At this time, the enemy on the hillside was rapidly climbing to the top of the mountain, and it was seven or eight hundred meters away from the top of the mountain. Shadows of the trees swayed on the dark hillsides, and the figures of enemies flickered among the stones and bushes.

The operatives quietly lay on the edge of the stone wall and watched the enemy's figure, and the muzzle of the gun constantly changed direction with the undulation of the enemy's body. Just when the enemy was approaching five or six hundred meters, Qidong covered his left cheek with his hand, inhaled cold air and ordered in a low voice: "Prepare to shoot!" ”

Xiao Ya, who was not far away, heard the voice in the headphones a little strange, turned her head and saw Qidong's hand covering her face, her heart sank, knowing that he was injured in the battle just now.

Xiao Ya quietly took two steps back from behind the stone wall, and just as she wanted to approach Qidong, she heard Qidong's voice in the earphones: "Machine gunner, shoot!" ”

The cheerful sound of light machine guns immediately sounded on the top ......of the hill like fried beans, and seven or eight light machine guns on the side of the wall suddenly erupted tongues of fire, and one by one the action team members with machine guns in hand were already standing half-crouching on the edge of the stone wall, condescendingly strafing at the hillside.

The summit of the hill sits outside the canyon and is an important barrier to the canyon, where the enemy has deployed a dozen light machine guns and several rocket launchers to defend it, and now the rest of the machine guns have been used by the operators to stand on the low wall.

Xiao Ya hurriedly stretched out her head and glanced down, it turned out that the enemy who was rushing to the top of the mountain didn't know why? Suddenly turned around and ran down the mountain. At this time, the enemy had not yet entered the effective range of the automatic rifle, so Qidong only ordered the light machine gun with a slightly longer range to fire, apparently trying to destroy the enemy's living force as much as possible and relieve the pressure on Wanlin Tanuchi.

Xiao Ya bent down and ran in front of Qidong, pulled him down from the edge of the stone wall, pulled his left hand away, and saw that the left side of his face and neck were already covered with blood, and a small thumb-thick scar passed through the side of his left cheek, and the muscles on his cheek turned to both sides.

Xiaoya lowered her head and shouted into the microphone: "All attention, Wang Dali takes over the command of Qidong!" Pulling Qidong and running under a big tree behind him.

At this time, Wang Dali was holding a rapid-fire machine gun on alert, and suddenly heard Xiao Ya's shout in the earphones, and his heart trembled, knowing that something must have happened to Qidong, otherwise he would not have been allowed to take over the command. He hurriedly turned his head to look and saw that Xiaoya was pulling Qidong to run to the back, knowing that Qidong was injured.

When he saw Qidong's running movements, he knew that the injury was not serious, so he quickly turned his head and looked down the mountain, the enemy on the hillside ran quickly down the hill, and in a blink of an eye, he had already run to the bottom of the mountain, leaving four or five corpses on the hillside.

"Stop shooting! Strengthen vigilance," Wang Dali ordered in a low voice, turned around and ran with Bao Ya and a few people to the positions of Xiaoya and Qidong behind.

At this time, Xiaoya had quickly opened the first-aid kit and was treating Qidong's wounds with alcohol cotton. Qidong saw Dali running over, his eyes widened, and he grinned and asked, "What are you running here for, how is the battle going?" ”

"The enemy must have received the order to retreat, and ran faster than rabbits, leaving behind four or five corpses. I've already arranged a vigilance," replied with a strong urn and a worried question: "Is it strict?" ”

"Abrasions, you guys fence the canvas of the enemy's tent for us, I need lighting," Xiao Ya said quickly.

Dali immediately called a few team members, dragged the enemy's broken tent from the grass, cut some relatively intact canvas with a saber, and surrounded Xiaoya. Wu Xueying and Wen Meng also ran over and dragged a piece above Xiao Ya and Qi Dong's heads, and turned on a flashlight in the temporary medical center surrounded by canvas, Xiao Ya quickly cleaned up the blood and dirt from the wound, picked up a needle of anesthetic and was about to inject it on Qi Dong's face, ready to implement local anesthesia and suture the wound.

Activating to see him holding the syringe, inhaling the cold air and asking, "What is it?" "Local anesthesia" Xiaoya said and was about to prick the needle, Qidong reached out and grabbed Xiaoya's wrist and said, "When?" You still use this for me, sew it directly! ”

Xiao Ya hesitated, turned her head to look at Dali, and saw him nodding. They knew that at this time, Qidong was the supreme commander here, and he had to ensure that his mind was clear.

Xiao Ya bit the root of her teeth, put away the syringe and said to Qidong: "Then you bear with it!" Vigorously reached out and pulled down the towel on his body and rolled it into a roll, stuffed it into Qidong's mouth, let him bite it tightly, and turned around and walked out of the curtain. He is now the acting commander of the battlefield and must be aware of the situation around him at all times.

Xiaoya quickly took out the suture needle and thread, and Lingling knelt on one knee to the side to be her assistant.

At this time, there was silence on the top of the mountain, and only the sound of gunfire was faintly heard from the cliff on the north side of the canyon more than ten kilometers away. The team members on the top of the mountain were all lying behind the stone wall on the top of the mountain, vigilantly watching the movements around them, their eyes sweeping to the temporary tent in the center of the mountain top and the place where the gunshots rang out in the north from time to time, all worried about Qidong's injuries and Wei Chao's battle progress.

They all knew that Qidong must have been injured during the attack on the top of the mountain, but for such a long time, he did not care about his injuries, but endured the pain and continued to issue battlefield orders one by one.

In the curtain, Xiao Ya was stitching up the wound on Qidong's face, and the "hiss" sound of the sutures pulling over the muscles was like a caterpillar crawling on the surrounding team members, making every team member's heart twitch one by one, with a creepy feeling.

That's the sound of the surgical thread passing through a large living person without any anesthesia.

Qidong's eyes were closed, his teeth were clenched into the towel in his mouth, his right hand grabbed Bao Ya's arm on the side, his hand trembled slightly, and the nails on his hand were deeply rooted in Bao Ya's sleeve.

Wen Meng, Wu Xueying and a few people were pulling canvases around, all of them closed their eyes tightly, their faces became bloodless, and the quiet sound of the silk thread piercing the flesh was like a sharp knife piercing their hearts, constantly stirring, making each of them feel distressed. They are not afraid of life and death, but the sound in their ears makes several people feel tormented.

Xiaoya was the only one standing beside Lingling, holding her towel in her hand, and her pale face kept wiping Qidong's forehead. In the continuous drizzle, water droplets the size of soybeans kept gushing out of Qidong's angular face, and it was impossible to tell whether it was because of the sweat from the severe pain or the rain that was falling.

Finally, the piercing "hiss" sound suddenly disappeared, Xiaoya turned her head and asked Lingling to take out a small bamboo tube given to her by her grandfather from the medicine box, pour out some medicine powder from it and sprinkle it evenly on the wound, and then quickly bandaged it.

Xiao Ya let out a sigh of relief after bandaging Qidong's wounds, and the surrounding Wen Meng also exhaled deeply, they were finally liberated from this terrible voice.