If you don't save Shoujun, you will die [Transmigration Book]

It was unexpected that he was not beaten to death on the spot, but it was expected that his hands were hung from the tree trunk at a moderate height.

The pulling force of an adult's weight caused the branches to bend down, and his toes were able to step on the ground slightly. The rough hemp rope made his wrists purple due to the long-term fixation, and his flesh was also worn down. was confiscated.

——These people made a camp with simple tents, and now Chi Yao is leisurely sitting on a collapsed tree trunk, fiddling with that thing with great enthusiasm.

But there was no sound from the intercom.

These people searched his whole body, except for his boots. He wasn't sure if this was Chi Yao's trick, but he still had to give it a try anyway.

He forgot how long he had been hanged, and tried his best to maintain the state of the dead fish and maintain his strength in silence. His hands were already numb, especially his injured right hand, which meant that he could only use his left hand to complete the following tasks.

As dusk was about to fall, someone splashed a bottle of water on his face suddenly, and the salty liquid slid down the tip of his hair. Tu Caoshou licked his dry lips, and opened his eyes to look at the blond man in front of him——brown eyes In the bright light, it was illuminated as a transparent crystal embedded with ore. Although the expression on his inadvertent expression was extremely ruthless, it could not hide the fact that he had become a prisoner.

Chi Yao didn't know why he was so merciful to this mercenary, maybe it was because the mercenary looked like him?He wasn't sure, even had doubts about it.

He had seen all the [-] mercenaries and [-] officers who escorted them on the ship, and this man named Tu Caoshou was no exception. He was no different from the others in every way, except that his style was not so rude. Still more polite.

But when the ship was fighting, this person had no intention of being merciful at all. A single point of a Yalikin twice guaranteed to kill one person, and sometimes two at a time. The combat power was very impressive. The chickens are like nothing else.

The international mercenaries who were unlucky during the ship battle felt aggrieved by the box lunch.

——After all, they are high-quality talents carefully selected from the elites of various countries. QVQ, don't you want to lose face? ? ?

Chi Yao: ...

Struggling between killing the person and subjugating the person for his use, Chi Yao finally decided to let Tu Caoshou decide for himself.

"You have good marksmanship, not like those annoying mercenaries."

He praised it first, and then threw out the conditions:

"I admire you very much...as long as you agree to join us, I will let you go down immediately."

Tu Caoshou ignored him.

Competent people have more personality. Chi Yao understands intellectually, but he is a little annoyed in his heart, so he quickly shows his signature bad guy smile:

"The person our snipers targeted before was Jie Keyang, right?"

He stroked the buttons of the walkie-talkie and said slowly:

"I heard he's a good friend of yours?"

Tu Caoshou finally raised his eyelashes when he heard the familiar name.

—Yes, he is a very good boyfriend.

Chi Yao was a little proud, but also inexplicably unhappy, but the top priority was to take down the mercenary in front of him, so he didn't care about these details.

"You know my people, all of them have dog noses, and this island is not big, so it will be a matter of time before we find him."

Putting aside his personal emotions, he continued his efforts:

"As long as you join us, I will not only let you go, but I will also let him go—of course, he will also join us. What do you think?"

After Tu Caoshou listened, his eyes drooped and he began to play dead.

Chi Yao tried his best to pry out an answer from the other party's mouth. Although he was so angry that he exploded on the spot secretly, he had to maintain his demeanor on the surface.

He really wanted to take out his gun and end this trouble, but he couldn't bear the good meat on his lips, so he could only order the prisoner to put him in prison in a dark manner, threatening that he would only give him one night, and asked this person to think about it, repeatedly emphasizing After realizing that he was running out of patience, he opened the door curtain and entered the tent.

After that, he didn't show up again, only a few prison leaders occasionally came in and out.

The light fades on the horizon.

……

In the forest at night, especially in the first half of the night, mosquitoes are a big problem.

The humid and warm sea breeze wraps the entire island in a moist sphere. The deeper you go into the forest, the more sticky you will feel, and the humidity will make you feel uncomfortable.

Tu Caoshou felt that his body was covered in sweat, the fabric was completely soaked, and there were some buzzing things flying beside him. He even felt that something was crawling on the surface of the clothes.

Under such circumstances, most of the prisoners he could see had already found a place to hide, and some of them were watching the night, but they didn't stand on their posts obediently—the environment at night was really bad, there was no need to , Chi Yao will never come out, so it is impossible to find the situation of lax order.

But this gave him an opportunity.

When night fell, it was the moment of action for him to try his best to lead to the door of freedom.

Tu Caoshou quickly passed the current situation in his mind.

Jie Keyang is probably out of danger. The slope he pushed people down looks steep, but there are a lot of vegetation. With the opponent's skill, it is no problem to grab the tree trunk and hide it. Besides, Chi Yao's people have not found it yet. Jie Keyang confirmed his conjecture even more.

Chi Yao now intends to surrender to him, but as far as his current attitude is concerned, if he refuses to agree, he will probably end up in a dead end; but if he agrees, he will be under surveillance all day and cannot contact Jie Keyang, let alone do anything else Contact Wei Feng.

I'm afraid that Chi Yao will be smarter, come to recruit points and transform them, and kill Jie Keyang secretly like the original text, then he will be an idiot.

Under the current circumstances, the only option is to escape.

If the rope can be cut smoothly, it will not be a problem to escape from the camp, but it is a pity that the walkie-talkie will not be brought back.

Opening his dry lips to inhale the wet smell of the night, Tu Caoshou calmed down and made up his mind.

Several flashlights were inserted on the ground of the camp as ground lamps. He belonged to a corner where only a few shadows could be seen. Before the boring prisoners had time to think of making fun of him, he tried to level his toes that were always on the ground. , put your feet flat like walking in a slightly suspended manner, and start testing the load-bearing of the branches.

Although the branches rustled a few times, they didn't make any overwhelmed movements.

He then curled up his legs and bent them. During this process, the previously preserved physical strength quickly disappeared from his body like a steady stream of water. He tried his best to hold his legs together in front of his chest, and moved his bound left hand—although it was painful. It was numb, but a few fingers seemed to work.

He now feels a bit like he's doing acrobatics, and the next plan is all about flexibility.

He tried to use the calf below the knee to kick towards the suspended wrist with inertia, which was extremely difficult. Although this body could fully withstand such a folding, his physical strength began to fail, and his legs were already trembling—the rest His physical strength is only enough for him to complete a key movement.

The fingers of his left hand slowly recovered their flexibility. He was trying his best. In the dark, he calculated the height that his legs and waist could reach, including whether he could pull out the sentry knife with the safety buckle smoothly.

The branches made a slight sound, and Tu Caoshou could no longer pay attention to whether the prisoner heard him.

This time, if you don't succeed, let the dog lead you.

He swayed his body, the leaves between the branches rustled, rubbed against the nearby lush branches and leaves frantically, and at the most sinking point, he straightened his waist and gave it away, at that moment——

"What are you doing?"

The prisoner who was originally assigned to guard him seemed to have finally remembered his duty, and walked slowly to the man hanging upright on the tree.

The man was still hanging on the spot securely, as if there was no difference from before he came, except for the swaying branches.

The prisoner thought he understood the other party's purpose, and persuaded with some disdain:

"If you don't eat a toast, you won't be able to escape. If you can't escape, you might as well follow the boss—if you really can't stand it, I'll go to the camp and tell the boss right now, so that you don't have to pretend to be arrogant here."

The hanged person did not speak, his eyes became bright due to the slight reflection, the brown color had been soaked into black like ink by the night, and a few stars shone in it.

Being looked at like this, the prisoner was actually a little apprehensive. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he raised his fist and wanted to "warn" secretly, but just as he opened his mouth to speak, a green phantom flashed in front of his eyes——

He just fell down.

Desperately covering his bleeding throat, he was horrified to find that the man's tiptoe had been firmly on the ground at some point, and the mud-stained high military boots seemed to have been neatly cut. The dark liquid smudges quickly.

The blood that did not belong to him fell drop by drop into the pool of blood flowing from between his fingers.

Tu Caoshou never felt that he had such a bad time.

He did manage to get the sentry knife and untie his own rope, but because he drew the knife violently, first of all, the military boots were cut from the inside by the sharp edge along with the flesh of the boots, which means that he can't sprint now... quite painful.

Also, the clumsy left hand, which had been tied for too long, could not cut the rope accurately after getting the sentry knife. In addition, the right hand has completely lost consciousness, so he cut the back of the right wrist together, which is fine. , He didn't realize until he got down that his right arm... was dislocated.

The current state of this body is like a broken doll, it is broken everywhere, not to mention the blood is rushing, and it hurts everywhere-not to mention absconding in the dark, even getting out of the camp is a problem.

There is a gap between imagination and reality.

However, if this is the case... It would be a waste for him to cut himself off from the people like this, and it would be no pity to die anyway, so why not take advantage of the energy left in this shell and go straight into Chi Yao's tent—give it a go , A bicycle becomes a motorcycle.

Shaking off the water droplets on the blade, he wiped his sentry knife with the cloth at the elbow of his arm, gestured twice to the prisoners who didn't realize the danger, and decided to change the equipment.

After searching the military binoculars on the waist of the prey in front of him, he dragged the body and quietly hid in the darkness.

The leg injury did affect his actual actions, but he didn't intend to fight these people recklessly.

after all.

He just wanted to change his equipment.

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Tu Caoshou: I want to change my equipment

Tu Xuxu: Arrange!