Originally, the injury on Liang Zhiqiong's hand was not serious, but since the day's training, the injury can be said to have worsened, and even the bandage Mo Shangyun took off had flesh on it.
Liang Zhiqiong bit the wooden stick tightly and kept silent.
It wasn't as painful as Mo Shangyun described, but it wasn't ordinary pain either.
It won't touch the tongue, but it will definitely growl.
This is not what Liang Zhiqiong wants.
Long pain is worse than short pain. Mo Shangyun moved very quickly. After washing her palms with water, she immediately applied the medicine and tied the bandages, and told her to be careful next time.
Liang Zhiqiong twitched in pain and could only nod, unable to speak.
However, this is not the end.
Mo Shangjun then picked the blisters on her and Tang Shi's feet, and then put some medicine on them.
Even during the training camp, Tang Shi and Liang Zhiqiong had never experienced such training, so this time it was naturally a bit miserable, so they needed special attention, but Mo Shangyun would do all these things.
However, for others, Tang Shi and Liang Zhiqiong's perseverance and patience are indeed worthy of admiration, but Mo Shangyun is even more worthy of admiration.
After completing this day of training, I still have the energy to care about other people's injuries.
- Everyone knows that Mo Shangyun's right arm is injured, but looking at Mo Shangyun's state, it seems that the injury has no effect on her. In other words, she can bear it.
When Mo Shangyun finished treating Liang Zhiqiong and Tang Shi's injuries, their rest time was almost over.
They don't work as hard as the red team, and they have enough resources, so they only need to walk a little further, and once they reach a spacious place, a car will pick them up to take them to the camp to rest.
For Mo Shangyun, there is no problem, but for Liang Zhiqiong and Tang Shi, this part of the road will be difficult to walk after the rest.
"Sister Xiaoliang, let me carry you—"
Seeing that they were embarrassed to stand up, Chu Ye rushed over after being pulled by Mu Cheng and said a few words.
"Sister Tang Shi, I'll carry you!"
Soon, Mu Cheng also followed.
"No, no." Liang Zhiqiong gritted his teeth, stood up from the ground with difficulty, and said firmly, "I want to go by myself."
"I also-"
Tang Shi also planned to refuse, but her words were interrupted by Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangyun said: "You will waste more time if you leave."
It's all about teamwork. It doesn't matter if you try to be brave, but you won't be able to implicate the team. What's more, female soldiers are a little worse than male soldiers in terms of physical strength. Male soldiers are full of energy and willing to carry them, so let them carry them.
During training, Mo Shangyun insists on treating them equally, but some things are unnecessary. After realizing the gap, he must consider all aspects of coordination.
Tang Shi and Liang Zhiqiong are now being carried on their backs, which is the best way.
In the relationship between the three, basically what Mo Shangyun said, as long as it made sense, Tang Shi and Liang Zhiqiong would subconsciously obey.
So, now I can only nod my head.
Mucheng was in charge of Tang poetry, while Chu Ye was in charge of Liang Zhiqiong.
However, when Chu Ye was carrying Liang Zhiqiong on his back, he suddenly felt a murderous aura. He looked up in confusion, and only discerned that the general direction seemed to come from - Peng Yuqiu.
Chu Ye shuddered, but never put Liang Zhiqiong down.
Peng Yuqiu looked away, but when they set off, his eyes fell on them involuntarily.
Next, the entire team was divided into two columns to start the action, Liang Zhiqiong and Tang Shi were in the middle, and the two teams before and after. Because there is no need to fight, you can focus on moving forward, and the overall speed is very fast.
Mo Shangyun was very relaxed. He chatted with Wei Nan and Ji Zhou throughout the whole process, mainly discussing the strategies of the red and blue teams. The topic of conversation was a bit deep. I can only hear a few words occasionally, but most of them go into the left ear and come out of the right ear, not in my head.
After walking about three kilometers, they finally came to the wide road, and two military trucks were waiting for them by the side of the road.
There were still two of them, and they were pulled back to the camp after getting in the car.
A litter of tired people began to sleep as soon as they sat down and tilted their heads.
This time, Liang Zhiqiong and Tang Shi were sitting together. As soon as the two sat down, they slept with their heads tilted against each other, and they couldn't even lift their eyelids.
"Comrade Xiao Peng, your brows are furrowed all the way."
Mu Cheng deliberately sat next to Peng Yuqiu and bumped against Peng Yuqiu's shoulder.
Peng Yuqiu gave him a cool look.
Mu Cheng didn't care, closed his eyes and fell asleep beautifully.
It's time to worry about it, worry about it slowly, but he has to take all the time to rest.
Peng Yuqiu sat opposite and could see Liang Zhiqiong as soon as he looked up.
His eyes swept around the sleeping Liang Zhiqiong, and Peng Yuqiu finally looked at Liang Zhiqiong's injured palm—the white bandage, soaked with blood, and the sharp contrast between white and red was extremely dazzling.
And Liang Zhiqiong, the heartless, slept soundly, as if all the pain had been left behind.
At night, seven o'clock.
Red team camp.
After all the red team members gathered, they started camping without stopping.
For nearly three hours, they each assigned their tasks, set up camp on the spot, picked up firewood, and prepared to cook.
They moved quickly, successfully completed these trivial things in three hours, and finally prepared to take a breath and eat their first meal of the day.
Four campfires, four groups of people gathered around the campfire, plus a group of people patrolling and guarding the hostages around the camp.
The work of more than 50 people was arranged in an orderly manner.
Chen Shuhao sat by the fire, holding warm rice in his hand, and exhaled deeply.
With such high-intensity training, after a busy day, the body will fall apart.
Now I don't even have the strength to eat, I just want to fall on the ground and sleep until dawn.
However, even in such a state, there are still many individuals who say jokes and jokes, and gradually stir up the atmosphere.
"Liu, have we met Liang Zhiqiong this time?"
The sound of discussion on the opposite side suddenly attracted Chen Shuhao's attention.
Chen Shuhao looked up and found that the people in the next group were chatting.
Xiao Liu received his own meal and replied glumly, "Yeah."
"Speaking of which, she is really struggling. Isn't her hand injured? It was originally a minor injury, but she has been training all the time. Not only did the injury not heal at all, but it became more and more serious. Today, she was almost covered in blood. Bandage scares."
"It's okay, we also have a lot of them, and they're injured. Just deal with them and continue to work."
"Speaking of which, the well-drained knee was also injured, and it suffered a lot of bruises, but when I came back and crossed the barbed wire, I didn't fall behind at all." The people in the group helped to talk to Chen Shuhao, and then asked Chen Shuhao, "Yes. Bar?"
Chen Shu took a good look at her, but didn't say much, just said lightly: "A little injury."
She glanced at her left knee.
When fighting against Mo Shangjun, he accidentally hit his knee on the rock. The pain was too much at the time, and the body was in a state of exhaustion. It didn't seem that much pain during the action, but since arriving at the camp, the pain has been felt She was slowly awakened, and she even limped when she walked. Later, when someone asked, she said a few words.
However, she didn't want to tell others how serious the injury was.
It's about self-esteem, it's about some kind of attachment.
After a few bites of the meal, the crowd was quite lively.
However, the sudden voice brought such a rare commotion to an abrupt end.
"Bang bang bang-"
"Da da da-"
"Shhhhh-"
They paused for a few seconds before reacting - it was an attack!
After returning to their senses, they immediately put down the food in their hands, then picked up the weapons that had been put aside, and went to look for the enemy's traces.
It took about five seconds before someone shouted in the crowd—
"The hostages have been taken away!"
"What time is the enemy appearing!"
"Put down what you're doing and take the hostages back first!"
…
After more than ten seconds of chaos, the red team members each found their own team members, and then began their pursuit.
The BLU team came silently and caught them off guard. During the time they were stunned, the BLU team had already escaped for a while, and they had escaped in several places without giving them an accurate direction to go. Chasing the hostages, of course, the red team's group is also scattered, chasing the blue team in different directions.
Such a pursuit battle lasted for a full five hours.
It wasn't until the early morning of the next day that the blue team threw the hostages to them and drove away.
The Red Team students, who had tossed for five hours, almost collapsed when they learned that the battle was over. Occasionally, they could find a few who were still a little conscious, but they were basically swearing in various places. There are all kinds of swear words, and all of them are venting their mood at the moment.
In the jeep, Mo Shangjun took out the binoculars and looked at the Red Team students who were slowly moving away. After seeing someone stretched out his middle finger, he raised his brows slightly.
Now, you can really get a good night's sleep.
465 The Devil's Week [Nine]