Mira pulled out the scalpel and pressed her right knee against Xiao Yuanchao's waist, making his sitting body appear backwards, flowing as much blood as possible and releasing more air.

"I've never seen someone like you, and it's an eye-opener for me." Mira sighed, "Sometimes I really don't know what is supporting people like you. ”

Mira didn't have the heart to kill Xiao Yuanchao at all, just made a small joke. She was amazed, amazed that Xiao Yuanchao could bear so many injuries without falling, and endure so much pain without making a sound.

This is not something that anyone can do, because man is always a man, not a god after all. As long as you are human, you have to accept the rules that inevitably arise in the body, and give in to the pain. But Xiao Yuanchao did not give in, even though he was covered with gunshot wounds.

"Faith." Xiao Yuanchao said lightly: "Only faith can support it, and I am a person with faith." ”

When it came to faith, Xiao Yuanchao's eyes shone with a scorching light, and his blood-covered face even flashed with a touch of sacredness. At this moment, he is a devout believer, a believer who lives by the power of faith.

"Islam? Buddhism? Taoism? Christian? Mira looked puzzled.

Beliefs generally exist as a product of religion, such as Islam, Buddhism, Taoism, and Christianity...... When believers are devout to the point where they are dead and devout, this is faith.

"No, my faith is the party." Xiao Yuanchao said with a smile.

"Party?" Mira was even more confused.

There are many political parties in every country, and Iraq alone has no less than 10 parties: the ruling party, the opposition party, and so on.

No one has ever had faith in a party, never, because it is impossible.

The party, which has the meaning of political party and favoritism, used to refer to relatives. All kinds of like-minded people come together, and this is the basis for the formation of the party, and at the same time, the party also refers to a class of people who have similar interests or do the same things or have the same points.

When the crowd is sufficient, a party is formed. A party itself is only an ideology, a form of organization used to gather people who have a common political position and a common political goal.

Faith, on the other hand, is the radiating result of the spirit, which refers to the belief and reverence of the sages, or the belief and reverence of the gods, the fear of ghosts, demons, demons, or gas signs, and the enshrinement of them as their own code of conduct.

Faith and worship are often linked, but they are not the same as worship. Faith is mainly for ideas, whereas worship is mainly for an individual, such as God, Jesus, the sun, the lion, etc.

Faith is emotionally experienced, especially when it comes to religious beliefs. Faith became an issue that originated in ancient Greece, the Socratic cloud: an unexamined life is not worth living.

As a political party nowadays, it is difficult for people to have the power of faith, because many parties themselves do not have the conditions for faith.

"Chinese Communist Party." Xiao Yuanchao added: "My faith is the Communist Party of China, and my faith is my motherland and people. ”

"Really...... Have this belief? Mira asked quietly, her eyes filled with disbelief.

"Of course, if there is no faith, then what has sustained me to get to where I am now? Hehe. Xiao Yuanchao slowly sat up straight, and said with a stern face: "Maybe this is ridiculous in the eyes of many people, but the people who laugh at me don't know me, don't understand me, and are sad and numb, because they never know what faith is. ”

Facing Yan Sù's Xiao Yuanchao, Mira moved her lips and did not say a word. But what appeared in her eyes was belief, and the reason for believing was very simple, it was enough for her to believe that a person who had been shot ten times in her body could still sit in front of her with a smile and a smile, and that she could stand up and continue to fight.

"It's a pity that I'm a man without a homeland." Mira looked regretful.

"Then you are unlucky." Xiao Yuanchao picked up half of his cigar and said to Mira: "I don't have much time to deal with it in the same way as other wounds." ”

After saying this, Xiao Yuanchao had already stood up and let the blood flow from his back. It seems that there is no pain, no pain at this moment, there is only the task that is about to be carried out.

Mira began to treat the gunshot wound in the same way as other wounds, stitching it with needles and threads as she said, "You're going to die, you're going to die." You don't know how many armed forces Basra has, and you can't get out of Basra. ”

"You have a way, don't you?" Xiao Yuanchao said.

"Yes, I have a way, but your body ...... If you save a life and die yourself, is it worth it or not? Mira asked, staring at Xiao Yuanchao's back.

This is a multiple-choice question, is it worth it to lose your own life in order to save someone else's life?!

"There's my wife, there's my buddy, there's my old iron...... Whether it's worth it or not is a question for businessmen to consider, I'm just a professional soldier. How do I get out of the city, in what way, or authentically? Xiao Yuanchao asked as he stretched his waist.

He already knew the situation in Basra, as a city at war, as a forward position in the confrontation of war, every one of Basra was probably a soldier. Like the child, the woman.

This is a country that fell after being invaded, and in the fallen country, everyone can play the role of a warrior, just like China in the past, after half of the country fell, after becoming a slave of the country, everyone is a warrior!

Miramari sutured Xiao Yuanchao's wound, tightly wound it with a film to make it impermeable, and wrapped it tightly with gauze to treat the wound.

Xiao Yuanchao began to wear equipment, layer by layer, and finally after putting on the mechanical exoskeleton, he used a very rare power supply to charge the mechanical exoskeleton.

"Walk out of the gate to the road, which has a sewer pipe in the middle of the road that leads to the southern edge of the city. Thirty kilometers further forward is the mountains and forests, in which Kurdish forces are stationed. Mira said to Xiao Yuanchao succinctly: "Also, you can replenish ammunition here with me, and as for the rest, I can only bless you." By the way, I also want to ask solemnly: Do you have to go? ”

Xiao Yuanchao nodded.

"Why? You're going to die! Mira asked again.

"I am willing to die for my wife, I am willing to die for my comrades." Xiao Yuanchao picked up Barrett's sniper rifle, stared at a group of armed men with guns who appeared outside the window, and said to Mira: "Death has never been a threat to me, it is just my home, my final home." I don't think I'll be able to walk down the sewers anymore and I'll have to cross Basra on my legs. ”

Mila also saw the militants coming here with guns on the road, and her face changed, and it became extremely ugly, and it was the kind of ugly thing that shouldn't have been.

"I think I'll have to go with you." Mira spoke.

With that, she pulled open the small arms depot hidden in the wall as fast as she could, and finished arming herself.

"Da Da Da ......"

The burst of gunfire rang out suddenly, and the militants who broke in couldn't help but say something, and shot directly at the door of the house with a short gun.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The wooden door could not withstand the strafing of the rifle, and it was instantly shattered.

"Get out of the way!" Mira let out a shout, picked up the bazooka and locked the door, and pulled the wrench.

"Whoosh!"

"Boom!"

Explosions suddenly rang out, and another battle began!