At this time, the enemies on the hillside were climbing quickly towards the top of the mountain, seven or eight hundred meters away from the top. On the dark hillside, the shadows of trees were swaying, and the figures of enemies appeared and appeared among the stones and bushes.
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The action team members lay quietly on the stone wall and watched the enemy's figure. The gun constantly changed directions as the enemy's body fluctuated. Just as the enemy was approaching five or six hundred meters, Qi Dong covered his left cheek with his hand.
, sucked the air conditioner and whispered: "Prepare to shoot!"
Xiaoya, not far away, heard something strange in the headphones, turned her head and saw Qi Dong covering her face with her hands, and her heart sank, knowing that he was injured in the battle just now.
Xiaoya quietly took two steps back from behind the stone wall. Just as she was about to approach Qidong, she heard Qidong's scream in her headphones: "Machine Gunner, shoot!"
"Dadadadada..." The cheerful sound of light machine guns immediately sounded like fried beans on the top of the mountain. Seven or eight light machine guns suddenly ejected flames from the side of the wall. One by one, the members of the operating team holding machine guns were already half-squatting.
On the side of the stone wall, shoot downwards towards the hillside.
The top of the mountain is located outside the canyon and is an important barrier to the canyon. The enemy has equipped more than a dozen light machine guns and several rocket launchers to defend. Now, except for the machine guns damaged in the battle, the rest are all used by the operation team members to carry them.
On the low wall.
Xiaoya quickly stretched her head and looked down. It turned out that the enemy who was rushing to the top of the mountain was for some reason. She suddenly turned around and ran down the mountain. At this time, the enemy had not yet entered the effective range of the automatic rifle, so Qidong only ordered the range to be slightly
The far-distance light machine gun fired, obviously trying to eliminate the enemy's vitality and reduce the pressure on Wanlin and others in the valley.
Xiaoya bent down and ran to Qidong, pulled him down from the stone wall, pulled his left hand away, and saw that his left face and neck were covered with blood, and a scar as thick as a little finger was from the left side.
The cheeks pass through the side, and the muscles on the cheeks flip toward both sides.
Xiaoya lowered her head and shouted to the microphone: "All attention, Wang Dali will take over Qidong's command!" He pulled Qidong and ran to a big tree behind her.
At this time, Wang Dali was holding a rapid-fire machine gun and was alert. Suddenly, he heard Xiaoya's shout in his headphones. He felt a trembling heart, knowing that something must have happened to Qidong, otherwise he would not be allowed to take over the command. He quickly turned his head and looked,
Seeing Xiaoya pulling Qidong to the back, she knew Qidong was injured.
Seeing Qidong running, he knew that his injury was not serious, he quickly turned around and looked down at the mountain. The enemy on the hillside ran quickly to the bottom of the mountain with a desperate death. In a blink of an eye, he had already run to the bottom of the mountain, leaving four or five on the hillside.
With a corpse.
"Stop shooting! Strengthen the alert" Wang Dali whispered, turned around and ran to Xiaoya and Qidong's position behind him.
At this time, Xiaoya had quickly opened the first aid kit and was treating Qidong's wounds with alcohol cotton. When Qidong saw Dali running over, he glared and asked with a grin, "Why are you here for? The battle is going on?
What's going on?"
"The enemy must have received the order to retreat. He ran faster than a rabbit, leaving four or five corpses. I have arranged the warning." Dali replied in a muffled voice, and then asked Xiaoya worriedly: "Is it serious?
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"Brain, you guys surrounded us with the canvas of the enemy's tent. I need lighting," Xiaoya said quickly.
Dali immediately called a few team members, pulled the enemy's broken tent from the grass, cut some relatively complete canvas with a saber, and surrounded Xiaoya. Wu Xueying, Wen Meng and others also ran over to Xiaoya and Qidong.
A piece of his head was pulled up and a flashlight was lit up in the temporary medical center surrounded by canvas. Xiaoya quickly cleared the blood and dirt from the wound, picked up a shot of anesthetic and injected it on Qidong's face, preparing to implement a local
Anesthetically sutured wounds.
He started to see him holding the syringe and sucking the air conditioner, asking, "What's the matter? " Xiaoya said as she raised the syringe and was about to pierce it. Qidong reached out and grabbed Xiaoya's wrist and said, "When is it?"
You use this for me and just sew it!”
Xiaoya hesitated for a moment, turned her head and looked at Dali, and nodded when she saw him. They knew that at this time, Qidong was the highest commander here and he had to ensure that his mind was clear.
Xiaoya bit her teeth, put away the syringe and said to Qidong, "Then you bear it!" Dali reached out and pulled down the towel on his body and rolled it into a roll, stuffed it into Qidong's mouth, allowing him to bite it tightly.
, turned around and walked out of the curtain. He is now the battlefield agent and must be aware of the surrounding situation at any time.
Xiaoya quickly took out the suture needle and thread, and Lingling knelt on one knee to serve as her assistant.
At this time, the top of the mountain was silent, and only gunshots were heard from the cliffs on the north side of the canyon more than ten kilometers away. The team members on the top of the mountain were lying behind the stone wall on the top of the mountain, watching the movements around them vigilantly, and their eyes swept toward each other from time to time.
The temporary curtain in the center of the mountain top and the gunshots in the north were worried about Qi Dong's injuries and Wei Chao and the other's battle.
They all knew that Qidong must have been injured when attacking the top of the mountain, but for so long, he did not care about his injuries, but endured the pain and continued to issue battlefield orders.
In the curtain, Xiaoya was sewing the wound on Qidong's face. The "hiss" sounds of suture threads pulling from the muscles were like a caterpillar crawling on the surrounding team members, making everybody
The team members were twitching in their hearts, with a creepy feeling.
That was the sound of the surgical line passing through a living person without any anesthesia.
Qidong's eyes were closed tightly, his teeth were biting the towel in his mouth, and his right hand grabbed Bao Ya's arm next to him. His hands were trembling slightly, and the nails on his hands were deeply pierced into Bao Ya's sleeves.
Wen Meng, Wu Xueying and others were pulling canvas around, all of whom closed their eyes tightly, and their faces became bloodless. The silk thread was not loud enough to penetrate the flesh, like a sharp blade piercing them in their hearts, constantly
The stirring made each of them feel deeply distressed. They were not afraid of life and death, but the sound in their ears made several people feel tormented.
Only Lingling stood beside Xiaoya, holding her towel in her hand, and constantly wiping Qidong's forehead with a pale face. In the drizzle, water droplets of soybeans kept gushing out from Qidong's angular face, and
I can't tell whether it's because of the severe pain or the continuous rain.
Finally, the harsh "hiss" suddenly disappeared. Xiaoya turned her head and asked Lingling to take out a small bamboo tube that her grandfather gave her from the medicine box, pour out some medicine powder from it and evenly sprinkle it on the wound, and then quickly bandage it.
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Xiaoya breathed a sigh of relief after bandaging Qidong's wounds. Wen Meng and the others around him also breathed a deep breath. They were finally liberated from this creepy voice.