Rebirth of the Red Makeup in the Military Camp

That's why she kicked the tree trunk and successfully gained some force, which caused Eric to see the sumac falling in an arc into the center of the river!

Watching someone fall into the river right under their noses, Eric was so angry that he almost couldn't catch his breath and yelled angrily.

"A bunch of rubbish! Beat them now!"

Suddenly, Su Mu, who had already sunk into the river, felt the firepower from above become stronger. She opened her eyes and tried hard to control her body to dodge the bullets shot into the river!

"Puff..." But the bullets were too dense and her movements were greatly restricted in the river, so she was still shot.

The pain in his thigh made Su Mu frown.

The bright red blood suddenly gushed out, merged into the deep river water, and floated to the surface.

Eric caught the red spot with his sharp eyes and shouted excitedly, "Quick! Shoot around that area!"

Dense bullets continued to shoot into the river, and even though she moved away from there as soon as she was injured, she still had several scratches on her body.

She could even feel pain in several places on her face.

She followed the direction of the river, increased her strength and swam forward continuously, and finally... she was getting farther and farther away from the sound of gunfire!

Su Mu just held her breath and lay in the river, letting the water carry her far away. She would only float up to breathe a breath of fresh air occasionally when the water reached its limit.

Fortunately, I had specially trained in holding my breath in the South China Sea, otherwise I would have become a sitting duck!

She didn't know how long she had been in the river. She felt like she was about to get soaked before she was finally taken away from that area of ​​the canyon and came to a relatively flat section of the river!

Su Mu controlled his body and kept moving closer to the shore, gradually entering a reed marsh.

Pushing aside the reed roots in front of him, Su Mu supported himself on the bank with both hands, and with a strong push, he pulled himself up.

I looked around and saw that there was a small village not far to the south of the reed marsh.

There is a large paddy field between the reed marsh and the village, which is divided into many small squares by some thick wooden sticks, and many ridges are built in the middle for people to walk on!

At first glance, you can see the working mode of a traditional paddy field!

Su Mu was hesitating. She didn't know whether she should go there or not. This was not her home country, and certainly not the place with the simple and enthusiastic farmers of China!

But the gunshot wound on his leg, the pain in his shoulder joint, and the pain coming from his face and other parts of his body forced Sumu to stand up and slowly walk out of the reed marsh.

Head towards the village.

The only thing we can do now is to take a gamble!

Sumu walked out of the reed marsh with heavy steps, walked along the ridges of the fields, and slowly came to the front of the village.

When she got closer, Sumu realized that the village was located in an area with crisscrossing rivers. There was no other reason for her to encounter a 50-centimeter-wide river almost every five steps she took.

Some go straight, while others intersect with other rivers. If you look from the sky, it looks like a picture of waterways running through it!

The houses in the village are built on stilts, with a hollow platform built with wood to allow the river below to flow through.

Then use the platform as the foundation to build wooden houses!

Su Mu couldn't help wondering, aren't stilt houses a characteristic building in southern China? How come they can be seen here?

Only after stepping across a waterway did Sumu truly step into the village.

"Hey! Who are you?" A little black girl asked loudly while leaning on the railing of the nearest stilt house.

The voice was a local dialect that Sumu had never heard before, so Sumu didn't understand it at all. He looked up and answered loudly in English, "Hello! Is your parents here?"

The little girl didn't answer, but ran into the room, and when she came out, a black man with a shovel followed her.

He stood there and looked at Su Mu's face carefully, as if thinking about something. He waved and shouted into the house, and a woman came out and brought the little girl in.

The man shouted loudly to the people in a stilt house next to him.

Hearing the sound, the men in the other stilt houses came out one after another and stood in front of the railings to talk. Su Mu didn't know what they were talking about.

Anyway, in the end, all the men came down from their houses with a shovel in their hands, and then all of them stood five meters in front of Su Mu, with vigilant looks on their faces!

She also noticed that a man said something and then ran away.

So Sumu was covered in wounds, with water dripping from his clothes, and five or six black men stood opposite Sumu with shovels in their hands.

Whenever Sumu wanted to take a step forward, those black people would look ferocious and shout loudly. Although Sumu could not understand what they said, he could tell from their expressions that they were not allowing him to move forward!

Helpless, Su Mu had to stand still.

She had hidden the sniper rifle in the reeds a long time ago. Although she still had some things on her that could hurt people, she had come to ask for help, so it was not easy for her to take action!

At the other end of the village, in a stilt house.

An old man in his sixties was sitting leisurely at a low table drinking tea, fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan in his hand.

"Sir! Sir!" A hurried voice came from outside the house.

The old man frowned his already gray eyebrows, as if he was very unhappy that the visitor had disturbed his interest in drinking tea.

"Come in!" The old man finally sighed and shouted outside the house.

The man strode in, bringing a gust of hot wind with an anxious expression.

Seeing the flustered look of the visitor, the old man greeted him and then stroked his beard and asked, "What's the matter?"

The visitor opened his mouth and gestured with his hands...

Sumu stood at the entrance of the village for about ten minutes, and then he saw the black man who had run away in a hurry before coming towards him with an old man on his back.

Wait! Su Mu's eyes fell on the old man. Why did he look familiar?

She calmed herself down and saw the other party put the old man down.

The old man flapped the palm-leaf fan in his hand and walked a few steps closer to Su Mu. He looked at him and asked, "Are you Chinese?"

Su Mu was surprised. This was the pure Beijing accent!

"Yes! I wonder who you are?" Su Mu answered in a slow voice.

The old man smiled and waved his hands, "Just an old man! Seeing you like this... Never mind! Since we are here, it is fate, come with me!"

Then he turned around and said something to the group of black people, and then they went home.

In just a moment, the old man was the only one left in Su Mu's sight!

Su Mu pursed his lips, but finally walked in!

Whatever! There's nothing worse than being covered in wounds!

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