"Well, the people in the security bureau are not short of money. This information should fetch a good price." Leighton paused and continued, "Yes … I don’t know them and haven’t dealt with them much …"
"I know I’ll take care of this," said Kelan, crouching down and grabbing the mercenary’s shoulder. "You just said you were looking for a can. Can you describe the details of this can?"
"I don’t know the details of the tank …" said the mercenary.
"You are looking for that can, but you don’t even know what it looks like?" Kelan has some words.
"The employer didn’t tell us. He just asked us to follow these exiles … I also heard a few words when they chatted … It should be a cylindrical tank with a thickness of nearly two meters. The material may be glass or Shi Ying … The color seems to be uncertain. It is either black or dark brown …" The mercenary tried to recall.
"Did they say what was in the jar?" Kelan continued
"No" mercenaries repeatedly shook his head.
"Think about it again …" Kelan patted the mercenary on the back. "You can still stay awake now because I injected you with two milligrams of renal gland hormone. Do you want to know?"
The mercenary didn’t speak, but looked at Kelan’s pale lips with fear and trembled involuntarily for two times.
"Then I’ll tell you," Kelan asked herself. "Your knees and legs were blown off, but unfortunately, the wound was not sintered. Even if you don’t consider the risk of infection, your total blood loss has exceeded 30%, and I haven’t helped you stop bleeding. The blood is still kept out. You may go into shock at any time due to excessive blood loss."
Kelan reached out a finger and dipped it. The mercenary body has merged into a pool of small puddles and accumulated blood, which wiped the sticky plasma on his face.
"In addition, there are many metal fragments embedded in your back, chest and abdomen. If you don’t deal with them immediately …"
"Help … help me … please …" Koran words haven’t finished mercenaries had cried out.
"I also want to save you, but we don’t bring much medical care. If one of us is injured later, wouldn’t it be nothing? I won’t let you live unless you can prove that you have me. Otherwise, why should I treat a person who has nothing to do with me … No, it should be a hostile position with me? "
"I have! I have! I can tell you to get through the blocked line-"
"Not enough roots" Kelan interrupted him and said, "This thing is not enough to change your life, and you still lie. Why should I save an enemy who is full of lies? Save you and wait for you to find a chance to pit us to death? "
Koran this sentence like instantaneous breakdown mercenary psychological defense, he first one leng then burst into tears "I’m sorry! Please give me a chance! I’ll say anything! I’ll say anything-in fact, we’ve got the can! Yes, there were some accidents in this process, which caused the retreat to be more than half an hour later than scheduled … The tank was buried in the collapse passage! "
"oh? Then why don’t you tell me? " Kelan asked
"I … because … because the employer paid us a deposit of thirty percent … the remaining money has to wait for things to come to hand …"
"Oh, I understand that your teammates are all dead anyway. If you can fool us out alive and then find a way to get back and take the can, you can swallow the rest of the reward by yourself, right? I think that must be an irresistible number, otherwise you wouldn’t be desperate to keep this secret, am I right? "
"If you want to get the can, you can get the money. The employer wants something. He doesn’t care who finished it, whether it’s a mercenary or a relic hunter." The mercenary said, "I’ve told you everything. Please help me! I don’t want to die yet … "
"I lied to you, too. I stopped the bleeding just now. Otherwise, you can support it by only one kidney gland?" "But we don’t have plasma on hand. If you want to live, it depends on whether we can escape from this place."
Kelan got up and said to the hound, "It seems that we have found something amazing this time."
"Isn’t there something like erosion in that jar … how do you know this guy is lying?" The hound asked in a low voice
"Time difference" replied Kelan.
"Time difference?"
"Just like when we split into two teams to attack these mercenaries, we have to wait until your feint team starts to act, and your feint team has to make sure that we are in place before it can start," Ke Lan explained. "These people are also the same. Armed convoys attack the tiankeng camp and observe that there will inevitably be crossfire, explosion and vibration, which will lead to avalanches. It is impossible for planners not to consider this.
In order not to be trapped by teammates, another team must enter the ruins, get things and complete the evacuation before the team attacks … The mercenary also said that they missed the scheduled evacuation because of some accidents, otherwise they would have left the ruins before we rolling in the deep. "
Kelan continued, "Since the heretical sects already know the secret passage, it is impossible to have an accident when entering the ruins … To say the least, even if there is an accident, it should be reserved to solve the problem. Only when they enter the ruins can things go out of the planned trajectory."
"Then how can you be sure that they have found the can?"
"That’s what he said. I know he lied … whether they found the can or not, it would never be like what he said-‘the cave-in just entered the secret passage’"
At this time Leighton came up from a distance and shook his head at Kelan. "This guy said that the opening was found but it was blocked tightly. Our existing means is to dig it-this road won’t work."
Chapter two hundred and seventy-seven Narration
“……”
Koran thought for a moment and then walked back to the front of the mercenary to mind has some blurred mercenaries and fill a kidney gland asked.
"Can you tell me something about the process of getting you to that can? Including you to the "accident" and … What’s in the jar "
"I’m … I’m a little out of breath …" The mercenary’s breathing became heavy due to excessive injection of hormone, and his chest also fluctuated violently with sweat constantly oozing from his forehead. "Can … can I have a cigarette? It is best to … it is best to add the material. "
"I can’t breathe and want to smoke?" Kelan shook his head. "There are still a few cigarettes without morphine. Do you want one? It should make you feel a little better. "
Mercenaries like them, who have been wandering the line of life and death all the year round, mostly have a history of taking drugs. Emergency drugs such as morphine, which are highly addictive, are often regarded by them as a means to relieve tension. In slang, this is called "eating sugar" and "eating meat", which means some inhaled drugs with stricter control.
The mercenary’s "adding materials" means that military stimulant cigarettes are added to tobacco. Although this is illegal, this kind of "added cigarettes" is often indispensable in the official list of munitions in some areas with the fiercest war.
Not every soldier has the courage to stick to the front line in the face of monsters several times his own. At this time, these controlled drugs are very important-who will care about the damage to his body and his addiction in the future when he can’t even care about his life?
"There is morphine? Morphine is good … Give me some … "The mercenary struggled and raised his arm.
"I can give you five milligrams of morphine, no more, or you will die in case of respiratory depression."
The standard of medical first aid is 20 mg, while the standard of military standard is 32 mg. This specification is still inherited from the World War II … For mercenaries, 5 mg is a little too little, but it is better than nothing.
Kelan found a morphine from the first aid kit, pulled out the protective cover and stabbed the needle into the skin on the other side of the arm.
With the syringe piston being pushed slowly, the mercenary frowned quickly and his breathing was no longer as urgent as before.
"Shout … much more comfortable … thank you …" He said with a sigh.
"Can that answer my question?" Kelan asked
"Well … let me think … where should I start …"
"Let’s start from the secret passage," said Kelan, who took out a new syringe. "If your answer satisfies me, I can reward you with another five milligrams."
"At that time, they … I mean the exiles. There were six of them … by the way, were they all killed by you?"