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I saw a scene that opened my mind.

Two Laotians face to face are attached to each other, and the two people should be tied together with ropes. The two men tied together were like conjoined people, and their four hands alternately stretched forward to pull the rope forward, and the speed of the current lifted them out of the water. They surfed almost on the water, and every time they bounced, the rope shook violently, and I was worried that the next shake would break the rope.

But I soon stopped worrying about this little thing. The aperture of the one-eyed flashlight illuminated not only the two Laotians, but also something behind them, a giant snakehead.

The python, which I had blinded in one eye, followed closely behind the two Laotians, and it was faster, and it seemed that the next moment it would catch up with the Laotians and swallow them both in one gulp. I opened my mouth desperately and shouted, the flashlight swaying rapidly, but it didn't help the two Laotians. I think they know the danger behind them, just by looking at the way they are desperate. And there's nothing I can do about it.

The python's head was suddenly raised, and it was so close to the two Laotians that it was close enough to eat. I'm going crazy to watch two living people being swallowed into the mouth of a python. My morality has not reached the point where all things are equal, but I still think that there should be no distinction between the good and the low, and I can't bear to have the two of them die in front of me like this. What I can't stand even more is my incompetence.

My throat was lost, my mouth was open, and my eyes were red. I felt like I was broken. The strength and vitality of the body disappeared in an instant, and the value of life was diluted at this moment.

"Da Da Da"

Suddenly. A crisp string of gunshots pierced through the deafening sound of water and into my ears. It was the sound of gunfire from the AK47 that I was familiar with, the terrifying sound of death. It sounds so pleasant to me at the moment.

I can't bear the death of two Laotians in the mouth of the python, but I haven't taken the light away from the cyclops, and I'm going to give them one last bit of hope.

Yes, hope is here at this moment.

In the glowing white light of the cyclops, I saw the python's head splash red, and the bullets cut off a piece of the python's head with intense and accurate precision. The serpent's head was planted like a piece of wood in the water, and its huge, long body twisted together spasmodically, and disappeared into the dark water in an instant.

It all happened so quickly that my heart was on a rollercoaster ride. I didn't divert the light from the cyclops to find the source of the gunfire. My head is still clear, the fat man has an M16 in his hand, the AK47 is in Ah Xiang's hand, and we don't have a third rifle other than that. As for the micro charge in Ah San's hand, the effect is not much stronger than my M9, that is, the rate of fire is faster, and there is no advantage in range and penetration.

The only thing that can kill the python so simply is that the bullet pierces through the python's scale armor like slicing tofu, and the only thing that can cut off half of its head is an assault rifle. And the gunfire of the AK47 is all too familiar to me. I can be sure that this is the gunfire of AK47, or it must have been Ah Xiang's doing. And only the Vietnamese can master the AK47 so accurately, and I don't think professional Russian soldiers can necessarily master this skill, even in the case of continuous fire. The impact point is focused and precise.

I think anyone who has ever shot with an AK47 knows that this rifle is highly accurate in a single shot situation, and it has a long range. can be used as a sniper rifle. But its bursts are hard to compliment, the recoil is too great, and the muzzle beats too much. Bullets tend to be far off the target.

Bullets whizzed over the heads of the two Laotians, and the blood and brains of the python splattered on them even more. Two people quickly climbed up to me against the water. The eyes that looked at me were filled with gratitude and adoration. I think that's what God looks like.

I didn't explain it, because my hands couldn't hold the rope tightly, and my body was still slipping back, so I didn't have the energy to explain it. I took the rope in my hand and put it in their hands, and I hugged them, biting the cyclops flashlight in my mouth and motioning them to move on. I was thrilled to see the weight of a rope bearing their weight, and I had no hope of returning to the wood on my own, so I had to increase the rope's bearing capacity with the help of their strength. Two ropes should be fine to bear the weight of the three of us.

What tied the two Laotians together was a rope with a hook in Bu Asong, which was tied in a hurry, without any consideration for comfort, and the hook was embedded directly in the flesh. Bu Asong was very solid, the hook was embedded in the other Laotian, and I grabbed the rope that bound them to catch the two Laotians, and when I grabbed the rope, the Laotian turned his head and bared his teeth at me gratefully. When I looked down to answer him, I saw that the hook had torn a piece of his flesh, probably caused by me. He muttered a Laotian phrase that I don't think meant gratitude.

This distance, with the joint efforts of the two Laotians, soon caught up with the wood in front. That's when I had time to turn my head in the other direction. At some point, a white light lit up in that direction, which was extremely dazzling. I know it's the light of the one-eyed beast, it's Ah Xiang. The light was very close to us, about thirty meters or so.

I just glanced over there, but the flashlight didn't shine. The rope on the Lao people is very troublesome, panic when tying, and difficult to untie. I didn't know how to get the hook from Buazon, so I had to turn on his flashlight in the hope that he would be faster. I haven't seen the situation around the wood yet, but in this short period of time, the three of us can't sit still on the wood at all, and there is a possibility that we will be lifted into the air at any time, and the wood is shaking too much. Our surroundings should be sinister.

The more panicked he became, the more mistakes he made, and Buazon clearly realized that danger was coming, and his shaky hands couldn't grasp the rope several times. At this moment, my eyes were suddenly attracted by several bright and flickering lights. It's Ah Xiang's side.

They shook my face with flashlights, as if to grab my attention. I had to raise my head and look that way. The one-eyed light was blinding, and it seemed that he had turned his aperture wide, and I saw it as a blinding white light, and more than one flashlight was shining on my face. I gave Buazon a flashlight with one hand, and grabbed the wood with the other, but I couldn't even block the glaring light, so I could only squint and curse.

Ah Xiang seemed to understand what I said, and the flashlight quickly moved away from my face, so that I could open my eyes and see the other side clearly. But I froze when I looked at it, and there were three white rays of one-eyed beasts on the other side. The two of them play three flashlights? Thinking about it, they were obviously on a piece of wood in the water, and even if the current wasn't so chaotic there, they wouldn't be so leisurely as to have a flashlight in each hand. Just to blind my eyes? Are they funny? (To be continued......)