Chapter 5 Wild Man? Pick One Up!
Tang Jingmo was leaning against an old pine tree, his navy blue dacron military uniform had been soaked in blood and turned black and purple.
He was still bleeding from a penetrating wound in his right shoulder, inflicted two hours earlier by a homemade shotgun.
"Captain Tang, please hand over the blueprints." A voice with a local accent came from the bushes. "Your comrades have all gone to report to the King of Hell. You should hurry up too. Don't be left alone."
"That's right. What's the point of being stubborn? Keep your body intact so that you can be reincarnated. Otherwise, don't blame us brothers for being ruthless."
"Brother, why waste so much time talking to him? He is alone and seriously injured. There are so many of us, why would we be afraid of him?"
Tang Jingmo wiped the blood that covered his eyes and quietly loaded the last five bullets into the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle.
He had led the gang outside around the mountain for a long time and had figured out their numbers and weapons. It looked like they were in great danger today, but fortunately he managed to cover his comrades in sending out the intelligence.
"Want the blueprints?" Tang Jingmo suddenly did a tactical roll, and the bullet penetrated the bushes accurately, "Take your life in exchange!"
Amid the screams, he smelled kerosene in the air—it was a homemade Molotov cocktail!
The moment Tang Jingmo rolled into the mountain stream, a scorching wave of air exploded behind him. When the tinnitus subsided a little, he heard the footsteps of at least eight or nine people approaching.
"After all, he is the top student in the military district competition." The scarred leader kicked away the hot gravel and pointed the double-barreled shotgun at Tang Jingmo's forehead. "Unfortunately, no matter how good his skills are, he can't stand up to the number of us brothers."
Tang Jingmo suddenly jumped up, and the military dagger popped out from his leggings and stabbed directly into the opponent's instep.
He grabbed the shotgun amid screams, but heard an empty "click" - there were no bullets.
The three gangsters' machetes attacked Tang Jingmo's back at the same time, and the sharp blades made a teeth-grinding dull sound as they cut through his back.
Scar, who was stabbed in the instep, quickly fired another shot. Tang Jingmo fell down, staring blankly at the Dragon Head Cliff of Longshen Mountain in the distance.
"Hurry up, hurry up, get down to business, find something, bring the map back! Get out of here quickly after you finish the work, we can't stay overnight in this mountain." Scarface called his men to work.
"You outsiders don't know, this mountain is called Longshen Mountain, it's evil. They want to eat people at night."
"Brother, he has nothing on him!"
"Damn it, we've been fooled! We must have been moved. No wonder this guy has been taking us around the mountain all the time."
Scarface was very annoyed and took out his pistol and fired two more shots.
In a trance of near death, Tang Jingmo saw a strange halo emerging from the mountain mist of Longtou Cliff.
In the light and shadow stood two men, one tall and one short, wearing black combat uniforms. The tall man looked 80% similar to himself. When he looked back, the world was eclipsed by him.
The short one is a girl!
He carried the murderous aura forged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood, as if the King of Hell had descended from his palace.
The two seemed to have an argument, and the next second, a huge blue mushroom cloud rose into the sky.
At the same time, the halo disappeared and turned into a meteor that sank into his body.
Tang Jingmo felt like a ball of fire exploded in his chest, and countless unfamiliar memories flooded in like a flood - the Doomsday Fortress, the mutant creatures, and the woman who always contradicted him...
“Huh…”
A blue light flashed, and the four gangsters closest to Tang Jingmo's body instantly vaporized and disappeared without a trace.
The criminals retreated in terror.
The corpse lying in a pool of blood on the ground suddenly stood up in a posture that went against human mechanics, and its blood-stained eyes flashed with brilliance.
Although his body was still covered with wounds, his aura had completely changed.
Scarface and his group turned pale in panic. They didn't know who fired two shots, but saw the other party dodge with almost predictable movements.
After dodging the bullet, Tang Jingmo grabbed the flying machete and threw it backhand, and the steel blade directly pierced the throats of the three people.
Two gangsters, seeing the situation was not good, turned around and tried to run, but were pierced through the back by broken pine branches and died with their eyes open.
"This is impossible..." Scarface collapsed to the ground, looking at the officer approaching step by step, "You clearly..."
What answered him was the butt of the Type 56 rifle - Tang Jingmo used up his last bit of strength to smash the opponent's jaw and break his neck.
When Scarface fell down, he could no longer hold on and collapsed heavily on the cold rocks.
In the mountain temple, Lin Xiaobai was using branches to string together a freshly hunted wild rabbit and roasting it over a fire.
Suddenly, she looked up sharply - a large number of birds were startled in the mountains and forests in the southeast, and a faint smell of blood floated in the air.
"Tsk, someone is coming to steal the food?" She grabbed the sharpened hatchet and suddenly her whole body was shocked.
On the distant ridge, a blue light like a meteor streaked across the sky and disappeared in an instant.
Lin Xiaobai's pupils contracted violently.
She was too familiar with this light - the energy fluctuations of a superpower! Looking at that light, he was still a strong person.
The hatchet made a beautiful knife pattern in her palm, and she licked the rabbit fat from the corner of her mouth: "Interesting."
She thought it was too troublesome to walk over, so she simply climbed up the towering tree in a few seconds, and with the help of the vines hanging down, she leaped around like a monkey, feeling extremely comfortable.
When she arrived at the mountain stream, the ground was littered with bloody corpses that had been eaten apart. The beasts that had smelled the blood moved quickly.
"I won't steal your food. Leave those who are breathing to me, and take away the dead ones quickly."
I don’t know whether the beasts in Longshen Mountain are truly spiritual, or whether Lin Xiaobai is evil.
As soon as she finished her words, all the corpses except Tang Jingmo's were dragged away and disappeared into the jungle.
Lin Xiaobai kicked him with his toes and turned his body over. When he could see his facial features clearly, he was completely frozen!
She would recognize this blood-stained face even if it turned into ashes. It was exactly the same as her mortal enemy at the end of the world - the base law enforcement officer Tang Jingmo!
"It's fate." She pinched the man's neck, but narrowed her eyes when she felt his weak pulse.
There was murderous intent in her eyes, and scenes of the grudges between them in their previous life flashed before her eyes.
What a great opportunity. If you try a little harder, this coffin-faced man will never see the sun tomorrow.
The mountain breeze brought intermittent moans, and she heard the other person unconsciously murmured: "Xiao... Bai..."
The hatchet fell on the stone with a clang.
Lin Xiaobai stared at the pale face and suddenly showed his sharp white teeth: "Captain Tang, you look much better when you are like a drowned dog than when you are holding the execution order."
She sneered, with a vicious gleam in her eyes.
Now that he has fallen into her hands... don't blame her for "repaying" him well! Sometimes death is a relief, and living is a punishment.
She grabbed the man by the collar and dragged him deep into the woods like a dead dog.
"Tang Jingmo, you have come to this day. Haha..."
"If the councillors at the base see you with all these injuries, they will frame me. Damn it, all the grievances I suffered in my previous life were related to you..."
The howling of wolves could be heard in the distance, as if responding to her mumbling.
After returning to the mountain temple, Lin Xiaobai casually threw Tang Jingmo next to the fire.
He clapped his hands, laughed twice, and said in a ritualistic manner: "Coffin face, I'm going to start~"
She roughly tore off the man's military uniform and began to treat the wounds that were deep enough to see the bone, using the tip of the hatchet to directly dig out the bullet.
The scene was bloody and if someone saw it, they would definitely not be sure whether the man was saving people or abusing the corpse.
After taking out the bullet, he bent his fingers slightly and tapped here once and there twice.
The movements may seem rough, but in fact every bleeding point is just right.
Finally, he picked some wild grass outside the temple, chopped it up, and applied it to the wound.
knock off!
Done!
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