Spy war in the Republic of China, peak undercover

He tore off a corner of his shirt and pressed it tightly against the blue wound, trying to stop the blood from flowing. But the blood, like a flood that had burst its dam, could not be stopped and soon dyed his hands red.

"Damn it!" Lu Yang cursed under his breath. He knew that pressing alone would not stop the bleeding, and he had to think of other ways.

Various first aid methods flashed through his mind quickly. These were the skills he learned during his training in the Military Control Commission and in his "previous life".

He quickly assessed Qinglan's injuries. The bullet passed through her arm and did not injure the bones, but the wound was large and bleeding profusely. It was necessary to stop the bleeding and bandage it immediately.

"Zhou Qing, do you have a first aid kit?" Lu Yang asked hurriedly without turning his head.

"Yes... yes..." Zhou Qing hurriedly took out a first aid kit from a tattered canvas bag and handed it to Lu Yang.

Lu Yang took the first aid kit, opened it quickly, and found tourniquets, bandages, anti-inflammatory powder and other items inside.

He tied a tourniquet tightly around the upper end of Qinglan's arm, then used gauze dipped in alcohol to carefully clean the blood around the wound.

"It may be a little painful, just bear with it." Lu Yang said softly, his voice was gentle and trembling.

He didn't dare look into Qinglan's eyes, for he was afraid of seeing the pain and fear in her eyes.

Qinglan didn't say anything, but just bit her lips tightly. Her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat and her body was trembling slightly. She was obviously enduring severe pain.

Lu Yang cleaned the wound as quickly as possible, sprinkled anti-inflammatory powder on it, and finally bandaged the wound tightly with a bandage.

"Okay," Lu Yang said softly, "The bleeding has stopped temporarily."

He raised his head and looked at Qinglan's pale face, and his heart ached.

"How...how are you?" Lu Yang's voice was a little choked.

"I... I'm fine..." Qinglan forced a smile, with a hint of weakness and a hint of comfort in it.

"Stop talking and have a good rest," Lu Yang said, "We'll be able to get ashore soon."

He gently placed Qinglan in the cabin, let her lean on his arms, then took off his coat and covered her with it.

Zhou Qing watched from the side, his eyes moist. He had been with Lu Yang for so many years, but this was the first time he had seen him lose his composure like this.

"Boss, my sister-in-law..." Zhou Qing hesitated to speak.

"She will be fine." Lu Yang interrupted Zhou Qing and said firmly. His voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable force.

It seemed that as long as he said this, Qinglan would be fine.

Zhou Qing stopped talking. He walked silently to the bow of the boat and continued to steer it.

The small boat was sailing on the river, and the roar of the engine broke the tranquility of the night.

The river wind was cold, scraping against one's face like a knife, but Lu Yang was completely unaware. He just hugged Qinglan tightly, feeling her weak breathing and heartbeat.

He hoped that this river would have no end and would just keep going on and on, never stopping.

But, what is meant to come will always come.

"Da da da……"

A burst of intensive gunfire suddenly came from the shore, breaking the calm on the river.

"Oh no! They're pursuing us!" Zhou Qing's face changed and he shouted loudly.

Lu Yang suddenly raised his head and saw many shadowy figures appearing on the shore. They all had guns in their hands and were shooting wildly at the boat.

Bullets rained down around the boat, splashing water.

"Damn it, it's really haunting me!" Lu Yang cursed inwardly. He put Qinglan in a safe place, then picked up the submachine gun he had picked up from the body of "Black Fish" and fired at the shore.

"Zhou Qing, you are responsible for driving the boat! Ye Wanru, you take good care of Qinglan!" Lu Yang shouted loudly while shooting.

"Okay!" Zhou Qing and Ye Wanru responded.

Ye Wanru hugged Qinglan tightly, protecting her in her arms, and used her body to block the flying bullets for her.

Zhou Qing drove the small boat, dodging left and right on the river, trying to avoid the enemy's firepower.

However, the enemy's firepower was too strong. The small boat was hit like a sieve with holes everywhere. The river water kept pouring in and it was about to sink.

"Boss, it's no use! The boat is going to sink!" Zhou Qing shouted anxiously.

"Abandon boat! Jump into the river!" Lu Yang made a prompt decision. He knew that the only way now was to jump into the river to escape.

"But, Qinglan..." Zhou Qing hesitated. He was worried that Qinglan's body could not withstand the cold river water.

"Don't say but! It will be too late if we don't leave now!" Lu Yang said, picked up Qinglan, jumped into the river.

Zhou Qing and Ye Wanru also jumped down.

After several people jumped into the river, they immediately swam to the other side.

"Bang bang bang!"

The enemies on the shore were still shooting, and the bullets hit the surface of the river, splashing water.

Lu Yang held Qinglan in one hand and paddled with the other, swimming forward with all his might.

He felt that Qinglan's body was getting colder and colder, and his breathing was getting weaker and weaker.

"Qinglan, hold on! We'll be there soon!" Lu Yang said in Qinglan's ear, his voice full of anxiety and encouragement.

However, Qinglan did not respond at all. Her eyes were closed and her face was pale, like a flower about to wither.

"Qinglan! Qinglan!" Lu Yang shouted loudly, but Qinglan never responded.

Lu Yang's heart sank to the bottom, and an ominous premonition came to his mind.

He lifted Qinglan's head out of the water, then used his mouth to press against hers and began to perform artificial respiration.

One, two, three...

Lu Yang kept performing artificial respiration, hoping to pull Qinglan back from the brink of death.

However, Qinglan still didn't react. Her body grew colder and heavier...

"No! You can't die! You can't die!" Lu Yang's voice was filled with tears. He couldn't believe it, nor did he want to believe that Qinglan left him like this.

"Lu Yang, don't be like this..." Ye Wanru swam to Lu Yang's side. She looked at Lu Yang's grief-stricken expression, and her heart ached. "Let's...let's go ashore first..."

"Yes... yes... go ashore..." Lu Yang seemed to suddenly wake up. He hugged Qinglan and swam towards the shore with Ye Wanru and Zhou Qing.

After a hard struggle, they finally swam to the shore.

Lu Yang gently placed Qinglan on the ground and began to check her condition.

"There is still hope, there is still hope..." Lu Yang muttered to himself while checking, as if comforting himself or praying to God.

He found that although Qinglan was seriously injured, he still had a faint breathing and heartbeat.

He immediately began to give Qinglan first aid, pressing her chest and giving her artificial respiration...