When the explosion came, the Hidden Dragon Team 4 had already turned into another pipe.

"Someone stepped on a mine, could it be the gang that just sniped us?" The chicken thief asked, looking back.

"Probably not." Dewey said.

"It's the rebels." Wei Laoshi said, his voice as weak as before.

"Alright, you don't talk." The mule reproached beside him.

Wei Laoshi ignored him and continued: "Second mule, put on my headphones, I can hear the rebels' intercom. ”

His injuries were not light, otherwise he wouldn't have remembered to give the headphones to the second mule until now.

"Okay, I'll put it on him, don't talk about it."

The mule complained while taking off Wei Laoshi's earphones, stuffing them into the other ear of the second mule, and his mouth was still idle, and asked, "Xian'er, what do you think those people are from?" I look at their marksmanship and reaction, it should not be a rebel. ”

"If I'm not mistaken, they're probably Blackwater." Dewey said.

"! It's really possible! The mule shouted.

"Be quiet, you're so noisy!" The second mule said.

"Okay, I'll be quiet."

The mule was surprisingly obedient and suppressed his voice: "It should be an ordinary team, if you are an elite team, I feel that they are a little weak." ”

"I think it may be an elite team, Alalebi has a lot to do with it, and Blackwater will definitely think that we are going to send an ordinary team to do something, deliver food?" The shepherd said.

"But I feel too weak, I didn't snipe, and I hit the street lamp pole." The mule said.

"It's not that they're weak, it's that we're getting stronger, and I don't think he missed it, it should be that we fought back too quickly and made him lose his accuracy." Dewey speculated.

"Well, it's possible, I feel like I've been a lot stronger lately." The mule laughed.

"Childish." Chestnut interjected lightly.

"Chestnut God, let me tell you, don't fall into my hands, you kid, or see how I clean you up!"

The mule immediately threatened, but for his threat Chestnut God always sent another sentence "childish." ”

"Okay, don't make a fuss, we have to find a place to go out, hurry up and treat Lao Shi's injuries." Dewey said.

"Not far ahead, I remember there should be a mall where we can go into the basement." Said the duck at the front.

"Okay, let's go there."

Everyone quickened their pace, and soon arrived at the mall that the duck mentioned, which was actually not too far from the place where they entered the city's drainage system, and the straight-line distance was only two or three hundred meters.

The duck opened the drainage manhole cover of the mall and drilled out, and outside was the mall's underground parking lot, and several cars could be seen inside, all covered with dust.

He first scouted around the inside and found an equipment room, which contained the emergency generator of the mall, but there was no gasoline.

"Here's it, duck, you and the shepherd go and see if there is any oil in those cars, and if so, get it, Lao Wet may need surgery, and the light must be sufficient." Dewey arranged.

The two went to find gasoline, the others turned on the tactical flashlight, and the two mules put Wei Laoshi on the ground.

"Let me see, how is the injury?" The mule said.

Wei Lao was wet on his back, the blood had soaked through the combat uniform, and the mule carefully took off his clothes and body armor, only to see a finger-thick wound, bleeding outward.

"It didn't hurt the heart, it should hurt the lungs, but it wasn't a penetrating injury, it's a little difficult to do." The mule whispered, his brows twisted.

If it is a penetrating injury, it is easier to deal with, because there is no residual warhead in the body, and like Wei Laoshi's current situation, it is necessary to undergo surgery to take out the warhead.

But it is precisely because it is not a penetrating wound that Wei Laoshi can save his life, and the penetrating wound caused by the 7.62 mm sniper bullet is not the thickness of a finger, and a bowl-sized hole will be punched out of the chest, so that the gods will be powerless.

He double-checked it again, and then he let out a long sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the bullet didn't go deep and just injured the lobes of the lungs, which should be able to be taken out under the conditions here.

I have to say that Wei Laoshi is indeed lucky, the position where the bullet is fired is the strongest place in the body armor, if it is an assault rifle bullet, it may not even be able to penetrate it, although the sniper rifle bullet has strong kinetic energy, but after the cushion of the body armor, the strength is already insufficient, and it has not been able to cause more serious trauma.

"I just said that whoever writes in my little book will be protected by my mysterious oriental power, and I am not allowed to say that I am amusing and naïve in the future."

Finding that Wei Laoshi's life was not in danger, the mule began to show its original form again, teasing it.

The chicken thief and the duck found gasoline and added it to the gasoline generator, and Dewey adjusted the generator output switch to not supply power to the mall, but only to keep the lighting between the equipment.

The electric light is turned on, and the equipment room is brightly illuminated, but it is not enough for surgery, because the operation needs a shadowless lamp.

But it was also difficult to defeat the hidden dragon, Dewey collected the tactical flashlights together, tied them up and held them in the air as a shadowless lamp, although the effect was a little weak, but it was much better than nothing.

"The second mule and I stayed behind to help, and the others were on guard." Dewey said.

The mule took out the medical kit, first disinfected his hands, and then disinfected Wei Lao's wet wound, and then said: "Lao Shi, we can only be numb, it will definitely hurt, you bear with it, why don't you listen to it again, or play a game and watch a movie or something?" ”

Dewey really wanted to punch him, but he didn't forget to tease him at any time.

Also riding a horse to watch the film!

Do you want Wei Lao Shixue to make a domestic Ling Lingqi and concentrate the blood to a little to reduce blood loss?

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up." Wei Laoshi replied weakly.

"Okay, I'll start now."

Although the mule is usually teasing, but when he picks up the scalpel, his face becomes extremely serious, and it is difficult for people to connect with him usually.

He first injected Wei Laoshi with anesthetic, waited for a few minutes for the anesthetic to come up, picked up the scalpel and cut it on Wei Laoshi's wound.

The surgery is not simply to cut the wound, but to follow the direction of the muscle, not only to prevent the muscle from being cut and cause secondary injury, but also to help open the wound. Of course, the most important thing is to avoid blood vessels and minimize bleeding.

Under the scalpel of the mule, Wei Laoshi's back muscles were cut open, and he could already see the warhead inside.

The warhead was stuck between the two ribs, which was one of the reasons why it failed to go deeper, half of which had already been shot into the lobes of the lungs, and as Wei Lao's wet breathing, blood kept gushing outward.

Dewey gave the mule a hand, using absorbent cotton to suck the gushing blood, so as not to interfere with the mule's vision.

The mule saw that the knife was sufficient, put the scalpel aside, picked up the pliers, and said, "How do you feel?" I'm going to get the warhead. ”

"It's okay, I can bear it." Wei Laoshi gritted his teeth and said.

"Okay, I'll take it."

The mule clamped the warhead with pliers, and it was such a light touch that Wei Laoshi couldn't help but snort, and the muscles behind him trembled.

"Hold back, don't move." The mule said.

"Hmm."

Wei Lao snorted, grabbed his sleeve and stuffed it into his mouth, and bit it hard.

The mule pulled out hard, and the bullet was stuck in the ribs, and it was not able to pull it out.

In the case of surgery, the ribs will be stretched open with a tool, and there will be enough space to remove the warhead. But the mule's hygienist is actually only a part-time worker, and it is impossible to carry so many tools in the medical bag, and there is no way to prop up the ribs.

He stared at the warhead and said, "Old wet, the warhead is stuck in the ribs, and I can only make a miracle with great strength." ”

"Hmm." Wei Laoshi nodded heavily.

The mule took a deep breath, grabbed the bullet and pulled it out violently.

Wei Laoshi only felt the pain coming from his back, his two eyes suddenly widened, and his neck involuntarily straightened.

But even in such pain, his teeth clenched tightly, and he didn't let out a moan.

Trumpet.

With a soft sound, the warhead was pulled out alive by the mule.

Wei Laoshi was like losing a pillar, his head hung down suddenly, startling the second mule who was holding a tactical flashlight, and hurriedly shouted: "Old wet, old wet!" ”

"It's all right, just faint," the mule interrupted the call of the second mule, "it's better that you don't have to suffer that sin." ”

He threw the bullet aside and gestured to Dewey to quickly drain the blood from the wound.

Dewey's absorbent cotton pressed against the wound and touched Wei Lao's wet lung lobe, which brought him to his senses again, and he couldn't help but snort.

"Hold on, and you'll be fine right away."

The mule spoke, but his hand did not stop, and he quickly threaded the needle and thread, and then said, "It will hurt even more later, and you must endure it." ”

"Don't, don't talk nonsense about horses, hurry up and sew your horses." Wei Laoshi forced a voice out of his teeth and scolded.

"Okay, I'll go as fast as I can."

The mule bent needle picked up the wound in the lobe of the lung, and Wei Laoshi's eyes widened again, but he didn't faint like just now, but he wished he had fainted.

However, it was only four or five stitches, but Wei Laoshi felt that he had died four or five times, and the pain from his internal organs was really unbearable, even if it was a hidden dragon that had undergone intensive training.

"Speaking of which, Lao Shi, you have to thank Zaghava, we are there to perform security duties, I have learned a lot from the doctors in the team, otherwise I won't be able to get this kind ......of lobar suture at all."

The mule's mouth was babbling endlessly, and Wei Laoshi also knew that he was distracting himself, but he still felt like he was strangling him.

"Can you stop being verbose, can't you sew it quickly, I can't stand it!"

Fortunately, after the lobes were sutured, the rest of the place was much faster, and the mule finished the last knot, cut the sutures, and said: "It's finally over, but I'm tired of stepping on the horse, and I'll tell you, if you don't invite me to dinner when you turn around, you'll be too uninteresting." Hey, old wet, old wet ......"

Looking at Wei Laoshi again, he was already asleep, he had lost too much blood, and he had undergone an irregular operation, and when the operation was completed, the tight string in his heart was loosened, and he fell asleep.