"No, no!"
Ge Chuling cried, looking at Wu Shigao's back running away in the rain.
She wanted to call Wu Shigao back, but at this time, she didn't dare to make a sound.
The daughter in her arms began to cry loudly because of the gunshots.
She didn't dare to stay where she was, for fear that the group of people who hijacked the supplies would be so crazy that they wouldn't even let her children go.
Ge Chuling sobbed, looked in the direction, hugged the child and ran towards City B. She thought, at least she could save her life and report to Miss Hua.
Behind her, Wu Shigao joined the battlefield. In fact, the current one-sided massacre situation did not change much.
However, his skills were much more flexible than those of the senior group's wrecker team, and he carried Chichuan, his seventh uncle, eighth uncle, Shi Shisi and others who were shot back.
The rain was full of the smell of blood. There were 12 people in the wreckage team, plus a baby waiting to be fed, and 10 people in Chichuan's small buying and selling gang, driving ten trucks to escort oranges.
In the end, the only people who were not shot were Wu Shigao and Ge Chuling, plus a baby in Ge Chuling's arms.
All the survivors around him ran away. Wu Shigao ran back, took out Hua Mifa's welfare medicine bag, took out the hemostatic gel from it, and applied it to the bullet holes of his companions one by one.
It was raining heavily, but he was in no mood to care about anything else now, he only focused on saving people.
The road was quiet for a long time. Chichuan and others endured the pain and fell to the roadside in confusion.
Several gunmen dug out from the roadside and put a gun to Wu Shigao's head.
"There's a living person here!"
Someone said in a cold tone that they thought they had killed everyone in the wreckage team and Ikechuan's material transport team.
"killed."
Another person whispered.
In the rain, Wu Shigao resigned himself to his fate and closed his eyes.
The man pointing the gun at him was about to pull the trigger when Chi Chuan, who was supposed to be a dead man on the ground, suddenly jumped up and threw down the man holding the gun.
"Wu Shigao, run! Run!!!"
Chichuan yelled. He actually had no strength anymore. The reason why he was still able to breathe was because Wu Shigao squeezed a large amount of hemostatic gel on him.
The bullet was in his body, but this feeling was very strange, as if there was an iron lump stuck in his shoulder blade, but the cold hemostatic gel also penetrated into his body and blocked his bullet hole. superior.
The damaged blood vessels inside the body were also clogged.
It hurts, the bullet hole hurts like hell.
But if there is any danger to life, it is not at all.
The man who was thrown to the ground pointed his gun at Chichuan's stomach and fired several more shots.
The sound of "Pah, pah!" resounded throughout the rainy night.
Hua Mi, who was coming up the Xiang B Expressway, suddenly stopped.
She cursed secretly, "paralysis", and ran forward quickly.
A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and there were several men standing in the rain in front of them, ten trucks filled with oranges, and bodies lying on the roadside.
There is also Wu Shigao kneeling on the ground.
You bastard, anyone who dares to touch her!
Hua Mi took out an AK47 and, holding it in his hand, without even looking at it, he just swiped at the people in the rain.
She treated the AK47 like a machine gun, click, click, click!
Tang You and others, who were arriving not far away, listened carefully in the rainy night. Just now it was the sound of the garrisoned firearms, and now there was someone holding an AK47 to counterattack.
One of the guards whispered to Tang You,
"This must be a crazy batch."
Where else are people wasting bullets like this? It’s the same as not asking for money.
Whether it is a garrison or a civilian who has obtained a hot weapon through improper means, they all regard the weapon in their hands as extremely valuable.
At this time, everyone knows that a bullet is a human life. Although human life is becoming less and less valuable, because of this, more and more people are willing to take their lives.
One bullet can do so many things.
For example, now, a few dozen bullets can be exchanged for 10 large trucks of oranges.
Hua Mi took the AK47 and beat the five robbers who stole the oranges into a sieve.
She rushed over and shot an angry robber directly.
Seeing Wu Shigao lying on the ground, he was so frightened that he could not speak.
"Is something okay?"
Hua Mi walked over with a gun in hand and bent down to look at Wu Shigao on the ground.
He hurriedly got up from the rain and wiped the water off his face.
"I, I'm fine, Miss Hua, I'm fine"
This was the first time that Wu Shigao discovered that killing could be done so cleanly and neatly. Hua Mi's firing posture seemed to be firing BB bullets.
There was absolutely no ruthlessness and heaviness like that of the group just now.
Yes, Wu Shigao finally discovered something inconsistent about Hua Mi.
She felt very relaxed about killing, and even felt that human life was like a piece of cake.
This makes people feel chilling, because if people nowadays want to do evil, they will definitely go through a very painful psychological struggle process.
Not everyone is born with the ability to release the evil in their hearts. There must be some kind of opportunity or inducement before they can fully display their evil.
From a civilized and polite environment to the current environment, evil people will also go through a not-so-pleasant process of liberation.
Even a robbery is not a pleasant robbery.
There is no such thing as happy killing.
But Hua Mi is different. You can still see a very beautiful side in her. Even most of the time, she shows more sunshine and hope than anyone else.
Even when she was killing people, she was just playing a game.
She had no psychological struggle, as if she was born to be in this environment.
"How many of us died?"
Hua Mi held the gun and asked Wu Shigao expressionlessly.
Just when Wu Shigao was about to speak, Chichuan on the ground snorted "Yeah" and slowly got up from the ground.
He touched several bullet holes in his abdomen. There were bullet holes, but there was no blood.
"I......"
Chichuan was shocked. His gun hole, which was covered with hemostatic gel, had been filled with transparent gel.
But he didn’t apply hemostatic gel on the other bullet holes. Why are the other bullet holes not bleeding now?
Has his body's blood coagulation mechanism improved so much?
Not only Chichuan, but also the seventh uncle, the eighth uncle and Shi Tie.
The wisest thing Wu Shigao did was to apply hemostatic gel to people as soon as he rescued them.
Hua Mi looked over one by one and found that most of these people were still alive.
Basically, it's because these people are close to death. As long as no one takes the bullets out of their bodies, they will soon lose their breath.
Fortunately, Tang You rushed over soon. On the one hand, he ordered his men to garrison and send Chichuan, Eighth Uncle and others back to city B.
On the other hand, the orderer carefully inspected the five people who were shot into sieves on the ground.
In the end, the garrison concluded that more than five people at the scene were definitely involved in the robbery.
I originally wrote an emotional letter to you, hoping to participate in that event.
But the backend boss didn't approve it for me.
(End of chapter)
