As the days passed, there were five or six fewer "old" faces in the No. 2 battalion, and three or four more "new" faces, and the cars parked at the gate of the industrial zone also changed from one to four -- a bus, a small truck, and two vans, and the second floor of the No. 1 battalion, but the food on the second floor of the No. 1 battalion only decreased, but did not increase, and it seemed that it was really as the godfather expected, and there was no more food within a radius of five or six thousand meters.

Fortunately, the preparations for the long trip were almost done, and the remaining food was enough for these people to go to Bayang Road. However, before leaving, those cronies of the No. 1 Battalion suddenly went out overnight, and, unlike before, they did not call the people of the No. 2 Battalion, but made the No. 3 Battalion jump, Wang Shan secretly got up, and looked at the window, it turned out that those people were pulling people from the No. 3 Battalion, and it seemed that they were going out to "sweep" again.

The people in the No. 2 camp were also woken up a lot by this movement, but unlike Wang Shan, those old faces just struggled to earn their eyes and fell asleep again, and those new faces, although they also sat up, did not run to the windowsill to watch like Wang Shan.

Bai Yunlian also woke up, or rather, she didn't fall asleep at all, because, looking at the more and more vehicles at the door, even a fool could see that the godfather wanted to lead everyone to transfer, and this time, it was very likely that she would never be able to return to Ren'an. But the problem is that Bai Yunlian really can't think of a good way to get out of the way, because now in her hands, let alone weapons, she doesn't even have a drop of water, even if she successfully escapes, she will die.

Zhao An is probably the most calm one in the factory, even if it is so noisy outside that it is demolished, he still sleeps like a dead pig. Is he really not a little troubled?

When the day dawned, the people who had gone out came back, but one by one, their heads drooped, some of them still had colors on their faces, some of them were still carrying weapons, but some of them even lost their weapons. At the front was the bald man, and his back was full of blood, and the blood flowed down his back to his thighs, and then fell to the ground from the thighs, bringing blood-red elixir to the crisp ground. This elixir came from the beard that lay on his back.

"Doctor Zhao, Doctor Zhao! Quick, save Brother Meng! Dr. Zhao! The bald man opened his throat and shouted, behind him, two strong men kicked open the door of the No. 2 battalion, and ran to Zhao An, who was still asleep, without saying a word, he picked him up and ran out, before leaving, one of them did not forget to yell at Bai Yunlian: "You come over too." ”

These two strong men have been erecting Zhao An to the first floor of the No. 1 battalion before putting him down, this floor, half of the area, is a warehouse, the other half, should be an office, in one of these offices, there is a wide desk, this desk, has been full of dust, on the dust, there is an iron shelf, on the iron shelf, hanging four or five flashlights. On the wall of the office, there are still two or three silver-white medicine boxes.

Lying on the desk, his right hand subconsciously covered his bloody abdomen, his face was as white as paper, and it looked like the blood had been flowing for a while. The bald man turned on all the flashlights, and the pillars of light shakily covered the abdomen of the beard. Zhao An took the hand of the beard away by the light and took a look, the wound had been simply bandaged, but he was really injured, and the cloth torn off his clothes could not help him stop the bleeding at all, but only slowed down the speed of blood extravasation.

"If you want to operate immediately, you prepare, I'll go and get my face first!" As he spoke, a wind arose from under his legs, and when the wind had passed, the others had vanished without a trace. Bai Yunlian opened those medicine boxes and saw that these boxes contained a full set of scalpels, gauze, alcohol, and even a few bottles of white medicine.

"Quick, go get water." After sorting out the contents of the medicine box one by one, Bai Yunlian said to the bald man who was standing behind him in a hurry.

The bald man answered, and ordered a strong man to do it, and after a while, the strong man came in with a bottle of mineral water: "Is it for Brother Meng to drink?" The strong man asked.

"No, let's put it first."

At this time, Zhao An also came back, he didn't care about the water droplets hanging on his face, and began to get busy, Bai Yunlian helped on the side, and after a while, he cut the clothes on his cheeks and abdomen, and did a preliminary examination of the wound. It was a knife wound, and the wound was so deep that I almost didn't poke out my intestines.

"Doctor Zhao, can it be cured?" The bald man was so anxious that he wiped his forehead again and again.

Zhao An first fed the white medicine bottle with the life-saving red pill in the white medicine bottle, and then nodded: "Yes." Girl, go, bring the blood bag. ”

"Oh,"

The godfather was also prepared for this situation, he asked Zhao An to draw a bag of blood for every man in the No. 1 battalion, and the blood was usually kept in the middle office on the first floor of the No. 1 battalion for life-saving purposes, and Bai Yunlian was also forcibly drawn the day before yesterday, so he also knew where to put these blood bags. Of course, those in the No. 2 and 3 battalions cannot enjoy this "privilege", firstly, because there are not enough blood bags, and secondly, even at such times, there are still not many opportunities for people to be injured, and almost all of them come from the infected, and once they are injured by the infected, it is not this bag of blood that can be cured.

Those blood bags are neatly placed in a large box, this box has two layers, the inner layer of blood bags, and the outer layer is full of water, it is estimated that this can play a certain cooling effect. And on each blood bag, there is a post-it note, on which is written the name and blood type of the blood owner. This way, you can easily find the blood bag you are looking for.

Counting the life of the cheeks, his blood bag is placed on the first layer, and he can see it as soon as he opens it, if he happens to be stuffed at the bottom, then his chances of survival will be much slimmer. Zhao An's hand is very steady, although there are two more layers of crystal on his forehead, but this has not affected his performance at all, when Bai Yunlian ran back in a hurry, he had completed the debridement and disinfection of the wound, and after Bai Yunlian wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, he was even more "like a tiger with wings", and it didn't take long to help Luo Xu connect the infusion tube to the cheek and announce the completion of the operation.

However, just as Zhao An breathed a sigh of relief, the door of the office was opened again, and two strong men walked in carrying another person, this person's injuries seemed to be as serious as those of the beard, but his status was much lower than that of the beard - otherwise, the bald man would never dare to hang him out for so long.

Bai Yunlian looked at it fixedly, and in her heart, she couldn't help but gloat, it was really a cheap person who had his own harvest, and the person who was carried in was none other than the rabbit lips! His abdomen is estimated to have been stabbed by someone, but this knife is a little more left than the beard, although it doesn't look like he has pierced the organs, but because he has been hanging aside for too long, the situation is not optimistic.

Zhao An didn't say much, and ordered Bai Yunlian to get the plasma bag, and began to treat the wound of the rabbit lip himself, although he didn't want to see this rabbit lip, but no matter what, this was a life after all, watching him die slowly like this, Zhao An still couldn't do it.

The operation on the rabbit lip went well, but because he lost too much blood, Zhao An estimated that even if he gave him this bag of blood, it would not be enough, so he could only let other people donate blood, but this was not something that Zhao An could decide - he had to ask his godfather. But the godfather is angry now, of course, after all, so many brothers from the No. 1 battalion have been broken, and these people are all old subordinates who have followed him for a long time, and if one dies, there will be one less. How can the godfather not be angry and hateful?

The Godfather is not a man without ambition, in fact, all people have ambitions, the only difference is that this ambition is slowly eroded with the passage of time, like the rocks by the sea, or like the pines and cypresses on the cliffs, growing longer and stronger in the vicissitudes of the sea. Many people are the former, but the godfather, is the latter.

Born in Songhua, he was young, and he had the ambition of commanding millions of troops and controlling thousands of miles of Xinjiang, so when he first reached the age of enlistment, he had the intention of "willing to put the sword down his waist and cut Loulan directly." The heart of the army, brazenly cut his hair to join the army, but as the saying goes: the times create heroes. And the years of expanding the territory and becoming famous have long since become history with the passage of time. And the fate of the godfather, from the moment he enlisted in the army, was doomed, a tragedy. Finally, in the fifteenth year of his military service, the godfather, who was close to the age and was not confused, but he left the army with hatred, but he immediately encountered a problem - the best fifteen years of his life, he has been completely dedicated to Chixian, it can be said that now he has completely disconnected from society, and every industry in this society is strange to him.

And what's even worse is that the job arranged for him by the state, in Lianghe Shixi, if he accepts this job, he will have to give up Songhua's hukou, but Songhua is his root, and Songhua's hukou is worth a lot of money, I don't know how many people, for this hukou, broke their heads and dragged their bodies. The godfather, who refused the assigned work, soon began to hit a wall - nearly forty people, and it is not a master in any line, it is too late to cut, and he is still recruiting?

After being rejected again and again, the godfather returned to Lianghe with a huge psychological gap, and returned to this place, where he had been guarding for a whole fifteen years. Since you've all done this to me, don't blame me! He found a few old robes from the past, and together they did something somewhat the same as the old bank - collecting younger brothers and grabbing land. As soon as the gang grew, it encountered an outbreak of severe disease in Huanzhou.

In the midst of this major public health crisis where everyone is at risk, the godfather sees an opportunity - the time has finally come to control thousands of miles of territory. With his knowledge, means, and courage, he pulled up a team of survivors, although the scale is more than one galaxy short of the million he dreamed of, but anyway, this is a team that respects him, and what he has learned in his life is only now when he has the opportunity to test.

And the bald head, beard and a few other people are his right-hand man, and they are also the basis for him to fight for the "world" in the future, but now, the world has not yet begun to fight, and the beard is tied like this, which is equivalent to Taoyuan just getting righteous, and Yun Changrang stabbed people, even if it is as benevolent as Xuande, it should be cut indiscriminately.

"What's going on? What is not long-eyed! The godfather slammed the table, tugging at his bald clothes, and his face flushed, without the slightest hint of his previous gentleness.

"I ...... We went to the police station, where it ...... Someone, hand over ...... There was a firefight, and it was fighting, and the front ...... The new ...... the day before yesterday"

The godfather let go of the pair that grabbed the bald collar, and now the bald man was finally able to say his words smoothly: "While Brother Meng was fighting with someone, he pricked Brother Meng, and then he went to tie the rabbit's lips again......"

"What about others!"

"Chop...... Chopped. The godfather had the momentum of not being angry and arrogant, but now when he was angry, he couldn't help but shiver at the bald head who was covered with guts.

"Wolf cub! Give him something to eat and give him something to drink! Someone who dares to stab me? What about his family? ”

"Boss, this person is alone."

"Dong" The godfather kicked so hard that he almost didn't crush the floor tiles, and he was now like a raging bull, but no matter what, he couldn't see where the matador was, and he could only vent his anger with the yellow mud in the ground.

"Get out!"

"Boss ......"

"Get out!"

The bald man was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak anymore, so he hurriedly took the door and went out, but before he could go down to the second floor, on the stairs on the second floor, a man rushed to him, and shouted while running: "It's not good, it's not good......