Chapter 48

  I'm really fed up.

  I can only roll to the last contact point, all the way down is a big slope, and there are not many large plants. Rolling is more energy-saving than running for me. Anyway, I'm thick-skinned and my whole body hurts. I hurt even more, but I don't care!

  Many lice don't itch, many debts don't worry. I hugged my head and shrunk my legs, I rolled down the big slope all the way to the bottom, I'm rolling!

  Two old soldier brothers gave me field rations, which saved me a lot of time searching for food. But I was still late by that much when I found the seventh contact point, my waist was already in so much pain that I almost stepped on the feet of those old soldier brothers who were withdrawing from the contact point to grab back the contact sign.

  My physical strength is being consumed too fiercely. When I walk, my eyes are dizzy and everything I look at is blurry and constantly shaking. I can only roll and crawl towards my last contact point.

  I rolled down the hill and suddenly bumped into something soft, my first reaction was to draw out my dagger and assume a fighting stance.

  In the mountains, any kind of wild beast can appear, especially in this Nujiang Canyon. I've heard that some extinct species occasionally come out to roam and hunt for food. Who knows if I ran into a fierce beast coming out to buy dinner?

  In the blink of an eye when I drew my dagger. I did see the shape of that fierce beast clearly. The fierce beast was wearing a cuirass, and that cuirass was exactly the same as mine, except for some extra emblem.

  I won't mention which mountain peak it is a symbol of...

  Anyway, at that time, the guy was already unconscious and his head was covered in blood. He looked like he wanted to roll down the slope but unfortunately hit his head on a rock.

  My field first aid course just barely passed, to be honest I even think that if my mother hadn't brought me to the dressing room since I was a kid, it's still a question whether I could have passed or not. And the biggest problem is that we didn't even bring a first-aid kit with us!

  I was stunned on the spot, I quickly touched the life-saving bullet on my body and pulled it towards the sky. I knew that once the life-saving bullet sounded, no matter if it was raining or even cutting with a knife, those brothers from the land aviation would rush over to save this brother's life.

  After the red flare soared into the sky, I randomly wrapped a piece of cloth from my jacket around this brother and then suddenly thought of another question.

  This brother must be inseparable from people, and under this slope is a large area of original forest. Who knows if there are beasts that can pop out and eat human flesh?

  At that time, won't this brother of mine be like meat on a chopping board?

  But if I'm with this guy and we wait for those guys who opened the pirated Black Hawk to rush over, my plan to arrive at the rendezvous point on time will be completely ruined. That means I'll have to walk more than twice the straight-line distance to find the rendezvous point!

  With my current physical condition, I would consider myself lucky if everything goes smoothly and I can find the last contact point as scheduled. Why is there such an unexpected situation?

  I was still hesitating, but the rain in the sky was getting heavier and heavier. On the mountain slope, a thin stream of mud water had already begun to flow down, and within a few minutes, it had turned into several turbulent streams washing away the soil.

  I know I'm going to mess up the dish.

  I learned that when the vegetation on the mountain slope is not lush enough, after experiencing a rainstorm, the mudslide can come suddenly. Before the mudslide arrives, there will be a turbid flow called "切刀水" (cutting water) that starts to erode and divide the soil on the mountain slope.

  Look at the direction of that cutting water, in half an hour at most, the mudslide will roar and sweep my brother away to the point of no remains.

  What else can I think of?

  What connection point is more important than this brother's life, what can be compared to the timely arrival of the gathering point?

  Although I don't know this guy, at most I just know he's a brother from some mountain, but people are not familiar with each other, and the horse armor is still close, I can't be unfeeling.

  Then let's go on our shoulders, shall we two brothers walk together?

  Battel, you little scamp, are you going to keep your promise about the Mongolian hump and also keep your promise to Yang Ke about the horse-head fiddle?

  In two more years I'll come find you and hear that your Yaya is now one of the top rich guys in your company, you dare to deny it?

  In the midst of a torrential downpour, I was carrying a heavy Mongolian fellow, my brother Bater. The two of us, wearing identical leather jackets, were dashing about in the mountains.

  I'm almost out of breath, my waist hurts so much I just want to pee but I couldn't put down my Battle brother even though I didn't know his name at that time, but I recognized his vest!

  The same waistcoat as I'm wearing!

  I was actually still an idiot back then.

  There are special routines in the wilderness course to deal with this kind of situation. Take a few minutes to make a sled and put Battle on it, which is not only labor-saving but also comfortable for Battle brothers.

  But at that time, I was so flustered and my mind was all muddled up, I really couldn't think of anything else to do, so I just gritted my teeth and stuck with the Batoru brothers as we headed towards my contact point.

  I'm panting like a bellows, but I still have to perk up my ears and listen carefully to see if there's the sound of that pirated Black Hawk's engine roaring, and at the same time keep an eye on the ground below in case there are poisonous insects or snakes lurking around, or else it'll be two lives lost.

  To be honest, I don't even remember how I rushed to the last contact point. Although that contact point had been cancelled, I still rushed there and watched with my own eyes as the pirated Black Hawk helicopter that cancelled the contact point took off.

  It was still Bateru brothers who helped me, he hummed at the crucial moment and hummed in my ear, waking me up from the state of only knowing to move forward mechanically.

  I crashed to the ground, I watched that pirated Black Hawk pass in front of me, then I trembled and pulled the parachute, and that pirated Black Hawk suddenly shook violently and came back to find us.

  And those guys who rappelled down from the pirated Black Hawk all had furious faces, and one of them even had a huge bump on his forehead, like he just smashed into something.

  Then, one of the guys who came down with the rope said, "How did these two little brats end up walking together? Didn't they say that according to probability, it's hard for them to meet each other? It seems like both of them are injured too. Brothers, help me put these two little brats on a stretcher and clean them up before throwing them into the pot!

  As soon as I heard that guy's tone, my whole body went soft. As soon as I opened my mouth, it was a sentence in my hometown dialect: "Your mom's B is still not clean enough to be cooked into a meat bun, do you think you're doing the meat bun business?"

  That brother was stunned and said, "Oh my, I really didn't expect it. I heard that two sandbags came this time, and it's true that I bumped into one." Little fellow countryman, what's wrong with you? How did the two of you bump into each other?

  I'm speechless.

  I can only let that brother shout "Little old countryman, hold on, we'll be back soon! Hold on!" I have cured meat, bean paste chili peppers, white sand cigarettes, betel nuts and jasmine tea. Hold on, little old countryman!

  My eyes are still closed, I scared my fellow villager half to death, shouting at the top of my lungs at that Lu Hang's brother, saying "Your mother's B, hurry up and fly, this little old countryman can't hold on anymore!"

  I'm really exhausted, I've been carrying Baidu for an hour at a forced march pace, my physical strength is completely depleted, I really have no energy left, I want to sleep, I really want to sleep...

  These past few days, I've been subjected to inexplicable plagiarism accusations that have made me extremely angry. When typing, my hands often unconsciously clench into fists.

  All I can say is that fortunately, I still have a group of brothers who understand and support me, and fortunately, I still have a group of readers who can distinguish right from wrong.

  I won't say thank you then.

  I'm a poor guy, I don't have anything worthy to entertain my brothers with, so all I can do is update a few more chapters, barely making it worth the effort.

  By the way, I have a friend who is also writing a book here. He actually foresaw this trouble of mine a long time ago. At that time, I didn't believe it at all, but now it's become a reality.

  "Hidden Immortal", a book being promoted on Weibo, is actually written by that friend of mine. If you're interested, go take a look and maybe you'll understand how he predicted this trouble I'm in!

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