On a raised cliff under the cliff, Xia Yuan leaned quietly on the top, and below was a huge steep slope, and there were absolutely no bones left when he jumped down.

"Thankfully, there's a raised cliff here."

Xia Yuan's heart was pounding, the feeling of the rest of his life after the catastrophe still made his heart palpitate, he didn't stay here for long, and after the enemy above left, he supported his tired body and carefully went down the steep slope.

As soon as his feet slipped, he fell to the snow.

Gritted his teeth, used the gun as a crutch, propped himself up and continued to move forward.

"At this speed, it will definitely not be able to catch up with the Seventh Company."

Taking a deep breath, Xia Yuan looked at his abdomen through the moonlight, the bandage had also been soaked in blood, I don't know if it was shrapnel or stones embedded in the wound, if it was a stone, it would be fine, if it was shrapnel, it would be troublesome, and he had to find a place to deal with his body, otherwise he would die of wound infection even if he was not killed by a gun.

I don't have any medicine on me.

After walking for a short time, Xia Yuan suddenly saw the original light in the distance, his eyes froze, and he quickly hid in a tree.

There is a highway here, and the American military car is parked on the road below, and a large number of American soldiers are getting out of the car and heading up the mountain, and their voices can be heard from a distance.

"This is the unit of the US reconnaissance platoon, it was the battle just now that attracted them, and they can't stay here any longer, they will be discovered if they continue like this."

Xia Yuan gritted his teeth, observed for a while, and decided to go in the opposite direction.

In fact, he couldn't tell which direction he was heading now, but he was right to go in the opposite direction of the enemy.

It's time to live first!

He rebandaged the wound, found a wooden stick to use as a crutch, put a gun on his back, covered his abdomen with one hand, and walked forward.

The wind was blowing, Xia Yuan staggered along, the pain in his abdomen constantly stimulated his nerves, and the blood stained his cotton clothes red, fortunately his physique was different from ordinary people.

I don't know how long I walked, Xia Yuan rested in a pile of rubble, took out a handful of fried noodles from the grain strips and stuffed them into his mouth, dry and chewy, the dry fried noodles quickly absorbed the moisture in his mouth, Xia Yuan grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it into his mouth, the cold snow melted in his mouth, so that the dry mouth was slightly moist, and he ate the fried noodles in the snow.

He looked at his abdomen, blood was still oozing out, and the pain was constantly stimulating his brain.

Xia Yuan gasped again and again, looked at the dark field around him, and didn't know where he had gone, with the only belief in his heart, he pressed eight bullets in the big eight bullet magazine behind his back, supported his crutches, and continued to move forward.

Bleeding too much, his body was getting colder and colder, and he shivered slightly, and soon he saw a low house in the ravine.

Over the mountains and mountains, Xia Yuan's concept of time has also been blurred, carefully touch down the mountain, this is a small village located in a ravine, many houses were bombed and collapsed by enemy planes, there are craters and bombed broken corpses everywhere, few are intact, the clothes on the body are traditional Korean national high-necked uniforms,.

The smell of blood in the air had long since cleared, and the snow on the ground had turned into patches of dark red ice, and the scattered snowflakes covered the mangled corpses with a thin layer of snow, making the night even colder in North Korea.

Xia Yuan retracted his gaze, looked around with his gun, and after making sure that the house in front of him was safe, he bared his teeth and drilled into the house.

The clay-built house, while being trampled by the shells of the American army, through the cold wind, Xia Yuan covered his abdomen, came to a corner, and just rested for a long time, a slight noise suddenly came from outside.

Xia Yuan opened his eyes suddenly, grabbed the gun in his arms, struggled up, and stared out through the papier-mâché window.

Under the hazy moonlight, a petite figure was leaning over here, holding a stick in her hand, Xia Yuan saw it clearly, a woman, wearing shabby coarse cloth, layer by layer, lifted up and bloated, and her head was wrapped in a thick strip of coarse cloth, covering her face.

North Korean!

Xia Yuan breathed a sigh of relief slightly, bared his teeth, it's good if it's not the U.S. military, he cheered up, exposed half of his body, and whispered: "Who!" ”

The woman was obviously taken aback, and her mouth made a croaking sound, and she said in broken Chinese: "nie... Well...."

Xia Yuan didn't say anything, and it was only after a while that a voice came out: "Come in." ”

This North Korean woman didn't seem to understand what Xia Yuan said, and hesitated for a long time before entering the room, she didn't walk in, but stood at the door and looked at the room quietly.

The dark and cold room only had a glimmer of moonlight through the broken windows, the woman stood at the door, Xia Yuan sat in the corner of the wall with a gun, and the woman did not carry any offensive weapons, so she put down the big eight grains, her eyes half-closed and panting gently, and her abdomen was still oozing blood.

The woman stared at him, noticing the wound in Xia Yuan's abdomen, and turned to leave the room.

Xia Yuan opened his eyes, there was no woman at the door, he pulled the corners of his mouth and didn't call her, looked at the wound in his abdomen, and began to seep blood again, and looked at the health of the system, which had dropped to seventy-nine percent.

This wound is not fatal, and if not treated in time, it can become fatal.

I can't stay here anymore, I must find the troops, otherwise I will fall into another abyss as soon as I escape from Ascension.

Just struggling to get up, footsteps sounded in the yard again, the woman came to the room with some things, walked over and put the things on the ground, saw that Xia Yuan was about to struggle, and hurriedly walked over, she gestured to Xia Yuan with her hand, pointing to Xia Yuan's wound.

"You're going to take care of my wounds?" Xia Yuan glanced at the things in the woman's hand, and through the moonlight, he seemed to be able to see that these were some herbs and some cloth torn into strips.

The woman didn't understand, she didn't know whether to nod or shake her head, she just stretched out her hand to lift Xia Yuan's clothes, Xia Yuan didn't stop it, pursed her pale lips, didn't say a word, just gasped when she pulled the wound.

The woman raised her head to look at Xia Yuan, her movements were more careful, she untied the bandage on her clothes, lifted her clothes to reveal the wound, there was a fragment of a cannonball in the wound, which pierced the cotton clothes, fortunately, the cotton clothes resisted part of the impact, this piece of fragment was not deeply inlaid, and you could see that the fragments of the shell were exposed, and the wound was already blackened.

Xia Yuan looked down and grinned: "It's really a cannonball fragment, I said how did this health drop so quickly." ”

The woman looked a little at a loss, she also saw the shrapnel, and looked at Xia Yuan hesitantly.

Xia Yuan handed her the bayonet on his body, "Is there any fire, burn it." ”

Feeling that the woman could not understand, he gestured with both hands and painted the picture of the fire as much as possible.

The woman seemed to understand a little, obviously she also knew some common sense of sterilization, found some dry wood, piled up some gravel in a corner, used gravel to block the fire, put the knife on the fire and baked it simply, extinguished the fire, came to Xia Yuan's side, and gestured with both hands in the air.

Xia Yuan bit a piece of cloth in his mouth and stuffed his head: "Come on!" ”

The woman hesitated for a moment, and carefully used the knife to reach into the wound in Xia Yuan's abdomen, and in an instant, Xia Yuan's eyes widened, his breathing became heavy, his teeth clenched the strip of cloth in his mouth, and his back was soaked in cold sweat all of a sudden.

The stinging pain was transmitted to the cranial nerves one by one, the blue tendons on the forehead were bulging, and the hands were clenched into fists.

The woman carefully cocked it with a knife, grabbed the shrapnel with her other hand, bit her lip and looked at Xia Yuan, and pulled it violently, the shrapnel was thrown on the ground by him, and a large amount of blood seeped out, she couldn't help but wipe her forehead, and admired the warrior in front of her a little.

Putting down the knife, she mixed and chewed the herbs she had brought earlier with her mouth, put it on the wound, and tightly wrapped it around Xia Yuan's waist with a strip of cloth twice to tie it, and after doing all this, she pulled Xia Yuan's clothes off.

Xia Yuan exhaled heavily and looked at the woman, "Thank you." ”

The woman gestured, and when she saw that Xia Yuan couldn't understand it, she sat aside, silent.

Xia Yuan, who had been tense all day, could finally relax and rest, leaning against the wall, holding the gun and falling asleep quickly, the woman watched Xia Yuan fall asleep, looked at the gun in his arms and the Type 50 military uniform he was wearing, and was inexplicably at ease, so she lay down beside him and gently closed her eyes to rest.