Chapter Eighty-Eight: Thinking of the Year
This is what Leng Hao said to Wang Wei at the beginning, and this is all they can do.
Whether the refugees want to listen or not is up to them.
Don't look at this mountain bike still needs to be driven by manpower, but good scientific principles make it possible for a woman like He Qing to carry a strong man like Leng Hao.
After Leng Hao and Wang Wei's shouts just now, there was a commotion in the refugee camp.
Many began to run towards the road, and many more continued to hide in their humble nests.
"Captain Leng, why did you just want to tell the others about this news?"
He Qing asked with some curiosity.
"I don't have the power to help these people, but it's okay to shout a few words."
Leng Hao was a little confused: "Maybe this news will cause people more confusion and even more blood, but it's much better than everyone becoming a part of the Amida protozoa." ”
Leng Hao is just an ordinary little dragon, a little selfish, but also a little kind, there is only this he can do.
However, Leng Hao didn't notice the eyes of He Qing and Wang Wei on the side.
Kindness was rare in previous times, and even more so in the last days.
Too much darkness makes people cherish this rare kindness doubly, especially if it does not harm their own interests.
"Oops, someone's coming, where should we go now?"
Yang Nannan turned his head to look behind him and exclaimed in some surprise.
"Pay attention to vigilance, there is a robbery and kill!"
Leng Hao's face immediately changed, and he grabbed the rifle in his hand.
Even Wang Wei was on guard at this time.
The veteran is not stupid, he wants to defend the people, but first of all, he must protect himself.
Due to the lack of fuel, most of the people on the road only marched on two legs, and the sudden acceleration of mountain bikes quickly left them far away.
"Captain Leng, I can't, I can't."
Ma Tian, who had not spoken just now, smiled miserably at this time, and opened his right hand towards Leng Hao, which was full of red blood.
"It turns out that in the last days, no one can escape the ......"
Ma Tian, who was a little dizzy in his head, looked into the distance and muttered to himself.
He regretted it a little, thinking that he could get by by relying on his own skills to mix in the base.
Now Ma Tian knew that he was blinded by the false power of the base, and this cruel world did not stop its pace at all.
"Hey, hold on!"
Ma Tian has made a lot of efforts today, and Leng Hao can only continue to comfort him.
"Captain Leng, you ignore him. He only lost some blood and was nervous, so he was not in danger of life for at least half a day. ”
He Qing stopped the car, quickly checked Ma Tian's wound, touched his pulse, wrapped Ma Tian's wound with a strip of cloth, and said casually.
He Qing completed this series of actions very quickly, a minute or two at most, and Leng Hao looked dazed.
"It hurts, it hurts. Who are you? Lao Tzu shed so much blood! ”
Waiting for He Qing to drive again, Ma Tian shouted violently.
"Deputy Director of Field Surgery of the Military Medical University, is this title enough?"
At this time, He Qing suddenly became a little habitually indifferent: "I have already dealt with your little injury, and you can't die." ”
Martin's anger came to an abrupt end.
"Director? Director He, am I really okay? ”
He asked cautiously.
On the other side, Leng Hao's mouth opened wide, and he looked at the slender woman in disbelief, but with a pustule on her face.
"I don't have any equipment now, I'll find a way to get you some herbs later, and I'll just nourish it."
He Qing said without looking back.
"A senior talent like you, why, why didn't you go to the base?"
Leng Hao stammered a little when he spoke.
Field surgery, if it was not too powerful in the previous society, but in this last age, it is an absolute super sought-after talent.
"What do you say?"
He Qing turned her head to look at Leng Hao, the muscles on her face full of pustules and scars moved, as if she was laughing, but it looked extremely terrifying.
"Let's talk about it first, Director He, you still have to work hard in our team."
Leng Hao said very seriously: "There is no privilege. ”
"There's no surgical equipment anyway, I will."
He Qing nodded calmly.
"Who's to say no? There will definitely be in the future! Ha ha! ”
At this time, Leng Hao finally couldn't help it, and he laughed proudly.
"Captain, what are you laughing at?"
Yang Nannan on the side asked with some curiosity.
"It's a great thing that we have doctors on our team, aren't you happy?"
"Yes."
Even if He Qing doesn't have any surgical equipment now, this is a layer of protection, just like Ma Tian now, obviously in good spirits.
Thinking of this, several people present laughed.
At this moment, suddenly, a high-pitched shout came from the hillside in the distance: "Brother Hao, Brother Hao, they are back!" ”
There was joy in the voice.
Afterwards, Yang Nannan and He Qing saw several figures stumbling down on the hillside.
They cheered as they ran, and the joy in their voices was even a little infectious.
Li Haoran, the fastest teenager, rushed onto the highway and ran to the side where He Qing and the others stopped, raising his arms high and looking excited.
And behind him, Jiang Mingrui's brothers and sisters, Xu Rongrong, and Wang Min, the girl, all looked at Leng Hao with joy.
The people of the Rat Mercenary Group gathered again.
Maybe they are not strong, but this kind of cheering emotion, Wang Wei has not felt it for a long time.
"Jiang Mingrui, this is a magazine, everything is ready!"
"How's everyone preparing?"
Throwing a few bullet clips to Jiang Mingrui, Leng Hao looked at Song Xiaya, who had come to him slowly, and asked.
"Everything is fine."
Song Xiaya gently stroked the hair on her sideburns and smiled at Leng Hao.
"That's good. Everyone is ready to go. There is still danger here, and a large number of refugees will soon pass by. ”
Leng Hao grabbed Ma Tian's rifle and threw it to Song Xiaya, arranging loudly.
"Put Zhang Ye next, tie the wounded to the back of the car, Jiang Xiaoyu, Xu Rongrong, you and He Qing take turns driving."
"Other men, pack your bags and be vigilant!"
At this time, you can see the difference between the Rat Expedition and the other teams.
Wang Wei, who was holding a rifle, hugged his daughter, kissed her little face, took a big backpack and put it behind him, grabbed the rifle, and began to look around.
Jiang Mingrui, who was on the side, also carried an obviously heavy backpack, and the whole person was bent over, but the eyes of the college students were full of smiles.
"Let's go!"
Leng Hao picked up his backpack, raised his head and shouted: "I think back then, Lao Tzu's team was just opened, and more than a dozen people had seven or eight guns......
"Haha!"
Hearing Leng Hao's out-of-tune shout, all the women leaned forward and backwards with laughter.