Chapter 4 Startup (This chapter is free)

Zhu Tao was guarding the house, listening to the sound of gunfire outside, and he felt itchy, and he wanted to rush out and kill him. This was much more comfortable than staring at an arrogant old woman.

"You must be very ugly." The palace maid next to Nara suddenly said. Zhu Tao couldn't come back to his senses for a moment: "What?"

"I said you must be ugly, otherwise you wouldn't have covered your face with a black cloth."

"Rong'er." Nara scolded, and the palace maid quickly knelt down and shouted: "I deserve to die."

Zhu Tao looked over and was surprised. The palace maid with shiny hair, bright eyes, white and tender skin, and soft red lips were like his first love girlfriend Xiaolin. She couldn't help but ask, "Your name is Rong'er?"

Rong'er lowered her head and replied, "Yes."

"Do you think I'm ugly?"

Rong'er simply buried her head in her chest: "I don't know."

Zhu Tao thought about it, put the backpack with the radio on a chair by the wall, took off his helmet, and pulled off the black mask.

He is 1.85 meters tall, strong and very heroic. When the empress dowager saw his true face, she couldn't help but take a deep breath, suppressing the acceleration of her heartbeat, and trying to maintain the reserve of the empress dowager of her empire.

Rong'er's cheeks immediately turned pink and she didn't dare to look at him again.

Nara saw Rong'er's heart piqued, and then said to Zhu Tao angrily: "Bold slave, the maid beside me dares to tease you. Is your neck itchy and about to fall off?"

Zhu Tao shrugged: "I didn't admit that you are my master, and I didn't tease her either. I just don't want others to say that I'm ugly. Is this wrong?"

Nara said sternly: "You still dare to argue. Have you heard the gunshots outside? My servants have come to save me. You clowns, if you don't kneel down early and beg for mercy, you may die without a place to bury."

Zhu Tao was too lazy to talk nonsense to her, so he threw away the words "I have something to say to our superiors" and then returned to his radio backpack and sat down, his eyes still wandering around Rong'er.

The signal indicator light was on, and Zhu Tao quickly grabbed the phone. Colonel Liu Yun's voice came: "Zhu Tao, please pick me up Zhong Xiahuo."

Zhong Xiahuo shot the seventh magazine on the roof. Seeing the enemy still coming like a flood, he felt that things were not as simple as planned.

"Xiao Zhong," Colonel Liu Yun shouted in his headphones, "How is the situation?"

Zhong Xiahuo thought to himself: "You can know what you are like when you stand here. The other party is not as afraid of death as your historian said." He said: "The situation is still under control, but the bullets are consumed too quickly, and it is not good for us to last longer."

The headphones responded: "Stick to it, the opponent's casualties will naturally stop attacking after reaching a certain level, and ask your subordinates to save ammunition and medicine. We are working on the base and we will be able to come soon, and it will be finished."

Zhong Xiahuo loaded a new magazine and saw the squirming crowd through the green field of view of the thermal image sight. He pressed the red aiming line in the center of the crowd, pulling the trigger one by one. The crowd had a gap and returned to its original state in an instant. It seemed that there was no possibility of deterioration, making him feel that he was playing a clumsy electronic shooting game.

The bolt soon stopped operating again. Zhong Xiahuo took out the last magazine in the tactical vest, opened the tactical intercom and said to all the team members: "I am the team leader, everyone report the situation of the ammunition and medicine."

"Sergeant Wang Zhi reported that there are 2 magazines left."

"Sergeant Sun He reported, 3 ammunition boxes."

"Xiao Ru's Seaman reported, 1 whole magazine."

"Lieutenant Jiang Wanli reported that 3 whole magazines."

The short-range firearms of the assaulter Sergeant Gu Yingyang and the obstacle breaker Sergeant Feng Rou have not yet been effective, and the ammunition and medicine are basically retained.

Zhong Xiahuo looked at his watch and there were 15 minutes left. If he continued like this, the bullets would be exhausted in a few minutes. They could only wait for their lives to be chopped into meat sauce by the big knife. He decided to make a short counterattack, which would calm the opponent's momentum and make them give up their will to continue attacking.

"As soon as I ordered, we are about to fight back. Except for the sniper, all six of us rushed out and beat them back. Before that, we would put them closer and concentrate our firepower to kill. Now pay attention and stop shooting!!"

Suddenly, the gunshots around Zhong Xiahuo stopped. The Qing soldiers in the distance could not control so much, so they accelerated their pace and rushed over.

"Xiao Ruhai, prepare for three consecutive grenades, others prepare for grenades." Zhong Xiahuo calmly ordered, knowing that the lives of the eight people here are now firmly in his hands.

"put!"

A dozen consecutive dazzling flame flowers bloomed in the dim palace alley, followed by countless light chains, making the palace walls extremely bright. In a blink of an eye, most of the Qing army brigade, which had just not seen the end, had fallen down. In the dizzy, the remaining people saw a few tall black shadows rushing out of the Queen Mother's bedroom with dazzling weapons, and fled back without thinking. Several officials with flower feathers on their heads waved their waists and cursed randomly, but to no avail. After one of them suddenly had blood splattered in the forehead and his eyes fell down suddenly, the officers also fled without a trace.

Zhong Xiahuo led everyone to rush for forty or fifty meters in the pile of flesh and blood. Seeing that the Qing soldiers had already hid in the darkness, he ordered a retreat.

Looking back, I found that there were only four people standing in front of me, and a black shadow was struggling on the ground in front of the Queen Mother's bedroom.

Everyone hurried back, and Zhong Xiahuo shouted in the mezzanine: "Who is injured?"

No one answered.

Zhong Xiahuo rushed to the palace gate and recognized from his figure that he was Lieutenant Jiang Wanli, a military doctor.

"The military doctor is injured!"

Zhong Xiahuo asked machine gunner Sun He and sniper Wang Zhi to stay alert, and the others carried Jiang Wanli into the empress dowager's house together.

When Nara saw everyone lifting a bloody little man on his legs in, he was startled. Rong'er quickly supported Nara and said, "God of Lady, let's go to the inner room."

Nara's expressionless face followed Rong'er into the inner room.

Zhong Xiahuo kicked away several cases on the kang in the main house, asked everyone to put the military doctor on the kang, and tore a first aid kit and pressed it on Jiang Wanli's thigh.

"Removing his backpack, there are bandages and 'medicine' inside, everyone takes out the first aid kit, Feng Rou, hold down here-"

Zhong Xiahuo was commanding in an orderly manner. He never thought that his team members would be injured in the Qing Dynasty palace in 1890. The blood dripping from Jiang Wanli's thigh made his mind bulge.

He lifted Jiang Wanli's mask off, his lips were already white, his face was sweating protruded, and his pupils became larger in his eyes.

“打中动脉了,血包,血包在哪里?”钟夏火焦急地大喊,在军医背包中翻动着,却不见半个血包.

"***, where is the blood bag? Who stole the military doctor's blood bag!" Zhong Xiahuo was so angry that he threw the backpack out and smashed it on the door of the empress dowager's inner room.

Rong'er poked her head out of the inner room: "What's wrong?"

Zhong Xiahuo roared: "Who are you? Did you steal the blood bag?"

Zhu Tao stopped Zhong Xiahuo, who had already become furious, and she said: "Her name is Rong'er, she is just a palace maid. How can she know what a blood bag is? Calm down!"

Zhong Xiahuo struggled: "Blood bag, give me the blood bag. The military doctor will bring six universal blood bags every time he operates. Someone must have stolen his blood bag!"

Gu Yingyang picked up the backpack on the ground and spread it out. Everyone saw clearly that there was a long hole in the lower part of the backpack, which was exactly where the bleed bag was usually located.

"Maybe it was torn by the edge of the helicopter when the plane landed," Gu Yingyang said, lowering his head.

Zhong Xiahuo calmed down, broke free from Zhu Tao, and walked to Jiang Wanli. Feng Rou had already pressed the wound with four first aid kits, but the 'medicine' cotton in the first aid kit was constantly dyed red and could not stop the bleeding at all.

Jiang Wanli's face was no different from Bai Xue.

"It would be great if we had a freezing hemostatic device." Zhu Tao said.

"Nonsense, we didn't bring it at all. The captain only got two boxes of first aid kits and 'medicine', and there were only 12 blood bags in total." Zhong Xiahuo said, and saw that Jiang Wanli was almost dead, and he was so angry that he punched the wall with a blow.

Everyone was speechless.

"He is dead." Feng Rou whispered after checking the military doctor's pupils for the last time.

Zhong Xiahuo took off his helmet, pulled up his mask and threw it on the ground: "I'm fucking his ancestor!"

"Captain Zhong," Zhu Tao handed over the phone, "Captain Liu is looking for you."

A few minutes later, Liu Yun and Wen Yi led six soldiers into the Queen Mother's bedroom.

Under the cover of new soldiers, Zhong Xiahuo and others hung Jiang Wanli's body on a helicopter to transport it away.

After Liu Yun arranged the outer defense, he walked straight to the Empress Dowager's inner room with Wen Yi.

When Liu Yun saw Nara, he suddenly whipped his sleeves left and right, knelt down on one leg, and said, "My guilty minister Liu Yun, I will pay attention to the Empress Dowager. I deserve to die, which made the Empress Dowager frightened."
Chapter completed!