Chapter Fifty-Nine: Bloodletting!

When Song Shaofeng was lying on the ground, Zhao Xuan vaguely felt that digging a pit with such an action was obviously impossible to do in a short time.

Hearing Song Shaofeng's conversation, Zhao Xuan became even more anxious, and when the enemy realized that the target of "Li Zhuaner" was not theirs, it was even more impossible to use "Li Zhuaner" to interfere with the opponent.

There is only one chance.

Zhao Xuan turned his head sharply as he turned his head around to find a solution.

Until Zhao Xuan saw the dagger that Zhang Yuan had placed next to the firewood pile before.

"I still have blood!" Zhao Xuan had a flash of inspiration.

When he heard Song Shaofeng shouting "withdraw", Zhao Xuan couldn't help it, and he had to give it a try no matter what. hurriedly spoke out to stop Song Shaofeng.

Zhao Xuan didn't have time to say more, grabbed the dagger and rushed in the direction of Song Shaofeng.

When Song Shaofeng heard Zhao Xuan's words, he didn't have time to ask more, and subconsciously chose to believe in his comrades-in-arms.

Shoveled the sapper into the ground, retreated behind a tree, grabbed the gun in his hand, and quickly said: "Cao Hui, I am on the left and you are on the right." Zhao Xuan, sapper shovel position! ”

Zhao Xuan didn't answer, and rushed straight to the position of the standing sapper shovel, and then fell to the ground.

"Zhao Xuan, you have a minute!" Song Shaofeng saw that Zhao Xuan was already in place, and on the one hand, he hit a short point shot, and said to Zhao Xuan calmly on the other.

One-man cover and two-person cross-cover are not simply one plus one equals two.

On the basis of one minute, Zhao Xuan can buy dozens of seconds more time, which can be regarded as Cao Hui's two well-trained.

Zhao Xuan stopped talking nonsense, rolled up the sleeve of his left hand, revealing most of his forearm, raised his right hand, glanced at the dagger, and made up his mind to swipe at the forearm of his left hand.

Zhao Xuan stared at it for a few seconds, and sighed secretly.

The forearm was indeed cut, but it was not deep in the flesh, and the blood came out, but this bit of blood was not even wet on the arm.

Zhao Xuanyi gritted his teeth and pressed hard next to the wound just now.

This time it was really ruthless enough, and the blood flowed like an injection in a few seconds, and the pain made Zhao Xuan grin, clenching his back molars tightly, and trembling all over.

It's no wonder that Zhao Xuan, firstly, he doesn't know how sharp this dagger is, secondly, he has no experience at all, and thirdly, Zhao Xuan is faintly worried about whether there will be any sequelae if he is ruthless.

In this way, it is necessary to give yourself more knives.

Fortunately, Zhao Xuan did not forget the matter, and quickly stretched out his left hand forward, and the blood ran down his arm and fell into the dirt pit drop by drop.

After a while, the bottom of the pit was stained red, and blood seeped down the dirt.

If there were no other distractions, this small area would certainly be more fertile in the coming year than the rest of the place.

Zhao Xuan just lay on the ground, watching intently as the blood on his left arm fell into the dirt pit drop by drop, completely ignoring the battle between Cao Hui and Song Shaofeng and the enemy not far away.

Seeing that the blood in the pit gradually gathered together and no longer seeped down, Zhao Xuan pulled down his sleeves, pressed the wound, and tied the cuffs tightly.

According to the rules of first aid, an open wound is more convenient to treat, but Zhao Xuan can't take care of it so much.

If he went back with blood dripping all the way, if he led "Li Zhuaner" to the camp again, then he would be in vain.

Zhao Xuan propped his right hand on the ground, let himself sit up half-sit, shook his head vigorously, pinched the cuff of his left hand tightly with his right hand, and shouted in the earphones: "Withdraw!" ”

Song Shaofeng and the others didn't reply, but the gunfire was a little faster.

Zhao Xuan bent over, endured the pain in his arm, and staggered all the way back to the camp, Song Shaofeng and Cao Hui were not far behind Zhao Xuan, and soon returned to their previous positions one after another.

Zhao Xuanhuang walked to the tent in a leisurely manner, his eyes were dark, and he sat on the ground with his buttocks.

It took an unknown amount of time for the light in front of me to gradually regain its sight.

"The symptoms of blood loss are not serious." Song Shaofeng didn't know when he had already walked back from the front, and was sorting out the first aid kit next to him, when he saw that Zhao Xuan was relieved, he said, "Just take a rest, but you have to deal with the wound first." ”

Song Shaofeng originally wanted to come back and ask Zhao Xuan what he had done on his trip, but as soon as he came over, he saw Zhao Xuan sitting on the ground panting, and then looked at the sleeve of his left hand, which had been stained bright red with blood.

"I passed out?" Zhao Xuan subconsciously reached out and wanted to rub his head, but accidentally pulled the wound on his left hand again, and couldn't help but gasp.

"No, it's just a sudden lack of oxygen." Song Shaofeng gently tore off the sleeve of Zhao Xuan's left hand, lowered his head to look at the wound on Zhao Xuan's hand, raised his head and smiled at Zhao Xuan: "Boy, you are cruel enough to yourself." ”

Zhao Xuan smiled bitterly. You think I'm willing, but I don't have time to take my time.

The blood flow in Zhao Xuan's arm has gradually slowed down, but because the cuffs were tightened just now, all the blood was pasted on the arm, and it looked like the flesh and blood were blurred, which was really a little terrifying.

However, Song Shaofeng had obviously discovered that the situation was not as serious as he imagined, so he had the heart to laugh with Zhao Xuan.

Song Shaofeng tore open a roll of bandages, and while wrapping Zhao Xuan's injured part tightly in a circle, he said, "I don't have time to clean up the wound, I'll talk about it when I go back." ”

Song Shaofeng wrapped all the remaining rolls of bandages around Zhao Xuan's arm, then stood up, pointed to the monitoring, and said, "You rest, by the way, look at the monitoring, I'll go to the front." ”

Zhao Xuan stood up with his body propped up, changed positions, and sat in front of the monitor, just like that, his head was dizzy again.

Zhao Xuan shook his head, took a few deep breaths, and then raised his hand to operate the monitor.

From the departure of Song Shaofeng and the two to the present, in a few minutes, the situation on the side of "Li Zhuaner" has become different again.

Not long after Zhao Xuan left with his hands held on the edge of the pit, "Li Zhuaner" gave up the fifth stone as if he was attracted by some fatal attraction, and did not turn around, just walked in the opposite direction and walked straight towards the edge of the pit.

The two enemies were originally heading around to the north, preparing to interfere with Song Shaofeng and the others, but seeing that they had given up their attack on the jammer, they gradually retreated, and no longer continued to pursue, but paid attention to the strange behavior of "Li Zhuaner".

After a while, the enemy determined that the direction of "Li Zhuan 2" was the position of the jammer, which would make the two enemies really anxious, if the last jammer was destroyed, then it would be absolutely impossible for them to continue to stay here.

But no matter how the two of them attracted, attacked, or disturbed, "Li Zhuaner" was always unmoved, and sometimes he didn't even bother to attack, just kept moving in the direction of the dirt pit.

When Zhao Xuan looked at the surveillance, "Li Zhuaner" had just come to the edge of the dirt pit and was frantically waving his roots, trying to send Zhao Xuan's blood back to himself.

However, these dirt were not the stones just now, and after trying in vain a few times, "Li Zhuaner" simply stood in place and slammed his roots into the ground.

The roots writhed like earthworms, slowly stretching out to the ground, and the torso of "Li Zhuaner" gradually descended downward, looking at its appearance, it was ready to take root here.

Zhao Xuan originally wanted to dig out the jammer and expose it with the flexible roots of "Li Zhuaner", but now that "Li Zhuaner" was in place, he didn't mean to take the soil immediately, and couldn't help but become anxious.

If "Li Zhuaner" has been here all the time, then stop thinking about jammers and study how to run!

However, this time, "Li Zhuaner" finally did not disappoint Zhao Xuan.

After "Li Zhuaner" took root and stabilized, countless aerial roots hung down from the canopy, and the position of the soil pit was forcibly pushed up a few meters.

The aerial roots that could not reach the ground were all plunged into the ground, wrapping up all the blood-stained soil.

A metal box was also turned out of the soil under the action of "Li Zhuaner".

Song Shaofeng and Cao Hui naturally did not miss this opportunity, and turned their guns together, and after a burst of gunshots, a wisp of green smoke came out of the box, obviously the instrument was invalid.

Not to mention the enemy, even Zhao Xuan was confused by this series of changes.

Zhao Xuan didn't expect that "Li Zhuaner" would almost perfectly execute the idea in his heart.

Under the protection of the muzzle, no one could dig out the jammer at all.

But "Li Zhuaner" is a big guy who doesn't know whether to count animals or plants, but he is not among them.

The two enemies could only watch as the jammer was flipped out of the ground and then easily defeated.

"Well done!" Song Shaofeng couldn't help but cheer for "Li Zhuaner", and arranged in the headphones: "Lao Cao, pay attention, I'll contact for help." ”

After that, Song Shaofeng deftly bypassed the enemy's line of sight, returned to the vicinity of the tent, gave Zhao Xuanshu a thumbs up, lowered his head and turned out the satellite phone in his bag, and took the tablet again, confirming that the interference had completely failed, and then called for help.

"Lin Ling, how is the situation over there?" After Song Shaofeng finished the call, he asked about Lin Ling's situation again.

Although Lin Ling's direction is only in the rear and has geographical advantages, it is not so easy to hear from the intermittent gunshots.

"Yes."

"Okay, hold on for another forty minutes." Song Shaofeng conveyed the situation of support to everyone in the earphone a little, and continued: "If the enemy is smart, he will retreat after ten minutes at most, let's see if we can stop one or two." ”

"They're assembled!" Zhao Xuan looked at the surveillance, and the two enemies who were originally in the rear seemed to have received some news in their communication system, gave up the conflict with Lin Ling, went around in a circle, and returned to the front.

The four enemies are now behind the "Li Zhuaner", and Zhao Xuan can't see clearly in the monitor, and he doesn't know what they want to do.

After being silent for a minute or two, Zhao Xuan suddenly found that in the monitor, the part behind "Li Zhuaner" suddenly began to get brighter and brighter.

The infrared monitor is almost linked to the temperature, and the higher the temperature, the brighter it becomes.

Zhao Xuan turned his head, his gaze turned from the monitor to the distance, and gradually, a yellow light came out from behind "Li Zhuaner".

"They're going to set fire!"