Mo Xun brought some first aid supplies in his backpack.

After inspection, the man's ribs were dislocated, his arms were bruised, and there was some internal bleeding. However, because he wore thick clothes in the extremely cold weather, the injuries were not serious. He must have hit the back of his head and it was swollen. It was probably a violent impact.

It leads to coma. This kind of invisible intracranial injury is actually more dangerous. It may look fine on the surface, but in fact the hidden danger is higher.

Mo Xun first set the man's bones, then took out a bottle of medicine and put it under the man's nose and slapped him.

The man woke up quickly. He was in his thirties, with a Chinese character face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his skin was a little rough and dark. After he woke up, his eyes were sharp and he looked around.

He saw that this was a ranger's hut. The contact numbers of the forest management office and the ranger were posted on the wall. The surrounding layout was similar to the standard ranger's hut in this area, and he felt a little at ease.

But when he saw the young Mo Xun, he was a little confused: "Who are you? There don't seem to be any such young rangers in this area."

Mo Xun smiled and said: "I'm not a ranger. The ranger Li Guangfa who was here before was attacked and injured by gangsters. We sent him to the military factory to recuperate. I took his place on a temporary mountain patrol and found that your plane crashed in

It was only in the forest that I rescued you."

"Are there gangsters here?" The man was shocked and subconsciously touched the gun on his waist.

Mo Xun said: "That happened more than ten days ago. It's snowing so heavily. The gangsters don't know where to hide, so they shouldn't be able to run around. Can you walk? It's too cold in this house. I'll take you back to the factory area."

, the basement where we live is warmer. The ranger Li Guangfa is also there."

But the man asked: "Why don't you ask me who I am?"

Mo Xun said: "When you were in a coma, I contacted the old leader. According to your aircraft number, I have confirmed your unit number. Your name is Ma Dachuan, and you and Lu Cunxi are on this mission to release emergency relief supplies. Don't you?

Nervous, I used to be in the system."

Then Mo Xun said a number. This number sounds the same as many army numbers, but it is different from conventional troops. It is directly managed by the central government. Most of the time, it works overseas, and occasionally requires the cooperation of conventional troops. They have within the system

With extremely high authority and level, every single person is a legend.

Mo Xun said helplessly: "I retired due to injury. I was originally retiring at the military factory. I didn't expect these things to happen. I can't ignore it."

Ma Dachuan put on a solemn expression, struggled to get up, stood firm, and gave a military salute to Mo Xun.

"My current name is Mo Xun. My past has not been declassified yet and I cannot mention it to people outside the system for the time being."

Ma Dachuan nodded and said, "Is there any news about Lu Cunxi? He ejected in an emergency when the plane malfunctioned."

Mo Xun said: "Does he have any communication equipment on him?"

Ma Dachuan touched the communicator on his shoulder. The communicator was still there, but it was broken after the previous collision. He fiddled with it for a long time but there was no sound. He couldn't help but feel a little anxious: "He brought a mobile phone. Is there any signal in the mountains?

"

Mo Xun said: "There is a signal in the mountains, but it is too cold and snowing now. Your mobile phone can be used, but it will not be easy to use if it is dropped in the wild."

Ma Dachuan couldn't care less, so he took out his mobile phone and dialed Lu Cunxi's number. They didn't bring personal mobile phones with them on missions, but military mobile phones. The domestically produced ones were of very good quality and were resistant to bumps. They kept them close to their bodies to maintain their body temperature.

It was relatively warm in the wooden house, so the call went smoothly.

Unfortunately, the other party is powered off.

Ma Dachuan called the mission command again and briefly reported the situation. His superiors said that they had received the coordinates of the crash site and asked him to recover first. If he had the spare capacity, the undamaged materials would be transferred to places where the people needed them in a timely manner. He also

He learned from his superiors that Lu Cunxi had lost contact. Currently, the military region was short of manpower and it was impossible to send special personnel for search and rescue. He couldn't help but feel extremely anxious.

The outdoor temperature at night is minus 20 to 30 degrees Celsius. Although their clothes have a certain protection against cold, if a person is unconscious or seriously injured and falls in the wild, he will definitely freeze overnight.

"I can walk, but...can I stay in the cabin tonight?" Ma Dachuan thought that walking slowly in the snow should be fine, but he didn't want to leave now.

Mo Xun said: "It's too cold here. Staying overnight is not conducive to your body's recovery."

"Is this place relatively close to the plane crash site?" Ma Dachuan explained, "The light will be on here all night. Maybe Lu Cunxi can see us and come here. If not, I will leave here at dawn tomorrow.

Go out to look for him and save yourself the hassle of going back and forth."

Mo Xun's walkie-talkie rang at this time.

After opening it, Qi Qing's voice came: "Mo Xun, our peripheral cameras saw someone moving in the forest, maybe it was a pilot."

"What camera number is it?"

"At No. 8, the man is moving towards the factory, but the speed is a bit slow. I discussed with Wang Kuan and Professor Wang and sent someone to greet him."

Mo Xun reminded: "Wang Kuan has served as a soldier and knows how to use a gun. Let him take the gun and bring someone with him. The two of them should be separated from each other, not together, and be careful to hide."

Ma Dachuan sensed the caution in Mo Xun's tone, thinking that he was worried about meeting a gangster, and immediately understood: "What's your WeChat ID? I'll send you a photo of Lu Cunxi. He is 175cm tall, has a long and thin face, and should be wearing a pilot's helmet.

See clearly and show up again."

Mo Xun forwarded the received photos to the "basement group" to remind people who were about to go out to see clearly. Wang Kuan and the others were naturally afraid that they were the same gang of thugs from before, so they would not venture in.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Wang Kuan said in the group: "If something happens, that person is not Lu Cunxi. Could he be a wanted criminal who escaped before?"

Of course Mo Xun knew that that person couldn't be the few villains from before. There weren't many bones left of those villains. So who was still wandering in the mountains and forests in such a cold condition? Did he just come in from outside the mountains today, or was he already there?

The kind that stays in the woods for several days?

Mo Xun told Wang Kuan and the others: You go back first and guard the door of the villa. I will be there later.

Wang Kuan replied: The man did not go to the communication room. He walked around the west wall of the arsenal. He seemed to be afraid of being spotted approaching.

Mo Xun knew that the snow on the west wall of the military factory was very high and the terrain was undulating. It was not difficult to climb over the wall through the snow and enter the military factory. There was something evil in this man's heart, otherwise why would he not dare to leave the reception room with a good door?

Go, do you have to go somewhere else?

Mo Xun left the supplies and blankets with Ma Dachuan, and told him to pay attention to the fact that there might be other suspicious people nearby, and to contact him on his mobile phone if he had any questions.

He packed lightly and walked quickly to the west wall of the arsenal.

Walking from the ranger's cabin to the west wall of the military factory was a gentle slope. He took advantage of the night and slid down to the base of the west wall. When he looked up, he saw a sneaky black figure not far away who was about to climb over the wall.

At this time, Mo Xun did not use a headlamp, but wore night vision goggles, which Qi Qing bought at a military supplies store in City S. This goggle was wind and snowproof, and was very powerful for tracking in the wild and at night.

Mo Xun quickly discovered something unusual about that man. The man was walking in the snow-covered mountain forest. He was not wearing too thick clothes. He seemed to be just wrapped in an ordinary military coat, but he was steaming. This was
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