In fact, I couldn't walk much, at most two hundred meters. The two walked out of the town, Buck pointed to the bushes and woods next to him, and staggered and fell into the lush grass. Buck took out the night vision device and gave it to the old man: "Help me see the wound..."

The more headache is that Buck no longer has the most usual medical bags on his hand. After Donesque's shelling, Buck used all the medical supplies on the wounded, and only had a few medical gloves and a small package of medical equipment on his hand.

It would be fine if there was no shadowless light in the surgery, but there was not even a light. The old priest simply relied on the night vision instrument to identify wounds. He used pointed hemostatic forceps to squeeze out a shrapnel as big as a nail from his butt pier under the guidance of Buck, and there were a few steel balls on his back!

Of course, Buck was not idle even when he was lying on his face. He pulled it off one by one among the grass he could find and bite it into a pack. Except for the ones that were not smelling right, he tried to chew it into a paste with plants with more fur on the leaf surface, applied it to the wound, then tore his shirt and bandaged it, and finally bandaged it on his feet.

In fact, most weeds have the effect of stopping bleeding and helping healing. As long as you avoid the very few that are toxic and irritating, and mixing saliva to sterilize, it is thousands of times better than doing nothing.

The old man who turned off the night vision device sat next to him and watched Buck's movements without saying a word. Occasionally, he only reached out to help when Buck's hand couldn't reach it.

After Buck tightened the wound again, he did not rush to go on the road. Instead, he hid in the woods and shrubs to wear a night vision device to slowly observe the surrounding situation, and gradually expanded the range to try to adjust the thermal sensing sensitivity on the night vision device. The original single green display screen with only a little warm color began to become colorful. The more red it was, the higher the temperature. Light blue and gray green are ordinary objects without temperature. There are several human bodies in the village and town light range.

Shake, he took the gun at the gesture but did not chase it out. Then there seemed to be a shallow yellow shaking on the mountain in the distance. The distance was too far, and the power of the thermal sensor was not enough. Buck picked up the special sniper rifle that was more than half a meter long and used the eight-fold scope on it to observe, and he could only see the light spots. After careful identification, more than ten light spots were constantly overlapping and decomposing, indicating that there were only a dozen people. For such a Tatar settlement area with thousands of people, it would definitely be impossible to fight.

Cheuk was the most guarded against these people, worried about conspiracy behind them, so he helped the old priest cross the road outside and threw himself into the beach near the coast. He walked slowly along this side. Two kilometers later, he met a fishing village and sanatorium and found a leisure double kayaking thrown on the beach. Buck was relieved.

He dragged this thing into shallow water, helped the old priest sit on it, and sat behind the helm, put the two guns in the boat, and after a while, the old priest also tried to paddle left and right according to his rhythm. This kind of shuttle-shaped kayak would save much more effort when marching on the sea!

Finally feeling out of danger, Gusef said: "In the most dangerous time, don't you say, don't rely on force to solve the problem? Why did you choose to kill someone in the end?"

Buck blinked his eyes, as if he was really touched at that time, but when the situation really threatened him, his first choice was to take action: "Be used to it, I don't have the tenacious belief as strong as you. Even though I know that surrendering will bring all kinds of torture, I may do it in ordinary society, but in this place where I may lose my life at any time, I still choose to believe in force."

The Patriarch did not refute and nodded thoughtfully. The small boat under the moonlight quickly advanced west along the edge of the shallow beach!

Finally, when passing by a highway near the seaside, Buck's cell phone suddenly rang, and he was startled on the empty and quiet sea surface. He turned on and connected and it was indeed the former Golden Eagle Commander: "Where are you? What happened? You can't even call you all the time!"

Buck said it lightly: "We have escaped from that village, and it is basically controlled by the Tatars, and they do have a strong resistance mentality. You should be careful..."

The other party cared about the messy gunshots more than an hour ago. Buck described it: "It may be a Ukrainian who wanted to attack the Patriarch, so I chose to protect the adults from leaving. We will leave the Crimean Peninsula as soon as possible. Please rest assured."

The other party repeatedly asked Buck where he was now, and Buck vaguely wiped it away. It was estimated that they could not immediately check Buck's location through the mobile phone base station. Then they asked about various details about internal, weapons, mosques, etc. After repeatedly asking about the details about Smolov and other key figures. Buck suddenly woke up a little, pretending to pull the phone farther and farther away, the signal intermittently, and directly took off the battery panel and threw the phone directly into the sea!

After chatting for so long, maybe someone could track and check Buck's location, which allowed Buck to speed up the rowing power and then secretly try to get in and steal a car in a town you met!

There are not many new vehicles on the island, so the mechanical and electronic ignition method makes Buck convenient to drive away. Although the somewhat worn white Lada sedan is ringing everywhere when driving, it is a completely different feeling when it is 70 or 80 kilometers per hour. Cars still make people feel like they are at my feet and let me walk.

Buck discussed with the old man and chose to give up and go to the port of the Black Sea Fleet station. It must be the focus of Russian military's defense, and it may be the focus of the Ukrainians' unwillingness to spy and divide. At this time, neither of them was interested in getting involved in such a thing again. Even the capital of Crimea avoided entering. He just passed by the outer edge of the capital city in the middle of the night and bought some food. He napped until dawn. Buck headed directly towards the western route between the peninsula and Ukraine.

Unlike the narrow eastern embankment-style lines when they came, there were almost open areas on the roadside, and tanks and armored vehicles appeared in roadside bunkers from time to time. Although the Russian soldiers were obviously just polite to the cars driving out of the island, they did not reach out to stop them.

This is why Buck chose to leave during the day. If there is an internal order for curfew at night, it might be a shot!

Buck carefully took the initiative to put down the priest and firearms in a pass through the city, approached an armed checkpoint, and tried the pass given to him by the former Golden Eagle Commander. He found that the other party waved his hand and let him go, stayed on the peninsula for a night again. After buying bandages and anti-inflammatory and disinfection items at the pharmacy, the two set out on the last road to Ukraine in the early morning.

This time, Buck deliberately placed the submachine gun and sniper rifle in the back row and covered it with a blanket, approaching the last level that should be the former Golden Eagle member, and passed it smoothly.

However, when he was planning to quickly pass the Ukrainian inspection with the title of Patriarch, he was intercepted by the other party as if he had a treasure. He took out a phone call for Patriarch to answer the call and formed a convoy of four or five military vehicles in front and back, and rushed to the capital quickly!
Chapter completed!