"She..." Deng Ye paused. He really didn't know how to answer this question.
"Okay, I understand. You can go down." Mi Lan responded lightly.
"yes."
Looking at the closed door, Mi Lan sighed. In one month, Xiaomi, how are you doing? Can you still withstand this final blow?
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"Xiaomi! Let's take a rest after traveling all night!" Xia Xia panted and held on to the tree next to her, giving her already weak body some temporary support.
"Yes! Everyone's physical strength has reached the limit. If this continues, we will have to die!" Muzi continued Xia Xia's words.
"What are you talking about?! We are a collective, and no one is allowed to get into trouble!" Looking at the weak and sallow people in front of me, I frowned and said softly: "Three minutes to adjust."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief as if they were receiving an amnesty, and sat or lay down on the same spot, squinting their eyes and resting.
"Xiaomi, aren't you tired?" Muzi moved to my side and asked gently.
"I'm not tired." I replied lightly.
After listening to my unintentional words, Muzi's eyes were a little moist, and seeing the crystal tears about to fall, I quickly raised my hand, caressed Muzi's thin face, and comforted him: "Good Muzi, why are you crying?"
I’m really fine.”
"Xiaomi, it's not that you are not tired, you just have to hide your true thoughts because you know better than any of us that as a leader, your behavior and every move affects the morale and strength of the entire team."
"Ever since I was little, you are the only one who understands me best." Faced with Muzi's thorough analysis, I smiled slightly.
"Then..."
Before Muzi finished speaking, there was a "bang" sound, and a bullet was embedded in the stone next to Muzi. It was this sound that startled everyone.
Everyone gathered around and looked at the bullet deeply embedded in the stone. Everyone was stunned.
"In the wilderness, where did this bullet come from?"
"Could we be being followed?"
"It's unlikely..."
"Shh! Everyone, stop talking!" Xiaowei frowned, as if trying to distinguish something. A few seconds later, Xiaowei suddenly shouted: "It's a helicopter!"
"Helicopter?!"
"Everyone, take cover!" Someone shouted.
I quickly grabbed Jiang Wan who was trying to hide next to me, and said quickly: "Hiding will only delay us more time, everyone split up and run forward!"
I gave the order, and the eight people divided into four groups and ran forward in a circuitous manner.
As soon as he finished speaking, bullets began to rain down on us one after another. And we couldn't tell which of these bullets were live ammunition and which were blank ammunition.
Yao Chi and I ran forward as hard as we could. At this moment, Wen He, who was not far away from us, yelled. He glanced over in a hurry and saw Wen He's already scarred arm was stabbed with another knife.
It's a thick and long needle. If I guessed correctly, there should be an anesthetic in this needle.
The helicopter was still circling overhead, buzzing.
"Wen He! How are you? Are you okay?!" Jiang Wan helped the injured Wen He and asked anxiously.
"It's okay!" Wen He pulled out the needle on his arm and smiled slightly: "Keep running!"
Everyone just thought that Wen He was fine, and it seemed that I was not the only one, but it seemed that I was the only one who saw it. Wen He's left arm swayed unnaturally, and the amplitude became smaller and smaller, and finally even became motionless. Only his right arm swung unnaturally.
His arms kept swinging with the rhythm of running. The anesthetic took effect and Wen He could no longer lift his left arm.
I ran to Wen He in three steps, half grasped her waist tightly, and ran forward quickly.
About two hours later, the helicopter finally disappeared, and everyone sat there panting.
"Wen He, how are you? Still can't move your arms?"
Wen He shook his head and said guiltily: "I'm sorry, it was me who dragged everyone down..."
"No... you didn't drag anyone down." Yao Chi quickly denied Wen He's words.
"Who else was injured?" I estimated that Wen He must not have been the only one injured in this two-hour small battle.
Seeing Jiang Wan tighten her legs and sit curled up, Xiaowei slapped Jiang Wan's hand away, picked up her pants, and said angrily: "Why are you so sorry to yourself? If you die from your injuries, are you waiting to be disabled?"
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"Xiaowei, don't be like this. Jiang Wan was injured and she feels bad. She just doesn't want to cause trouble to everyone..."
After listening to Xia Xia's words, Xiaowei calmed down, tore off the camouflage cloth on her body, and briefly cleaned Jiang Wan's wounds: "Jiang Wan, I don't blame you, I just think that we are all one body and share the blessings.
, we share the same difficulties, you are injured, we will not leave you alone. On the contrary, you hide it from us and do not let us know, which is a distrust of us. "
"I'm sorry..." Jiang Wan apologized softly.
"Xiaowei, how is the wound?" Muzi leaned over and asked nervously.
"It's a gunshot wound. Fortunately, the wound is not deep. Otherwise, even walking would be a problem." Xiaowei turned around, looked at Muzi deeply, and then suddenly said in shock: "Oops! Muzi, look at the wound on your shoulder."
The wound is starting to fester!”
"Pyrus?!" Everyone began to check the wounds of the people around them, and found that everyone's foreheads, whether they were major or minor wounds, began to fester, and some even had light yellow pus flowing out.
"This is how to do?!"
"Everyone, let's just deal with it briefly. We must leave quickly! Firstly, we don't know when the helicopter will fly back again. Secondly, we don't know how many traps are waiting for us on the road. Thirdly, even if we just want to treat the wounds quickly,
, we must leave quickly. I just touched Yao Chi's face, and she has already started to have a low fever. Next, I estimate that we will have fevers one after another, and if not treated in time, we will die."
"Everyone really has no strength to move forward. Our physical strength has been exhausted to the limit..."
"Remember, if you don't have the strength, you have to walk. Even if you have to crawl, you have to crawl to the end! I will never allow anyone to give up like this!"