Not long after the recruits went out, the doctor came into the house with a plate of potion. He smelled the smell of gun oil in the house and saw the messy weapons on the table.

He shook his head and sighed.

Pusen nodded kindly, the doctor said a few words he didn't understand, and then changed the medicine to Pusen.

Touch Pusen's forehead with his hand to confirm that everything is normal, and the doctor cleans up the medical garbage.

Pusen watched the doctor go in and out a few times, and finally, the doctor packed Arnold's weapon left on the table into the cabinet behind the door.

The doctor said a few more words to Pson and did not come in again.

Pusen's injury was in recovery period. He slept for so long and had eyelids at night. He looked at the hazy light and his eyes gradually turned into a straight line until he was completely closed.

The next day, the recruits did not come back, and Arnold did not come back, so Pusson spent a boring day in bed.

Another day later, they still did not return. Pusen tried to say a few words to the doctor and ask about the situation, but after the effort, it was still futile.

On the fourth day, the fifth day, there was no news.

The doctor had no feeling about this and never saw anxiety on his face, as if he was indifferent to his daughter.

Six days passed in a flash. Pusen's health was well and he could get out of bed and move. He kept thinking about going out for a look, but the doctor did not allow it. In order to prevent Pusen from sneaking out, the doctor locked the door.

Pusson was very worried about the recruits. This was his last player and the only person he knew in this strange place. He didn't want to see something happen to the recruits.

On the ninth day, he had the idea of ​​forcibly opening the door, but the lock would definitely not stop him.

But when he approached the door, he hesitated and finally gave up the idea of ​​opening the door.

As his body recovers, this small room is no longer able to accommodate him. His face becomes more and more haggard after sleeping day and night.

He forgot that a few days later, and that night, he could hear a familiar sound outside the door.

"Captain, are you in there?"

Pusen quickly turned out of bed, ran to the door a few steps, and then he returned to the bed and replied calmly: "Oh."

The recruit called the doctor to call the head. When he came in, he could tell that the situation was in a bad state.

My body is dirty and weeds are stuck on my dry hair.

He first picked up the kettle and poured water into his mouth, and then rubbed his blood-covered eyes.

Pusen asked, "Why have you been there for so long?"

The recruits poured it several times in a row before they could finish it. After putting the kettle back, he moved a chair to the front of the Pusson bed.

"Captain, things are not right recently, and this group of people are getting crazy."

"Don't worry, you can say it slowly."

"That's right." The recruit rubbed his face, "Let me tell you what they have done these days. That Arnold, that stupid girl, was doing assassination and killed several Taihui soldiers. Not only that, their organization, the Free Dale people, also sent her to snipe some of the leaders of their own country. I don't know which faction the leader was sniped, probably advocated diplomatic resolution of conflicts.

With their increasing activities, the parade of great joy grew one day after another. Yesterday, there were thousands of people taking to the streets in this city alone."

"No wonder." Pusen recalled a little, "There is indeed quite a bit of noise outside in recent days."

"They didn't come here, right?"

"I have been here twice and I was driven away by the doctor. After hearing what you said, it's not safe anymore."

The recruit bent down and looked at the weapons under the bed. He raised his head and said again: "It was even more outrageous today. Dale's army and the parade people confronted each other on the streets. The army set up a front to block the streets. The confrontation did not end until the afternoon, but no one knew what would happen next time. If you guessed correctly, Dale's senior management will soon give a speech and make a final statement."

"How about the Rock Fort?"

"I thought about getting in, but unfortunately I can't get through at all. If we want to enter the Stone Fort, we must first avoid the Dale people and pass through the Taihui troops surrounding the Stone Fort. This is too difficult. Of course, this is also good news, proving that the Stone Fort has not been lost yet."

Pusson was also very upset when he heard these news, and the situation was worse than expected. Now Dale is a tense bowstring, either triggered or broken.

Just think about these things, but Psen doesn't have the ability to stop anything.

He decided not to think about it anymore. Instead of having useless leisure, it is better to have a good rest and recover your body.

After saying some irrelevant words, the recruit got a bed, and the doctor was not short of this thing.

After sleeping until the middle of the night, Pusen was awakened by a sound. He carefully opened his eyes, and his cold muzzle was just close to the center of his eyebrows.

Pusen didn't say anything, facing the gun.

The owner of the pistol spoke slowly: "I really want to shoot you to death with one shot."

Pusson still didn't speak.

Arnold patted Puson on the cheek with a gun, hesitating whether to pull the trigger. The foreign soldier in front of her had no ability to resist.

Crazy woman.

This is Pusson's direct impression of Arnold.

Arnold put away his pistol and warned Pson: "My dad is too soft-hearted, you'd better not implicate him, otherwise I'll let you know what life is worse than death."

The crazy woman left the room.

Puson smiled bitterly. He listened to the uniform breathing of the recruits, and went to bed again. He would not take it seriously if someone threatened with a gun.

I woke up the next day and was also awakened. The place where they lived was full of noise within a few miles.

After getting out of bed, Pusen looked outside through the window. Wherever he could see, there were crowds of people, windows, streets, doors, and even roofs were full of people.

However, the place where these people were looking at was not visible to Pusen, and there was no window in the direction of the incident.

People were talking and talking, and there were several words that appeared very frequently, but Pusen couldn't understand these.

He could only wake up the recruit, who slept in a vague and confused manner, and Pusen told him several times before he could barely explain it.

The recruits put on their clothes and went out. After some investigation, he returned to the captain.

"What's going on?" Pusen asked anxiously. He always felt that something bad would happen.

The recruit closed the door and replied: "Smoke, very high smoke, it seems that some forest caught fire."

"That's it? Then what are you closing the door?"

"Isn't that just that?" the recruit laughed, "Don't I look at the atmosphere?"

Pusen smiled, he punched the recruit in the chest and no longer took this matter to heart.

People who went out to watch the fun gradually returned home because the smoke and dust there were also calming down, and I think they could not burn here.

The main reason is that the distance is too far. It is estimated that it is dozens of miles away.

After having breakfast, Pusen said calmly: "We will leave tomorrow and find a way to go to Luanshi Fort."

"Captain, I'll listen to you." The recruit nodded without objection, "Is your injury OK?"

"I have no problem. Have a good rest tonight and set off tomorrow morning."

They made plans and made routes in the room the next day.

At night, the two of them watched Arnold's cleaning weapon together, disassembled, wiped, and reinstalled.

Maybe it was too quiet, and the recruit couldn't stand the loneliness and said to Arnold: "We're leaving tomorrow. That, thank you for your care these days."

Arnold continued to wipe the gun, and waited for a long time before replying: "It's my dad who is taking care of you."

The recruit also learned Arnold's tone and paused for a long time before speaking: "Then thank you dad, but if we really want to leave, do you have nothing to say?"

Pusson couldn't understand what the recruits were doing, and seemed to be just passing the time, and seemed to be happy to quarrel with Arnold.

Arnold assembled the wiped gun, took out the whetstone and started sharpening the knife.

It was also a pause as always: "There is nothing to say. It's a good thing for me if you leave."

Pusen said it was meaningless, so he just lay down and closed his eyes and listened.

The recruit suddenly thought of something. He pulled out the rifle hidden under the bed, then walked to the opposite side of Arnold, and reached out to ask for it: "Can you lend me a gun oil?"

Arnold looked at the recruits coldly and shook his head, and squeezed out a few words: "No."

The recruit seemed to have not heard it. He skillfully disassembled the rifle. Taihui's weapon was already very clear. He disassembled it while saying: "Actually, many places of yours are wrong. I have seen you clean your weapons, and you always ignore some places. For example, this place is not for decoration, but for air pumps."

Arnold's movements slowed down a little, and his eyes inadvertently looked at the recruits.

"I'll use it." The recruit picked up the cloth piece used by Arnold to wipe the gun. "If the gunpowder is fully burned, air is indispensable. If the air guide cylinder is not cleaned for a long time, it will be blocked by the exhaust gas generated during firing..."

He introduced it, and picked up the gun oil to explain. After the introduction was finished, his weapon had been wiped inside and out.

Then, he went back to the bed and took out a bayonet, snatched the whetstone, and explained again: "Your whetstone is too rough. It would be fine if you use a heavy hijab. Like the dagger you use, the blade has a relatively thin edge. You should choose a whetstone with delicate texture. You should also pay attention to the angle, you must not be casual, you must follow the blade..."

He had a lot of bars, and the bayonet was extremely sharp. After finishing the work, he returned the whetstone.

Throughout the whole process, Arnold's expression was always cold, and his eyes never left the recruit's hands.

Arnold had already remembered all the steps, and she asked the recruit in confusion: "Tell me these, aren't you afraid that I will attack your people?"

"Actually, it doesn't matter at all." The recruit put away all his weapons. "A person's power is very small. What's the use of you even if you can block ten?"

Arnold shook his head: "What you said is wrong. Have you seen the cigarettes today? That's what we did. We burned Taihui's military rations and all the military rations."

When he said this, Arnold was complacent.
Chapter completed!