Guo Yi fell down on the rocky ground with a leap, his chest was hit by a rock, and he almost lost his breath. The potential of a person to burst out in critical moments is amazing. He turned over several times and climbed to a big rock. In less than a minute, he had already caught a glimpse of Salina, who seemed to have been hit by an arrow and fell to the ground motionless. .
Xue Ziliang's reaction was faster than him, probably because he was taller and had an obvious target. Most of the arrows were aimed at him, hitting four or five in an instant. Guo Yi saw him lying on the ground like a fish among the pebbles. Swimming quickly on the ground, he threw off the backpack on his back with one hand, and grabbed Salina's backpack strap with the other hand, dragging her over. Yujian still kept calling this way, but his accuracy was much worse.
"Guo, shoot!" Xue Ziliang turned around and howled while pulling people away. Guo Yi was frightened by the twisted muscles on his face. After all, he was a person who sat in an office all year round and had little adaptability. He just came to his senses and picked up his pistol and fired several times in the direction of the bow and arrow. I don’t know how many times I fired the gun in the chaos, and screams of pain instantly came from the grass.
Taking advantage of this gap, Xue Ziliang had already dragged Salina onto his back, and started running fiercely. Guo Yi quickly followed. In a hurry, he felt his body being pushed from behind. He was hit by an arrow, but he didn't dare to look at it.
More than a dozen people sprang out from the nearby woods and grass, charging at them fiercely, holding white wooden sticks six to seven feet long, and beating them randomly. Guo Yi was caught off guard and received many sticks on his body. Fortunately, his backpack blocked a lot of the force for him. He shot twice and knocked down one before forcing the others back.
"Charge forward!" Xue Ziliang roared, picking up a white wooden stick that fell on the ground - the owner of the stick was wearing strange clothes and was writhing and groaning on the ground in pain. Although he was carrying a person on his back, he had great self-control and was not frightened. The few arrows he had just been hit were either blocked by the body armor or missed his vital points. At this moment, he knew that there was absolutely no way to survive by turning over and running back. Only by rushing forward could he possibly break through.
Guo Yi had just been hit on the head and was dizzy. What's worse, in the confusion, he also dropped his empty pistol. But when he saw a man in green shirt, holding a long knife, directing the crowd in front to stop the pursuit, his spirit suddenly cheered up, he roared and ran straight towards him. When the man saw him coming, he didn't dodge and came towards him brandishing a knife. At this moment, Guo Yi's head banged - is this a costume drama? ! The person who came was obviously wearing a bun and a long green shirt. Before hesitating, the other party's knife had already slashed at him, hitting his shoulder blade. The severe pain made him almost let go of the wooden stick. Several people around him also rushed over and beat him with white wooden sticks. , Guo Yi fell to the ground, desperately protecting his head and waving a wooden stick to resist. In panic, his thoughts were as clear as a mirror - he was going to be beaten to death by these people! In the midst of despair, I suddenly heard a loud roar like thunder:
"sonofbitbsp; The head of a guy in front of Xiao Guo suddenly opened in front of his eyes. The brains, blood and bone fragments flew out together, spraying directly all over him. The red and white scenery scattered in all directions made him laugh for decades. It was still fresh in my mind after that.
Xue Ziliang, who had already run for a while, saw that his companions were trapped. He quickly put down Salina and rushed back. He attacked from behind and smashed a person's head with a stick. The people next to him were panicked when they saw how fierce the person was. Taking advantage of this moment, Guo Yi rolled over and rushed over.
However, the group of people did not run away. They heard someone yelling with unknown words, and more than a dozen people gathered together and rushed over. Xue Ziliang waited for a moment because he wanted to carry Salina on his back, and was chased. He came up and was hit with several sticks, but they all hit Salina. The woman screamed and blood spurted out of her mouth, all over Xue Ziliang's face.
Guo Yi saw that Xue Ziliang was carrying a man on his back and was about to be knocked down. He quickly came back to stop him, waving his sticks, regardless of the pain on his body. Several men in front covered their heads with white wooden sticks and beat them randomly, like falling raindrops. Faced with life and death at this moment, Guo Yi waved his stick like crazy, forcefully forcing the opponent back several steps.
At this time, I calmed down a bit. I saw that the other party was a haggard person, smaller in height and build, and I became more courageous. Seeing that they were swinging their sticks without any rules and just smashing them with open and wide arms, he stood still and used the bayonet technique he had learned from the instructors during the military training. When they were panicking and pushed back, he took a big step forward and stabbed forward with one thrust. , although the wooden stick did not have a spearhead, the full blow still smashed the opponent's chin and nose to pieces. The man screamed, fell to the ground, covered his face and rolled around on the ground, wailing again and again.
The man in green shirt yelled something and rushed over at the lead, slashing his face with a knife. Guo Yi turned sideways and made a "left-hand strike". The end of the stick hit the man in green shirt's face hard. In an electric flash, a black and white eyeball flew out with a scream.
The dozen or so people who attacked them saw that he was covered in blood and looked hideous. He knocked down the leader with one blow of the stick, and suddenly felt timid in his heart. With a roar, he dragged the man in green shirt away. Many years later, people in this area still vividly told the story of the fierce battle between Guo Yi and Xue Ziliang, one against ten, and the two whistle sticks beat their opponents to flee.
"Well done! Guo, you are simply brucelee!" (Note: Bruce Lee's English name.
Guo Yi waved his hand feebly and collapsed on the ground. Panting heavily - he has been in the security department for many years and has performed many tasks. He has never felt so frightened as he walked around the Naihe Bridge. At this moment, I felt relaxed, my whole body ached, my face was wet, and there was blood all over me when I touched it. I didn't know if it was my own or that of that group of inexplicable guys.
"Guo, let's leave quickly, this group may come back!" Xue Ziliang greeted.
"I have to check the situation!" Guo Yi said, using the stick as a walking stick and limping towards the fallen corpses. He wanted to search this group of strange people and see if he could find the pistol. return.
After getting back on the road and walking another kilometer, several of them couldn't bear to eat anymore. The injuries on their bodies were getting worse and worse, and they didn't realize that anyone was following them. They decided to hide and have a rest and bandage their wounds before considering where to go. The river in front made a big bend, forming a rocky beach. The river water poured and rushed among the stones, making a sound like thunder. So I found a secluded place by the river. There was a grotto among the rocks on the river bank. The surrounding grass was tall and the forest was dense, making it difficult for others to spot me.
Xue Ziliang used a rubber water bag to fetch water from the river, washed away the blood and inspected the wound. Although he was hit by an arrow like a hedgehog, there was actually no flesh on it. Most of the arrows hit his backpack, and the rest were blocked by the bulletproof vest. There were no wounds except for some scratches on his face and hands when rolling on the ground. He also received the fewest sticks on his body.
Guo Yi was also hit by several arrows. Fortunately, he put on his stab-proof vest as soon as he came out. There was only one arrow that hit his arm, but it was cushioned by the thick fabric of the training uniform and penetrated very hard. It's shallow, and it comes out with a little pull. Xue Ziliang looked at the rusty arrow, shook his head repeatedly, and used the disinfectant in the first aid kit to disinfect it.
"Guo, you need to be injected with tetanus." He said, "Although the wound is not deep, this arrow..."
"I know, there's nothing I can do now..." Guo Yi was so exhausted that his whole body ached. Not only was it tetanus, he had a cut on his head. Logically speaking, the wound should be sutured. Now he had to clean it, disinfect it, and bandage it. The knife on his shoulder was blocked by a stab-proof vest, but it would hurt even his arm. I can't even lift it up. I don't know if I have injured my muscles or bones. He was hit with many sticks on his body, and he was deeply afraid that he might have broken bones or suffered internal injuries. Fortunately, there were no abnormalities along the way.
In contrast, Salina's situation is not ideal. She was hit by an arrow in one place and injured her leg. Fortunately, the knee straps blocked it and the arrow did not penetrate deeply into her flesh. But when she was carrying Xue Zi on her back, she was actually used as a human shield. She was hit with several sticks on her back, and she seemed to have suffered some internal injuries. The problem is that she has a fever. Probably caused by a cold. There was antipyretic medicine in the first aid kit. Xue Ziliang dissolved it in water and fed it to her.
It was raining heavily outside, and the grotto was very small. Salina was lying down, and their legs were outside. Xue Ziliang took out a tarpaulin from his backpack and covered each of them with one.
Guo Yi's head hurt, and his heart was even more confused. The hard fight just now brought him other worries besides the life and death stakes. Regardless of their clothing or appearance, these people were all authentic images of ancient people. At first, he was still skeptical, so he pulled the dead man's bun and felt that it was real and not a headgear. Looking at their poor appearance, The clothes and weapons couldn't be props for filming a TV show - the leader's knife was a real piece of iron, not a machine-made steel knife.
There was nothing on the dead men except some coins and odds and ends. Xiao Guo took it out and looked at it for a long time, and roughly saw that it was "Apocalypse Tongbao". What year was the apocalypse? He didn't remember, but he remembered that Tianqi was Chongzhen's brother, the penultimate emperor of the Ming Dynasty. Almost every dead person has a small purse with a curved iron sheet, a stone and loose cotton-like grass. Guo Yidian studied it over and over for a long time, but couldn't figure out what it was.
"This is the Fire Scythe." Xue Ziliang came over.
"What?"
"Fire sickle." He pulled the waterproof cloth, "You are still Chinese, this is the tool your ancestors used to make fire."
"Damn, aren't your ancestors also Chinese..." Guo Yi cursed and asked, "How do you know?"
"There are exhibits in the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York. I've seen them. Look -" Xue Ziliang took the fire sickle and the small stone. He held the flint in his left hand and pressed the tinder between the flint and his fingers. He held the fire sickle tightly in his right hand and moved the blade. Aim at the flint and hit it hard, and many sparks burst out from the collision. "I haven't practiced before. The people in the museum demonstrated that they can ignite the sparks into the tinder after hitting it a few times. It's amazing."
Guo Yi felt a chill rising from his back.
