N-A-A Chapter 508
Chapter 508
How could they have thought that a man who looked so weak would have the guts to draw a gun and drive so resolutely and decisively.
Under Sven's appearance, he is definitely a ruthless person!
The moment the man fell, the others drew their knives, and the guns they pulled out!
But late.
"Bang bang!"
Three shots, the marksmanship was fast and accurate, three people fell in response, the remaining person turned around and ran, ran two steps, did not hear the gunshot, he felt wrong!
Stop, turn back.
Under the moonlight, the muzzle of the black hole hole was pointed at him, the blue eagle was covered in blood, one hand covered the wound, half of his face was immersed in the shadow and could not see his eyes, but there was a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.
The man's cold sweat flowed.
Oh, yes!
The marksmanship is so accurate, how can he run away?
Everyone else died, and those who remained were the only ones who could speak a few words of Chinese.
Of course, he is still happy, because he understands that if he runs one step further, the light person's legs will be gone, and the heavy one's life will be gone.
"You... Come here!
The man walked back trembling, speaking rusty Chinese: "Don't... Don't kill me.
"Don't be afraid, I'm a good man, I won't kill you if I obey..."
said Blue Eagle, but the muzzle was always aimed at his forehead.
"Do you want to... Do? "
In the right pocket..." the
man tentatively reached over and pulled out a badge in Blue Eagle's pocket.
Insignia of military personnel.
"Pin, get it down..."
He didn't dare to ask more, and quickly took the pin off the back of the badge with a knife and handed it to Blue Eagle.
Blue Eagle did not answer, said one word:
"Sewing..." Under
the bright moonlight, the weak Blue Eagle put a gun on the pirate's brain, but the pirate gentleman could only be like a little daughter-in-law, trembling with a pin to tie the silk thread removed from his clothes, and stitch the wound for the man in front of him!
No antibiotics, no anesthetics, no disinfectant water and no medical cotton!
Suturing the wound in this environment entails a great risk of infection, but he has no choice!
The severe pain continued to torment Blue Eagle's nerves, but his will was like steel, and he never said a word, and the muzzle never left the opponent's head.
It was sewn well, and although the stitches were messy, it was still sewn tightly.
Blue Eagle was satisfied:
"What's your name?"
"Are
you a drug dealer or a pirate?"
"Put... Let me go..."
Blue Eagle understood that there might be only two of them on this island now, he was seriously injured, and perhaps he could only survive by relying on this person.
"Well, whether you're a pirate or a drug dealer, give you a chance and be a good person."
"
Is there water?"
"There is..."
The man nodded, and returned to the boat step by step, took out a kettle in the boat, and returned after a while.
He handed the kettle to Blue Eagle, who smiled kindly: "You take a sip first."
Sanvi suddenly became nervous.
Blue Eagle raised the gun again: "Drink..."
Sanvi's hands on those kettles were still shaking, and he slowly put the spout to his lips.
Blue Eagle understood, and he sighed: "The opportunity is for you, but you are not useful!" "
After that, pull the trigger!
The bullet hit the center of the eyebrow, and Sanvi fell.
Blue Eagle sighed!
Oh, yes.
Such a person, if he is given the slightest chance, he will try his best to kill you!
Just now, Sanvi had poisoned the kettle.
But the wound is sutured, the harm is cleared, but on such an island, how long can he live?
He didn't know, he was too tired.
Close your eyes and soon fall asleep again!
When I woke up again, it was noon the next day.
The sun makes the sand hot, and the hot air makes the surface look a little distorted.
Blue Eagle licked his chapped lips and began to check the supplies, unfortunately, the emergency kit could not be found.
Gritting his teeth, he stood up and walked to the side of their boat, only to find half a box of bottles of mineral water and a few tubes of biscuits inside.
He smiled!
When the pirates go to sea, they should bring some supplies, and the materials in it, with a small pirate, should not have a chance to poison!
He unscrewed the bottle, gulped down a whole bottle of water, and sat there thinking about his next move.
On which island is it now?
I don't know!
Because this is not the place where he crashed!
But it shouldn't be too far from the point of the accident.
Otherwise, the island would not be controlled by Southeast Asians, pirates or drug dealers?
Blue Eagle looked at the attire of the corpses and couldn't see it.
But are those people's partners on this island?
If you heard the gunshots, you should have come over a long time ago.
But it's better to be careful in everything, now once he is found again, he will be in big trouble.
Look at the ship oil, it can't drive too far.
He quickly grabbed a few bottles of water, brought a few tubes of biscuits, and then covered his stomach and went into the jungle!
He found a shrub on the hillside, which was thick and covered with thorns, but it could both block the sun and was very well hidden, and even if someone came, he might not be found in a short time.
But he could see the beach and the sea through a little gap.
As for the mosquitoes, he chewed some grass juice and smeared it on his body, burying half of his body in the soil.
He needs time to rest so that his body can recover as soon as possible.
He spent the next two days here, with five bodies on the beach emitting a stench, but no figure was seen.
Blue Eagle pinched his nose and ventured back to the beach, retrieving the remaining biscuits and fresh water, ready to get out of here in two more days.
On the third day, people came!
But it doesn't seem to be a gang.
These people all spoke Chinese, and he faintly heard it.
"I grass, what's the situation?"
At the head was a middle-aged man, about forty years old, with large sunglasses and a beard.
He wore an open gray short-sleeved shirt, revealing a tiger tattooed on his chest, camouflage pants, large leather shoes, and a visible scar on his face.
Burly and strong, with a bit of a mercenary feeling.
Others were also in civilian clothes, and some were carrying guns.
A lean and capable man examined the body and walked over: "It's from the monkey's side, what should I do with Brother Tiger?"
"What else can I do, hurry up and throw it into the sea, don't delay our business!"
"Listen to Brother Tiger, throw it into the sea!"
Several of the other men reluctantly threw a few stinking men into the sea, and the bearded man leaned on the side of the ship and hugged his shoulder in thought.
"Brother Tiger, who killed this?"
The bearded man rolled up a drop of blood on the side of the ship, sniffed, and then rubbed it on his brother's clothes very rudely: "Hmph, who I don't know, but I know, this guy is injured, and he is still on the island, first arrest him, and then solve our brother's personal problems when he turns back!"
Then, he looked up and looked in the direction of the blue eagle.
"What's wrong, Brother Tiger?"
"Nothing!" He looked at his watch: "Let me go into the mountains to find someone, and come back here in two hours!" "
Yes!"
Blue Eagle's heart twitched, he was wondering if to change places.
But the wound is still far from healing, and it won't last long.
Or, shoot directly and kill this bearded man?