Zhao Ziyang, who was rescued by the little wild cat, woke up faintly, opened his eyes and saw that he was in a mountain forest. There were a pile of branches under him, and he was covered with a blanket. There was nothing around except trees and rocks.

Slowly sitting up, Zhao Ziyang felt a tingling sensation coming from the wound, and couldn't help but touch the wound. Just when he touched it, his blood-stained face was stunned for a moment: the wound was touched, but the wound was almost healed.

"Hey." The little wild cat's voice came from above, calling Zhao Ziyang.

Zhao Ziyang looked up when he heard the sound and saw the little wild cat lying on the fork of a tree chewing an apple.

"Apples grow on this tree?" Zhao Ziyang opened his mouth and spat out such a sentence.

"Guess, hehe..." The little wild cat chuckled, turned over and jumped down from the tree.

Do you need to guess? There are definitely no apples growing on such a tree. Zhao Ziyang, who had just woken up, was dizzy. When he saw the little wild cat chewing apples, this thought came to his mind. But this is also very normal. People are weak.

Sometimes illogical thoughts will come up, and then the thoughts will be expressed through words and deeds.

"Where are we?" Zhao Ziyang asked the little wild cat.

The little wild cat didn't speak. It put its hands behind its back and pouted, staring at Zhao Ziyang with its eyes wide open, as if it wanted something.

"Oh, thank you for saving me." Zhao Ziyang realized that he hadn't thanked anyone yet, so he quickly expressed his sincere gratitude.

"That's pretty much it." The little wild cat muttered, took out an apple and handed it to Zhao Ziyang and said, "Here you go."

Zhao Ziyang shook his head and rejected the kindness of the little wild cat. Now he was worried about An Qier, not knowing whether Angel could escape smoothly.

"If you don't eat it, no apples will grow on this tree, hum!" The little wild cat glared at Zhao Ziyang, took a bite of the apple and said vaguely: "This is..."

"Where?" Zhao Ziyang stretched his neck.

"I don't know where this is either."

Zhao Ziyang stretched his neck and was speechless for a while, then stood up from the ground. But as soon as he stood up, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, mixed with the itching of the wound, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

As soon as this feeling came over him, he immediately realized that the bullet that had been shot into his body had not been taken out.

"You, you didn't help me take out the warhead?" Zhao Ziyang covered the wound and asked the little wild cat again with his neck stretched out.

"Why should I get a warhead for you?" The little wild cat said very strangely: "Besides, I don't know how to get a warhead."

"But aren't you very powerful?"

"Who said that if you are good at martial arts, you have to be able to take out warheads?"

"..."

After staring at each other for a while, Zhao Ziyang chose to admit defeat, pulled out his saber and cut open the clothes on his chest to find the wound.

"Little Wildcat, go to the trunk of the car and help me get medical alcohol. I want to take out the warhead." Zhao Ziyang said to the Little Wildcat while observing the wound.

It should have only been about twelve hours from last night to now, but the wound seemed to have been recuperating for a week. The burst flesh had grown together, and the bright red tender flesh was exposed, and there were bursts of itching.

The wound has healed, but the bullet and gunpowder residue have not been removed. If they remain in the body, they will gradually fester, and eventually they will fester from the inside out.

"The car was abandoned." The little wild cat said nonchalantly.

"Then help me find some water, I want to clean the wound."

"No, only apples." The little wild cat threw away the apple core and took out another apple.

"Forget it." Zhao Ziyang shook his head. He didn't expect this girl to help him more. He had to rely on himself.

Zhao Ziyang took out a small military flask, shook it in his hand, and nodded. There was still more than half a flask of white wine in it, which was barely enough.

The shot was in the left chest. Judging from the wound and the location of the pain, the bullet should have hit the edge of the heart. It can be said to be a great blessing in misfortune. While escaping death, I had to face the problem of taking out the bullet by myself.

situation.

The tip of the knife was gently placed on the wound. Zhao Ziyang gritted his teeth and stabbed in with the tip of the knife.

A stream of blood flowed out from the wound, and the saber broke through the muscle fibers that had grown together and plunged straight into the depth of the wound.

"Hmm!..." Zhao Ziyang gritted his teeth, making a painful sound from his throat, and a large amount of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Seeing the blood flowing on Zhao Ziyang's chest and his painful appearance, the little wild cat couldn't bear it, but he remained extremely calm.

The saber was halfway inserted, and Zhao Ziyang gave up on continuing. The unbearable pain made his right hand begin to tremble. He was not sure whether he would accidentally make a small cut in his heart.

It was a good thing that the wound healed too quickly, but now it became a bad thing. The muscle of the wound where the bullet passed through grew, making it impossible for him to complete the task of removing the bullet.

"Uh..." A groan came from Zhao Ziyang's mouth. He pulled out his sword and removed the muscles stained with gunpowder.

This series of work was all completed in the little wild cat's wide-open eyes. The little wild cat was stunned, looking at Zhao Ziyang's painful expression.

"Ah!..." Zhao Ziyang finally poured the white wine on the wound and screamed in pain. The high-strength white wine prepared by Omo for him instantly burned the nerves in his body through the wound, causing his whole body to twitch slightly.

"Huhu..." After doing all this, Zhao Ziyang lay down heavily on the ground and exhaled loudly, letting the blood from the wound seep out little by little.

He had no intention of bandaging at all. Now his physical condition is very strange, and the wound recovery speed is astonishing. Linghu has been studying this, but has never found out what happened. He can only attribute it to the piece he took.

leaves.

The blood from the wound flowed slowly for a while and then solidified on its own. The wound began to heal quickly again, forming a scar in a short period of time.

That's all we can do if we can't remove the warhead. The first priority now is to find Angel and his teammates. If the estimate is correct, Angel will definitely flee to the Taliban station, which is the safest place.

"Little wild cat." Zhao Ziyang called the little wild cat and casually cut off a piece of camouflage cloth with a saber to wrap the wound.

"Ah?" the little wild cat responded with its mouth wide open.

"Where did you throw the car?" Zhao Ziyang asked the little wild cat while holding his soldier card.

The Humvee has a radio, and he will try to use the radio to contact Seth at the base, and then locate all members. Everyone has a positioning system in their soldier card, so that no matter what kind of mission they perform or what kind of danger they encounter, they can locate the position.

People can be quickly found through satellites to facilitate support and rescue.

"Throw it to..." The little wild cat pointed in four directions with a confused look on his face and said, "Probably, it's probably in that direction..."

Facing the confusion shown by the little wild cat, Zhao Ziyang had a helpless look on his face, but he felt wary in his heart.

How could a person who knew that the US military would attack them, a person with super powerful traditional Chinese martial arts, and a girl in her twenties, be so confused? Besides, she was in Afghanistan, which is enough to show the other party's insecurities.

Simple.

It's just that I still can't figure out who this girl is. Could it be that she was sent by the country to keep an eye on me? It's impossible. I'm not so charming that the country sent a special agent to keep an eye on me.

If we rule out this possibility, the appearance of this girl is a mystery. But no matter what, the other party saved him. Since he saved him, it means there is no malice. But while there is no malice, I am afraid there is no good intention.

Zhao Ziyang would not show these things on his face. After a big turn, his emotions were even deeper than before.

"Don't worry about the car." Zhao Ziyang straightened his back and gently turned his arms to make sure that the impact of the warhead in his body was not too great. Then he raised his head to determine the direction.

When you are in a mountainous forest, with the sun hanging overhead, it is easy to determine the direction of north and south through the tree crowns.

This is a mountainous terrain. There is only one place near Grishk where this kind of terrain can appear: the Helmand River Basin.

The Helmand River is located in the west of Grishk. The entire river flows from northeast to southwest. It originates from the Sersel Qubaba Mountain in Afghanistan and continues into Iran.

From Grishk to the south, the river runs along the southern desert, with abundant water sources, creating Afghanistan's impenetrable mountainous forest zone.

"Little Wildcat, are you driving south or north?" Zhao Ziyang asked the Little Wildcat, but immediately changed the question: "Have you seen a desert or a river?"

"I saw the big river, but I didn't see the desert." The little wild cat knew this very well, so he answered quite happily.

Zhao Ziyang nodded. He roughly knew where he was. If the deviation was not too big, the little wildcat drove him to the north of Grishk. The formed road here has disappeared and it is in the area where Taliban militants are active.

The Taliban controls most of the mountainous terrain in Afghanistan. Controlling the mountainous terrain means controlling most of Afghanistan. The war in Afghanistan launched by Russia ended in failure because it could not conquer the mountainous forests here. The United States will still deploy this

An old road.

Under the depth of the ravine, the US military did not have that many troops to complete the occupation. The most important point was that the mountainous terrain here was unfamiliar to them, as terrifying as the jungles of Vietnam.

"Let's go." Zhao Ziyang waved to the little wild cat, put away his sword and strode towards the depths of the mountain forest to the north.

"Hey, where are you going?" the little wild cat shouted to Zhao Ziyang loudly.

"Looking for the Taliban." Zhao Ziyang strode forward without looking back.

The best way at this time is to find the Taliban armed forces, then find Angel through the Taliban armed forces, get in touch with the base, and try to gather the separated team members.

Zhao Ziyang knew that his idea was good, but the actual situation might be very, very bad.

The base may have been razed to the ground, and there may no longer be any Lurker survivors to be found. But he still firmly believes that Lurker members are not easy to die. The battlefield survivability of these guys is better than that of any special forces soldier.

Stronger because they have experienced too many life and death tests and each has their own survival skills. Zhao Ziyang, who was rescued by the little wild cat, woke up faintly, opened his eyes and saw that he was in the forest. There were a bunch of branches under him.

, covered with a blanket, surrounded by nothing but trees and rocks.

Slowly sitting up, Zhao Ziyang felt a tingling sensation coming from the wound, and couldn't help but touch the wound. Just when he touched it, his blood-stained face was stunned for a moment: the wound was touched, but the wound was almost healed.

"Hey." The little wild cat's voice came from above, calling Zhao Ziyang.

Zhao Ziyang looked up when he heard the sound and saw the little wild cat lying on the fork of a tree chewing an apple.

"Apples grow on this tree?" Zhao Ziyang opened his mouth and spat out such a sentence.

"Guess, hehe..." The little wild cat chuckled, turned over and jumped down from the tree.

Do you need to guess? There are definitely no apples growing on such a tree. Zhao Ziyang, who had just woken up, was dizzy. When he saw the little wild cat chewing apples, this thought came to his mind. But this is also very normal. People are weak.

Sometimes illogical thoughts will come up, and then the thoughts will be expressed through words and deeds.

"Where are we?" Zhao Ziyang asked the little wild cat.

The little wild cat didn't speak. It put its hands behind its back and pouted, staring at Zhao Ziyang with its eyes wide open, as if it wanted something.
To be continued...