Battlefield Contract Worker

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"It's really good luck. Seeing how you stumbled, I'll sweat it out for you." Snake Eyes whispered.

Lin Rui waved to the distance, then picked up the weapon on the ground and turned to run forward. He ran a few steps in a row, and immediately shoveled a shovel and threw himself beside Guns and Roses. "Boss, you're injured." Rose frowned, "It doesn't look like you're injured lightly."

"It just looks ugly, but it's not as serious as I imagined." Lin Rui looked down at the injury on his arm, "It hurts, but it's just a superficial wound. The bullet hit me after it shot through the wall. It is estimated that the bullet hit me when it hit. It's already rolling and ripping through a large piece of skin, but no nerve damage."

"God, this wound looks like a knife has been slashed." Guns lifted him up, "Let's go, we should retreat."

"Okay, leave this area open to disperse their forces. The right side of our town is close. There is a residential area, and the terrain is complicated enough for us to drag it until it gets dark." Lin Rui said in a low voice.

Gun Gun nodded, and after a while of suppressing shooting with Rose, they retreated with Lin Rui. This time their retreat was safe, and no mercenaries caught up, because Crazy Horse and Biscuits rushed over. They continued to suppress the opponent's retreat with firepower, which had a very good effect.

Lin Rui and others retreated to the residential area. The low and dense houses gave them relatively more cover. Ambush here is enough to stop the opponent's footsteps. Those mercenaries also understood this and did not risk their lives to rush forward.

The o2 players could also take advantage of this time to take a breather. "Everyone organizes their weapons and ammunition, and those who are injured take the time to treat their wounds. It's already dark, so get your night vision equipment ready." Lin Rui kept walking around, checking the conditions of his brothers. "Lincoln, how is Group B?"

"There is no increase in casualties, but the ammunition consumption is very high. We don't have much ammunition left. Just now I went out with a few brothers and brought back all the ammunition and weapons we could find. These should be able to last until tomorrow. Day," Lincoln replied. "Oh, man, take care of your wound. Your wound is bigger than a russian's mouth."

Lin Rui nodded and stretched out his hand. Lincoln pulled out a dagger and cut off Lin Rui's sleeve. There was flesh and blood on the sleeves, almost soaked with blood.

Lincoln checked his wound, shook his head, and said, "It's good luck, if the bullet is pointed directly, your arm will be useless. Although the wound is ugly now, at least there is not much damage. But the scar is It's definitely inevitable."

Lin Rui bit a half cigarette in his mouth, "If you can't die, just find someone to sew it up for me."

"It can't be sutured, and a large piece of the skin has been peeled off. Even if it goes to a big hospital, it can't be sutured, and a skin graft has to be done. Damn, your wound is still bleeding." Lincoln shook his head.

Lin Rui reached out and pulled out the dagger, opened the wound with the dagger and looked at it. He took out a bullet in silence, and with Sergey's lockpicking tool, a pair of small pliers, removed the bullet and poured gunpowder over the edge of the wound. Lincoln was surprised, "You don't really want to do this, do you? I have seen this method of stopping bleeding in the manual of the British Air Force Secret Service sas, but I have never seen anyone use it like this."

He understood that Lin Rui wanted to burn his mouth with gunpowder. The effect of this is to use high temperature to seal the subcutaneous blood vessels around the wound to stop bleeding urgently. In the case that the wound cannot be sutured, this is also a no-brainer. After cleaning the wound, the gunpowder sprinkled with bullets is ignited, which can play the role of emergency disinfection and sealing of the wound. The gunpowder of the bullet burns fast and has a high temperature, which can be disinfected without causing burns.

"Nonsense, the logistics support of your Yankees is there, where can you use such a method. I am an American soldier, and I will go to the rear hospital early for this injury. I am going to get a Purple Heart." Lin Rui said with a smile.

The Purple Heart is awarded by the U.S. military to soldiers who are wounded in combat for mission reasons. Lin Rui also specially ridiculed Lincoln, the American soldier. Lincoln hesitated, "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Ignite the fire, stop talking nonsense, the gunpowder is about to tide in a while." Lin Rui whispered.

"It's crazy." Lincoln shook his head and lit the gunpowder. A burst of fire, mixed with the smell of gunpowder and burnt flesh. Lin Rui was trembling all over, his face was covered in sweat, and his eyes were bloodshot. But he refrained from making a sound, only heavy breathing.

"Are you all right?" Lincoln quickly helped him up.

"Nonsense, try it like this and see if you'll be all right." Lin Rui said through baring his teeth. "But what do you think of me, yelling like a coward?"

"It's okay to yell if you feel better. By the way, Rick, how do you describe pain in Chinese?" Lincoln frowned.

Lin Rui glanced at him and said, "Why don't you ask this?"

"I'm just thinking, if one day I get hurt, I don't want to be seen as a coward. Maybe I can shout pain in Chinese. No one can understand it anyway." Lincoln smiled bitterly. "I But not as tolerant as you."

Lin Rui looked at him and pondered, "Okay, one day you were injured, and if you couldn't help it, just shout out - this is sour!"

"Is this sour?" Lincoln hesitated. "Is that how pain is called in Chinese?"

"That's right, and you have to shout fiercely. Roaring from the heart, look at my mouth shape - ah! This is sour!!! It means, my mother hurts!" Lin Rui shrugged, "I feel How about it?"

Lincoln hesitated for a moment. "It seems to be very enjoyable, and others don't understand it."

"Yes man, this is cool! Chinese is an ancient culture, just like many foreigners have Chinese tattooed on their arms or chests. It looks tall and tall. When you are injured, you use Chinese to shout pain, then It's so manly." Lin Rui patted Lincoln's shoulder solemnly.

"I think you're right~www.readwn.com~ This is sour!!! It's very imposing, man. It's a man! It's not a **** to say this when you're hurt, it's just like The male lead in a Western." Lincoln muttered to himself, reviewing the newly learned Chinese. While wrapping Lin Rui's wound with gauze.

Lin Rui stood up while covering his wound, "Where's the actuary, bring the shore to me."

"Come on." Jiang An was also disheartened, and he got out from the corner of the wall.

"What's going on at Cobain?" Lin Rui frowned.

"He can't help much in this situation. His role is mainly reflected in information and intelligence, as well as command and coordination during team operations. We have nothing and no backup right now. Cobain is also able to help. I'm not busy. But the good news is that it's getting dark. These mercenaries shouldn't attack again." Jiangan said in a low voice.

"Let's go, check the surrounding defensive deployment with me again. Don't have any problems. After it's all dark, it's time for us to fight back." Lin Rui gritted his teeth.