Chapter Thirty: Beast Movement

  Maybe it's just that I have too little experience and my ideas are too self-righteous, now is the evidence, I've been stuck here for three days and two nights, the current situation can no longer be described as bad, I've already run out of water and food, I haven't had any water or rice for two days and one night, and I'm still running a fever, not only am I hungry and thirsty but also continuously having a low-grade fever that's making my whole body feel weak.

  The stench on my body wafted over, and I looked up to see the female corpse not far in front of me. The scene from last night's debauchery replayed in my mind...

  It's been two days, and the Deputy Secretary of Defense still hasn't returned. In these two days, the military hospital has remained busy, but no important military officials have appeared. My current position only allows for one chance, any meaningless action will put me in a desperate situation from which I won't be able to recover.

  Suddenly, the base's gate opened inexplicably. I didn't think there would be any activity at this late hour, but it seems like the front line is under pressure. In the past two days, a large number of troops have been dispatched from the rear to reinforce the base, but none of them stayed for long, all rushing to the front line as soon as they arrived. It looks like the search party won't be returning either. This has put my mind at ease somewhat. But now, in the middle of the night, what's going on? The number of people coming out isn't large, and it seems like they're dragging something, heading in my direction.

  I crouched down low and pulled out my pistol, attaching a silencer to it.

  A group of people dragged something slowly approaching, and I only saw clearly that there were 11 people coming. What they were dragging was not a thing, but a woman. The woman shouted loudly: "Save me! What are you going to do? You bunch of bastards!"

  "What are we going to do? We're going to do you! Haha!"

  "Old K, where did you get the chick from?"

  "Heh heh! These were just caught, there are five of them. I handed over four, let's keep this one and enjoy it!"

  "Haha, as long as you didn't steal it from inside!"

  "Even if it's stolen, killing a few rebel bitches, what's the big deal! The captain won't say anything!"

  "Smelly cunt! What's all the yelling about? Can't you wait a bit? Don't rush, don't rush, I'm coming right now..."

  "Hehe!!"

  Mixed with the woman's cries, a group of people just in front of me about 4 or 5 meters down the slope, started to gang-rape that woman. For someone like me who has never been in contact with women before, the scene in front of me was really stimulating enough, a whole class of people gang-raping one person, although it wasn't very clear from the night vision goggles, but from the woman's sharp cries, you could imagine these guys weren't just thinking of releasing their sexual desire.

  It sounds like this woman is a rebel scout. Watching these people behave so brutally towards a woman, my conscience was once again put to the test, it told me I should save her, but given my current physical condition, I didn't have the "chivalry" capital, the woman's screams pierced into my heart like a knife.

  Several times, I wanted to rush out of the grass nest, but my weak body and the sniper rifle in my hand told me that I was a sniper, one who faced a whole squad of soldiers with a weak body and no automatic weapons. Rushing out would only lead to death.

  The torment of conscience is more painful than the wound on the flesh. It has been two hours, and the woman's cries in my ears are getting smaller and smaller, but the self-blame in my heart is getting heavier and heavier. I don't know where the thought came from, but I hope these guys would hurry up and kill this woman, so she wouldn't cry anymore! The cruel thought makes me feel extremely ashamed.

  Seeing the woman's reaction, getting smaller and smaller, those guys started to rape her while stabbing her with a knife. Every time the woman screamed in pain, these people would get excited and howl together!

  "Louder! Louder! Ha!"

  "Stinky cunt! I'm so thrilled!! Haha, one more stab, a thrust at her, she's even tighter, thrilling!!"

  "Get up! Let me try!!"

  "I'm not done yet! Wait, I'll be done soon!"

  "You bunch of beasts! God won't forgive you! You're not human!"

  My heart was also stirred up by their cries for no reason!

  Before dawn, a group of people had vented their anger countless times and left with tired but relaxed footsteps, leaving behind a woman's corpse riddled with wounds. The woman's wide-open eyes were staring in my direction, her grayish pupils seeming to condemn the brutality of those men, as well as accusing me of being heartless.

  Only twelve hours have passed, and the corpse has already begun to rot. Looking at the female corpse in front of me, I no longer feel guilty in my heart. Now I've started to become even more ruthless, I know it's like this.

  The corpse attracted a few small scavengers, a polecat was slowly approaching the body, driven by hunger, I shot down the polecat that was tearing at the corpse with my handgun, slowly crawled to the side of the polecat, picked it up and didn't dare look at the gruesome naked corpse, and crawled back into the grass hollow.

  Greedy, I tore open the throat of the still struggling creature in my hand, and the warm blood gushed into my esophagus like ambrosia. I inserted my hand into the marten's chest, squeezed its heart, and squeezed out all the blood from its body, drinking until my belly was full before stopping. I pulled out the heart, put it in my mouth, and chewed it up, the stinky piece of meat now tasted like a delicacy.

  As soon as I swallowed the meat in my mouth, I saw a convoy of cars coming from afar on the highway. It seemed that there were many people and even an ambulance was following in the middle of the convoy. It looked like our beloved Deputy Secretary of Defense, Mr. Taylor, had returned!

  Throw away the unfinished cat meat in my hand, wipe my mouth and clean my hands. I slowly raise my gun and carefully observe this convoy through the scope. There are five vehicles: two jeeps, one ambulance, and two armored trucks that should have many soldiers on board. It seems like I don't have much chance, so I need to seize every second.

  The convoy slowly entered the base, heading straight for the medical department. It stopped about 600 meters away from me. First, two squads of soldiers got out and surrounded the ambulance. Then, four colonel-level officers emerged from the jeeps in front and back, opened the door of the ambulance, and slowly carried out a person lying on a stretcher. That day was so far away that I didn't see clearly what the Deputy Minister of National Defense looked like, so I couldn't confirm if it was him. However, judging by the grandeur, even if it wasn't him, he must have been at least a senior colonel, definitely someone with high sniping value.

  Set up the gun, take aim, but there are too many people, never had a chance to hit it, this guy seems to be scared, playing the human wall set, my position is not high enough, can't directly hit the guy on the stretcher from above.

  Just as the crowd was about to enter the hospital room, I was anxious and worried. If he went in, wouldn't my suffering for the past few days be in vain? The skin on my body was covered with bug bites, swollen and painful, not just to see him off into a luxurious air-conditioned hospital room.

  One shot one kill is the creed of a sniper, I can't fire indiscriminately without being sure of hitting my target, especially in this situation. I no longer have the possibility to continue operating in the wilderness, after this shot I must return immediately, otherwise I will either be caught or die from illness and starvation.

  I bit my lip to drive away the dizziness brought by the low fever, and stared at the wall of people, afraid of missing any opportunity. The soldier in front had already opened the door of the ward, just when I thought I had lost the chance to shoot, a little nurse suddenly walked out of the house. It was sudden, the soldier in front was stunned for a moment, and the soldier behind almost bumped into the back of the one in front, hastily retreating a step. At this time, a 20-centimeter gap appeared on the wall, from which you could see the head of the guy on the stretcher.

  Opportunity！！！ I didn't hesitate to move the board machine, with the gunshot, the bullet passed through the small gap, the head in the sight deviated, I knew it was a hit, I used armor-piercing bullets, this shot would be fatal no matter where he was.

  After the gunshot, the human wall quickly pounced on the stretcher, pressing the guy on the stretcher tightly. I think even if I didn't hit him, this pressure would have been enough to crush him to death.

  "Goodbye! Mr. Taylor!"

  I bid farewell to the former Deputy Minister of Defense with my usual humor. Then I quickly retreated into the jungle, swiftly heading in the direction of the rebel army. It's time to go home.

  I hadn't run for even ten minutes when I heard the sound of helicopter rotors roaring from behind, my worst fear had come true, the enemy had dispatched a helicopter to search the mountain!

  Leaning against the tree, I looked up and saw several helicopters flying over my head. It seems that I have performed a "Battle Royale" escape.

  As I watched the helicopter disappear from view, I knew they hadn't gone far. Now they could see me, but I couldn't see them. I had changed from a hunter to prey!

  Plucking up my courage, I ran quickly into the depths of the forest.

  I ran for a day's journey, and the helicopter didn't find me, what luck! Sitting on the ground, I took out antibiotics and mixed them with the blood of a cat-like animal that I had just caught, which I couldn't name. This was already my third living creature to eat. The low fever made me have no appetite at all, but in order to survive, I forced myself to keep eating. The flesh and blood of living creatures were indeed very nourishing, and as long as I ate a little, I would be full for a long time and could withstand hunger. Moreover, I was getting more and more fond of eating live animals, the bloody muscles were icy and delicious.

  Wrap the snake's blood in animal skin and tie it around my neck to reduce brain heat, I don't want to be burned into an idiot. Just one more day of journey, I can cross the fire line.

  Looking in the direction where the sun sets, there is safety! Under this thought, I got up and hurried on.

  I hadn't walked far when I heard a "whoosh" sound coming from behind me. Before I could react, an air-to-ground missile hit the tree behind me. "Boom!" The shockwave lifted me up and threw me several meters away.

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