards Qin Yan's corpse with heavy steps.

Slowly crouching down, I stretched out my trembling hand, and stopped in mid-air, I didn't dare to look at her face. But everything has already happened, and no matter how cowardly, what's the use?

I gently held her shoulder, only the emaciated bones remained, the flesh of her body had been sucked away, and I helped her over, her already stiff face even stiffer.

This ······

It's not Qin Yan!

I don't know why I'm so excited, she's a poor person, and I haven't felt a little sad about her death, maybe that's human nature. I'm excited because this is just an oolong I made myself, she is not Qin Yan, she is just wearing the same white coat and the same hair coiled on the back of her head. She's one of those researchers.

I stood up, and the people in the cabin were already coming out on their own feet, and began to shoot their guns at the winged mites that were not yet dead. I hurried to the hatch of the plane, and the people inside were rushing out one by one, all of them were slightly or severely wounded, or they had broken bones in their hands, or broken bones in their legs, in short, they were all screaming and groaning in pain.

"Get out of the way! I'm going in!! ”

I roared impatiently, and they were startled by me, or perhaps by my image, and they all ducked away and made way for me.

I got into the somewhat dark cabin and shouted, "Lin Haiming! Qin Yan!! ”

"Brother Zhou!"

"Big brother!"

"This way!"

I can hear the voices of Lin Haiming, Chris Garno and Huang Ying.

I hurried over: "Are you all right?" ”

They looked at me in surprise and looked at me.

"Oh, big brother, we should ask you about that."

Chris Garno pointed at me with an exaggerated facial expression, and I looked at the terrible wounds and blood all over my body, and suddenly felt a little weak, and suddenly felt all the wounds burn violently.

"Brother Zhou..."

Lin Haiming looked at me, his face was a little apologetic: "I'm sorry, I didn't protect my sister-in-law." ”

As I spoke, I followed his gaze and saw that Huang Ying was kneeling on the ground, holding Qin Yan with a bandage on his head. Qin Yan's eyes were closed, his face was still bloodstained, and his neck was pillowed on Huang Ying's thigh.

She ····· What's wrong with her? ”

I slowed my breathing, not realizing that my trembling voice might be that I had put my promise too heavily and that was why I cared so much.

"When the plane fell, my sister-in-law injured her head..."

Lin Haiming was explaining, so I interrupted him in a hurry and asked Huang Ying, "She just passed out in a coma, didn't she?" ”

Huang Ying glanced at Qin Yan and nodded slightly hesitantly, I was also slightly relieved, fortunately I just passed out.

I took a look at the cabin, there were still a few seriously injured and unconscious lying in the cabin, and most of the others had already gone out, so Li Xingbang seemed to be injured?! He was surrounded by a few subordinates, the scarred face full of flesh turned around and walked towards us, his face was a little pale, when he walked, his legs were slightly lame, probably because of this crash, he was also scared enough, at this moment he did not have the usual strong evil spirit, but like a simple and timid fat man, his eyes hesitated, hesitated for a moment and said to me: "Zhou ······ Brother Zhou. ”

"What's the matter?"

I didn't give him a good look, his face changed, and he stretched out his finger and pointed to the black medicine box beside Huang Ying: "My brother is injured, a steel plate cut his stomach, I see that there are bandages and medicine here, I want to borrow some." ”

"Okay."

I nodded and asked Huang Ying, "Do you know which ones stop bleeding?" "Actually, I don't want to rescue the Li butcher, but there are many of them, and they have guns, if they refuse, it will be equivalent to turning their faces, and I am also seriously injured now, if I turn my face with them, the result is unbearable.

Huang Ying heard my words, opened the box, and turned out two small boxes: "This big one is hemostatic powder, and the small one is a sewing box, which is used to suture the wound, you pick up the wound to see if the organs in his stomach have been injured, if the internal organs are injured, they need to be surgically cleaned up, but I'm sorry, I only know some simple medical science, and I can't operate." ”

"Thank you, thank you."

Scarface stammered and took the box, bowed to me and thanked me, "Thank you for your willingness to save my brother." ”

"Brother Zhou, don't you need to bandage it?" Huang Ying pointed at me.

"Let's go out first." As I spoke, I glanced at the boxes that had slid to the tail of the plane, and there were about forty of them, all of them with some water and food, and a small amount of nutrient solution. Thinking that we are now in the middle of the mountains, with so many people, the demand for food is undoubtedly huge, and this food must not be wasted.

"Good!"

Everyone agreed with me.

I squatted down, took Qin Yan from Huang Ying's hand, picked her up, and walked out of the cabin.