Gao Guang's leg was broken, but the fighter pilot above couldn't tell. Being carried on a stretcher might mean he was shot, he could be dead; there was no necessary connection to a broken leg.
Lin Nianzu looked back at Gao Guang. Gao Guang said, "Put me down and do as he says."
Gao Guang was carefully placed on the ground, right in the middle of the mountain road, while Otto knelt on one knee beside Gao Guang and then spoke very earnestly, "We need hostages and transportation, so you have to shoot, but you can't kill anyone, because once you kill someone, the consequences are severe."
"Okay, injure them, don't kill."
Gao Guang drew his gun with his left hand, and switched the guns between hands.
Now in Gao Guang's right hand was a regular bullet, and in the left-hand gun, an armor-piercing bullet, double insurance, because it was highly likely that the people coming would be wearing bulletproof vests.
