Chapter 858: The Battle (4)
Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
“Blabber ~~!”
The people in the other two bushes imdiately shouted. Even though Zhao Yu did not understand the Canaan language, he could hear the curses in their voices. There was also a painful groan.
Zhao Yu understood that one of the enemy thugs had been accidentally injured. This was good news for him.
“Da da ~~~!”
The other thug seed to be a little afraid and began to shoot wildly in Zhao Yu’s direction.
Zhao Yu was already injured, and the strength in his body was gradually fading. He had no strength to dodge at all. He could only lie flat on the ground and try his best to reduce the exposed area.
“Bang ~!” “Bang ~!”
Two consecutive shots hit his body. One shot hit his shoulder, and the other hit his calf.
Zhao Yu grunted and continued to play dead.
After the thug finished firing, he did not choose to reload. Instead, he threw away his rifle and replaced it with a pistol.
Their daily mission was to scare ordinary people. Why would they bring any spare magazines?
After hesitating for a mont, the thug moved towards Zhao Yu’s location as if he wanted to see if Zhao Yu was dead.
Seeing this, Zhao Yu pricked up his ears and listened attentively.
“Rustle ~!” “Rustle ~!” “Ouch ~~!”
Rustling sounds kept ringing in his ears, as well as the screams of another thug who had been accidentally injured.
“Blabber ~!”
The thug holding the pistol suddenly stopped and shouted.
The other thug’s moans imdiately beca softer.
This made Zhao Yu certain that the other thug who had been accidentally injured should have suffered serious injuries and had most likely lost his combat ability.
In reality, Zhao Yu was severely injured, and his vision was already blurry, as if he might fall asleep at any mont.
“I can’t fall asleep!”
Zhao Yu bit down hard on his tongue, the pain bringing tears to his eyes and filling his mouth with thick blood.
However, this sharp pain forced him to regain so focus, and the blurry vision in front of him cleared up significantly.
“Rustle~~!”
The approaching thug was getting closer, almost right beside Zhao Yu.
When he pushed aside the grass and saw Zhao Yu,
“Bang~!”
With his last bit of willpower, Zhao Yu pulled the trigger.
“Bang~!”
The thug fired a shot as well, but it missed, hitting the ground beside Zhao Yu.
“Thud~!”
With the heavy sound of a falling body, Zhao Yu finally reached his limit and blacked out completely.
…
When Zhao Yu woke up again, he found himself lying on a bed of straw.
“I’m not dead?!”
Zhao Yu was montarily stunned and looked around.
He was in a small wooden house, about four or five square ters in size, looking very simple and crude.
Turning his head, he saw that his shoulder was bandaged, and he was covered with a thick blanket.
“Soone saved ?”
“Or have I been captured?!”
Zhao Yu looked around. His handgun was gone, and aside from so blood-stained bandages and gauze, there was nothing useful in the room.
Struggling to sit up, he found that although he was weak, his arms and legs were fine, and even his back seed uninjured.
“How long was I unconscious?!”
Zhao Yu was surprised. He had been badly wounded, yet now he seed almost completely healed.
Especially his leg, which had been shot and rendered immobile, was now capable of normal movent.
The only explanation he could think of was that he had been unconscious for a long ti, long enough for his wounds to heal.
“Who would take such good care of ?!”
Zhao Yu was puzzled. If he had been captured by the bald-headed leader, would they have taken care of him for so long?
If he had been rescued by the authorities of Da Xia, it was possible, but looking at the room’s facilities, it didn’t seem like he was in Da Xia.
“Blabber ~~!”
Just as he was feeling suspicious, a Canaan language sounded from outside the door. Zhao Yu imdiately beca nervous.
“Squeak ~!”
The wooden door was pushed open, and a young girl who looked to be around 14 or 15 years old walked in. She was dressed plainly and had a dirty and dark face.
” Wow?!”
The little girl cried out in surprise, then turned around and ran away.
Zhao Yu moved to the door and saw so ard personnel outside, along with various weapons laid out.
He imdiately realized that he was in a warlord’s camp, likely captured by the bald-headed leader.
In this situation, resistance seed pointless, especially since he didn’t even have a gun.
“It shouldn’t be too bad. Since they didn’t kill outright, it ans I still have so value!”
With this thought, Zhao Yu gradually cald down. He returned to the bedside and laid down, quietly waiting for the other side to co.
After a while, he heard footsteps and voices outside the door.
Zhao Yu watched the entrance, and the first to co in was a tall woman, estimated to be about 1.8 ters tall.
She was dressed in a rather provocative uniform, with her arms and legs exposed. Her bronze skin was taut with well-defined muscles, giving her a strong, powerful appearance.
“Hello, you’re awake!”
The tall woman smiled and spoke directly in Da Xia language.
Zhao Yu was a bit surprised. Judging by her appearance, she seed to be from Canaan. But then, it made sense; Canaan bordered Da Xia, and many Canaanites knew Da Xia language.
“We are not allied with the Wakun Warlord who was chasing you yesterday…”
Seeing Zhao Yu remain silent, the tall woman explained, “Yesterday, our team was out on a mission. We heard the sounds of battle nearby and saw that you were still alive, so we brought you back…”
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