Looking at Nuoka and the others escaping in a hurry, Luo Beichen stood up with his gun in his arms.
At this time, Geng Jihui and Deng Zhenhua also slowly came to Luo Beichen's side.
"It's finally over." Geng Jihui sighed.
Although these people's weapons and equipment were poor and their fighting qualities were poor, the intensity of the fighting still made Geng Jihui feel a lot of pressure.
"That means they run fast, otherwise the great paratroopers would have kept them all here!" At this time, Deng Zhenhua also spoke in agreement.
Luo Beichen glanced at Deng Zhenhua. When his eyes swept across Deng Zhenhua's lower body, Luo Beichen's eyes suddenly condensed.
"Paratrooper, where did the blood on your pants come from?" Luo Beichen's tone was a little nervous. There was a lot of blood on Deng Zhenhua's pants. Luo Beichen remembered that Deng Zhenhua had never come into contact with the enemy in hand-to-hand combat, so where did the blood come from? p>
Hearing Luo Beichen's words, Geng Jihui also quickly looked at Deng Zhenhua.
Sure enough, as Luo Beichen said, there was a pool of blood on Deng Zhenhua's pants.
"Where?" Deng Zhenhua reached behind and touched his back, and then a sharp pain came from his buttocks.
"Ouch!" Deng Zhenhua screamed.
It's okay if Deng Zhenhua doesn't scream, but when he does, Luo Beichen and Geng Jihui immediately become nervous.
"What's wrong?" Luo Beichen hurriedly walked to Deng Zhenhua's side, reaching out to touch Deng Zhenhua's body.
Seeing Luo Beichen reaching out, Deng Zhenhua suddenly became nervous.
The injured position is a bit awkward, and Deng Zhenhua is somewhat embarrassed.
But Luo Beichen didn't care about this. He slapped Deng Zhenhua's hand away, and then turned Deng Zhenhua over.
Then, Luo Beichen began to check.
Following the location of the blood stain, Luo Beichen quickly found the wound.
Seeing the wound, Luo Beichen had an inexplicable smile on his face.
"Xiao Geng, take off his pants for me!" Luo Beichen suddenly knocked Deng Zhenhua down and controlled his hands.
Hearing Luo Beichen's words, Geng Jihui was stunned for a moment, then laughed strangely, "No problem!"
Geng Jihui excitedly reached for Deng Zhenhua's belt.
"What are you going to do? Don't do it!" Looking at Luo Beichen and the two of them, Deng Zhenhua's face suddenly became filled with panic, and his body began to struggle violently.
However, under Luo Beichen's strange power, Deng Zhenhua's struggle was in vain.
Soon, under Deng Zhenhua’s desperate gaze, Geng Jihui took off Deng Zhenhua’s pants.
"Tsk, tsk, the young man is quite fair. Why don't I notice it usually?" Luo Beichen glanced at Deng Zhenhua's butt and joked.
Hearing Luo Beichen's words, Deng Zhenhua turned his head to the side in shame.
Luo Beichen did not continue to tease Deng Zhenhua, but observed Deng Zhenhua's wounds.
I saw a thumb-sized fragment stuck in Deng Zhenhua's right buttock, which should be a fragment of a 40-fire artillery shell.
At this time, the wound was still bleeding. Luo Beichen stretched out his hand and pressed around the wound, and found that the wound was not very deep, which made Luo Beichen heave a sigh of relief.
In fact, it’s not surprising when you think about it. Although people’s perception of pain is greatly reduced due to the rapid secretion of adrenaline during combat, if the wound is serious, it is impossible for Deng Zhenhua not to feel it at all.
"You are so unlucky that you were splashed by shell fragments. Fortunately, the wound is not very deep." Luo Beichen took something out of his backpack and said to Deng Zhenhua.
Hearing Luo Beichen's words, Deng Zhenhua also breathed a sigh of relief.
Although Nuoka and others have retreated, they are not completely out of danger yet. If they are seriously injured at this moment, it will undoubtedly make things worse for Lone Wolf Group B.
Luo Beichen took out alcohol and gauze, and then said to Deng Zhenhua, "Be patient."
Then, without waiting for Deng Zhenhua to react, Luo Beichen used tweezers to grab the fragments of the shell and pulled them out directly.
The sudden pain made Deng Zhenhua open his mouth, but before he could cry out, Geng Jihui, who had quick eyes and quick hands, stuffed Deng Zhenhua's pants into his mouth.
Deng Zhenhua glanced at Geng Jihui resentfully, but before he could take his pants out of his mouth, a sharp pain came again.
I saw Luo Beichen using alcohol to disinfect his wounds.
The severe pain made Deng Zhenhua subconsciously bite the pants in his mouth tightly.
Luo Beichen then poured Yunnan Baiyao onto Deng Zhenhua's wound and began to bandage him.
Because the wound was on the buttocks, it was a bit difficult to bandage. Seeing this, Geng Jihui stepped forward to help and cooperated with Luo Beichen to turn Deng Zhenhua over.
Luo Beichen took the gauze and passed it through Deng Zhenhua's legs. While bandaging, Luo Beichen glanced at it inadvertently.
"It's a bit delicate."
Hearing Luo Beichen's words, Deng Zhenhua, who was humming there, suddenly lost his voice. Then Deng Zhenhua took the pants out of his mouth and struggled to get up.
"Bibi!" Deng Zhenhua held his head high and looked at Luo Beichen with dissatisfaction.
"Forget it, I'm afraid you will feel inferior." Luo Beichen shook his head and tied the gauze.
Hearing the conversation between the two, Geng Jihui laughed unkindly.
Deng Zhenhua glanced at the two of them fiercely, angrily picked up his pants and walked aside.
Looking at Deng Zhenhua's appearance, Luo Beichen couldn't help but smile a little.
Then he called Geng Jihui to clean up the battlefield.
This battle cost them a lot, especially since they were running out of bullets.
Fortunately, the bullets used by Nuoka and others are the same as those used by Luo Beichen and others. After all, cheap and sturdy is a highlight of Rabbit's weapons.
After replenishing their bullets, the two began to walk back.
Deng Zhenhua's wound improved a lot after being treated. However, because he was out of the battle, he no longer had that tense and exciting feeling, and his perception of pain began to recover. Deng Zhenhua also limped when he walked, and occasionally grinned.
A hissing sound came from his mouth.
Luo Beichen handed a copy of the collected bullets to Deng Zhenhua.
"You two retreat first, join Xiaozhuang and the others, and then return home together." Luo Beichen opened his mouth and gave instructions.
"What about you?" Geng Jihui glanced at Luo Beichen and heard that Luo Beichen meant that he was not going to join them.
"I'm going to get rid of Nuoka. If this cancer is allowed to go back, I don't know what he will do." Luo Beichen looked at the direction Nuoka left, and his eyes slowly narrowed.
In his previous life, he had also watched the movie Operation Mekong River, and he had a clear memory of the Mekong River tragedy.
Now facing the initiator of all this, Luo Beichen naturally cannot remain indifferent.
Although he might be punished for going back without authorization, compared with the lives of his compatriots, the punishment should be punished, and he accepted it.
Looking at Luo Beichen's appearance, Geng Jihui did not persuade him.
"Okay, after confirming the safety of Qiangzi, I will take them to wait for you at the border. Your actions have been unanimously agreed by Lone Wolf Group B." Geng Jihui looked at Luo Beichen and smiled.
Hearing Geng Jihui's words, Luo Beichen didn't say anything, but a warm current passed through his heart.
"Live and die together!" Luo Beichen stretched out his fist.
"Live and die together!" Geng Jihui and Deng Zhenhua also extended their fists and met Luo Beichen.