Chapter 157: Rescued
On this African continent, yesterday's rare rain erased most of the traces. Burned forests are being reborn in their own unique way.
Heng Chen's corpse was left in a mess after being fed on by those beasts, and the rest of the "scraps were cold-burned" by the scavenging vultures. It won't be long before this place will be restored to its original state, and no one will know what happened here.
On a stretcher made up of two logs and a few vines lay an unconscious man. Large burns on the back are covered with a layer of tilapia skin. His mouth was dyed blue because he had just been fed grass juice.
"I'm not hungry, is this method going to work, why hasn't Xiaofan woken up yet?"
Laperio used the branches to drive away the annoying flies around him, but he didn't dare to let them bite Zhang Xiaofan's back.
"It's not a big problem, at least I don't have a fever right now. The reason why I didn't wake up was because the shock wave was too strong, and even the slightest one would have to take more than ten hours. ”
In fact, Yang is not hungry, and he has no bottom in his heart. A concussion is not something that can be judged by the eyes. After all, with so many rockets exploding around you, it is already a very lucky thing that there are no missing arms or legs.
"This fish skin can't be left on for too long, the temperature is so high, it won't take two hours to change, otherwise it will soon stink and be easy to get infected. ”
Saying that, Yang Bu was not hungry and took out the whole skin of the last tilapia in his hand, and then changed it to Zhang Xiaofan on the stretcher. I don't know if the fish skin is uncovered and the flesh is involved, the muscles on the back tremble slightly, but fortunately the burn area is not large, otherwise it will be very troublesome in this primeval grassland.
"Let's go, go farther before it's completely dark, and see if we can find the town along this road. Directionally, it should be not far from the Rwandan border. ”
It is said that T Sandronia's land is vast and sparsely populated, and it was not until this time that Yang was not hungry that he really realized it. I finally found this path on this boundless prairie, but I walked for two days and two nights without even seeing a figure.
The two of them walked a few kilometers along the loess path on a stretcher, perhaps because God had mercy on them for not going well in this short period of time, and really let them meet the first car.
It was a pickup truck, a domestic brand that didn't work in China, but it was very popular in the Middle East and Africa. Almost eight out of ten cars are Huaxia pickup trucks, and the whole vehicle design of the big dump is almost tailor-made for underdeveloped countries.
The people on the pickup truck in the distance saw them, and they quickly stopped dozens of meters away under Yang Bu's vigorous beckoning. It's no wonder that people are not happy, you must know that Yang Buxing is still carrying two assault rifles on his back at this time, and he is wearing all military uniforms. If it weren't for Yang Buxing's oriental face, others would have turned around a long time ago.
Seeing that the other party hadn't gotten out of the car for a long time, Yang Buxing quickly understood the problem. He put down the stretcher, and two guns around his neck were also thrown on the side of the road. Sure enough, this move quickly dispelled the other party's vigilance, and the two black men in the car quickly got out of the car and came to check.
But what made Yang not hungry and laugh was that his gun was lost, but the AK47 in Renjia's hand was always on guard.
"Who are you?"
The person who questioned him was a little older, and he was the one with a gun in his hand. Surprisingly, the other party actually used English, although it is not very standard, but there is no problem in communication. This is rare in the country of Texonia, which usually means that it has
A certain culture.
English is one of the official languages, but after all, it is only spoken by a few people with some ability in a few cities like Dodoma, and most of them communicate in Kiswahili with dialects.
"Hello, my friend is injured and needs help. ”
Yang did not answer his question directly, because it was really difficult to explain the question of "who are you".
He said he was a tourist, but why was he holding a gun? It's a soldier, but it's not a country. It seems that only the identity of poachers is more consistent.
"You're from Huaxia?"
Hearing the other party's inquiry, Yang Bu nodded like pounding garlic. As we all know, in Africa, the Chinese are the most popular, thanks to the country's policies on this continent over the years. In the impression of ordinary Africans, Chinese people should be friends. Unexpectedly, when he was in the most difficult and needed help, he still used his identity as a Chinese person.
Seeing that Yang was not hungry and nodded, the expression on the other party's face was so nervous that he relaxed a lot. The young man beside him also dared to step forward, and when he saw Zhang Xiaofan on the stretcher unconscious due to the injury on his back, he turned back to his companion and said a few words that he didn't understand.
It was only at this time that the other party really put down the gun and walked up.
"My name is Mother Barry, this is my son Trary, have you been attacked too?"
Why do you want to say "also"? Could it be that they also met other people who came to ask for help before themselves? At this time, Yang Bu was not hungry and didn't think about it so much, so he quickly nodded and said:
"Yes, my friend needs treatment. Is there a doctor around here? Or take us to Dodoma, don't worry, I'll pay you." ”
"Your friend looks very badly injured, let's take you to Ngara first, where there is a Huaxia Construction Company, where you can be well taken care of. ”
After Mu Barry finished speaking, he had been paying attention to the expression on Yang Buxing's face to see if there was surprise, and they should be very happy to hear that there was a company opened by a Chinese person nearby. But if there is anything abnormal, then it means that there is something wrong with these people, and of course he will directly get in the car and leave and report to the local police.
Fortunately, things were not as imagined, and the young man in front of him was obviously very happy, which also made the mother Barry completely relieved, and motioned to her son to hurry up and drive the car over.
Soon, Zhang Xiaofan was lifted to the rear body, and as for the three assault rifles, Yang Buxing didn't even look at them. This move once again relieved the father and son. In the end, it was Trary who brought the gun, but it was put in the passenger seat and not handed it back to Yang Buying.
Gradually, Yang Buxing and Laporio also fell asleep on the rear car. The two days and two nights of rushing were too overdrawn physically and mentally, and fortunately I met this father and son, otherwise I don't know how many sins I would have suffered.
It took more than two hours to get from the pick-up location to the small town of Ngara at the speed of a pickup truck. Mother Barry and his son sent people directly to the door of the Huaxia Company in the city. When several heavily armed security personnel surrounded him, the exhausted Yang Buxing didn't even notice it. Also, coupled with the breakthrough that night, this can already be regarded as three days and three nights without closing eyes.
"Hey...... Dude, wake up!"
In a daze, he suddenly noticed someone approaching, Yang Buxing's eyes suddenly opened, and his hand quickly clasped the other party's outstretched hand, and then jumped backwards, pulled out the dagger on the side of the security officer's leg, and pressed it against his throat.
This sudden change surprised everyone present, especially the mother Barry's father
Son, I don't know what to do at this time. Several other security personnel only reacted at this time to raise their guns, but at this time, Yang Buxing had already woken up from sleep, and quickly put down the dagger with an embarrassed expression.
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding...... I'm sorry! Reflex...... Conditioned ......"
Raporio was also awakened by the movement around him, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw several guns pointed at him, almost not scared.
"What's going on? Not hungry, we're being captured?"
Such a big movement really made some chickens and dogs jump. The security officer who was held hostage just now saw that the other party took the initiative to put down the dagger, and he also knew that this was a misunderstanding, but thinking that this guy was so skilled, he had to be a little curious about his identity at this time.
"Hah...... Dude, what a skill. Looking at your M Army equipment, is it convenient to explain?"
At this time, Yang Buxing looked at the security officer in front of him seriously, he was about early in his thirties, and he was quite tall, looking more than one meter eight. Two people standing together is not much off. He looks quite energetic, but his skin is a little dark. Also, after staying in Africa for a long time, except for a guy surnamed Yang, everyone is black.
"Huaxia Army! Western Theater, there is only so much I can reveal. Hurry up, my brother has injuries, do you have a doctor here?"
There's no way, Yang Bu is hungry at this time, he can only fool, and he can't tell others that he is a mercenary.
Obviously, this security team member recognized Yang Buxing's rhetoric. He was also discharged from the army, so he was very familiar with this body. As for the inconvenience of disclosure, he also made up a very reasonable identity on his own. After all, not long ago, a compatriot was also admitted.
"Needless to say, I know! Don't worry, just leave it to us!
Come, brothers, they are all their own people, hurry up and take the person to the infirmary. ”
At this beckoning, six or seven people around put down their guns one after another, and then carried Zhang Xiaofan off the stretcher with all hands and feet.
My name is Li Hu, and I am the security captain of this Yangtze River construction company. ”
"Yang Nianyuan, captain of the Western Theater of Operations. The rest IMHO can't be said directly. His name was Laporio, a man of Y Celles. As for his identity......"
Only a fool reported his real name, Yang Bu was not hungry and casually used the name of the Venetian dead ghost playboy, as for Laporio, it didn't matter, after all, he was a gringo.
"Understood...... Got it...... Come on in, I'll get you some food and a change of clothes. ”
Obedient...... Such a young captain, this must be a lot of money.
Li Hu's attitude was unexpectedly enthusiastic, and he took Yang Buyu's shoulders and took them inside. As for the mother Barry and his son, there was already a guy with glasses in the company, grabbing two bottles of wine and a few packs of cigarettes, and went up to thank him.
It can be seen that Li Hu's status in this company is not low. I didn't see him notify any leaders in the company, so he took it upon himself to take people to the canteen.
Yang was not hungry or bothered to check his surroundings, and soon several large pots of meat dishes and rice were served. Originally, I wanted to be polite, but I really couldn't stand the smell of the food, after all, I was hungry for a few days, and I was welcome.
Under the attention of Li Hu and several employees in the canteen, Yang Buxing and Laporio were simply two living crushers. The gobbling up look was distressing, and everyone learned his identity from Li Hu's mouth during this period. Seeing the ferocity of this meal, everyone's heart hurts......