124 Duel VIII
"Suffer deathββ! Bai Qiming picked up his fist and smashed it against Liu Wen's head, "Ahββ...... Belch. Liu Wen was already planning to die with him, and the gun was already in his hand. Unexpectedly, what was waiting for was not Bai Qiming's fist, but falling to the ground by himself.
"Commander, you're fine, are you?" Liu Wen looked over, Bai Ju, who was dressed in white, had already fallen to the ground, and Zhao Erzhu was also covered in injuries, and the deep wound on his face was still oozing blood.
"I'm okay, how are you, Erzhu?" Zhao Erzhu touched the wound on his face with his hand, and took a breath of cool air with a "hiss". "No, it's nothing, it's all skin trauma, skin trauma."
"Stretcher! Stretcher! Quickly send the political commissar to the medical team, tie up these two people, tie them tightly, watch them tightly, don't let the two of them run away. Liu Wen also regained his composure at this time and issued one order after another.
"Lao Liu, Lao Liu, I don't have anything to do, cough cough cough." Wei Changhe also woke up leisurely, and coughed up blood as soon as he said two words. "We are, we have to hurry up, cough cough, go to the front line, if we go late, I really don't know what will happen to Lu Dao." A few more mouthfuls of blood spit out of Wei Changhe's mouth.
"Don't talk, it's your injuries that matter, take a good rest. There's me over there. Liu Wen wiped the blood from Wei Changhe's mouth while letting the two soldiers carrying the stretcher hurry up, and at the same time, Zhao Erzhu led a few people to take Bai Ju and Bai Qiming to another room.
"Hurry up, Captain Guo, hurry!" Before he arrived at the door of the medical team, Liu Wen began to shout. Captain Guo of the medical team ran out of the room, rolled Wei Changhe's eyes, and put a stethoscope on his chest. "Prepare the operating room." "Captain Guo, Captain Guo." Liu Wen was very anxious and grabbed Guo Xiaoling's hand, "How is the situation of the political commissar?" Guo Xiaoling took out her hand from Liu Wen's hand without showing a look.
"The political commissar's injuries are very serious, and according to preliminary observations, the ribs in his right chest may be broken, and we will not know until after the operation." After Guo Xiaoling finished speaking, she hurriedly walked into the operating room.
Just as Liu Wen was anxiously moving around around the room where Wei Changhe was gesturing, Zhao Erzhu also ran over with gauze wrapped around his face.
"Captain, those two have already done it."
"They can't run away, can they?" Liu Wen asked.
"You can rest assured of this. I hung both of them in the cellar, and blindfolded them, and no one could go in the rest of the day without your orders, except for the need for our soldiers to eat and go to the toilet. Oh yes. Zhao Erzhu grinned and found a bell in his pocket. This thing was found on Bai Ju's body.
"Isn't that a bell? What's all the fuss. β
"Commander, you forgot, when you asked me to spy on the two of them, I often heard a bell ringing in the house, I think that's it."
"I'm not in the mood to think about this right now, so I'll keep this thing with you for now, and we'll talk about it when it's all over here." Liu Wen handed over the bell that he had searched from Bai Ju to Zhao Erzhu again, "Those two people will take care of me, and I'll clean them up when Lao Wei is ready." β
"Commander, telegraph."