Pulling Yan Bing over, Tian Yang carried him on his back without saying anything. He quickly ran to the lobby on the first floor and found a corner to put him down.
Taking out the first aid kit from his multi-functional waist bag, Tianyang tore off the armor on Yanbing's leg and observed it carefully. Yanbing's calf was blown off by the beam, and the blood was flowing. Tianyang really tore off the sleeve of his uniform, tore it into strips, and then tightened the soldier's thigh to slow down the bleeding.
But that's not enough.
Tianyang took the physical gun from Yanbing's hand, took out the magazine, and took out the bullets.
Applying the gunpowder in the bullet to the surface of the wound, Tianyang drew out the Red Moon Saber, looked at Yanbing and said, "Hold on."
Yanbing nodded vigorously.
Tianyang pressed the star energy into the sword, and the heat-conducting patterns on the blade were activated, and the blade began to become hot.
He placed the tip of the knife on Yanbing's wound, and the gunpowder at the wound was immediately ignited, and a ball of orange-yellow flame burst out.
Yanbing screamed in his helmet, clenched his hands, clenched his teeth, and gasped.
He was quite tough. He just shouted and endured it.
Tianyang took back his sword, took out a painkiller injection and gave him an injection, then cleaned the wound with disinfectant spray and finally put on a tourniquet.
Hearing the shout, Cangdu ran over and saw Tianyang wrapping the remaining tape around Yanbing's legs a few times to seal the gap in the protective suit. The boy was unsure whether it would work.
After all, Yanbing's wound was much bigger than his own, so Tianyang could only do his best and leave the rest to fate.
Seeing that he had saved Yan Bing, Cang Du snorted and pointed at the other soldier: "You go carry him, we'll leave quickly."
The soldier carried the wounded on his back. Tianyang patted Yanbing on the shoulder, then held the assault rifle and walked out of the building carefully with Cangdu.
The street outside the door was quite quiet, and the remaining mysterious shooters didn't seem to have any intention of chasing after them. Instead, the prowler's panting sound like a seriously ill patient could be heard from upstairs.
Cangdu made a safe gesture, then took the lead and evacuated along the same route.
Tianyang asked two soldiers to follow him, and he stayed behind. When he was about to enter the alley, he felt as if he was being watched by something, and turned his head sharply, and the beam of light from the gun swept everywhere.
But apart from the desolate streets shrouded in black fog and shadows filled with malice, there was nothing else suspicious.
The boy thought it was an illusion, so he turned around and went into the alley to catch up with the team.
Come to that
When they were near the house wrapped in filth, Cangdu suddenly crossed his arms, pressed Tianyang's chest, and pressed him against the wall.
Pointing the assault rifle at the boy's forehead, Cang Du was furious: "Do you like to be a hero so much? Fortunately, those secretive shooters didn't chase us, otherwise, we would have suffered a lot!"
The two soldiers were shocked, especially Yanbing. The current conflict between Cangdu and Tianyang was caused by him.
He was about to come down, but Tianyang stopped him with a look, then looked at Cangdu calmly: "I didn't think of being a hero, I just didn't want to abandon my companions."
Cang Du shouted, "You have to change the ideas of those lower people. We are the sublimators, the upper people. Our value is greater than that of one soldier, not even a hundred soldiers! The fortress has poured a lot of resources into us, not to ask you to be a saint! Besides, do you think you can save everyone?"
Tian Yang said in a deep voice: "I have never thought about saving everyone, let alone being a saint. If things are impossible, I will choose to give up. But if you can, why not give him a hand. I have experienced the feeling of being abandoned, and I know the feeling of despair. If you were in that situation, you would also hope that someone could pull you out of hell."
Cang Du snorted, let go and said, "I'm not unlucky enough to need a little ghost to save me. You'd better stop being so naive. Otherwise, it will take your life sooner or later."
"I will take your suggestion seriously."
"Tsk, next time let the captain be the babysitter himself. I won't help him take care of the kid." Cangdu kicked a stone away, vented a little, and then led the way.
Not knowing whether those black people would suddenly catch up with them, they did not dare to collect specimens and hurried back to the camp.
When they returned to the camp, Han Shu and Ji Yu had already returned. Seeing Yan Bing injured, Han Shu almost dropped the cigarette in his mouth.
"What happened? Did you run into a black civilian?"
When Han Shu asked, Ji Yu had already asked someone to send Yan Bing to the car. In the absence of a team doctor, Ji Yu, who had certain medical knowledge, often acted as the team doctor.
Cang Du gave a brief explanation, then took off his equipment and went to the side to rest.
Anyone can see that this guy is sulking.
Tianyang and Han Shu sat by a fire. The young man looked at the rough man with a guilty look and said, "I made him angry."
Han Shu laughed and didn't care much: "It's okay, that kid Cangdu is just like that, let him be angry for a while and it will pass."
Tianyang looked at the chariot. Inside the chariot, Jiyu was treating Yanbing's wound again: "Captain, did I do something wrong?"
Han Shu smoked a cigarette and asked, "Then do you think you are wrong?"
Tianyang thought seriously for a moment and shook his head: "I don't know, I just think that I should do this."
Han Shu exhaled a cloud of smoke. "That's it. Actually, you are not wrong, and neither is Cangdu. There is no such thing as right or wrong in this world. There are only different choices. No matter what you do, if you make a choice and bear the consequences, then you have done nothing wrong."
Tianyang scratched his head and said, "Captain, the truth you said is too profound. Can you explain it in a simpler way?"
Han Shu glanced at him and said meaningfully: "Do more with your hands and use your brain less, and you will have fewer worries."
"I understand this. It's like you and Lao Xu, you're about the same age. But Lao Xu's hair is almost falling out. I think he just uses his brain too much. Captain, am I right?"
"Fuck you, I want to beat you to death."
Han Shu stood up, patted his butt and said, "You are tired too, eat something and rest. I will take the first shift. After two hours, you and Lao Xu will take over for me, and Cangdu and Jiyu will take the third shift."
Tianyang nodded, returned to the car, took out a piece of high-energy food and ate it.
Two hours later, he woke up on time, got out of the car, and saw Lao Xu sitting by the fire.
Old Xu was holding the communicator and looking at the photos of his wife and daughter again. Tianyang coughed dryly and walked over.
There were only two of them and two soldiers left in the camp.
Tian Yang added some dead wood to the fire, and then he heard Lao Xu say, "I heard you fell into a trap?"
"Well, we were attracted by the knocking sounds of the Prowler, and then we were ambushed by the Secret Shooter."
Under the firelight, the man with sparse hair had a serious expression on his face: "Did you find any special dark people at the scene? Generally speaking, the Prowler can't cooperate with the Secret Shooter to set a trap, unless there is something behind the scenes directing them."
Tianyang recalled carefully and didn't seem to find any special criminals at that time.
Just as he was about to answer, he heard a soldier on guard in front of him shout, "Black people, it's black people!"
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