At this moment, the pain had already disappeared from Moore's body like a low tide. His whole body was shocked by Jiang Minghao's phrase'accept you as a disciple'. He only heard Moore ask in an incredible voice:
"Saber, you·············I·············I heard you right? Did you agree?"
Jiang Minghao picked up the Valmet sniper rifle on the ground without looking back. This is now his life-saving weapon, but Jiang Minghao deliberately or unintentionally said to himself:
"Are you people from Goose so small? Remember, in Longguo, respecting the teacher and respecting the Tao is the most important prerequisite for being a man, remember to call the master in the future!"
"Hey, I see, master!" Moore immediately smiled and corrected the M16 hanging on his chest, but when his right wrist was about to pull the M16 bolt and check the gun, he immediately felt himself There was soreness in his wrist, as if someone had injected anesthetic into his wrist.
Moore couldn't help rubbing his wrist with his left hand again, as if at this moment, he felt that his wrist had just been connected by Jiang Minghao, and the so-called comminuted fracture was entirely to disturb his attention. Good for yourself.
At this moment, Jiang Minghao suddenly said:
"Okay, don’t panic, your wrist is almost completely dislocated, so just now I deliberately disrupted your thoughts and gave you bones, but there are too many nerves and blood vessels in your wrists and it’s too complicated. It is a thousand times more intense than anywhere, so even if I have connected it for you now, you will still feel sore."
"Eh..." Moore stared at his wrist. The bones were slightly red and swollen. It was obviously Jiang Minghao's whip leg kicking and dislocating his wrist. At the same time, it hurt the meridian.
At this moment, Jiang Minghao glanced at the redness of Moore's wrist, then looked down on the ground for a while, then suddenly bent down and pulled up a piece of emerald green grass from the ground and handed it to Moore:
"Yes, put it in your mouth and chew it up, then put it on your wrist and tie it tightly with a cloth strip, otherwise it will leave sequelae and make it more troublesome."
Moore looked at the green grass that Jiang Minghao handed him, his eyes lighted involuntarily, and he shouted in a voice almost surprised:
"Master, did you give me the traditional Chinese medicine of the legendary Dragon Kingdom?"
Jiang Minghao didn't speak, just nodded slightly, picked up the beloved Valmet sniper rifle, and walked into the depths of the minefield.
And Moore behind him, according to Jiang Minghao's request, put the green grass into his mouth and chewed desperately for a while, a bitterness instantly filled his entire mouth, causing his involuntary brows to furrow, but he still resisted the cruel chewing. After that, spit it out and put it on your wrist, and then tie it tightly with a cloth strip.
After a while, Moore felt a cold sensation in his wrist. The original swelling and soreness on his wrist was instantly relieved a lot. He was pleasantly surprised and surprised at the same time, although he had already heard the magic of Longguo Traditional Chinese Medicine. , But this is also the first experience.
"Master, wait for me!" Moore immediately speeded up and chased in the direction Jiang Minghao had left.
When Moore chased Jiang Minghao, he was like a child who had won a medal. He praised happily: "Master, you are so amazing. The Chinese medicine of Longguo is really amazing. My wrist now feels much more comfortable. "
While talking, Moore tried to turn his wrist to show Jiang Minghao, as if showing off his right hand that had just improved, but Jiang Minghao's face was still serious, because for Jiang Minghao, it was not. It is just common sense that any Long Kingdom special soldier with jungle field experience knows.
"Master!" Seeing Jiang Minghao not speaking, Moore continued to chatter like a child who pleases his elders:
"By the way, how did you just know that the grenade I was holding was real?"
When Moore said this sentence, Jiang Minghao's unhurried steps suddenly stopped. Upon hearing this, his indifferent eyes suddenly twisted, staring straight at Moore. Moore's heart straightened, and even made Moore feel the aura radiating from Jiang Minghao's body for no reason.
"Master··········Master, you··············What’s the matter with you? I············what did I say wrong Yet?"
Moore asked tremblingly, but Jiang Minghao still had an indifferent expression, as if the pressure and momentum exuding from him were not aimed at Moore. At this moment, Jiang Minghao shook his head slightly and suddenly asked Moore. Road:
"Moore, you are also a soldier, and you are the leader of the Goose Nation Special Operations Team. You should have been exposed to a lot of guns and ammunition, whether they are in service or eliminated. Do you think that the grenade is flawed or even become a dud? How many!"
"Uh... one in ten million!" Moore said realistically:
"If it were in the era of World War II, the probability of dud bombs might have increased. But now, both ordnance technology and science and technology have been greatly improved. In terms of anti-corrosion and rust prevention of explosives, as well as sealing, the technology has already improved. Greatly improved, let alone a grenade, even if it is a bullet, the chance of a dud bullet is small and pitiful!"
"En!" Jiang Minghao nodded in approval and continued to ask: "Then what do you think is the chance that we will encounter two duds in a row?"
"Eh..." Facing Jiang Minghao’s question, Moore was finally speechless. If the answer was just because Jiang Minghao’s luck was so good, maybe even Jiang Minghao Minghao didn't believe it himself.
After all, this is war. Although luck has a certain effect, it ultimately determines the success or failure of a war. It is his ability that determines the life and death of a soldier. Luck is only for certain soldiers under certain circumstances. Create a specific turnaround situation.
So Jiang Minghao has reason to believe that the appearance of these two duds is definitely not a coincidence!
"Master, you mean those two duds..."
Moore did not go on, because Jiang Minghao's eyes had already told him that his eyes were dim, but Moore's eyes still exuded an incredible look. He just heard Jiang Minghao continue to say:
"Moore, have you ever heard of a man named Castro? This legendary figure who has been assassinated 638 times by the CIA in the United States, and escaped from death every time!"
Jiang Minghao looked at Moore with a blank face, and knew that Moore didn't know what he was talking about, so he shook his head helplessly:
"Forget it, I'll talk to you again if I have a chance, but now at least it is certain that this guy who has changed the layout of my booby traps and traps is a man who has a deep understanding of human nature and psychology, and can even have a complete insight into everyone's psychology. Weak freak, so the road ahead for us is much harder than we thought before!"
"Master!" Moore seemed to understand what Jiang Minghao meant. He stretched out his hand and scratched the back of his head and said, "You mean, the guy who changed the layout of your booby traps knows that you can solve it. The trip thunder he set up, but it was just a temptation to let you discover the two duds?"
"Haha!" After listening to Moore's analysis, Jiang Minghao couldn't help but sneered slightly: "Perhaps not only that, but he has even guessed that I will use my body to suppress that booby trap to save my brother!"
"Hiss..." Moore couldn't help taking a breath of air when he heard this, and said in a rhetorical tone:
"So Master, this guy who changed the layout based on your original traps is also someone who knows you very well? Is it your old rival, Scorpio?"
"Impossible!" Jiang Minghao denied directly: "If Scorpion had this ability, I would have died 800 times! But this guy who knows me should have judged my behavior and habits from my information. And personality, to be precise, he is a good student who has done enough homework!"
"Then master, are we still going forward?" Moore couldn't help being horrified after listening to Jiang Minghao's words. If all Jiang Minghao's analysis is right at the moment, then this enemy is better than the scorpion tail chasing after them. They are much scarier.
As a soldier, Moore or even, the enemy’s toughness and madness are only superficial, like a simple-minded, well-developed idiot, but if the opponent is a wise man who knows you well and can even predict your every move, then This means that the enemy can easily kill you thousands of miles away, even sitting firmly in a tent.
But Jiang Minghao's answer made Moore finally compromise. Only Jiang Minghao said to Moore in an almost mocking tone:
"Moore, my good apprentice, do you think your master is the kind of deserter who is bullying and fleeing?"
"······································” Moore did not speak, but nodded slightly, but then he discovered his mistake, and shook his head desperately.
Seeing Moore's hesitation, Jiang Minghao couldn't help but smile, and the corners of his mouth rose with the evil spirits, revealing an intriguing expression, scared Moore immediately explained in a panic:
"No, Sabre, no, Master, I mean..."
"Okay!" Jiang Minghao interrupted him directly, then reached out and rubbed his nose slightly: "Maybe I think too much? But if this mysterious guy and Scorpion tail meet, who do you say? Will it be the real winner?"