When the old cat got closer again, I could see that he was not hiding from anything, but that he was in a bad mental state, grinning widely, as if he had just finished the medicine.

The four of us took them into the pit together. After the old cat let go of the iron donkey, he lay down with a soft body, and the iron donkey closed his eyes tightly, obviously unconscious.

I asked the old cat what was going on? The old cat shuddered and stretched out its arms.

I saw several red envelopes on it, and at first glance it looked like it had been bitten by insects. The old cat told me again that he had more bags elsewhere in his body.

Cooked Langbu also took advantage of the time to lift the sleeves and trouser legs of the iron donkey, and there were also a lot of bags.

The old cat explained a few words, saying that after he entered the forest, he encountered a kind of black worm, and after being stung by them, he became less conscious, and the iron donkey fell into a complete madness and shot indiscriminately. He forced his breath to find the iron donkey, and only after he had run out of bullets did he take him out with him.

We all understand what's going on, I don't care about anything else, so let's hurry up and find medicine.

But this time, even I was a little skilled, and I gave the old cat and the iron donkey a few doses of medicine, but it didn't have any good results. The iron donkey was still like a crab, cooing and spitting out white bubbles.

I found the familiar Langbu very interesting, and he also opened his mouth one by one, and learned the appearance of an iron donkey. That is, the iron donkey did not wake up, otherwise when he saw this scene, he would have beaten Lang Bu severely.

I didn't have time to use the messenger to educate the old cat about anything, and I saw that the old cat was not asleep, so I quickly asked him, "What are we going to do next?" Whether to retreat or continue to counterattack the enemy. ”

Actually, don't look at this question, I am biased towards the former in my heart. The two strongest of us are both virtuous, so what's the reason not to withdraw? In particular, there is a saying that a good man does not have the courage of a moment.

The old cat had a completely different opinion from me, and he emphasized, "We can't retreat and continue to completely annihilate the enemy." ”

I care more about the two words, and I believe that the phrase "old cat" has another meaning, and it is by no means as simple as just helping reckless people.

I asked the old cat, "Can you still move?" ”

The old cat shook his head and said he needed to take it slowly, but not me. I saw him pointing at me, almost purring and saying What are you kidding?

The old cat had his thoughts, and emphasized to me, "You are a very special messenger, and only you can try not to be afraid of poisonous insects." ”

After that, he analyzed, there must be a box containing black worms in this forest, as long as I can find the box and destroy it, we can clear this obstacle, as for how to destroy the enemy down, I don't have to worry.

He pointed specifically to the iron donkey. I saw that the iron donkey spit out the bubbles and changed color, and there were black foam in them.

I also understand pharmacology, I know that the iron donkey is detoxifying, as long as the poison is detoxified, and then pinch the human center and thigh root or something, you can wake up.

I saw that the old cat also spit a few saliva, and there was a strong fishy smell in it, which is a good phenomenon.

The old cat was a little dissatisfied with my inaction, and he touched his waist and took out a walkie-talkie.

He gave me the walkie-talkie and said that the iron donkey also had another one on him, so I would take the walkie-talkie and go on a mission, and just get in touch with him when it was done.

I knew I couldn't escape, especially when they were all watching, and it would be too embarrassing for me to advocate retreating on my own.

As soon as I gritted my teeth, my heart said that it was like this. I drugged myself up, grabbed my gun, and ran down into the woods.

I didn't have a flashlight, so I couldn't light it, and the forest was still very dark, so I walked for a long time with a deep foot and a shallow foot.

I didn't encounter a black poisonous bug, which surprised me a little, and I said that this didn't match what the old cat described.

But I didn't let my guard down, and after walking like this for a while, my calf hurt. My first reaction was remorse, and I said that the old cat didn't understand that the black poisonous insect was not flying, but crawling on the ground. I still got hit.

I didn't dare to sit still, my leg hurt. I could only jump on one leg and lean over a tree trunk.

I held the trunk of the tree with one hand and touched the aching calf with the other. I touched a small pole, which was probably an inch long, and the moment I touched it, my calf hurt again.

I don't think it's right, it's not like a bug, it's ....... I was so ruthless that I ripped the little pole off. When I got it in front of me and looked closer, I vaguely recognized it as a dart. This is clearly artificial.

The iron donkey and the old cat are not in the forest, and the three of them are also hiding in the pits, so who is the person who shoots the darts?

I think it's the enemy, but I think it's unlikely, otherwise the enemy can have this opportunity, why don't you poke me to death with a dart? I also carefully touched the tip of the dart with my fingers, and it was hollow inside, probably containing medicine.

I crouched down and looked around, and when I casually turned around, I saw a woman in white hidden behind a tree, and she poked her head out slightly, and her hair was scattered.

It's not the first time I've seen this picture, and I'm stunned, especially on this occasion.

I never understood what she was, and in the blink of an eye, she teleported again, moving from behind one tree to the other.

I suspect that she skimmed the darts, otherwise what explanation could there be? Actually, I should have the courage to ask her, but I couldn't say it.

I was subconsciously influenced, and at this moment I thought about running away.

I was cut off by her, so I had to run forward. I didn't care if my calf hurt or not, and I threw off and strode forward.

In this way, I forgot how I ran and rushed straight to the edge of this forest.

I turned my head to see that the female ghost hadn't chased after me, but I looked ahead again and found a large box.

This should be what the old cat said, a container for worms. I've seen how old cats destroy it before.

I grabbed two handfuls of dirt from the ground to prevent poisonous insects from flying out of it and attacking me. I took a few more deep breaths and ran over to the box.

I found that people have to die more than people, and goods have to be thrown away. The old cat stepped on this kind of box, it was very easy, I couldn't do it, stepped on a few feet, and barely collapsed a corner of the box.

I was secretly anxious, and encouraged myself to go faster, but I also noticed that there were no poisonous insects flying out of the box.

I said in my heart, have all the poisonous insects run away from home? This is not scientific, why are there a few lazy people watching the house? It took me another half minute to break the box completely. When I had a chance to catch my breath, I looked ahead.

A hundred meters away in the distance, there was a modified pickup truck parked, which had a very high chassis and big wheels. I'm guessing it's the enemy's car.

I had just stepped on the box and made some noises, and I was worried about being heard by the enemy, but after a while, the truck did not move.

I said to myself, that's good, I picked up the walkie-talkie, and wanted to send a message to the old cat. I thought it was good, and I crouched and watched the enemy's every move, and when the old cat and the iron donkey recovered, they rushed over to join me.

And looking at this stance, there are not many remaining enemies. I guess that's all that left, the deserter and a driver.

But when I fiddled with the walkie-talkie, I found that there was a lot of noise inside, and there was no signal at all. Indicate that there is interference nearby.

I suspect it's something wrong with the enemy truck. I'd like to try it out in a different place and see if I can accidentally find a place where I can talk with weak interference. I also looked back, and the female ghost didn't follow.

I put my mind at ease, but as soon as I had walked a few steps, a murmur came from the woods on my left and right, and I held my heart coldly, looking left and right for a while.

Two black clouds floated up from the forest on the left and right sides, which were obviously black poisonous insects.

I said in my heart, there is not only a wooden box containing insects in this forest, what I just stepped on must be an abandoned one, to put it bluntly, I just didn't step on the idea.

After such a delay, two black fogs were close to me. I don't think it's going to be like that if I grab two more handfuls of dirt and skim it out, and it won't have any effect.

I have my own way, using that flute.

I reached for my waist and took it out, and I didn't care if the enemy would hear the flute, so I hurriedly blew it.

The sound of my flute does have a certain effect on poisonous insects, but it is not to repel insects, but to stimulate them to be ferocious. They were louder and rushed at a much faster speed.

My whole heart was cold, and I thought of the iron donkey and the old cat. After they were bitten by some poisonous insects, they were either crazy or weakened, and these two large swarms wanted to bite me to the full, what were the consequences? I'm a poisonous blood protector, but I can't stand so many bugs, right?

I knew that it was no longer useful to play the flute, so I left it behind in a hurry.

But just as I was pondering whether to run forward or backward next, the black poisonous insect accelerated again and completely surrounded me.