The Pathless on Paths---------Chapter VII part 3(18)
2024-03-26 来源:百合文库
“Ha...ha...ha,” He laughed again weakly. “They’re hunting ya, haha, and you ain’t gonna go far, boy. Giavoni is lookin’ for ya, real hard.” He raised his tone at the end.
“Then I shalt let the hunted become the hunter,” Karrson replied, and slit the dagger he had across the man’s throat, cutting in with force.
He turned and walked away swiftly, as the dying officer clutched at his own neck.
* * *
The remainder of the company gathered around their two wounded companions. Emmerich had searched out a first-aid med-kit from the facility, and was now tending to Clare, while Sanders was being treated by Clark. Karrson and Hunter crouched around them, helping. Sanders was not too badly maimed, a deep wound from being skinned by a round, but otherwise not too injured, and was not in mortal peril. Clare was much less fortunate. He took two rounds in his torso, and his old wound was torn and began bleeding again. A small pool of blood has already accumulated beneath him when they had found him, and his was as pale as marble tiles. He groaned in his unbearable pain, and when he fell silent it meant he had become momentarily unconscious. He was given several injections of morphine, and Emmerich was working on him, with pressure bandages and Hemostatic medicine. As Karrson helped put pressure on one of his wounds while Emmerich was fastening a pad of gauze, He felt something cold and wet touch his arm. It was Clare’s hand, covered in half-dried blood. Karrson took it, as Emmerich took over and laid a pressure bandage over the wound, muttering in hast “Com’on, com’on...”Karrson held the hand tight in his. He looked at Clare’s pale face, covered in sweat.
“Then I shalt let the hunted become the hunter,” Karrson replied, and slit the dagger he had across the man’s throat, cutting in with force.
He turned and walked away swiftly, as the dying officer clutched at his own neck.
* * *
The remainder of the company gathered around their two wounded companions. Emmerich had searched out a first-aid med-kit from the facility, and was now tending to Clare, while Sanders was being treated by Clark. Karrson and Hunter crouched around them, helping. Sanders was not too badly maimed, a deep wound from being skinned by a round, but otherwise not too injured, and was not in mortal peril. Clare was much less fortunate. He took two rounds in his torso, and his old wound was torn and began bleeding again. A small pool of blood has already accumulated beneath him when they had found him, and his was as pale as marble tiles. He groaned in his unbearable pain, and when he fell silent it meant he had become momentarily unconscious. He was given several injections of morphine, and Emmerich was working on him, with pressure bandages and Hemostatic medicine. As Karrson helped put pressure on one of his wounds while Emmerich was fastening a pad of gauze, He felt something cold and wet touch his arm. It was Clare’s hand, covered in half-dried blood. Karrson took it, as Emmerich took over and laid a pressure bandage over the wound, muttering in hast “Com’on, com’on...”Karrson held the hand tight in his. He looked at Clare’s pale face, covered in sweat.
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