Afterwards, Chen Ling continued to quickly study Western medicine mastery skills in his mind, and then combined with the previous Chinese medicine mastery skills.

In an instant, he felt that he had successfully integrated all the knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine. In his opinion, any difficult and complicated diseases and injuries were all minor problems. Except for those who had died, others who were seriously injured, and even those who had only breathe, they could definitely survive after their rescue.

It is worthy of being a system production!

Chen Ling grinned, put down the gun, glanced at the location of the girl's mother's wound, and immediately came up with an idea.

He quickly squatted down, raised his hand and touched the girl's mother's head, and his fingers suddenly jumped.

The next moment, he took out a bullet from the wound and then massaged the area outside the wound for a few times.

Not long after, the blood in the wound that was originally dripping blood seemed to be cut off, and the bleeding speed became slower and slower, and even stopped bleeding directly.

This principle is similar to acupuncture, except that Chen Ling uses fingers.

He combined Western medicine proficiency with traditional Chinese medicine proficiency, and then came up with this solution.

Chen Ling moved his hand away and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the other party was injured at the bottom of the head. If the other party was shot in a fatal place, he would have died on the spot and would not be able to survive now.

Not long after, the girl's mother's eyelashes moved and she woke up slowly.

hiss!

She struggled and moved for a while, tore the wound, and the air conditioner was so painful that the air conditioner blew. She took a big breath. After recovering from her consciousness, she looked at her daughter whose eyes were crying red, then turned to look at Chen Ling, who was dealing with the blood in her hands, and immediately realized that it was the person in front of her who saved her.

The girl's mother immediately spoke in birds and said thankfully: "Thank you, thank you for saving me."

Chen Ling looked at the other person's expression and understood what the other person meant in seconds. He shook his head, said nothing, picked up the gun, turned around and left.

In fact, I am not a good person, but a soldier from Yan Country. I came here to rescue the expatriates and the Dragon Shark Commando.

As for, if I saw the local civilians being hunted down, I would not be able to see them and would save them.

There is another reason. I just merged new skills and was moved by that little girl.

However, this is limited to the situation where it does not affect the rescue activities. If it affects one's own tasks, one will not care about anything he says.

After all, in your own heart, compatriots are the most important.

Next, Chen Ling accelerated and ran, his figure flashing, like a fast cheetah, constantly moving forward.

Time is life.

Chen Ling dared not waste his time anymore, because the expatriates were still in dire straits, and he could not guarantee when the rebels would attack wildly.

As a result, he had just run more than a hundred meters away when suddenly another bird song rang out.

Chen Ling didn't understand the specific content, but it was judged by the other party's treacherous laughter, and there was definitely nothing good.

He frowned, suddenly braked suddenly, changed direction, came to the corner of the street, hid, looked quietly towards the right direction, and suddenly found that several rebels were escorting a group of people.

These people were forced to kneel on the ground, with many scars on their bodies and their faces filled with helplessness and despair.

The rebels next to them looked the opposite, with a ferocious face, a cold corner of their eyes, and a murderous intent, holding guns in their hands, aiming at their heads, preparing to execute the execution.

The so-called execution is shooting.

Looking at such a scene, Chen Ling couldn't help but think of the scene in Yan Country decades ago.

At that time, the same was true. Seven or eight rebels used guns to hit the heads of a group of people with no power, and then brutally shot them to death.

Chen Ling didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but when he thought of the innocent people who died before, he felt a little reluctant and prepared to help them.

Swish.

Chen Ling suddenly jumped out, raised his rifle, and fired at the rebels.

Bang bang.

In just one breath, eight rebels fell down.

They never dreamed that someone would suddenly shoot, and looked desperate and regretful when they closed their eyes.

If they had known this, they would not have played with these civilians here, and they would have fought quickly and left here.

But who is the other party? How did they run in?

The nearby routes have been blocked and surrounded by their people.

Anyone who appears will trigger a cordon and will directly expose his whereabouts.

But why did the other party appear here quietly and even kill people, but no one issued an early warning?

Did something happen to the companions ahead?

These people are full of question marks, but no one will answer their questions. They can only meet their God with questions.

call out.

At this moment, a black thing flew over, carrying a red flame, and fell directly on the group of civilians who were still kneeling but dared not move.

Grass, this is the bazooka!

After Chen Ling glanced at it, his expression condensed, and he couldn't help but burst out. He quickly turned back, rolled quickly, and kept retreating.

boom……

Suddenly, a huge explosion sounded, and a fire was shining everywhere. A terrible cloud of mushrooms rose up on the ground, instantly devouring everything around, but it was not over yet, and the smoke of the explosion continued to sweep around.

Even though Chen Ling rolled very quickly, he was still affected by the air waves and was pushed out for several meters.

It took a few seconds before the smoke passed. Chen Ling came to his senses, stood up, patted the dust on his body, and found that several parts of his arms were broken.

Fortunately, it was just a skin trauma, and it was not a serious problem.

Chen Ling breathed a sigh of relief, turned to look at the center of the explosion, and found that the civilians who were kneeling and still had been broken by the explosion, turning into black charcoal and falling down.

The next moment, a strong smell of blood and coke came, and Chen Ling frowned.

This is the result of not awakening.

These people did not tie their hands and feet just now. If they fought back, with their strength, they would definitely kill several rebels.

However, they were too cowardly and had no fighting spirit. They just obeyed and were at the mercy of the rebels.

The ending can be imagined.

Chen Ling looked at these corpses that turned into black charcoal without any sympathy.

This is the difference between locals and Yan people.

Before, when civilians in Yan State were detained and were about to be executed, they all tried to resist and did not accept their fate until they died.

Although they did not escape successfully in the end, they at least did not die in humiliation, but retained their last dignity.

This is the Yan people who are strong-willed and would rather die than surrender.

Chen Ling shook his head secretly, continued to glance at these people, and turned around coldly.

It’s not that I am cold, I have already extended a helping hand just now.

But this is war, cruel and cold-blooded.

No matter how powerful I am, I can't take care of so many things. Facing a big killer like the Bazooka, I will be injured.
Chapter completed!