The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

The army green jeep sped towards the west.

Xiao Zhanwu's right hand, which was placed on the car window, was clenched into a fist and placed under his nose, letting the cold wind flow in.

The main road was already slightly blocked at this time.

The curious ordinary people were firmly excluded from the "warning line" by the staff wearing black Chinese tunic suits.

These people did not stop the troop convoy, but were packing up the people who were sure to be "asleep". One person lifted the shoulders, the other lifted the legs, and threw them into the open trunk.

The slowly passing wheels crushed the bloody ground, and even the soldiers driving were suppressing the sudden discomfort.

This scene is really not suitable for ordinary people to see. It is like a hell-like Shura field. Broken limbs and broken arms are everywhere. If you don't pay attention, the wheels may be bumped by these things.

"Battal Commander, look, how many people have died? Are these people coming for us?"

The younger Wu Hongpu had already lowered his head in the back seat. He had been in the army for several years and had never seen anything more "exciting" than this scene. No wonder the gunfire reached the camp.

"Don't worry so much, we will do ours and they will do theirs!"

Xiao Zhanwu's face was a little solemn. He knew what the Investigation Department did. They fought such a head-on battle with so many people under his nose. Does this mean that the location of the camp was still a little hasty? .

If so many people came for the air defense position, he was not sure that a company of guards spread out on duty could withstand so many minions with ulterior motives.

"Fortunately, after this mission is over, we will definitely have to change positions. Next time, we can't choose a big city!"

With a plan in mind, Xiao Zhanwu slowly rolled up the car window to block the view outside.

Not only the people in the car were curious about the people below, but the people below were also curious about the soldiers in the car.

"Why didn't you stop? Aren't you here to reinforce us?"

The staff from Beijing Railway Station scratched their scalps as they watched these jeeps go away. They said just now that they came very quickly, but in the end, they seemed to be just passing by.

"Stop talking and finish cleaning up quickly. There is a fishy smell in my nose. I want to go back to the capital as soon as possible."

Quite cowardly, the gun was fired by Cadre Li, who had nothing to do with them, except for a few who rushed to the curb. Now it was like Li Feng ran away, and they were washing the floor behind.

"Captain Ge and Station Commander Gu, why haven't they come back yet? Listen, didn't the gunfire stop?"

……

Inside the camp of the air defense position.

A stainless steel clip probed the dark hole, and then a deformed warhead was taken out by the clip, and fell into the red-stained stainless steel tray with a "snap" sound.

As the hand holding the tray shook, the blood stains on the bullets dripped smoothly into the tray. As it shook from side to side, a velvety red silk thread was pulled out from the bottom.

"Doctor Zhu, would you like to wipe your sweat?"

The nurse wearing a cotton mask spoke in a dull voice. Doctor Zhu, who was operating, shook his head, picked up the prepared bent needle with his fingers, and started suturing with the help of hemostatic forceps.

"Wait~!"

"This will be ready soon!"

Dr. Zhu was also a little haggard at this time, and the bright yellow headlight on his forehead swayed with the shaking of his head.

Just looking at the tray, he could tell that there were only four or five warheads in it. The workload of just one warhead was too much for him to handle, not to mention there were several more lying outside. "Hurry, hurry, Doctor Zhu, there is someone outside who is dying!"

Before the knot was tied, Gu Yaodong outside the tent had already started shouting anxiously. At this time, he did not dare to open the curtain and disturb the operation inside, but anyone lying outside was very important to him. , I can only try my best to urge.

"Comrade, why are you doing this? Keep quiet in the operating room!"

The little nurse who opened the curtain frowned, looked at the occupied hospital beds outside, and scolded Gu Yaodong with some dissatisfaction.

She didn't know who these strangers were, and if they hadn't been brought back by the guard company's car, they probably wouldn't have been able to carry out rescue work.

"Yes, this one over here, I can't even breathe!"

"Who are they? This is not excessive blood loss. He is infected with D. The smell of bitter almonds is cyanide!!"

The nurse hurriedly walked to the hospital bed and looked at the motionless injured person with a cyanotic face and a ferocious expression. After lightly sniffing her nose, she took a step back and looked at Gu Yaodong with doubts.

"Cyanide?"

Captain Ge, who was sitting on the ground and leaning against the wall, had regained his strength. When he heard this word, he immediately stood up from the ground with his arms raised, grabbed his collar, and checked it.

"Quick, take the scissors, put them in the collar, and cut off the collar!"

Captain Ge pointed to the collar with wet lip marks and patted his forehead heavily with his palm.

Unexpectedly, neither of them expected that these people, who were so cruel to themselves, would commit suicide even when they were in a place where they could be rescued.

These drugs are sewn into the collar, and as long as the mouth is held in the mouth, after the saliva is soaked, high-concentration cyanide enters the mouth and is absorbed by the human body, and even gods cannot save it.

Li Feng was careless, and so were they.

The team members who came over quickly checked one by one. After the nurse took out the scissors for them, the collars were cut off one by one. Their chests were still rising and they were pushed in again.

Gu Yaodong's face was dark and scary, and his inexperience was completely exposed at this moment. If his master were at the scene, he would probably do this immediately.

These people here are not the only ones who are fighting against death.

Volga drove back onto the road, speeding up even faster.

Even though his hands were already red from the cold wind, Translator Lu did not retract into his sleeves at this time, but gritted his teeth and galloped on the road.

A row of army-green jeeps came on the opposite road. Translator Lu still didn't apply the brakes. He turned the steering wheel slightly and passed them by. Even when he saw the hands of the people behind him waving, Translator Lu still didn't pay attention. Reasonable and drove past quickly.

Cursing sounds came from the jeep that passed their vehicle.

"What are they doing, are they in such a hurry to reincarnate?"

Recognizing that the Volga car that was approaching quickly was the same vehicle as the group of people he met before, Xiao Zhanwu, who was sitting in the passenger seat, pulled the steering wheel to the side, allowing the car to pass and faced the driver. He jumped up and down, signaling him to keep driving forward.

It's not easy for these people. They have suffered a lot of damage for the safety of their positions, so they should give in.

He had no idea that the target of the Second Battalion's trip was lying on the back of the car that just passed by.

In the trunk... (End of chapter)