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"Get down!"

"There's someone in the passageway!"

"Cover! Cover!"

"Bang bang bang, bang bang bang..."

"Ugh—"

In the tunnel,

The dark-skinned man supported Zhou Wuzhong, who had been shot in the arm, while continuing to fire with his gun.

"Mr. Zhou, you need to get out of here quickly—"

"Hurry, hurry—"

"Pfft~"

As his protectors fell one by one, Zhou Wuzhong, unwilling to give up, had no choice but to retreat.

He remembered this grudge.

One day, he will make the Southern District troops pay a heavy price for the wounds he caused.

Zhou Wuzhong's eyes were dark and unfathomable.

He believed that day would come soon.

"Ceasefire!"

A soldier quickly stepped forward to examine the body, touching it on the ground.

"They're all dead!"

"Captain, some of them have run into the tunnels. Should we give chase?"

They lost several brothers in this mission, and they wouldn't be satisfied until they caught these bad guys and avenged them.

The captain reported the situation to the platoon leader, who told the remaining men to wait while he sent someone to request reinforcements from the division commander.

There is a cave entrance at the bottom of the cliff, and inside the cave entrance is a bottomless tunnel.

This news, once it was released, was definitely a huge shocking event at the South Base.

Everyone else had dug their own rat holes right in front of their own houses, and none of them knew it.

It would be too late if they only realized what was happening after others had all killed them.

Health clinic.

The division commander and Ling Wenchen were still anxiously awaiting the dean's examination results.

"Report--"

"There's a cave entrance at the bottom of the cliff behind the back gate. Inside the cave is a secret passage. Our people fought with the people inside, and some of them escaped."

"Commander, should we continue investigating the secret passage to get to the bottom of this?"

The division commander's face darkened.

"You... damn it, no need to say more, send a regiment to provide support and thoroughly investigate that secret passage. I refuse to believe we can't find these rats who only know how to hide in the gutter."

"yes!"

Ling Wenchen called out to the soldiers who were about to leave, and looked at the division commander.

"Commander, if it's that group from the new drug company, firearms alone might not be enough. If they have some strange poisons, we have no chance of winning."

Not only is there no chance of winning, but it might also just send our brothers to their deaths.

The division commander then remembered this matter.

"However, there are not many capable doctors on the border, let alone skilled pharmacists. Apart from Elder Qi, no one is an expert in this field."

"Now that Old Qi is unconscious again, we—"

Ling Wenchen sent someone to his dormitory to fetch the small bottle from his drawer.

Jiang Yuyan gave him that small bottle for self-defense, telling him to open it if he encountered someone using poison or gas on him while he was out.

The teacher was curious.

"What time is it now? Why are you carrying around those little bottles? Isn't exploring the secret passage the most important thing right now?"

The division commander was a rough and unrefined man; he had no ulterior motives and only knew how to fight and kill the enemy.

"Commander, that little bottle was given to me by Comrade Yanzi. She is an apprentice of Elder Qi, so the things she gave me are certainly not ordinary."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "Perhaps we'll need to rely on this little bottle to find out the secret passage."

Time is of the essence.

The small bottle was quickly brought over, and Ling Wenchen took it and explained to the regimental leader how to use it.

"...Remember, if the contents of this small bottle encounter any poisonous gas or drug, immediately open the lid. The pills next to this small bottle are antidotes."

"Before you enter the secret passage, give everyone the antidote pills, and then take the small bottle with you."

Ling Wenchen was still worried and emphasized it to him again.

"Open the small bottle for three seconds, then immediately close the cap. Remember, no matter what, close the small bottle immediately. If you don't want everyone to get poisoned, remember my words."

"Okay, I understand, I will do as instructed."

Watching the group leave, Ling Wenchen gripped the wheelchair handle tightly.

If he hadn't been injured—

If he hadn't failed to protect Jiang Yuyan, she wouldn't have suffered like this.

Before Mingming set off for the South District base, he had promised her that he would protect her well.

result--

Just as he was filled with guilt and thinking all sorts of nonsense, the door to the dean's residence opened.

Ling Wenchen's heart tightened, and he tried to turn the wheelchair over, but his hands were too weak to move.

The division commander jogged over before him, "How is it? How is it? Is the stuff in this bottle the antidote for the Soul-Destroying Powder?"

The dean's expression seemed a mix of dazedness and ecstasy; upon hearing his words, he snapped back to reality.

"This contains the antidote—"

The division commander interrupted him impatiently.

"What do you mean by 'considered an antidote'? An antidote is an antidote. How can you call it an antidote? If someone takes it and something goes wrong, do you still want your position as dean?"

When did this old guy start talking so unreliably?

The dean glared at him.

"Can't you just let me finish what I have to say? When have I ever been unreliable?"

"Oh, really? Then tell me."

The dean doesn't get angry with a roughneck.

"The reason I say that the contents of the small bottle are the antidote to the Soul-Destroying Powder is because this Soul-Destroying Powder is not even the authentic one; to be precise, it can only be considered a semi-finished product."

Ling Wenchen immediately grasped the key point in his words.

"Dean, if you mean the Soul-Destroying Powder can only be considered a semi-finished product, what percentage of its medicinal efficacy can it achieve at most?"

The dean stroked his chin thoughtfully.

"That's how it should be in theory, but we'll have to try it out to find out for sure."

However, he dared not feed the medicine directly to Elder Qi. If something went wrong, it would be a responsibility that a mere dean like him could not bear.

Ling Wenchen looked at his teacher, who was completely bewildered and couldn't understand what they had just said.

"Why are you all looking at me like that? Isn't a half-finished product an antidote? Since it's considered an antidote, there's no time to worry about whether it works or not. Let's wake up Old Qi first."

Ling Wenchen also felt that this was the only way.

The solution is already in place. If they let Old Qi miss his only chance to take the antidote because they are afraid of this and that, then all of them will be guilty of an even greater crime.

There were two soldiers guarding the door to Old Qi's ward, and no one dared to enter casually.

The dean carefully opened the bottle, fed Qi Lao a mouthful, and then dared not feed him any more, waiting for the medicine to take effect.

Five minutes passed.

Old Qi made no move.

Ten minutes passed...

Old Qi still didn't make a move.

The division commander grabbed the hospital director's beard. "What exactly happened? Are you sure this is the antidote and not just water?"

The dean was also baffled. "Perhaps—"

"Ahem, because it's a semi-finished product, the effects might not be as quick." This statement sounded more like an excuse.

suddenly,

Old Qi, who had been silent until now, twitched his finger. Ling Wenchen saw this.

"It moved! Old Qi's finger moved."

The dean quickly pushed the roughneck aside, moved closer to observe, and took notes as he did so.

...

Until an hour later,

Old Qi finally woke up.

"Mr. Qi, you're finally awake? If you hadn't woken up, I don't know what I would have done."

Old Qi squinted, still unable to see clearly, and kept calling out.

"Smoke, smoke..."