Zhao Zilong immediately explained that the 38 big cover was for his own use, and the Zhongzheng rifle was dropped by those soldiers in the battle just now, so it had to be taken away as trophies.

The two devil soldiers didn't say anything after looking at it, and put the two rifles on the stretcher together.

When lying on the stretcher canvas, Zhao Zilong felt comfortable.

From seven or eight o'clock tonight to almost twelve o'clock in the middle of the night now, he has been running back and forth in this town of Fulin to assassinate and hide the little devils, and his body is more or less tired. Although his physique is very strong, after this few hours of running, it consumes a lot.

Therefore, he pretended to be injured and in pain, and directly lay down on the stretcher to sleep, resting in a special way.

Along the way, there were several teams of devil patrols passing by, and although Zhao Zilong had his eyes closed, he could sense it.

But he didn't pay attention, and the devil patrols didn't ask much when they saw that it was their own people who were carrying the wounded.

Half an hour later, when Zhao Zilong felt that he had almost recovered his strength, he heard someone call him: "Senior soldier, it's here." ”

Only then did he open his eyes and find himself in a large courtyard.

Zhao Zilong saw that there were some simple medical equipment in this courtyard, as well as a few bed frames, on which some devils were lying screaming in pain. There are two rooms in the courtyard, one large and one small.

After observing this temporary shelter for wounded soldiers, Zhao Zilong thought about it and decided to wait and see what happened first.

"What's wrong with him?" At this moment, a devil soldier wearing a mask and a red cross logo on his left arm walked over.

"Ambulances?" When Zhao Zilong saw this person, he was stunned for a moment.

"He's injured, you can deal with it." After a stretcher-carrying devil soldier answered, he motioned for his companion to lower the stretcher and leave.

"Ahh The ambulance shouted, but the two devil soldiers ignored it and walked out of the small courtyard.

The ambulance had to squat down, and when Zhao Zilong saw it, he didn't move, so he looked at the other party and checked on him.

The devil ambulance, who was a little skinny, checked it, cut open Zhao Zilong's pants on his thigh with scissors, and said: "Your thigh was injured by a bullet, but it didn't hurt the bone, I will help you with anti-inflammatory treatment, and you will be fine in a few days." ”

Of course Zhao Zilong knew, he nodded. The wound on the thigh needs to be treated, and now that someone has someone to help deal with it, he is happy to be idle.

Then the devil ambulance helped Zhao Zilong into the small room and let him lie on the bed in the middle.

Then, the devil ambulance soldier pushed a small cart over, picked up the medical tools on it, and helped Zhao Zilong treat his wounds. He first disinfected it with alcohol, then sewed it up with needles and threads, and in less than ten minutes, he helped Zhao Zilong bandage the wound on his thigh.

After doing this, Zhao Zilong felt much more comfortable.

"Ambulance, ambulance." At this moment, the door of the small room was pushed open.

Zhao Zilong turned his head and saw that it was a short and sturdy devil second lieutenant officer who broke in.

"Bandage my wounds." The man stretched out his right hand and shouted. Zhao Zilong saw that the other party was only bleeding from his fingers.

As soon as this devil second lieutenant saw Zhao Zilong lying on the bed, he immediately came over and scolded: "Senior soldier, get out of here." ”

Zhao Zilong's face changed, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Your Excellency Second Lieutenant, he has been wounded in the thigh and has just undergone ......surgery," the ambulance soldier immediately explained, but when he saw that the second lieutenant officer's face was not good, he immediately stopped.

"Yaga!" When the devil lieutenant saw that Zhao Zilong didn't move, he immediately scolded angrily: "Get out if you don't die, don't delay my business." ”

Seeing the other party's face like this, Zhao Zilong immediately had a killing intent in his heart.

He sat up, looked around, and then asked the devil ambulance, "Your Excellency, what is your name?" ”

"My name is Kamiki Murata." Although the devil ambulance wearing a mask was a little puzzled, he also nodded and answered.

"Excellent! You look at the back. Zhao Zilong suddenly pointed to the door.

Murata Kamiki was stunned for a moment, and immediately turned to look, and the devil second lieutenant also looked back strangely.

At this time, Zhao Zilong struck Murata Kamiki's neck with a hand knife, knocking the other party unconscious.

Because Murata Kamiki helped him bandage his wounds and was also an ambulance, Zhao Zilong showed mercy and did not take a heavy hand.

When the devil second lieutenant woke up, Zhao Zilong had already landed on his feet, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed the other party's throat, and suddenly exerted force.

Click.

This devil lieutenant suddenly widened his eyes, opened his mouth wide, and looked at Zhao Zilong with an unbelievable expression.

The corners of his mouth curved, and Zhao Zilong showed a sneer. He immediately twisted the head of the devil ensign who still wanted to struggle, and the other party suddenly fell silent.

"Twenty-eight."

After putting the other party down on the bed, Zhao Zilong walked a few steps, and after feeling that his movements were not affected by anything, he quietly walked to the door of the room and took out a dagger.

Glancing at the two sleeping devil officers in the large room on the left, he saw that the people in the courtyard outside did not pay attention to this side, and he immediately sensed that there were no ghost soldiers nearby, and then gently walked into the room on the left.

By covering his mouth and inserting it in his throat, Zhao Zilong sent the two devil officers to meet the emperor respectively.

"Thirty."

After muttering a word, he found two pistol holsters and took out a box from each of them.

Zhao Zilong checked the bullets inside first, then took the Wang Ba box in his left and right hands, and walked gently towards the large courtyard outside.

There are ten wounded devil soldiers lying here, some are sleeping, some are chatting. When they saw Zhao Zilong walking in with a pistol, they all showed surprise on their faces.

Zhao Zilong sneered, raised his pistol and shot at them.

Woohoo! ……

Ten seconds later, Zhao Zilong fired more than a dozen bullets, and all ten of them were dead.

After counting, Zhao Zilong said silently: "Forty." ”

Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows, sensing that someone outside was running towards him, he immediately inserted two Wang Ba boxes into his waist, quickly took out two grenades from his backpack, and quickly installed two trick mines at the door.

After finishing, Zhao Zilong immediately took back the Zhongzheng gun and walked in through the back door of this house. Because his wounds are bandaged, even if he is a little inconvenient to move, it does not affect his speed.

As he walked into an alley on the opposite street, he heard two rumbling grenade explosions coming from the makeshift ambulance station.

"I don't know how many devils have been killed?" Zhao Zilong was slightly stunned, but then he didn't count it in his heart, just thinking about how to quickly kill the number of eighty devils.

Half of the devil's life has not been taken, but now that he has caused such a big movement, and he has a leg injury, what should he do next?