"This is the battlefield!" The woman who brought Xiao Yuanchao into a house in Basra repeated. For more exciting novels, please visit Wèn

The woman was beautiful, not like a native Iraqi Kurdish or Shia Arab, but more like a mestizo: a high nose, deep eye sockets, fair skin, and a wide skeleton.

"That's right, it's a battlefield." Xiao Yuanchao nodded.

"Since it's a battlefield, you don't need mercy, and any civilian you think is likely to launch a devastating attack on you." The woman patted Xiao Yuanchao's shoulder, pointed to a sofa and said, "Get on your stomach, I'll help you deal with your wounds." ”

It's a house in the center of Basra city and it's very clean. The furniture is complete, the decoration is good, and it has not been affected by too many wars.

Xiao Yuanchao took off the equipment on his body, and took off the underwear on his upper body, revealing the right back that was shot by the child, lying on the sofa.

"My name is Mira, and I belong to the liaison officer of the Iraqi distribution of the Lion Awakening Force. But I'm not Iraqi, or I don't belong to any country, because I don't have a nationality. The woman used medical alcohol to clear the wounds on the back of Xiao Yuan's flesh, and at the same time glanced at the man's other wounds that were sealed with plastic film, and continued: "People are being held by Kurdish forces in the mountains south of Basra, and it is difficult to save them. The Kurdish forces are the most powerful armed forces in Basra, and their methods are very vicious. ”

Blood flowed down Xiao Yuanchao's wound and onto the sofa, forming a brown stain. After washing, the skin and flesh of the wound rolled up, showing a miserable white color.

"It seems like all the militants are sniping at me, huh?" Xiao Yuanchao asked.

"That's right, all the militants in Basra are sniping at you." Mira gently used medical equipment to prop up Xiao Yuanchao's wound and said softly: "I don't know how the news leaked, but I know that this rescue is very difficult. This is the heart of the city, and I have to take you to the heart of the city. Because the city center is much safer than the perimeter of the city, and your injuries are no longer enough to carry you on to the rescue effort. By the way, I would venture to ask, you are the only one in the rescue team? ”

As she spoke, Mira used tweezers to poke into Xiao Yuanchao's wounds, looking for potential warheads in his body. And with the entry of the tweezers, the wound that no longer bleeds is immediately squeezed out of streams of blood and flows outward.

It hurts a lot, but Xiao Yuanchao seems to be a wooden man, and he doesn't feel pain at all.

"One person is enough." Xiao Yuanchao exhaled lightly and said, "Take out the warhead as quickly as possible, and then use my way to bandage the wound and take me out of the city." Xiao Yuanchao said in an unquestionable tone.

"Squeak......

The tweezers squeezed into Xiao Yuanchao's body, and Mira searched for the bullet that entered it with blood on her hands.

"Shh~"

Under the pain, Xiao Yuanchao whistled heavily, and his body trembled slightly uncontrollably.

"I can't take you out of town, that's going to kill you." Mira said in the same tone: "My task is to respond and provide the necessary rescue, but definitely not support, you know?" ”

"Squeak......

The tweezers then poked into Xiao Yuanchao's wound and squeezed out a stream of dark blood. The tip of the tweezers stretched out and stirred in Xiao Yuanchao's wound, searching for the location of the warhead.

When the tweezers stir, there is a suffocating pain. But there is no way, when the warhead is embedded in the body, it can only be done, whether it is professional or unprofessional, whether it is a large hospital or a small hospital, the warhead must be removed in this way.

This is the most unbearable and the most terrible on the battlefield. Many times, some professional soldiers on the battlefield are more like letting the warhead penetrate their own body than embedding it in their body.

"Throw support or rescue aside first, I'll give you half a minute to take out the warhead for me, because I'm about to take it back!" Lying on the sofa, Xiao Yuanchao gritted his teeth and let out a low roar.

His body was shaking, trembling violently. His two fists were only pinched because of the severe pain, and the thick blood vessels on the back of his hand were clearly erupting under the effect of pinching the fists, which was extremely terrifying.

"Hold on for a while, soon it will be fine, the warhead has been found!" Mira struggled to grip the bullet embedded in the flesh with tweezers, and said to Xiao Yuanchao: "If you want to shout, then shout loudly, I am safe here, and no one will disturb me." ”

It's a pity that Xiao Yuanchao didn't scream, just gritted his teeth, endured and endured without saying a word. Screaming out because of the pain was not his habit, and it was not what he wanted to do.

He had the feeling that the tweezers in Mila's hand were like a knife, constantly cutting through his body, as if the entire internal organs had been hollowed out, and that feeling was really ......

"Smack!"

A flesh-stained warhead was pinched out by Mira and thrown on a nearby tray.

The warhead was completely deformed, and when it penetrated the ceramic bulletproof vest, the originally sharp bullet head almost became an oval. It was precisely because it became an oval that Xiao Yuanchao's wound appeared to burst open.

After taking out the warhead, Xiao Yuanchao immediately sat up and turned his back to Mira.

"Bear with it, it will hurt." Mira took out a sharp scalpel, held Xiao Yuanchao's shoulder with her left hand, and gave him an admonition.

"Come on." Xiao Yuanchao nodded.

The sharp scalpel stabbed through the wound inch by inch, getting deeper and deeper with the force of Mira's right hand pushing.

With the stab of the scalpel, a large stream of dark black blood with foam flowed outward.

This is the cavity effect created by the use of a knife to destroy the warhead tumbling in the body, releasing air and releasing congestion.

"You're not afraid that I'll stab you to death?" Mira asked suddenly.

Hearing this, Xiao Yuanchao's eyes narrowed fiercely. At this moment, he clearly felt the cold murderous aura coming from Mira's body!

"What can war-torn Iraq bring you?" Xiao Yuanchao asked lightly, "Power?" Money? Or is it the status you want? ”

"Can bring me ......," Mira's face changed suddenly.

She strangled Xiao Yuanchao's neck, and the scalpel in her right hand was inserted into Xiao Yuanchao's body, and she whispered: "As long as my knife goes forward half a centimeter further, you will die!" ”

This is an out-and-out fact, at this moment, Xiao Yuanchao's life is in Mira's hands. As long as she wants, she can easily kill Xiao Yuanchao!

"Hehe, I'm not afraid." Xiao Yuanchao smiled.

He laughed fearlessly, because he was really not afraid of death, not at all.

When he was a child, he had no fear of death. In Xiao Yuanchao's eyes, death is normal, it is nothing more than a matter of coming, that's all!

PS: There is more today, please be patient.