They continued to pull, but after pulling for a long time, the thing seemed to be struggling with them, but it could not be pulled any further. After shouting about the situation, Liao Guoren looked a little excited and shouted: "Break the tree, break the American hairy

Throw it down."

Daniel had long been tired of it, so he immediately responded, pointed his gun at the root of the tree, and fired a few times. The whole tree fell down together with the canvas bag on the tree.

After another painful period, Zhao Bankuo finally managed to get down to the ground after holding back his hands and feet. He saw that the canvas bag had been opened, and there was a strong putrid smell surrounding it. There was indeed a corpse inside the bag.

He still retains his complete shape, and his golden hair shows his race.

"He is indeed an American." The military doctor behind said, stepping forward and looking through the pages. "He is in his twenties. I can't understand English, but there is a 'U.S.' logo on his shoulder straps. He is probably carrying the map box.

The people on that team.”

"How come Americans are wrapped in canvas bags and hung on a cliff?" Daniel seemed very puzzled. He looked at the cliff above his head. From the bottom up, he didn't think it was particularly high.

The military doctor waved his hand and said: "This is not a canvas bag, this is a simple stretcher. This guy may be a wounded person, and his team members want to use this stretcher to pull him from below to above. The Americans are traveling in the opposite direction to us. They want to

When we went up to the cliff, there might have been an accident and the stretcher fell off, so this guy fell to his death. In fact, those old Americans were lucky. If they had to carry this wounded person, it would probably be more difficult in the future."

"Yeah, you're lucky. Then if you ever encounter something like this in the future, I'll be lucky too. Just don't scream." Changmao looked a little unhappy.

"This is fucking weird. There are really American idiots in this mountain. What do they want to do? Why don't they inform the military department that we are not allies?" Daniel ignored Changmao's emotions and asked directly.

road.

"Theoretically, they can't send troops directly to the mountains. However, the Americans are very stupid. They always only want to use us as cheap troops to contain the Japanese. It's normal to hide things from us." Wang Sixao said, "Don't think about it anymore.

, I have come into contact with more American idiots than all of you combined."

"Search and see if there are any clues on him." Liao Guoren gave the order.

The military doctor clicked his tongue, put on his gloves, and started groping in the juice of the corpse. He disassembled all the clothes on the corpse and scattered them. After rummaging through them for a long time, there was nothing inside except some pieces of paper and bullet casings. Finally he saw him

The brand name was shown to Wang Sixiang but he didn’t say anything about it.

It seemed that whether it was intentional or accidental, all the valuable things on this person seemed to have been taken away beforehand. Generally speaking, if someone slips while climbing a cliff, it is impossible to climb down again and remove the valuable things from that person.

The identity information should have been decided in advance. Speaking of which, this approach is really chilling. I don’t know what the Americans were thinking at the time.

However, when the military doctor turned the man's body to the other side, he found something like a backpack under him. It was stained with a lot of corpse mucus and was crushed very flat, but some hard parts could be seen.

A bulge bulged out of the backpack.

Liao Guoren saw that there was still something under the dead man, so he didn't care about the stench. He put on a gas mask and took out his backpack, and then opened it with a bayonet.

When I gathered around to take a look, I saw a very strange leather jacket exposed from inside.

Daniel covered his mouth with a look of disgust: "What is this? A raincoat?"

"Don't talk if you don't understand." Liao Guoren lifted up the clothes and looked at them. Zhao Bankuo saw that there was a mask with two round glasses embedded under the leather clothes. At first glance, it looked like their gas masks.

But the more I looked at it, the more I felt something was wrong, because there was a very long tube on the back of the mask, which was connected to the leather jacket.

Everyone looked at Liao Guoren, waiting for him to explain. Liao Guoren didn't say anything, kicked his clothes aside, and asked the military doctor: "What kind of injury did he suffer? Can you see it?"

"I can test it, but it will take some time." The military doctor said with rare seriousness.

Liao Guoren nodded. Zhao Bankuo looked at the busy military doctor and began to think. Apart from this dead man, no other strange things were found in this place. It makes sense at first to say that this dead man is the red circle, marking the death of his comrades.

You can come back to collect the corpses later. Americans have human rights first and value corpses very much.

However, judging from the size of the circle, something seems wrong. After walking for so long, the red circle obviously represents a large area, and they should have reached the area where the red circle is. Could it be that they are Americans?

Making a fuss out of a molehill?

Just as he was thinking about it, the military doctor shouted.

Everyone immediately looked towards him and saw that the military doctor had used tweezers to pick out a strange white thing stained with corpse fluid.

"WTF?"
Chapter completed!