If Linton is allowed to meet the dragon battle on the battlefield again, Linton will definitely choose to retreat, just imagine how terrible and terrifying it must be for such a person who can almost look at his physical pain completely when dealing with the enemy?

Linton looked at the red and white flesh on the wound of Long Zhan because of the irregular shrapnel inlay, and because of the brutal pull of some kind of force, even if Linton was so experienced in a hundred battles that he had already taken human life seriously, he couldn't help but tremble!

The most important thing is that Linton didn't know what Long Zhan was laughing at, or rather, what kind of power made his whole person in a state of almost complete relaxation under the torture of pain!

It was as if the wounds on his body were not like his own, but the results of the battle left by the blades that were wielded on others!

That feeling made Linton feel that the iron-blooded soldier in front of him had a kind of arrogance and rampant overlooking all life!

This made Linton unconsciously think of the Middle Eastern terrorists who died under his own guns during the previous mission, the kind of fanatics with religious beliefs, who used their flesh and blood and their ordinary lives to create almost miraculous miracles!

And when they fight because of their beliefs, the body's endocrine will be completely stimulated because of their fanaticism, and they can use the stimulants secreted in the pituitary gland to allow themselves to completely ignore the pain of the body, and even burst out in an instant with terrifying power beyond the limits of ordinary people!

In fact, at this moment, what flashed in Long Zhan's mind were the smiling faces, the concerned greetings, to be precise, he was recalling the happiness and sweetness of an affectionate kiss with Ling Wei'er, and he was feeling the song that coaxed him to sleep like a nursery rhyme!

This is nothing more than a kind of self-hypnosis of Long Zhan himself, but his self-hypnosis is not like She Zhenguo, full of fluttering past, nor is it the smiling face of Zhang Guoren like a flower!

Long Zhan loves his motherland, this is understandable, he also loves his dummy, but at this moment, these loves, to Long Zhan, seem so big and perforated, and most importantly, in his heart, there is always a sentence of flattery:

"On my shoulders, I can't shoulder the responsibility for the safety of the motherland!"

Therefore, the purpose and motivation of Long Zhan's struggle has been completely narrowed down to the protection of his lovers and relatives and brothers around him, and this protection has been completely magnified the moment he puts on the military uniform!

But this kind of love, like a stream in a small river, is endless, but it cannot be accumulated into a stormy wave in an instant, completely drowning the pain that his body endures!

So at this moment, the warm and wet kiss between him and Ling Weier was as warm and comfortable as the beautiful peach blossoms in spring!

When Linton finished treating the last wound, Long Zhan's eyes suddenly opened, and a cold glow radiated from his eyes was like a sharp blade made of ice edges, which actually made Linton, who was squatting on the ground, stumble and sit on the ground!

When that kind of irresistible pain struck again, what Long Zhan's heart showed was the sadness on Long Hanxue's face, as well as the inexplicable cause of his mother's death, and the suffering of his Long family living in Longbei Mountain all day long!

At that moment, all the charm in his heart suddenly washed away as he suddenly opened his eyes, and in Long Zhan's eyes, all that was presented was the mud and wetness in the Golden Triangle jungle, as well as the remnants of gunsmoke not far away and a corpse that had already been cold!

"Division...... Master...... You...... What's wrong with you? You okay? ”

Linton looked at Long Zhan's face full of murderous intent, and couldn't help but ask in horror, but in the next second, Long Zhan's eyes that were as bright as copper bells suddenly closed, and the whole person collapsed to the ground again, unconscious!

"Master!" Linton shouted as he reached out and touched Long Zhan's forehead!

Under this mold, Linton secretly said badly, because Long Zhan actually launched a high fever at this moment, which was a sign of wound infection, and then, Long Zhan's body began to tremble, as if he had been electrocuted in an instant!

Linton was like an anxious child, desperately rummaging through five or six first-aid kits, these mercenaries and armed transport teams were not as strict as regular special operations soldiers, so in the first-aid kits, many things did not exist, even the only remaining morphine was also found in the Rakshasa first-aid kit!

After rummaging for a while, Linton finally found an antibiotic in one of the first aid kits, and he immediately picked up the antibiotic and injected the dragon war!

A needle went down, just a moment, Long Zhan's trembling body gradually calmed down, and Linton exhaled a turbid breath fiercely, but then he heard Long Zhan's mouth murmuring: "Water...... Water ......"

After a fierce battle, coupled with the passage of blood, Long Zhan's body was extremely short of water and salt, and his miserable white face began to slowly swell!

Linton knew very well that if there was not enough water and salt, even if the antibiotics worked, it would be absolutely impossible for the dragon battle to survive until tomorrow morning!

In the next second, Linton rushed out like a hare chased by a hunter, he wanted to look for a stream, but most of the surrounding trees were coniferous, which meant that the surrounding environment was extremely water-deficient, and it was impossible for palm plants to exist, so the stream became the only life-saving straw in Linton's heart!

After all the way to the race, Linton could not see a trace of a stream, you know, in the jungle, especially the jungle that has not been wet by rain for a long time, a clean water source is almost as important as the desert!

And at this moment, Linton's eyes were almost occupied by despair, the two military kettles in his hands had long been empty, and those corpses, except for some dry food and armament compressed food, could not find a drop of water at all!

As time passed, the sun seemed to be tired of the friendship between the master and apprentice, and began to gradually go west, Linton looked up at the sun, and the sense of despair in his heart was even worse, and he couldn't help but point at the sky and scolded angrily:

"Oh my God, do you have long eyes? Such an iron-blooded soldier, such a man with affection and righteousness, are you willing to let him die? My Linton is extremely sinful, and I Linton should not live, but can you grow some eyes, and the blame and pain will be inflicted on me, let me master me, let me master me, let my master live......"

With Linton's roar, he seemed to have completely collapsed at that moment, knelt straight to the ground, and began to cry, like a helpless child, crying desperately, desperately crying!

(End of chapter)