After the stitches were completed, he took out a tube of anti-inflammatory and analgesic infusion equipment from the backpack and injected it intravenously.

Afterwards, he had Zhao Yunting take off his shirt and examined the wound on his arm. It was also a gunshot wound, but the bone wasn't broken. The bullet had taken away a large piece of flesh. He took out disinfectant and first disinfected it with tweezers and cotton pads. Then he sutured it, applied medicine, and bandaged it. His technique was becoming more and more skillful! He also gave him an anti-inflammatory and analgesic fluid before suturing and bandaging the last person with a minor injury.

During this time, the more than 100 people came back once more. When they were about 300 meters away, Mo'er had an idea and threw another pile of cow dung. Then, when they were about 500 meters away, they learned their lesson and stopped moving! They stayed where they were and waited for things to change.

Moer took out a rope and asked the team members to make a simple stretcher, then took out roast chicken, beef, compressed biscuits and water. After everyone had eaten, they put the wounded on the stretcher and took turns carrying it to the county town.

Zhao Yunting and Mo'er were the last to leave, and only then did Mo'er fully understand the whole story! It turned out that there was a steel mill here that specialized in developing and smelting specialized steels needed for military purposes. A certain country, desiring to obtain the materials and the records of the smelting process, hired over two hundred armed men to seize them, intending to escape across the border. However, someone on the other side had already noticed the movement, reported it in advance, and made arrangements. However, due to an inaccurate number of people and insufficient ammunition, and mainly due to the poor shooting skills of the young soldiers, they only managed to kill seventy or eighty of the enemy. Fortunately, they were able to recover the important information and save the national treasure!

The enemy had lost seventy or eighty men, while only one was seriously injured. They must have been upset. Knowing the Chinese were out of ammunition, they planned to kill all ten of them! After chasing them for a day and a night, they finally cornered them in a cave. While they were planning how to kill them, a Chinese deity appeared, confiscated all their weapons, and even pelted them with cow dung!

And you can't get too close to them, or they'll throw you like cow dung and send you hundreds of meters away! How can I break this situation? I'm scratching my head and can't think of a solution!

Just like that. A group of people carried the wounded and returned to the county town safely and smoothly. The more than 100 people didn't come up with any solution in the end! They could only watch them leave!

At this point, the irritable feeling in Mo'er's heart finally disappeared.

Zhao Yunting called the army and learned that a car would be coming to pick them up that afternoon. The seriously injured soldier was doing well, without inflammation or fever. He and Mo'er chatted alone for two hours, expressing their longing for her, discussing the future, and what was happening in the army! Time spent together always passed quickly. The car that picked them up arrived, and they agreed to meet again in the winter.

At night, Mo'er flew his fighter plane north amidst a roar. When he was about to reach Beijing, he put away the fighter plane and drove to the newly bought house. After entering, he first entered the space, ate and took a shower, inspected the space, and then came out to sleep!

The next morning, I went out for a walk and found that there were basically no people in this area. The cell phone that cried every five days had caused 80% of the people nearby to move away. Those who didn't move away were those who had no money and no place to move!

The security in this area is extremely good. There is no one on the streets at night!

After a stroll through Beijing and a visit to the Water Pass Great Wall, we headed home at night. The roar of fighter planes left a certain brigade commander feeling unfazed. He thought, "Let it pass." He couldn't capture or bring it down anyway, so there was no point in getting anxious. Time to sleep!

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