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Chapter 1955 Rainy Night Crisis

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    [热^文^书库][www].[774][buy].[com] Yang Luo took out the pistol and looked at the magazine, there were still three bullets, then inserted the magazine, raised his hand and made a gesture  , bent over and touched the edge of the jungle.  [For more exciting novels, please visit www.baiyuege.com] Li Tao, Madman and the others spread out quickly and followed Yang Luo in an inverted triangle formation to prevent enemies from appearing on the left and right wings.

    Maihesumu Aishan looked around vigilantly, it was too quiet, and he encountered an unexpected situation, which made his subordinates a little breathless, lying there nervously, not daring to move.

    At this time, a weak groan sounded. In this silent jungle, under this tense atmosphere, it was like a thunderclap, which shocked everyone.  Qi Qi tilted his head and looked over, it was Jiang Sen.

    Abudureimu ran over with a gun: "Jiang Sen, Jiang Sen!" There was no response, he touched Jiang Sen's forehead with his hand, feeling very hot, then grabbed the arm bitten by Sun Liqun, and saw the wound  The place is swollen and shiny, and has suppurated.

    Abdul Reyimu gasped, and said to Maihesumu Aishan, "His wound is infected and has a fever."

    Maihesumu Aishan frowned: "I'll go ahead and have a look, you stay here and don't move around."

    Abdul Reimu said, "I'll go with you!"

    At this time, a group of people appeared in the direction of the pass. These people were very complicated, there were men and women, and they were from several countries.  There are two Americans, one Englishman, three Germans, and five yellow-skinned people. I don't know if they are Chinese.  There are four women in total, and the rest are men, holding various medical equipment in their hands.  Under the leadership of a bearded guide, they are slowly walking towards the jungle.

    A very beautiful Asian woman in her thirties, with short hair around her ears and a cold expression, and a 27 or 20-year-old Asian youth walked at the end.

    Walking, walking, the young man looked up at the sky, only to see thick dark clouds moving towards here in the far horizon, like a sea infested with ink, rolling black waves constantly, black and dense, so dense  .  Moreover, purple, red, or blue lights flashed in the clouds from time to time, as if a huge energy was brewing, and that imposing momentum seemed to break open the world at any moment.

    "Sister Yun, it's going to rain, let's quickly find a place with higher ground and set up the tent." The young man looked at the beautiful woman beside him and said.

    Sister Yun also looked up at the sky, nodded and said, "I'll go talk to Howard. I remember that there is a large open space opposite the jungle in front, and the terrain is relatively high."

    The man and the woman spoke Chinese. Sister Yun walked quickly to an American in his fifties: "Doctor Howard, it's going to rain soon, let's find a place to rest."

    Howard nodded: "You're right, we have to find a place to rest."

    At this time, the guide Mahmoud stopped, looked at the slowly moving clouds in the sky, and shouted: "Hurry up, everyone, it's going to rain soon, we must find a wide area ahead as soon as possible."  place to pitch the tent."

    Yang Luo lay quietly in the grass at the edge of the jungle, also looking at the sky, cursing softly: "Damn, it seems that this rain is not to be missed."

    Maihesumu Aishan and Abudureimu came to Yang Luo's side in a flash, and then glanced at the crowd who were getting closer: "Jiang Sen's wound is infected and has a high fever, what should I do?"

    The corner of Yang Luo's mouth twitched: "There is no way but to wait for death."

    Maihesumu Aishan looked at Yang Luo: "Jiang Sen is my brother, he escaped with great difficulty, I don't want him to die here, even if he dies, he will die on the battlefield."

    Yang Luo shrugged: "I'm not a doctor, even if I am a doctor, I can't do without medicine."

    Maihesumu Aishan and Abudureimu were a little bit reconciled, but there was nothing they could do about it, because what Yang Luo said was the truth.  If he wanted to save Jiang Sen's life, he could only find medicines, but it would take at least ten days to get out of here, but depending on Jiang Sen's situation, he couldn't survive even three days.

    The group of people stopped not far from them, and then walked up a wide hill opposite.  Then one by one the tent lights came on, and everyone was busy setting up the tent.

    By the light of the tent lights, Yang Luo narrowed his eyes slightly as he watched the group of people moving many items into one of the tents.  Because he saw that those items were all medical equipment, that is to say, these people might be the medical team to aid Afghanistan.

    ?Because in Afghanistan, especially in remote residential areas, there are no medical facilities at all. It can be said that there is not even a doctor."certainly!"

    Yang Luo pointed to the opposite hillside and said, "Kill those militants."

    Abdul Reyimu's face changed: "No, they are our good brothers, we can't shoot at them."

    Yang Luo pouted: "Those hostages are doctors."

    Maihesumu Aishan said, "How do you know?"

    Yang Luo said: "Did you see the things those foreigners are holding? They are all medical equipment. They are not doctors. What are they doing with those things?"

    Maihesumu Aishan hesitated for a moment and said, "I can stop them, and kill them after Jiang Sen is cured."

    Yang Luo raised his hand and pressed Maihe Sumu Aishan's shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "My brother, saving those doctors is not just to save Jiang Sen's life, because we also need it."

    Maihe Sumu Aishan's heart moved, and his eyes lit up.  He understands what Yang Luo meant. Because of the lack of doctors and medicines in the East 1 Iraqi Movement, there are a lot of non-combat casualties every year. Even a dysentery may kill people. If these doctors are kidnapped to the base, it is definitely a good choice.  

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