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Chapter 462 - 293: Where Did This BGM Come From?

Chapter 462: Chapter 293: Where Did This BGM Come From?

In the dead of night.

On this war-torn land, every step was filled with unknown dangers.

Bai Shi had stealthily slipped back to their temporary refuge in the abandoned mine, his silhouette weary in the night.

Because of Nick Horton’s injuries.

They had to find a vehicle.

After all, although Nick Horton had previously said his injury was light, that so-called lightness was just a rough judgment in an emergency situation.

You see, on the battlefield.

If a medic found that stuffing bandages into a wound the size of a bowl could stop the bleeding, he would do so without hesitation.

After all, the most important thing was to keep you alive, with no time to consider issues like infections afterward.

Only those alive deserved to be infected!

In an emergency, as long as an injury was not fatal in the short term, it was not considered serious.

And in fact.

Nick Horton’s leg injury required a lengthy recovery.

Without a vehicle, escape would indeed be difficult.

The strategy of not using a vehicle had to be slightly altered.

Thus, Bai Shi spent a long time searching for a suitable vehicle among ruins and wreckage.

Most of the cars in the nearby town had been destroyed by war or forcibly taken away by rioting armed personnel for official use.

When he finally found a pickup truck.

He discovered it had no tires, and the fuel tank was empty.

To get the truck back, Bai Shi had to search for usable parts everywhere.

He found some oil drums that had not been completely emptied at an abandoned gas station a few blocks away, and in a ruin not far from there, he found another two tires that could just about pass for intact.

Throughout the whole process of changing tires and refueling, he also had to carefully avoid any patrolling armed personnel that might be around.

When everything was ready, Bai Shi started the pickup truck, and the engine emitted a dull roar.

He drove the creaky old vehicle carefully along the dark road, doing his best to avoid drawing any attention.

At the same time, he also made sure to avoid soft ground, maintaining a stable speed and minimizing the possibility of leaving tracks.

From time to time, sporadic lights of fire and the distant sound of gunfire could be seen and heard.

The air was permeated with the smell of gunpowder.

At last, Bai Shi successfully drove the hard-earned vehicle back to the abandoned mine.

Exhausted, yet he felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

He knew that for them, this vehicle meant a significantly increased chance of survival.

Contemplating.

After parking the vehicle in a concealed location.

Bai Shi proceeded down the mine’s path toward its depths.

After deliberately avoiding the traps he had set at several turns, he returned to their temporary dwelling.

Under the dim lights, Nick Horton lay on an old bed.

Pale-faced, his breathing weak.

Bai Shi approached Nick Horton and checked his wound.

The bandage was soaked with blood, clearly needing to be rebandaged and tended to.

Knowing that time was of the essence, Bai Shi quickly retrieved medical supplies from his backpack and began carefully cleaning Nick Horton’s wound.

Despite the urgency, he was as meticulous as possible to avoid causing further pain.

After finishing the bandaging, Bai Shi wiped away the sweat droplets from Nick Horton’s forehead with a clean cloth.

He looked up toward the mine exit; the world outside remained full of uncertainty and danger, but now he had a chance—the barely functional pickup truck.

To avoid further injury to Nick Horton during the move, Bai Shi decided to make a makeshift stretcher.

He found several sturdy wooden sticks and some ropes, quickly assembling a sturdy stretcher with little difficulty.

Then, he carefully placed Nick Horton on the stretcher and secured him, ensuring there would be no accidents during the move.

Once everything was ready, Bai Shi shouldered the stretcher.

He cautiously moved through the mine, avoiding the traps he had set and other potential dangers.

He kept his footsteps as quiet as possible to prevent attracting unnecessary attention.

As they approached the pickup truck.

Bai Shi became even more cautious.

He looked around to confirm no one else was nearby, then gently settled Nick Horton in the back seat of the pickup.

He checked Nick Horton’s condition again to ensure he was in the most comfortable position and could safely undergo the journey ahead.

Bai Shi climbed into the driver’s seat, ready to start the truck again.

But before he could act.

He heard a distant but clear engine roar, making him pause his attempt to start the truck.

He was very familiar with the sounds of different vehicles.

From the sound, it was a convoy made up of many ordinary off-road vehicles and a few armored cars, rapidly approaching his location.

Bai Shi quickly pondered his next move.

He couldn’t risk exposing Nick Horton or make himself a target.

But starting the car now was too risky; the approaching vehicles were too close already.

To drive off was to present themselves as targets.

Considering the current situation, the best option was to leave Nick Horton here and get off the truck himself as quickly as possible.

After all, Nick Horton’s leg was injured and he was unconscious; waking up wouldn’t allow him to move quickly.

It was better to stay in the truck.

After all, driving was not an option.

Contemplating.

Bai Shi quickly got out of the vehicle.

After leaving Nick Horton behind, Bai Shi rushed back toward the abandoned mine.

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