Lin Gao Qiming

Chapter 62

Guo Yi fell on the ground full of rocks with a tiger pounce, his chest was hit by the stone, and he almost lost his breath.The potential of a person to burst out in a critical moment is still amazing. After turning over several times in a row, he climbed to the side of a big rock. In less than a minute, he had caught a glimpse of Selina who seemed to be hit by an arrow and fell to the ground motionless up.

Xue Ziliang's reaction was faster than his, probably because he was tall and big, and the target was obvious, most of the arrows were aimed at him, and four or five were hit in an instant, Guo Yi saw him lying on the ground like a fish, surrounded by pebbles Swimming quickly on the ground, he swung the backpack off his back with one hand, and grabbed Selina's backpack strap with the other, dragging her over.Yujian still couldn't stop saying hello to this side, but her aim was far off.

"Guo, shoot!" Xue Ziliang howled while pulling people away.Guo Yi was shocked by the distorted muscles on his face. After all, he is a person who sits in an office all year round. In the chaos, I didn't know how many shots were fired, and screams of pain came from the grass in an instant.

Taking advantage of this gap, Xue Ziliang had already pulled Sarina onto his back, and started to run, Guo Yi hurriedly followed. In a panic, he felt that his body was pushed from behind, about He was hit by an arrow, but he didn't dare to look at it at all.

More than a dozen people sprang out from the nearby woods and wild grass, and rushed towards them fiercely, holding white wooden sticks six to seven feet long, and beat them indiscriminately.Guo Yi was caught off guard and took many sticks on his body. Fortunately, the backpack blocked a lot of force for him.He fired two shots in a row and knocked one down before driving the others back.

"Go forward!" Xue Ziliang roared, and picked up a white wooden stick that fell on the ground - the owner of the stick was dressed strangely and was writhing and moaning on the ground in pain.Although he was carrying a person on his back, he had great self-sustainability and did not panic. The few arrows he hit just now were either blocked by the body armor or missed the point.At this time, he knew that there was absolutely no way out by turning over and running back, and the only way to break through was to charge forward.

Guo Yi had been hit on the head just now, and now he was dizzy, and what was worse, the pistol that had been emptied of bullets also dropped in the confusion.But when he saw a man in green shirt, holding a long knife, directing the crowd to block and chase him, he suddenly cheered up, roared, and ran straight towards him.Seeing him coming, the man didn't dodge, and waved his knife to meet him.At this moment, Guo Yi's head thumped—is this an ancient costume drama? !The visitor clearly had his hair in a bun and was wearing a long gown. While hesitating, the other party's knife had already slashed towards him, hitting his shoulder blade. The pain caused him to almost let go of the wooden stick, and several people around also rushed over and pointed at him with white wooden sticks. After being beaten, Guo Yi fell to the ground, protecting his head with all his might, while waving a wooden stick to resist, his mind was as clear as a mirror in the panic - he was about to be beaten to death by these people!In desperation, I suddenly heard a roar like a thunderbolt:

"son of bitch!"

The head of a guy in front of Xiao Guo suddenly opened in front of his eyes, brains, blood and bone fragments flew out together, spraying him all over, the scene of flying red and white was something he could still remember decades later still fresh.

Xue Ziliang, who had already run for a while, saw that his companion was trapped, so he quickly put down Selina and came back again. He attacked a person from behind with a stick and smashed one person's head. Seeing the fierceness of the person coming, the people next to him panicked for a moment. Taking advantage of this moment, Guo Yi scrambled and rushed over.

However, the kicker did not run away. Hearing someone yelling in unknown words, more than a dozen people gathered and rushed over again. Xue Ziliang was chased because he wanted to carry Sarina on his back. When he came up, he was hit by a few sticks, but they all hit Selina. The woman yelled, and blood spurted out of her mouth, splashing Xue Ziliang's face.

Guo Yi saw that Xue Ziliang was burdened by carrying people on his back, and was about to be knocked down. He didn't care about the pain on his body, so he quickly waved his sticks and came back to stop him. The few people in front beat him like raindrops with white wooden sticks covering their heads.Facing life and death at this moment, Guo Yi waved his stick like crazy, forcing the opponent back several steps abruptly.

At this time, he calmed down a little, seeing that the other party was a haggard person, their height and body were a size smaller than them, and his courage came up again.Seeing that they were wielding their sticks in a disorderly manner, just smashing them open and wide, he stood still and used the bayonet technique he learned from the instructor during the military training. , although the wooden stick has no tip, but this full blow smashed the opponent's chin and bridge of nose. The man screamed and fell to the ground, covering his face and rolling all over the ground, wailing again and again.

While shouting something, the man in green shirt charged forward at the head of the pack, and stabbed him face to face.Guo Yi turned sideways, and with a "anti-left attack", the end of the stick slammed into the face of the green-clothed man fiercely. In an instant, with a scream, a black and white eyeball flew out.

The dozens of people who attacked them saw that he was covered in blood and had a hideous face.Knocking down the leader with a stick, he felt timid in his heart, and dragged the man in green shirt away with a whistling sound.Many years later, people in this area still vividly narrated how Guo Yi and Xue Ziliang fought with one against ten, and beat their opponents to flee with two whistle sticks.

"Good job! Guo, you are Bruce Lee!" (Note: Bruce Lee's English name.)

Guo Yi waved his hand weakly, 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 to walk around the Naihe Bridge.At this moment, my mind was relaxed, my whole body hurt, my face was wet, and it was blood when I touched it, and I didn't know if it was my own or that group of inexplicable guys.

"Guo, let's go, this group of people may come back!" Xue Ziliang greeted.

"I have to check the situation!" Guo Yi said, using a stick as a crutch, and limped towards the fallen corpses. He wanted to search this group of strange characters, and also see if he could find the pistol. return.

After walking another kilometer on the road again, several people couldn't take it anymore. The pain on their bodies was getting worse and worse, and they didn't find anyone following them. They decided to hide and rest for a while to bandage their wounds before thinking about what to do next.The river ahead turned a big bend, forming a rocky beach, and the river poured and galloped among the stones, making a sound like thunder.So I found a secluded place by the river. Here is a grotto in the rocky pile on the river bank, surrounded by tall grass and dense forest, so it is difficult for others to find it.

Xue Ziliang brought clean water from the river with a rubber water bag, washed away the blood and inspected the wound.Although he was hit by an arrow like a hedgehog, it didn't actually touch the flesh. Most of the arrows hit the backpack, and the rest were blocked by the bulletproof vest.Except for some abrasions on the face and hands when rolling on the ground, there were no wounds.The stick on the body is the least.

Guo Yi was also hit by several arrows. Fortunately, he put on the stab-proof vest as soon as he set off. Only one arrow hit his arm. Shallow, just pull it out a little bit.Xue Ziliang looked at the rusty arrowhead, shook his head repeatedly, and disinfected him with the disinfectant in the first aid kit.

"Guo, you need a tetanus injection." He said, "Although the wound is not deep, this arrow..."

"I know, there's nothing I can do now..." Guo Yi was out of shape at this time, and his whole body ached.It wasn't just tetanus, he had a cut on his head, and logically the wound should be stitched up, so he had to clean, disinfect and bandage it first. I can't even lift it up, I don't know if I hurt my muscles and bones.He received many sticks on his body again, and he was deeply afraid that he might have broken bones or suffered internal injuries, but fortunately, there was no abnormality along the way.

In contrast, Selina's situation is not ideal.She was hit by an arrow and hurt her leg. Fortunately, the knee pads blocked it, so it didn't penetrate deep into the flesh.But when she ran with Xue Zi on her back, she actually served as a meat shield, and she was hit with a few sticks on her back, which seemed to have suffered some internal injuries.The problem is that she has a fever.Probably caused by a cold.There was anti-fever medicine in the first aid kit, Xue Ziliang dissolved it with water and fed her to eat it.

It was raining lightly outside, and the grotto was very small. Selina was lying down, and their legs were all outside. Xue Ziliang dug out a tarp from his backpack and covered each of them with a tarp.

Guo Yi's head hurts, and his heart is even more chaotic.The bitter struggle just now brought him other troubles besides the matter of life and death.Regardless of their clothes or appearance, these people are all images of ancient people. At first, he was skeptical, and pulled the dead man's hair bun, and found that it was real, not a headgear. The clothes and weapons he wore couldn’t be props for shooting TV—the knife on the collar was a real iron guy, not a machine-made steel knife.

There was nothing on the dead men, except for some copper coins and odds and ends.Xiao Guo took it out and looked at it for a long time, and roughly saw that it was "Tianqi Tongbao". What year is the apocalypse?He didn't remember, but he remembered that Tianqi was Chongzhen's elder brother, the penultimate emperor of Ming Dynasty.Nearly every dead man carried a small pouch containing a bent sheet of iron, a stone, and loose cottony grass.Guo Yi studied it upside down for a long time, but couldn't figure out what it was.

"This is the fire sickle." Xue Ziliang leaned over.

"what?"

"Fire sickle." He pulled the waterproof cloth, "You are still Chinese, this is the tool your ancestors used to make fire."

"Damn, your ancestors were also Chinese..." Guo Yi cursed and asked, "How do you know?"

"There are exhibits in the Metropolitan Museum of New York. I've seen them. Look—" Xue Ziliang took the scythe and the small stone, held the flint with his left hand and pressed the tinder between the flint and his fingers, held the scythe with his right hand, and turned the blade Aim at the flint and hit it hard, and many sparks burst out from the collision. "I haven't practiced it. The people in the museum demonstration can attract the sparks to the tinder a few times. It's amazing."

Guo Yi only felt a chill rising from his back.

(End of this chapter)