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A young couple was accidentally involved in a car accident in the grassland. In order to prevent the unconscious husband from being gnawed and pecked by vultures that ate corpses, the wife with a broken right leg had to help her husband to keep bleeding.

By QaboosPublished 2 years ago 10 min read
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A young couple was accidentally involved in a car accident in the grassland. In order to prevent her unconscious husband from being gnawed and pecked by vultures that ate corpses, the wife with a fractured right leg had to support her husband and keep walking in blood. She must not fall down, otherwise, the ferocious vultures will make her husband's bones disappear for a moment...

Catastrophe

One beautiful spring, the golden sun shone poetically on the Santam steppe in Senegal, Helena and Metson finally got their wish and held their long-awaited wedding in this magical place in West Africa. In fact, Helena and Metson live in two different countries, but their status as environmental volunteers has brought them together across borders. Helena from Finland and Metson from Denmark met at an international environmental protection conference held in Sweden. They fell in love at first sight and quickly fell in love. This time, Helena and Metson came to the Santam steppe in Senegal with a Danish environmental protection team to shoot a group of endangered wildlife albums. At the same time, the two also plan to hold a wedding in this beautiful grassland according to the strange African customs to make their love more romantic. The team leader and team members put woven wreaths on the heads of the new bees, wishing them to never be separated like Abtila (an herb with petals facing each other) on the grassland.

On the night of their wedding, Helena and Metterson sat outside the tent hugging each other, looking at the twinkling stars, feeling the refreshing fragrance of grassland flowers, and feeling that they were the happiest people in the world. It was so quiet all around, and the brutal competition of the jungle on the grassland during the day seemed to be an illusion at this moment, only the chirping of insects in the moonlight sang in harmony with their breathing. "It's beautiful!" Helena, nestled in Metterson's arms, sighed sincerely. "Yeah, what a beautiful place, maybe we should leave some romantic souvenirs here!" Metson held Helena tightly in his arms and replied, "Look, Helena, how about we go make a wedding album tomorrow?" "Wow!" Helena thought Metson's The idea was fantastic, and she jumped for joy.

The next day, with the captain's permission, Mattson and Helena left the team and set off in a jeep, promising the captain to rush back to the environmental team's base camp before dusk. Mattson sat in the front cab, while Helena sat in the back seat with her arms out of the car window to shoot to her heart's content. This is a paradise for wildlife and a pristine area off the beaten track. Although the grasslands in early summer are green, they are very hot, and many wild animals travel long distances in search of water. Mattson and Helena were so excited that they drove casually in their jeep. In order to take some special pictures, Helena asked Metson to slam on the accelerator and drive the car to the limit. Some wild animals ran past them in panic, and Helena took many wonderful shots. Just when Helena was in high spirits, a young deer playing with a doe accidentally ran to the jeep and stood motionless in the face of the speeding behemoth.

"Be careful!" Before Helena's exclamation landed, he heard a loud bang, and the jeep rolled over on all fours. It turned out that because of the young deer standing on the right, Metson could only slam the steering wheel to the left, but he did not expect that there was a huge rock hidden in the waist-deep grass on the left. The jeep had been badly deformed, Metson was seriously injured when he was stuck in the cab, and Helena passed out in the back seat.

I don't know how long she was in a coma, but a pungent smell of gasoline woke Helena up. Helena struggled to climb out of the jeep, and she saw Metson leaning over the steering wheel, which had been twisted into a twist, with a large pool of blood under him. "Metson!" Helena cried out her lover's name, but he seemed to be extremely weak, and after a moan, there was no response to her cry. Helena wanted to stand up, but when she moved slightly, there was an excruciating pain in her right calf. It turned out that Helena's right leg had been broken. She touched it with her hand subconsciously, the wound was bleeding, and blood covered her palm.

"What should I do?" In the face of the sudden tragedy, Helena lost her mind and cried bitterly. She was not worried about her leg injury now, but about Metson's safety. After crying for a while, the strong smell of gasoline and the sparks in the wires caused by the short circuit made Helena suddenly realize that she had to help Metson out of the danger immediately. Otherwise, the jeep that could explode at any time would shatter them both. Thinking of this, Helena wiped the tears from her face with her hands and crawled towards Metson with her broken leg...

Waiting for life and death

Helena finally endured the pain and crawled to Mattson's side. Looking at his closed eyes, Helena's heart was twisted. She bit her lip, fighting back the tears that were about to come out of her eyes, because she knew that what Mattson needed at this moment was a strong wife. Helena clung to the door and stood slowly against the support of the door. She reached her right hand into the door and turned the driver's handle, then carefully knelt down on one leg, trying not to touch the broken leg, using her left knee as a fulcrum to support her body, wrapping her arms around Mattson's upper body, and slowly moving outside. She moved inch by inch until she dragged Metson out of the car and moved to a relatively safe position about two hundred meters away from the jeep, before stopping. Immediately afterwards, Helena tore her clothes into rags and bandaged the wounds on Metson's head and her legs to prevent excessive blood loss. After doing all this, Helena breathed a sigh of relief, and she let Metson lie down and put her head on her left leg. After that, Helena could only wait quietly in place. She thought that if the captain found out that they hadn't returned to the camp after dark, they would definitely send someone to look for them.

Soon, with a loud bang, the jeep exploded. Although the huge shock wave did not directly hurt Helena and Metson, who were far away from the scene of the accident, it shattered Metson's bandaged wound again, and blood gushed again. out. Helena wrapped rags tightly around Metson's wound, silently praying to God that they would survive this terrible catastrophe.

Suddenly, a few sharp howls cut through the sky, and Helena opened her eyes and couldn't help but be terrified: a group of huge vultures were leaning over them like bombers! Helena knew that the vultures on the Santam grassland spread their wings up to 3 meters long. They are known as grassland scavengers. Hundreds of vultures can gnaw and peck a dead bison to the point of white bones in just a few minutes. Without Helena thinking about it, a vulture was already lying on Metson's lap and pecked him hard. Before Helena could react, Metson's arm was pecked by another vulture. As the blood poured out, Metson convulsed all over his body. The vultures "hula la" flew into the sky as if they were frightened, and more vultures screamed and circled in mid-air. Seeing that Metson was no longer moving, a few more vultures swooped down, their ugly bald heads staring straight at Metson, ready to launch another frantic attack.

Helena finally understood that this group of vultures regarded Metson as a "corpse"! Vultures do not kill, they never attack living creatures, and only eat the carcasses of various animals that have died unfortunately. Metson's coma made them mistakenly think he was dead, but Helena was not threatened. Helena took Metson in her arms with one hand and waved the other, trying to drive away these nasty guys. But the cunning vulture just took a few steps back and stood in the grass staring at Metson with a stubborn look, as if wondering if he and Helena were a living whole. Soon, the vultures seemed to have found the answer, and even though Helena was still waving her arms, they were no longer panicking, and an impatient vulture rose into the air, flew over, and pecked at Metson's calf. Helena yelled at it, but it only dodged and started biting. " The successful experience of "Pioneer" induced more vultures to join the frenzied rush for food, and they swooped down one by one... Helena saw that shouting didn't work, and hurriedly kicked and beat the vultures that fell beside her with her fists and legs, but the piercing pain of the broken leg quickly made her lose her ability to resist. Vultures often grab food under the mouths of many ferocious large animals, and a weak woman with serious injuries naturally poses no threat to them. In less than a minute, Metson had been gnawed and pecked into a bloody man.

Seeing her beloved husband being torn and pecked all over by vultures, Helena was heartbroken. She suddenly threw herself on her husband's body, and the vultures were startled and flew away. But they did not fly far, but landed on the nearby grass, staring at their prey, and from time to time jumped over to watch the gap and pecked a bite or two, making Helena unable to guard against it.

Under the pressure of Helena's weight, Metson's wounds were oozing blood at an accelerated rate. Helena knew that if she kept pressing like this, her husband's injuries would worsen, and he would probably die of bleeding or respiratory failure. She must find other ways to keep Metson away from the ferocious vultures and wait for the rescue of the base camp. But how can Metson be kept from being hurt by vultures? He is now in a coma and can't move at all! Helena racked her brains as she drove away the vultures.

Walking in blood

Helena finally realized that because vultures do not eat living animals, it is only possible to get rid of further attacks by making Metson stand up and walk and make the vultures think he is alive. Helena called Metson's name softly, but he did not respond at all. Seeing that the vultures could rush up and bite on a large scale at any time, Helena, who was distraught, suddenly supported Metson to stand up. However, as soon as her right foot touched the ground, she shivered with pain, so she had to shift her whole body. The center of gravity moved to the left leg, and the right leg dragged on the grass. Helena bit her lip, held Metson's arm around her neck in her left hand, and supported his body with her right arm, moving step by step. Seeing this scene, the vultures who were about to attack widened their ugly eyes and kept screaming, as if wondering: How did the "corpse" come back to life?

Because he was in a coma all the time, Metson couldn't exert any force on himself, so his weight was completely on Helena's body. Metson was burly, while Helena was petite and slender, and her right leg was broken, and she was paralyzed on the grass before she took a few steps; at the same time, Helena heard a crisp noise from where her broken bone was, and the pain almost made her faint. However, as soon as Helena fell, Metson was mercilessly bitten by the vultures. Helena had to endure the pain again to stand up and help Metson keep walking forward. The vultures dispersed with a "clatter" again, but they followed the two people closely and circled at a low altitude, always looking for an opportunity to attack.

Metson's body was too heavy, and Helena's right leg was gushing blood from the wound because of the force, and she felt weaker and weaker. Soon, Helena fell to the ground again, and for a moment, exhausted, she even thought of giving up. If she sat there waiting for rescue, she was likely to be rescued, while Metson would die in the mouth of the vulture; if she walked with her husband, she might die from excessive blood loss from the wound caused by exercise. In despair, Helena remembered the scene when she and her husband met and fell in love, and the oath they made under the stars, and she was immediately ashamed of the thought of giving up that passed through her mind. "I must not fall, I must not lose my beloved husband!" Looking at the flock of vultures that hovered in the low sky for a long time and refused to disperse, Helena shouted over and over again in her heart, "Metson, please give me strength in the name of love!"

Helena took a deep breath and helped Metson to stand up. Every time she took a step forward, the wound on the broken bone kept bleeding out with severe pain. On the green grassland, as the footprints of the two arrived, strings of blood dotted the line. Every time Helena fell down, she stood up with difficulty, just once, twice, three times... And the vultures came again and again full of hope, and flew away with disappointment. Helena didn't know how long she could hold on, she only knew that what she was shouldering at the moment was the lives of two people and a most beautiful and true commitment and responsibility for love! Helena and Metson's blood flowed together. She had long been unable to distinguish between southeast and northwest. She was walking mechanically with the strong will to survive and the unyielding belief in love!

As the sun went down, Helena supported Metson, who was unconscious, and walked with blood in the rosy sunset. Finally, when the sky was just getting dark, Helena vaguely heard the roar of cars in the distance...

Six months later, Helena was discharged from the hospital with her broken leg repaired, and Metson still needed further treatment for a craniocerebral injury, but he was sane and able to speak to his wife. Doctors said that not only did Helena save her husband from the mouth of the ferocious vulture, but if she hadn't helped Metson walk non-stop, Metson would have become a vegetative or even died of brain failure. Helena smiled and said that her biggest hope now is to help her husband recover and be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible, and then drive to the Santam grassland to make up their beautiful and romantic love album.

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