873: Chapter 863: Bitter Almond Taste 873: Chapter 863: Bitter Almond Taste The situation had again become a stalemate when Gao Yang realized the enemy in front of him was a woman.
Gao Yang didn’t try to snatch the gun back; he simply let go with his right hand, allowing his opponent to take his shotgun.
With the shotgun gone, the only choice left was a secondary weapon, but Gao Yang instinctively threw a kick.
Unfortunately, after passing through the tough, thigh-high stumps, his usually successful groin kick didn’t miss but struck the outer left thigh of the opponent, causing no damage.
As Gao Yang kicked, he had already grabbed the axe hanging from his left chest with his now free right hand and pulled it down.
To date, the “Lucky Axe” still embedded with a bullet, Gao Yang’s inseparable weapon during combat, had to be worn over his left chest.
As his right hand pulled down the axe, Gao Yang felt his left hand lighten—his opponent had also let go of the gun he was holding.
Gao Yang’s gun was raised skyward, so his hand was at his chest, and he pushed his opponent’s gun diagonally downward, so his opponent’s hand was ideally placed at the waist.
Both participants drew their secondary weapons almost at the same time.
Gao Yang used an axe, and he was slightly quicker than his opponent.
Pulling out the axe but instead of swinging it powerfully, he reversed his hand and threw the axe blade towards the opponent’s face, which was slightly quicker than drawing a knife from the waist and raising it to avoid the armored torso, stabbing towards the face and neck.
Gao Yang saw a flash of cold light, he turned his head to dodge, then only felt a sharp pain on his nose, but his axe had already solidly chopped between the enemy’s eyes.
Gao Yang had originally aimed at the enemy’s neck, but as his opponent suddenly lowered their head, the axe instead chopped into the helmet’s edge and then struck the woman’s eyes.
“Uh!”
“Ah!”
Gao Yang let out a grunt, while the woman screamed in agony, her eyes chopped into by Gao Yang’s axe.
The woman let go of her weapon, then, in front of Gao Yang’s eyes, a shining object stabbing into his face was visible.
But as the woman stepped back, instinctively covering the massive wounds sustained on her nose bridge and eyes from Gao Yang’s slash, Gao Yang again swung his axe from left to right, chopping at the woman’s neck.
As blood spurted violently, the woman fell silently to the ground.
Gao Yang only felt a stabbing pain next to his nose, but he didn’t have time to pull out the knife stuck on his face; instead, he dropped the axe with one hand, raised the gun with his left, gripped it with his right, and immediately fired at another person who suddenly appeared behind a tree.
Holding down the trigger, he caused the enemy within three meters in front of him to fall to the ground convulsing, and just then, Gao Yang’s backup arrived; Andy He and Jansen, one with a rifle and the other with a handgun, fiercely firing at the still shaking bushes in front of Gao Yang.
Jansen glanced at Gao Yang, turned his head back to continue firing, but quickly realized he had missed something.
Turning his head again and seeing the shiny knife handle still in Gao Yang’s face, Jansen widened his eyes and bellowed, “Medic!
Medic!
Scalpel!”
Andy He and Jansen had moved past Gao Yang from behind, and when Andy was startled by Jansen’s trembling, terrifying voice, he couldn’t help but turn back to look at Gao Yang.
After seeing the knife handle on Gao Yang’s face, Andy He visibly shuddered, then roared, “Increase firepower, cover, support!
F**k!
Scalpel, get your ass over here!”
Andy He reached out and pushed Jansen aside, yelling, “Get down, you and the Boss!”
Andy He having Jansen get down, himself took two steps forward, spraying the shaking bushes with gunfire while he shouted, “Cover!”
Glolov and Tommy quickly joined Andy He by his side.
As they took over the cover fire, Andy He turned and ran back, flipping over the body of the woman Gao Yang had killed, and hastily opened her backpack.
The backpack indeed contained medical supplies.
The woman Gao Yang had killed was a military medic from the Iron Madonna jungle combat squad, named Millie, nicknamed Scalpel.
Andy He had seen her file, so he knew he could find the critically needed items on her.
After opening Millie’s medical pack, looking at Gao Yang’s face, Andy solemnly said, “Don’t move, don’t move!”
Bruce finally arrived; he had been delayed in helping Cui Bo, who had been shot down from a tree.
After seeing the glaring scalpel on Gao Yang’s face, Bruce didn’t appear as solemn as Andy He, but stepped forward instead.
Andy He exclaimed anxiously, “How do we deal with the scalpel on the face?
I’m worried it could hurt the Boss…”
Bruce didn’t answer Andy He but simply said, “Don’t move.”
Then Bruce yanked the scalpel stuck in Gao Yang’s face.
Millie was nicknamed ‘Scalpel,’ and she was skilled in using a scalpel; she had intended to stab Gao Yang’s left eye with the scalapel and then push it further into Gao Yang’s brain.
However, Gao Yang had struck her first, causing the scalpel to deviate slightly.
Otherwise, even if Gao Yang had turned his head, the scalpel wouldn’t have embedded in his brain, but one eye would surely have been lost.
After Bruce forcefully removed the scalpel from Gao Yang’s face and took a look, he immediately said, “The blade damaged the bone, might’ve severed few nerves, but it’s nothing serious.
You won’t die or become paralyzed; and with some medication, not even a scar will remain since the blade is thin and narrow, so there’s nothing to worry about.”
Andy He shouted urgently, “Idiot!
That’s Millie’s scalpel!
I’m worried about the poison!
There could be poison on the scalpel!
Check quickly!”
Bruce’s face went pale and he said, “I didn’t consider that.”
After saying this, Bruce sniffed the scalpel and then with a trembling voice said, “I’m not very knowledgeable about toxicology, but I think I smell bitter almonds?”
Andy He swallowed and responded anxiously, “It can’t be cyanide, otherwise the Boss would already be dead, it must be your imagination.”
As Andy He spoke quickly, he took the scalapel and after sniffing it, said with a grim face, “F**k, there really is an almond smell!”
Andy He and Bruce looked at each other, both their hands trembling violently.
However, Gao Yang didn’t feel anything unusual; the only sensation was that his wound was very painful.
At this moment, Bruce exclaimed urgently, “It’s definitely not cyanide, otherwise the Boss would surely be dead, but if it’s not cyanide, what other deadly toxin has an almond smell?”
Gao Yang originally intended to continue fighting, but seeing the expressions of Andy He and Bruce, he too became anxious and held the gauze Bruce was pressing against his face, whispering, “What does it mean?
Is it serious?”
Bruce exclaimed urgently, “Deadly serious, the almond smell, it’s really bad, many deadly poisons emit a bitterness of almonds, but what is it?
If it were cyanide, you’d be dead by now, but it’s not cyanide, then what is it?
Just don’t move, to avoid speeding up your blood flow.”
“Others keep fighting, we need time, the Boss has been poisoned!”
After shouting through the radio, Andy He dumped everything out of Millie’s backpack, and exclaimed urgently, “If the blade was poisoned, then Millie’s emergency kit must have some antidotes, F**k!
Where is it!
What’s the antidote!”
Just then, Li Jinfang suddenly shouted through the radio, “Found Jackal and Gas Can, they’re both alive but need first aid, how’s the Boss?”
Andy He didn’t respond, just continued searching through Millie’s first-aid kit, while Bruce flipped open Gao Yang’s eyelid with his fingers and yelled into the radio, “Let them go to hell!
We don’t even know what the poison is, F**k!
F**k!”
Gao Yang still didn’t feel anything out of the ordinary, and he thought Bruce screaming over the radio for those needing help to go to hell was inappropriate.
Moreover, Gao Yang felt a strange calm inside and he softly said, “Test Tube, you sprayed saliva all over my face.”
Andy He furiously dumped the contents from Millie’s backpack onto the ground, raging, “F**k, there’s no special antidotes, everyone listen!
I need a captive!
I damn need a captive to figure out what poison the Boss might’ve been hit with!
So get a live Iron Madonna for me!
Nothing else will do!”
Hearing that Gao Yang had been injured, everyone’s hearts were in their throats, and after Andy He’s roar, they abandoned their cautious advance, searching for the enemy and rescuing Friend of Nature, immediately rushing towards where the enemy might be located.
Gunshots were already sparse, members of the Satan Mercenary Corps were running forward madly, yet they spotted no trace of the enemy, as the enemy had already retreated.
Finally, Frey yelled out, “I found one, come help!”
Several people quickly ran to Frey’s side, then they dragged a person who was continuously bleeding from the neck towards where Gao Yang was located.
The person they brought was indeed from the Iron Madonna, his neck hit by shrapnel from a grenade, bleeding continuously, but crucially, he was still alive.
To Gao Yang’s surprise, the captive who was clumsily brought over turned out to be an Asian.
Then he quickly remembered, that Chinese-American named Jack Wang, a machine gunner, who likely got injured by Lucica during the firepower suppression.
Andy He grabbed Jack Wang, shouting furiously, “Tell me, what poison was on that woman called Millie’s scalpel, tell us, and we’ll let you go and give you immediate medical treatment.”
Jack Wang glanced at Millie’s body nearby, then cracked a smile and said, “Poison?
Ha ha, go to hell!” (To be continued.
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