Assassin’s Adventure

But when Gordon turned his head and was about to leave easily, the smile was stunned. Behind him, there were already golden soldiers standing. He might have forgotten the most essential point, that is, this is a war fortress belonging to the forerunners. , how could they not have the most basic night vision function.

"..."

Seven or eight golden soldiers raised the sharp blades in their hands and pointed at Gordon. The giant cannon in the distance began to turn, pointing to where Gordon was.

"Do you accept surrender?"

But those golden soldiers didn't respond at all, just rushed over quickly, the sharp blades in their hands didn't seem to accept surrender at all.

Escape, this is his choice at the moment, a small team of soldiers followed behind, chasing after Gordon frantically, the sharp blade slashed behind his back, and even recently, he could feel the chill that pierced the air and hit his back. , which made him two points faster.

It seems that the dim Eldorado needs to consume a lot of energy once it is activated. This is the best news at present. There are no more people chasing, and the eyes are not raised again.

In the afterglow of the moonlight, in the shadow of those obstacles, a man limped wildly, followed by a group of men.

Artillery fire exploded on both sides of the road, and the whole city was extremely lively.

...

"Cough cough... I survived!"

Gore got up from the water, and the feeling of soaking his body made him feel the cold. It was late at night, and he hadn't eaten anything since noon.

There are many reefs in the pool where the waterfall fell. It may be the blessing of God that he did not die here, but climbed up on the bank on one side.

He still held the angel wrapped in clothes tightly in his hand, dragged his shoes filled with water, and limped towards the location of the camp, which was not a good road.

Large and small fires rose in the camp to light up the road for him. In order to prepare for the Spaniards, Burton ordered that the fuel should not be saved and the lighting should be wider.

A team in charge of patrol first found Gore approaching. At this time, Gore was very embarrassed. He was stabbed while chasing, right on his back. The blood loss and cold made his skin pale, and the clothes on his body turned pale. It is no longer recognizable, like a ghost crawling out of the water.

"Stop there, don't come any closer!"

A soldier raised his spear and pointed at Gore, his hands shaking.

boom!

A soldier accidentally went off to fire. Fortunately, the bullet hit the dirt beside Gore, but the entire camp was startled.

"What happened!"

Burton got out of the tent, wearing only a coat on his body, and came here with the soldiers, because he was worried about the safety of the exploration team, he did not sleep almost all night.

At this time, the patrolling soldiers had confirmed Gore's identity, and two soldiers supported him and walked towards the middle quickly.

"Brigadier General, Lieutenant Gore is back."

A soldier ran over to report first, but Burton had found the familiar figure in the distance long ago. After following his seven-year adjutant, he could of course recognize it at a glance. He pushed the reporting soldier away, and quickly followed. Step up.

"How's it going?"

He checked Gore's injuries. The long stab wound on his back was the culprit. Gore's sanity was somewhat unclear. The cold water soaked him into a fever, and he even talked nonsense.

"Commodore, I brought the angel back... I just, feel a little cold..."

"Medical soldiers!"

Burton shouted loudly that Gore was the only one who came back alive from the exploration team, and he absolutely had important information in his hands. He absolutely could not allow him to die here, for public and private purposes.

There was some chaos in the camp. Many soldiers who woke up took their guns and came out to watch. Looking at Gore's appearance, he was a little dazed, and there was a lot of panic.

The nine-person exploration team, and now only one person has returned, is still seriously injured, and the exploration of the El Dorado is not as easy as they imagined.

The sailors of the Jackdaw also woke up, and Mitch and Alan walked over with them, watching Gore lying flat on the canvas, and two medics were treating his wounds.

A very bad premonition appeared in Mickey's heart. He rushed over and pushed away the two soldiers who were dealing with the wound: "Where's our captain? Where is Evan Gordon?"

Of course, Burton was very annoyed by his behavior. Gore was in a coma at this time, and no one was allowed to disturb him: "Hold him!"

Two soldiers roughly pulled him up and placed him in front of Burton.

"Calm down, sailor, my adjutant is in a very bad state right now, and I'm very worried about Gordon and the others, but now is not the time, we have to wait until he wakes up!"

Mickey's eyes were red, his teeth were gritted, and he stared at Burton in front of him, this big man he never saw at all, but now he is so abhorrent.

It was this person who made Gordon agree to participate in this expedition. Gordon is now back with serious injuries, but Gordon has not heard from him.

The danger of El Dorado is obvious to all. Gordon is obviously fierce, but the man in front of him can't see any sadness or guilt, and his cold face has not changed for thousands of years.

But he didn't say anything, he couldn't say a word, the identities of the two were too different, he was just a small sailor, and he didn't even have the qualifications to speak harshly.

"Hey guys, calm down, he just needs to think about it."

Allen came up, forcibly pulled Mickey back, and whispered, "Relax Mickey, the captain is fine, maybe, it just takes a little time."

Mickey, who was in a fit of anger, was pulled away, sitting on the stone unable to speak.

Allen stood aside and didn't know what to say. He just looked at the rumbling waterfall in the distance and had a lot of thoughts.

Word spread among the sailors that Gordon was gone, and while the sailors believed their captain was all right, a horrific thought began to spread about where they should go if Gordon wasn't coming back.

"We should elect a new captain..."

Said one of the sailors, staring carefully at Mickey to prevent their captain from hearing it, and then gave him a hard lesson~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Hey, our captain will be alright! "

Another sailor whispered, seemingly displeased with the words.

"I know, I mean if, if Captain Gordon really doesn't come back, we need a new captain and then go ahead and make an agreement with the Commodore to get the promised gold..."

This kind of remark is really chilling, Gordon just disappeared for a while, and the sailors began to think about their own interests.

Of course Mickey heard their whispers, stepped forward imposingly, and punched the sailor who was talking nonsense.

This punch was so powerful that the sailor's face was completely deformed, and he fell to the ground a little dazed. He didn't realize what happened at all.

"Don't let me hear that again, or you'll die ugly."

The sailor raised his head and looked at Mickey with some fear, but when he lowered his head, there was deep resentment in his eyes.