Chapter 302: Lack of Strength

In Qin Fei's stunned sight, the hunter was like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, although he was shot, he still jumped up like a monkey and continued to desperately flee towards the opposite bank.

The hunter's body is really strong.

Looking at that thin figure, Qin Fei suddenly had another picture in his mind.

A small man who looks like a small officer, yelling at himself and his teammates: "Don't look at me thin!" I'm covered in muscles! ”

"......"

Qin Fei shook his head, he didn't have time to remember at this time, he had to make sure that the little hunter couldn't get out of this swamp!

The mud and water splashed behind the hunter and flung onto his shiny black back, glistening with an oily white light.

Boom –

The improvised bomb pack exploded about six metres above the ground, exploding a cloud of death fireworks over the heads of all the fleeing rebel soldiers.

Even in broad daylight, the effect is spectacular.

AS QIN FEI EXPECTED, THE GRENADE DETONATED THE C4, AND THE C4 EXPLODED AT THE SAME TIME AS THE 7.62MM BULLETS WERE SHATTERED, AND SOME DIRECTLY DETONATED THE PRIMER, AND THE WARHEADS AND SHRAPNEL FLEW EVERYWHERE IN THE AIR.

Even though the distance was more than three hundred meters, Qin Fei could still clearly hear the sound of bullets exploding in the air.

The rebels on the ground were cut down like leeks.

Several small holes appeared in the back of the little hunter who was fleeing for his life, shrapnel and bullets shot into his body, and the impact of the explosion pushed him down and plunged headlong into the water.

In the woods on the other side of the swamp, many rebel soldiers were frightened by the situation in front of them, and no one dared to enter the swamp, but only hid behind the trees and fired indiscriminately at the opposite bank.

The bullet pierced through the woods where Qin Fei was, and it rang out, but it didn't pose any threat to him.

Qin Fei didn't rush to evacuate, the little hunter left too deep an impression on himself, this is simply a police dog with human thinking and strict training, he doesn't die, Qin Fei doesn't feel at ease.

A few minutes later, the hunter really appeared in Qin Fei's sight again.

He had a few bullet holes in his back, blood was dripping, and his short body staggered, struggling to flee to the other side.

Qin Fei's crosshair and notch once again caught the hunter.

Woohoo –

Woohoo –

Two short shots, very rhythmic.

A bullet hole appeared in the back of the neck of the little hunter, and blood splattered.

This time, Qin Fei didn't wait to see if this guy could stand up for the third time, even if he could still live, I am afraid that he would never be a hunter again for the rest of his life.

Putting away the gun, Qin Fei burrowed into the jungle and disappeared into the depths of the dark jungle.

After running wildly in the direction of Port Loko for almost two hours, no enemy was encountered, and no one seemed to be seen catching up.

Qin Fei gasped, found a tree and sat down slowly, and suddenly began to vomit in a big gulp, but nothing came out.

After wiping the mud and sweat on his face, and checking the equipment and ammunition, Qin Fei really put his mind at ease.

It seems that the hunter is really dead, and the rebel soldiers have lost the courage and conditions to continue the pursuit of themselves, and today is really a lucky day. The team of five dealt with more than 300 people, and he had to ask hundreds of people to track him down.

Although he was covered in bruises, he was immortal, and he was already favored by God.

At this time, Qin Fei revisited the stench on his body. The stench on the hippopotamus corpse was still sticking to his body, but Qin Fei didn't have time to think about this kind of thing, he had to run as far as he could while the sky was not completely dark.

Taking out the map, Qin Fei rechecked his position.

However, he suddenly found that he was not in good health.

He had some chills, but above his head was hot, like a fire, his lips were chapped and chapped, and the mucus in his throat was like all-purpose glue, and even he couldn't cough out a mouthful of phlegm even when he coughed desperately.

Apparently it was the result of being injured and then going into the water, then losing blood and then fleeing excessively.

Just now, due to the high level of tension, I didn't notice it, but now once the person relaxes, all the discomfort is like a beast that has been eyeing it, and all of it pounces.

After reading the map, Qin Fei found that he had run nearly 8 kilometers in the two hours just now.

But there are still about twelve kilometers away from the port of Loko, stop, it is absolutely not okay, you must run, otherwise you will be too late, Lao Yu and others will leave the port of Loko according to the plan, and their physical condition is estimated to die there.

Qin Fei thought about it and decided to find something to eat first.

He walked around and found that his good fortune seemed to run out.

There are no bamboos here, and there are no edible plants, some plants have never even been seen by Qin Fei, they don't know the bottom line, and they don't dare to stuff them into their mouths indiscriminately, otherwise they will really hang here if they are poisoned.

The sky was gradually darkening, and there was really not much time left for Qin Fei.

Before eight o'clock in the evening, he had to feel that the port of Loko was already a quarter past five, and there were only more than two hours, and at the speed just now, he could still reach the port of Loko.

Due to the signal shielding of the jungle, the radio headset has not been able to contact the old fish and them, and Qin Fei feels that the distance between himself and the old fish is estimated to be shortened to within five kilometers before receiving the signal.

Once you receive the signal, you can notify the old fish that it is safe and let them come to you.

In the end, although Qin Fei didn't find food, he finally found a nest of water.

IT IS NOT SO MUCH A PUDDLE OF WATER AS A SMALL PUDDLE, LESS THAN 10 CM DEEP, AND IT IS ESTIMATED THAT THE RAINDROPS ON THE TREES GATHER TOGETHER TO DRIP WHEN IT RAINS, AND THE WATER IS VERY TURBID, AND THERE ARE ALL KINDS OF INSECTS FLYING ON IT.

Drink? Still not drinking?

Qin Fei almost just hesitated, and he had already made up his mind in an instant - drink!

If you don't drink it, you will die, and if you drink it, you may be able to hold on for a while, and there is still hope for life.

He untied the tactical scarf around his neck, summoned some sand of different thicknesses around him, then made a fire, burned some small branches, and when it was almost time to throw the carbonized small branches into the sand and crumple them together, wrapped them in a tactical scarf, and tied them with paratrooper ropes, after which he took out the broken bottle of disinfectant, cut it large with the opening on it, and put the "sandbag" made of the tactical scarf on it.

Then take the water in your hand and carefully pour it over this special sandbag.

The water seeped into the sandbag, and after a while, it slowly seeped out from the bottom, and when the bottle was full, Qin Fei would repeat the same process again.

After filtering it three times, Qin Fei picked up the bottle of hard-won water and put it under his nostrils and sniffed it, although there was an indescribable strange smell, Qin Fei drank it clean as soon as he closed his eyes.

This smelly water seeps into the throat, but it is sweeter than any elixir.

Qin Fei leaned against the stump, and a similar picture appeared in his mind......

Jungle, gunshots, rainy nights, tracking......

He was almost certain that he must have experienced the same thing before.