Chapter 344: Die hard

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The helicopter was so fast that she climbed again and dared not run forward, but again, she fell and there was a pain in her leg.
She wanted to get up, but the forehead was sore and sweaty.
Just as the helicopter was about to approach her, a hand was stretched out to pull her forward, but also escaped the helicopter, but the grass and leaves on the ground that the wind was blowing were all slamming. .
Su Muran blew his fingers, and the scenery here is good. If you want to do a bitter mandarin duck here, then, I will fulfill you and let you sleep in this beautiful place.
The helicopter rushed towards the two again.
"Go!" Song Xihua took Yan Huan's hand and ran her forward, but the helicopter behind him was rushing towards their place like a meat grinder, which was not at all Playing, but playing with human life.
"Let's go, leave me alone, his purpose is me."
Yan Huan hurriedly wanted to withdraw her hand. This incident was caused by her. Su Muran just had hatred against her. She didn't want to involve others.
Song Xihua's footsteps did not stop, still holding Yan Huan's hand, "I don't think she will let me go now?"
Yan Huan's heart sank, as if it were so,
Unless you really want to play with them, not their lives, but if you really want their lives, then no matter who they are, it is impossible to escape.
The helicopter behind was getting closer and closer, and the wind almost cut the two people's faces. Yan Huan's leg was originally injured. She was stubborn and did not cry out the pain.
The helicopter overhead swooped down again.
Song Xihua suddenly hugged Yan Huan and jumped down the mountain.
The movement was fast, and almost all words and words did not respond, and the people sitting on the helicopter obviously did not.
"Let's go," Su Muran clenched his hand, although his face was calm, but in the voice, it was not uncomfortable and trembling. After all, this is human life, not the life of cats and dogs.
They jumped on their own, it had nothing to do with her. She just came over and wanted to pick them up to the destination together, but they jumped on their own. Who can blame, who can blame anyway, can't blame her.
The helicopter finally flew away, and above the sky, there was no more sound. Pieces of white clouds floated in the sky. The sky was still Zhanlan, but soon after, it began to flash and thunder.
Then heavy rain poured.
The rain did not fall on Yan Huan's face, and it hurt her face. The raindrops fell everywhere in the forest, and a splash of regular melody sounded.
Dida, Dida...
Yan Huan opened her hard eyes, and a drop of rain just fell into her eyes. She blinked her eyes quickly, opened her mouth, and let the rain keep falling into her mouth.
She breathed gently, the sound of rain in her ears, and the clothes on her body were soaked.
She sat up and inspected her arm and leg. The leg was a little painful, but it should be unbroken, otherwise, there was no injury.
Song Xihua, yes, Song Xihua, she just remembered that Song Xihua jumped down with her.
As soon as Yan Huan turned around, he saw a man lying there, rain splashing on his cheek from time to time, and the clothes on his body were not dry at all.
"Song Xihua..." She passed, carefully shaking Song Xihua's shoulder, but the person did not wake up and did not know where it was hurt.
Fortunately, she touched the bag on her shoulder. Fortunately, it was there.
She opened the bag, took out the tent from the inside, supported it, and then left the bag in the tent. This was when she pulled Song Xihua into the tent, and then took Song Xihua's bag, from Inside, he took out all his clothes. Fortunately, the bag was waterproof. Although she didn't know how long it rained, at least, the clothes inside were not wet.
Right now, she looked down and looked at Song Xihua lying on the floor. What should I do now, she should never be allowed to pick up a man’s clothes, but if she doesn’t pick up, the clothes are soaked, maybe the rain hasn’t stopped, just I'm sick.
Forget it, she used to untie people's clothes. Anyway, men are not women. Even if she strips her clothes, they can't ask her to marry.
She stripped off Song Xihua's clothes and put on shoes and socks. Of course, she didn't pick up other people's underwear. Anyway, she also wanted to leave a shameful cloth for others.
However, it’s okay. Although the outside clothes are wet, the inside clothes are dry, so even if you are wearing a pair of semi-wet underwear, it’s unlikely to affect anything if you think about it. People are wet. She gradually warmed the wet clothes to dry. She opened the sleeping bag and covered Song Xihua's body. Then she took a piece of clothing and covered his face.
Although people are unconscious now, she still feels a little uncomfortable and doesn't want to undress in front of others.
She changed the wet clothes on her body and sat in the tent with her legs, and the rain outside hit the tent from time to time, also giving them a place to shelter from the wind and rain, she did not She knew where it was and where they were, and she couldn't do anything with the heavy rain outside now.
She took the two men's bags and then counted the contents.
A total of five packs of compressed biscuits, two bags of bread, sugar, chewing gum, and chocolate.
There are four bottles of water and cups.
Yan Huan took out his cup, then pulled the tent away, extended his hand from the inside, put the cup in the outer center, and then rained.
From the two men's bags, she took out two signal flares of wet water that could be pinched.
Knowing that this is already obsolete.
And everything had to wait until the rain stopped, she knew where, and what to do next.
At night, she turned on the flashlight, and the rain was still there.
The man next to him suddenly heard a painful moan, Yan Huan hurriedly passed, and put his hand on Song Xihua's forehead. His head was a little hot. This is, he had a fever.
In a hurry, Yan Huan found two pills from the bag, and then used the cup to dissolve the pills, and then poured it into Song Xihua. Fortunately, although he drank less, he finally drank some more.
She found a towel again and soaked it in a small puddle. This was taken back and placed on Song Xihua's forehead. It was always busy until the middle of the night, and his fever returned Too.