After the body search, Pluto, Wan'er, and Xiao Yi were put on black blindfolds and pushed onto an old military truck like piggies. Without the dignity of humanitarian medical practitioners, some people have been so frightened that they wept bitterly.
Every year, medical practitioners around the world participate in humanitarian relief. This experience can help them improve their personal medical technology, and it can also leave a good reputation in the international medical community. It is also the capital for many specialist professors and directors to advance. Therefore, Pluto, who is a genius heart surgeon, was not exempt at the beginning. He participated in medical assistance to a certain place in Africa and quickly accumulated a lot of clinical experience.
For the same operating table, rinse the blood stains on the table with cold water and it will be regarded as disinfection, and the next patient will be carried up immediately, and then continue to save lives.
In this kind of operation in a war zone, even gods cannot ensure that every patient who receives treatment can survive. They can only pray that they are the lucky ones who survive with tears. And the doctor can explain to their family members at any time, "Congratulations, the operation was successful, but the patient died, please be sorry."
"What do they want?" Xiao Yi whispered in Wan'er's ear.
"Don't worry, it's not for killing us, otherwise we'll all be chugs when we get in the car." Wan'er is quite experienced in killing.
"It seems that our way of opening the dungeon is wrong. These soldiers have become suspicious of us. The best way to control the spy invasion is to control all outsiders." Pluto sat beside Wan'er with a sneer, without any panic.
"Be safe and don't be impatient, let's observe first before we talk." Wan'er leaned against the guardrail and closed her eyes to rest. The truck drove on the bumpy mountain road for more than an hour. When it finally stopped, many medical staff were quickly pulled out of the car.
The blindfolds on their faces and hands tied behind their backs were finally released. Gradually recovering her vision, Xiao Yi saw a refugee camp built in a dense forest. Many injured people were crowded in simple tents and howled, and the air smelled of blood.
And many rebel soldiers ignored their life and death at all, but quickly opened up an open space in the refugee camp with their hands and feet, and set up military tents for these medical workers.
Another group of people carried the injured rebel soldiers from the military vehicles that followed. Counting casually, there were more than a hundred people. Counting the more injured refugees, the battle situation was not as optimistic as Loli said.
Many medical practitioners did not have time to feel the grief of these wounded, and they were already under the threat of death. The rebels who lined up surrounded them with assault rifles in their hands. Without words, the cold muzzle of the guns was already telling them that whoever dared to act rashly would be sieved immediately.
And among this group of soldiers, a kid wearing a red beret stepped forward. He was just as tall as Shen Wan'er, and his small face was no older than 15 years old, but he had long lost the childishness of a teenager. The rank of major and the various medals on his chest prove that he is a cold-blooded soldier who stands out from the battle.
"Everyone, on behalf of the Kokang Allied Forces, I would like to express my gratitude to you who came from afar. We admire your humanitarian spirit. Please forgive me for the offenses I made before. This is the time of war, and we have received Information, there are spies who have infiltrated among you, trying to cause a devastating blow to our allied forces, this is absolutely not allowed to happen." Lu Li put his hands behind his back, and said in Chinese with a standard soldier's posture, "In order to ensure that everyone For your safety, we had no choice but to confiscate your communication equipment, and will also restrict your movement in this camp. Once you leave the camp or disobey our arrangements, we will not be responsible for your personal safety.”
"Ridiculous! I have never encountered such illegal control. You have seriously violated the UN Convention. I want to see your executive officer and lodge a serious protest against your actions! Once we get in touch with the outside world, your illegal actions will Severe sanctions will be imposed!" An old American doctor who relied on his elders walked out of the crowd to protest, and countless people expressed their admiration for his bravery.
But the young soldier Lu Li took out an M1911 pistol from behind without saying a word, and shot him in the calf.
With a snap, the old doctor fell to the ground, twitching in pain on the muddy ground.
"Please don't scream in a language I don't understand. I can only speak noodle shop language and Chinese." Lu Li coldly withdrew his pistol, "Also, please don't question our arrangement. This is an order, isn't it? There is no room for bargaining.”
"Sir Lu Li, I have a question." Pluto raised his hand at this moment, and many guns were attracted to aim at him.
"Please tell me." Lu Li was a little more polite to Pluto.
"When can I start working? I saw that some people will die if they don't get treatment in time." Pluto smiled.
"Let's start now." Lu Li waved his hand, and many medical personnel were brought to their marching tents.
I have to admit that Pluto is very good at controlling the situation on the scene. In the face of many gunpoints, the most important thing is not to fight for your own power, but to stay away from this confrontational scene. Only in this way can you ensure your own safety, follow-up matters, etc. Look for a breakthrough after you start.
Pluto's words gave many medical staff a short respite. Although everyone's sense of fear has not dissipated, the work has already begun.
Five chief surgeons started operations in five tents to save people. The old doctor who was shot in the calf dug out the bullet, treated the wound briefly, and continued working while standing on one foot.
At the same time, on another highway in Kokang far away from the battle line, a luxury bus drove up to a resort less than 2 kilometers away from the new market. Beautiful girls in bright ethnic costumes crowded in front of the bus.
The car door opened, and local tyrants with a strong rural atmosphere walked out of the car with lustful eyes. They are all distinguished guests brought over from the border of the Celestial Dynasty. Regardless of the many aunts and aunts inside, there are hundreds of thousands of real gold and silver in their backpacks.
Recently, because of the war, Kokang's gambling industry has been suspended for a month, leaving many gamblers with nothing to do. It also made the brave banker feel like sitting on pins and needles. They are local snakes and one of the important funders of the Kokang Allied Army. No, as soon as the battle was far away from Kokang, the bankers couldn't wait to pull up a gambling group. This station wagon was fully loaded with as many as 60 passengers, all of whom came to spend money like water.
One of them who got out of the car following the crowd had a cropped cropped head. He had dark skin and a simple and honest appearance. He was wearing a super cheap flowered shirt and a thick gold chain. He looked like a peasant nouveau riche.
Beside him was a monkey-cheeked servant with a flattering face and a flattering smile. At first glance, he was not a good person. He was holding a briefcase in his hand, which contained 2 million in cash, which was also the capital of this upstart farmer.
"Well, what the hell is this place? Didn't it mean that there was a war? Why can't you even see a dead person? It's not fun at all!" The nouveau riche looked around arrogantly with a cigar in his mouth. The Roaring Emperor learned how to keep the door open with a loud voice.
The supervisor at the reception looked at it, smiled slightly, and said, "Dear guest, war is a matter for soldiers. We entertain you all here for fun. Why are you looking at such a disappointment?"
"To be honest, I have played in Vegas, Omen, and the casinos of my second uncle's chicken farm. It's boring. I like to watch things that are not allowed on TV. I heard that the fighting here is always fierce. Killing people is fun. Is it?" Zhu Zi said excitedly.
"Hehe, that's not fun." The supervisor was also quite embarrassed.
"By the way, can you get a gun here? Let me shoot a target if you have a chance." Zhu Zi continued.
"Okay, as long as your consumption reaches 200,000 yuan, I will personally take you up to the back mountain to hunt. AK hunting is guaranteed to be fun!" The supervisor smiled, but he was already scolding the bumpkins in his heart.
"Okay! My name is Ergou. Everyone in the village respectfully calls me Brother Gou. Remember my name. I will definitely become your super VIP here!" Zhuzi said, pointing to his nose with his thumb in embarrassment.
"Hello, my name is Sangou. By the way, do you have any safe and interesting services here?" Li Base asked in confusion.
"Of course, we have technicians from Dongguan who guarantee first-class technology and fair prices." The supervisor smiled knowingly.
"That's good, that's good." Li Ba hehe agreed, looking left and right at the girl, but his small eyes were on the layout of the resort and the guards at the gate.
Apparently, the Confederate Army did not loosen their supervision on this gambling nest. There were as many as 10 soldiers standing guard around the resort, with patrol teams and guards at the gate. It's not to ensure that no one will enter, but to ensure that no one will go out from here.
At this point, Shen Ming's chess pieces, except for Sui Tao, have all entered the Kokang area. Even the egret clawed at the black-eyed ants and flew to the territory of Kokang, and airdropped the burden that it had been obsessed with all the way to the billboards in the new market.
At the same time, in the command center of the most secret military base on the border of China, a professional management organization from the military has set up a 24/7 monitoring network for Kokang, and countless collaged shots outline everything that happened in the Kokang area.
And the general, who assigned the mission to Shen Ming, threw the most unlikely group of people in history into a group of people who were not rescued. official.
The general frowned deeply, because in the past few hours, Shen Ming's layout did not satisfy them. Every piece was closely monitored. Shen Ming not only failed to touch the target person, but even fell into a helpless situation. The dilemma of action.
"General, there are still 6 days before their auction. I strongly recommend that you consider Plan B." The special operations commander said sincerely.
"Use drones to carry air-to-surface missiles to blow up cipher machines? We are not American emperors." The general objected.
"This operation will not cause us too much diplomatic pressure. The United Nations has been unable to contact their rescue team, which has made countries hate the Kokang rebels. The noodle shop officials are willing to take responsibility for any of our actions against the Kokang allies , indicating that they did it." International relations experts remonstrated.
"There is still time, let me think about it again." The general said.
"General, the signal sent by the backup battery of the cipher machine is getting weaker and weaker, once we lose its azimuth coordinates..." the special warfare commander said nervously.
"Then let them help us lock the new coordinates. I trust my operator, he has more experience in this kind of thing than us. Don't talk too much, just observe." The general waved his hand to stop the discussion.