When I opened my eyes again, they were still in a trance. It took a few minutes for me to figure out my situation. Luckily, I was still secured to my seat. The light in the sealed compartment is very weak, it should be that there is a problem with the battery. Xiao Guolin and the wounded soldier, although they were also fixed on the chair, they were currently on the ground side of the rescue cabin, so they looked more like, lying sideways on the flat side of the rescue cabin.

I first looked at the three of us with our breathing masks, and when I saw that they were all intact and all of them were covered on our faces, I breathed a sigh of relief. I didn't move, I turned my neck to look at my body, and then I started to examine myself.

In fact, after being kicked by Company Commander Li, I should have checked the injuries on my body as soon as possible. However, at that time, the situation was too complicated, and all kinds of things and changes were too intensive, and I was always in a high degree of mental concentration, busy digesting all kinds of information, and thinking about all kinds of possibilities for the development of things. I also have to respond to emergencies at any time, and I really don't have time to check the injury.

I first touched the exposed part with my hands, there was no blood, and it seemed that there was no external injury. I touched the bones and joints of my whole body again, and to my surprise, except for a little contusion on my left arm, there was no major problem on my body. Even in the chest, which was kicked by Company Commander Li, there was no obvious pain in the bones, just some chest tightness. My mind was still a little groggy and thought: this is the legendary thief bone, forbidden to fight.

After checking that there was no major problem with myself, I was busy holding up Xiao Guolin's head and dealing with his injuries.

Xiao Guolin had obvious trauma and a small brown blood crust on his head. I pressed it gently, and it was a hard wound, and there was no sign of collapse in the skull. I pulled out my emergency kit from under the seat and took out gauze from it to bandage him briefly. Although there was pure water, his wounds were already scabbed with blood, so I didn't add to cleaning his wounds.

Xiao Guolin's breathing is very even, his pulse is slow, he should be in a coma, it seems that there is no big problem. I took out the military kettle, held his head with one hand, and put a little water on his lips.

This action of mine made him react, he seemed to be extremely thirsty, and when he felt the water, he took the initiative to take a sip, which seemed to be a lack of water caused by blood loss. I didn't continue to water him, but whispered his name while he was conscious.

After a moment, Xiao Guolin opened his eyes. His physical fitness and reflexes were significantly inferior to mine, and it took longer to adapt to the current situation. However, his survival experience was not inferior to mine, and after he became mobile, he immediately began to examine his body. I told him about the wound on his head, so that he would not be worried. Then I looked at the fighter.

The fighter had no obvious injuries, but his breath was short, and his pulse was unsteady, which gave me a very bad feeling. I examined his body, and after making sure that there were no more serious injuries, especially broken heads and limbs, I turned my eyes to Xiao Guolin to seek some advice from him. At this time, I noticed that Xiao Guolin was looking at me with a strange look.

My posture is awkward. The sealed cabin was very narrow, and in order to make it easier to check the warrior's body, I had loosened the seat belt of his seat and laid him flat on the bulkhead that was currently on the ground. Xiao Guolin was still fixed to the seat below, and his posture was to lie on his side beside the warrior. Like a spider-man, I kicked the bulkhead with my feet on the bulkhead, spread my body and upper limbs as far as I could, and tucked them between the upper and lower seats, so that my body hung on part of the seats on both sides at the same time, as if hanging in mid-air. This made it possible to check the warrior's body with two hands free. Fortunately, the sealed cabin was cramped, so I wouldn't fall down and fall on this heavily unconscious fighter.

I thought Xiao Guolin was looking at me, and I wanted to scold him angrily: Hell, you.

Because his eyes were a look of fear and unbelievable hell.

When I realized that his eyes were focused on me, I almost let go and fell. I jerked my gaze back at Xiao Guolin and found that he was staring at the porthole of the sealed cabin.

The portholes of the sealed cabin are opened on the cylindrical walls of the sealed cabin, and for safety reasons, the windows are small. Now this porthole glass is gone, and it must have shattered in the violent impact. I had just focused on my own safety and the two of them, and the light in the capsule was so dim that I didn't notice that the portholes were broken, or even the glass shards were found in the chaos. But now when I look at the porthole, I immediately notice the anomaly, and I can't help but feel creepy.

The place where I was lying on my stomach was almost next to the porthole, and when I turned my head, I could clearly see out of the porthole. The portholes without glass are very transparent, and the outside is black, the kind of absolute black. It's very unclear and not easy to understand, but I really don't know how to describe this blackness. The fact is that the faint light coming out of the porthole, as if blending into or being sucked away by the darkness, does not illuminate an inch of the darkness outside. An innate fear of darkness made me feel creepy in an instant.

Xiao Guolin's performance was no better than me, staring blankly at the porthole of the black hole without expression.

In addition to fear, I was more shocked and puzzled. Judging by the silence of the moment, we must have been buried in the sand, and it was so deep that the roar of the black sandstorm on the ground could not be heard. However, the broken porthole did not pour a grain of quicksand, nor did it have the usual dry heat of the desert, and although I was wearing a breathing mask, I could still clearly feel the bare skin outside, although it was dry, but the temperature was very low.

Xiao Guolin and I just froze. Looking at this cold black hole from their own angles. For a moment, we forgot the time, forgot that there were still soldiers in a dangerous state who needed our help. I don't know how long it took, Xiao Guolin began to unbuckle his seat belt, and the sound of "Kara" brought me back to reality from fear and doubt. I watched him take out a penlight from his pocket, twist it, and it still shines, so he bites it in his mouth, and then awkwardly gets up.

The small space of the sealed cabin made it difficult to make large movements, and he had to be careful not to step on wounded fighters, and it was difficult to maintain a standing position. At the same time, the connecting tube of the respiratory mask also greatly limited his range of motion.

I knew what he was going to do, and I was very cooperative in moving around to give him a little position. At the same time, I looked at my watch, and it had been two and a half hours since I put on the breathing mask. If it weren't for the fact that I saw the connecting tube of Xiao Guolin's respiratory mask, shaking in front of me, I would have forgotten the most critical matter. I'm on oxygen for less than four hours.

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