After taking the dagger and roasting it on the bonfire, Chen Jianqiu squatted down next to the bird.

"Asuka, bear with me, it might hurt a little."

Sean pressed his shoulder, and Chen Jianqiu stuck to it, using his body to control the other half of the bird.

Fortunately, the position of the bullet was not very deep, and the dagger quickly picked out the bullet, but despite this, Asuka was sweating in pain.

Fortunately, it didn't hurt the bones, but the wound was a bit big, and it was just a bumpy road and a lot of blood was shed.

But how to deal with the wound? In this wilderness, is it possible to use gunpowder to burn the wound like I once watched in the movie?

"Chen, can you help me find an herb? The leaves are feather-like, with flat-topped clusters of small white flowers. My people use it to stop bleeding and heal wounds, and we call it yarrow. This mountain should have. ”

"I'll take a look now."

The torrential rain in the mountains came and went quickly, and outside the cave by this time, the rain had stopped, but the sky was still dark.

Yarrow is a very common plant, Chen Jianqiu walked around outside the cave, and soon found a lot of them in the clearing between several trees.

In addition, God also gave an extra surprise, near the yarrow plants, there were a few hares eating as if no one was around.

Chen Jianqiu pulled out his dagger, aimed at one of them, and threw the dagger over.

The dagger was swift and accurate, and it hit the rabbit with such accuracy that the poor rabbit did not even stumble a few times, and fell to the ground.

Chen Jianqiu ran over and lifted the rabbit, folded a few yarrows, put them in his pocket, and prepared to return to the cave.

The hallucination in the cave just now, like being there, was definitely not created out of thin air, could it be something from my dusty memory?

This hand of flying knives, he also made a good shot, but he hit every shot. What did this body that was possessed by itself go through?

While thinking, Chen Jianqiu returned to the cave. He threw the rabbit's carcass to Sean.

"Dinner."

Sean's saliva was about to run down as he took the rabbit and dagger and began to skin it.

Chen Jianqiu walked up to the bird, took out the yarrow from his pocket, pulled off the leaves on it, and handed it to him.

Asuka put the leaves in his mouth and chewed them into mud and applied them to the wound.

Chen Jianqiu tore off a clean new cloth from his coat, bandaged the bird, and then handed him the water bag.

"It should be fine soon, cough, cough......" Asuka took a sip of water, but choked on.

Chen Jianqiu was noncommittal, he reached into his arms and took out the pack of cigarettes.

The cigarette was taken out, and the outer packaging containing the cigarette was already soaked, most of the cigarette was wet, and the box of matches, on the contrary, was pressed inside, and most of it had no effect.

"Boss, if you knew your matches would still work, you wouldn't have to bother to dismantle the shell." Sean had finished dealing with the hare, he sharpened a branch, threaded the whole hare, and roasted it over the campfire.

The cave soon filled the cave with the smell of rabbit meat, and after Chen Jianqiu cut off a few pieces and handed them to the birds, he sat back by the campfire and began to taste his craft with Sean.

"Hmm~~Hmm~~" I don't know if I smelled the aroma or the warmth brought by the bonfire, the bound ensign woke up, but his whole body was tied firmly, and his mouth was gagged again, and he could only twist around like a maggot.

Chen Jianqiu pulled out the rag in his mouth.

"You sons of a bitch! Bastard! Whore! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to ......" Before he could finish speaking, he was punched in the head by Sean, and he was immediately honest, just panting there.

Chen Jianqiu poured him two mouthfuls of water, cut two pieces of rabbit meat and stuffed them into his mouth.

"I'm Lieutenant Edward's son, little Edward, you let me go, you let me go, I promise ......"

The rag in the second lieutenant's mouth was stuffed back again, and Chen Jianqiu took out a leather dog tag (identification tag) from his pocket, ripped off the epaulettes from his military uniform, and put it in his pocket.

He handed Asuka a revolver and bullets: "If this cub messes around, make a hole in his head." ”

Asuka nodded.

"Sean, come out with me at night." Chen Jianqiu finished eating the rabbit meat and clapped his hands.

Sean nodded, but looked at Asuka worriedly.

"I'm fine, it's just that my left arm isn't convenient for the time being." Asuka held a gun in his right hand and flew up, "Don't worry, I won't kill him for the time being." ”

……

"Has the second lieutenant's body been found?"

In one of the tents where the Valley Cavalry Company was stationed, Lieutenant Edward paced back and forth

He was very irritable, the troops had been chasing Crazy Horse's son for more than half a year, and although he received a telegram from his old boss a few days ago, he had exterminated the rest of the tribe, but today he still let that man run.

The second lieutenant is his son, and he originally planned to let him follow him to have more experience and experience, after all, fighting tigers invites brothers, and fathers and sons go into battle.

As a result, this kid was greedy for merit, and the two of them chased him out, and now only two horses have returned, and there is a high probability that he will be more than lucky.

Sometimes, he really envied his commanders, more than ten years after the Civil War, and soldiers like him could only be promoted by killing Indians.

The cavalry company under him has been repeatedly reduced, from the original full strength of more than 100 people to less than 50 now.

Now that he has not been caught, he can't explain it, and he has also lost his son, and he has to experience the pain of losing his son at an old age, and his son's mother, that is, the old lady who is famous in New York, will also tear him apart.

Thinking of this, he angrily flipped over the map on the table, and the coffee that was originally pressed on the map was knocked over to the ground, and the adjutant beside him did not dare to come out.

"Souyama! Search the mountains for me! Dig three feet into the ground and find them. ”

"Report sir, the Indian with a scar on his face has returned." A herald walked in and reported to Lieutenant Edward.

"He's back? It's good to be back, I'm still getting ready to go to him. "The lieutenant was not in a good mood.

If it weren't for the failure of the Indian's assassination, he wouldn't have alarmed the other party, and if he hadn't alarmed the other party, the other party would not have been guarded, and his ambush plan would have been seamless, and the three of them would not have been able to escape, and their son would not have chased and died.

Look at how clear the logic is when people are angry.

At this time, Scarfa didn't know what was happening here, and he didn't know what the lieutenant was thinking in his heart now. He was taken into the tent and his weapons were left outside.

"Lieutenant, I helped you find Asuka, I hope you will keep your promise and release my wife." Scarfa said in a hoarse voice.

The lieutenant did not seem to be in a hurry to answer his question, and he began to re-pack the map on the table, and the adjutant hurried over to help, picking up the cup of coffee from the ground, intending to pour a new one for his superior.

"What about Asuka now?" The lieutenant did not raise his head.

"Your people have been following me all along, and based on my information, they should be easy to find."

"I ask you where Asuka is now?!" The lieutenant shouted with a slap on the table.

"I don't know." Scarfa replied expressionlessly, "You just asked me to take you to him. ”

"Do you guys have a problem with your brains?" The lieutenant raised his head and stared at the Indian in front of him, "I want him dead!" Do you understand? ”

"I tried, but failed, they have a Chinese who is very powerful." Scarfa said.

"And what are you doing when you come back?"

"I don't have the face to see Asuka, hoping to exchange myself for my wife's life."

Two soldiers walked in from outside, tied up Scarf, and took them out. Scarfeather didn't struggle, and was like a wooden man the whole time.

"Let that woman go?" The adjutant asked the lieutenant tentatively.

"Kill together." The lieutenant didn't even lift his head, and looked at the map again, "I'm tired, you guys go out." ”

"Only dead Indians are good Indians" – General Philip Sheridan, a U.S. Civil War general