"The problem before me suddenly became very simple.
As long as I leave Cha and take all the loot, I can spend the first month smoothly. Anyway, Cha's wound is infected and he will die sooner or later. There is no need for me to waste food for a dying man. Maybe he robs the soldiers. The reason for roasting chicken was also for this purpose. He had long known that he would not survive more than three months.
I even seriously considered whether to stab him directly into his heart - this would at least relieve him of a lot of unnecessary pain.
I didn't just think about it. In fact, I actually picked up the military thorn and pressed it against his slightly heaving chest. The military thorn dagger has a reassuring weight, and this has nothing to do with its own weight. The sense of solidity is a kind of ——If you have ever been helpless and hesitant, you will understand what I mean.
Sha opened his eyes and realized what I was going to do. He smiled slightly, nodded at me, and then closed his eyes peacefully.
He knew that in this case, a fatal blow was the best option.
I was confused about his safety and suddenly felt at a loss. He just handed his life over to me, just like handing over his life to a friend worth trusting - it is impossible for people like us to have any friends without killing each other. Fortunately, friendship is bullshit.
But I finally put down the military spurs, why? Because feelings are a strange thing, because when a person generously dedicates his most precious things, he should be generous in return, but more importantly, because I I feel that this is the right thing to do, and this last reason is enough.
He has given me generosity, and I will repay him with generosity.
The next day, I tore some dried meat, boiled some wild vegetable soup, mixed it together, and fed it to him. Then I hid the military spurs under my clothes and blankets and set out for the town occupied by the warlord.
I want to buy a pot, because the cooking containers are really bad beyond description. I also want to buy some salt and oil. Mineral elements necessary for the human body can help me regain my strength faster and improve my immunity. More importantly, I must Buy medicine, penicillin, amoxicillin, ticarcillin - no matter what kind of medicine it is, as long as it can reduce inflammation. I have been trained in medicine knowledge and know how to distinguish medicines.
When I lowered my head and slipped into the town, it was still an hour before noon. The sun came out, making the gravel under my feet very warm. A few days ago, my feet were not used to this kind of road full of sharp gravel, and every step I took was painful. I had to bend my knees to relieve the pain, but now the soles of my feet have formed a thin layer of skin calluses, just like the soles of shoes.
I sneaked in when the town guards dispersed. I walked close to the wall, fearing that someone would discover the military thorns and banknotes under the blanket. Several cars full of soldiers were speeding on the road, apparently heading towards the slums. I I thought, they must have found the bodies of the two soldiers.
Although I was cautious, there was still a faint uneasiness in my heart. It was like no matter where I went, someone was always staring at the back of my head, and when I turned around to look around, there was nothing but flying dust behind me. This feeling has always followed me. , until I finally couldn't bear it anymore and crawled into a nearby alley like a fish.
I stood with my back against the wall, waiting, waiting for everything to calm down, for the feeling to fade away - after a few minutes, I began to feel stupid. No one would have thought that two fat and strong soldiers would die. In the hands of a kid like me.
I took a breath and walked out of the alley again. It was easy to buy pots, oil and salt. I went to three stores in total. Even if I didn't understand the language, it was no problem to communicate. I came with a purpose, pointed at what I needed, and
The shop owner stretched out a few fingers at me with a wary look on his face. I dropped the money, grabbed the things and hid them in my clothes and blanket, and then quickly walked out of the shop.
The first few things went smoothly, but the most difficult thing was the medicine...
During the war, medicines were more precious than gold, and no amount of gold could cure wound infections. Coins seemed particularly powerless at this time. I walked all over the town and couldn't find a pharmacy. I suddenly realized how stupid I was.
, even if I could find a pharmacy, it would be impossible to buy medicine to treat wound infections. That kind of medicine could only be found in heavily guarded military camps. If I broke into the military camp rashly, I would be hanged as a spy for another warlord.
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Just when I fell into despair, I saw a black soldier with a red cross armband on his arm. The black man also carried a large medicine box on his shoulders. When I saw the medicine box, my eyes immediately lit up. I knew
, the brake is saved.
I calmed down, used all the tracking skills I had learned, and followed him calmly. He whistled and entered a tavern. I squatted next to the tavern, listening to the sound of knives and forks clashing inside. There were not many people in the tavern.
, probably only soldiers can enjoy this kind of treatment. In the stone fireplace, a black kettle was sizzling, and the varnished wood and spilled beer gave off a faint sour smell. I was hungry and thirsty.
, I really want to run back to the hiding place, boil a leather boot in a newly bought broken pot, sprinkle with some salt and butter——
I held back and waited like a stone for the health soldier to finish.
After nearly an hour, the health soldier wandered out of the tavern. He didn't notice me at all, because I looked no different from trash.
I continued walking with him and saw him turn into an attic surrounded by red gauze and green tents. I heard the sound of flesh slapping and banging inside, the men's gasps, and the women's screams. I knew that I had no chance of getting in.
In the adult territory. I lurk nearby like a cheetah, not impatient. I will not rush to grab the medical kit impulsively, because I am not sure whether there are anti-inflammatory drugs in the kit, but as long as I
If I take action, I must take it.
I waited for a long time, and my ears were filled with the sounds of "um, um, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah".
I waited until the sun set before I saw the health soldier walking out of the attic with satisfaction. I stared anxiously at the belt on his shoulder, and then realized that the weight of the box was not less than a penny, and then I felt relieved.
I continued to follow him and saw him looking around into an independent, low-rise house. This house was completely different from pubs and brothels. It was not a place for pleasure at all. It was hard to imagine a rich and oily man.
The medics will come in here.
I guessed that it must be a black shop selling military medicines privately. After only a few minutes, the health soldier came out again, his shoulders relaxed, and I realized that the box was empty and the medicines had been moved.
I stopped following the health soldier and only approached the house after confirming that he was gone.
I heard the sound of two adult men talking inside. I listened for another two minutes, and after confirming that there were only two people, I kicked down a wooden stick standing at the door.
The people inside immediately became alert. I heard the sound of the gun being drawn, and then one of them urged the other to come out and take a look.
I climbed to the roof and waited for the unlucky guy to arrive.
I saw him open the door, look around, then curse in a low voice, and lift the wooden stick. I was still in no hurry to take action, because I judged that the person in the room would definitely ask questions.
Sure enough, when the person outside the door put the sticks back, a voice of inquiry came from inside the house. The person outside the house responded, and there was no more talking in the house.
I seized the opportunity, quietly jumped off the roof, covered the man's mouth with one hand, and stabbed the man's lungs diagonally with the spur in my other hand.
The man couldn't make a sound, struggled a few times, and then collapsed to the ground. I gently pulled out the military thorn, grabbed his collar, dragged him into the house, and then closed the door...
The people in the room had their backs to me and were busy with something on a pile of catheters and glassware. I crept closer, and there was only the sound of blood dripping from the thorns. The sound was very small, and only I could hear it.
I raised my general thorn and aimed it at his back. He seemed to feel something and turned his face in shock. I couldn't lose the opportunity, because with my physical condition, it was impossible for me to be an opponent of an adult without relying on sneak attacks.
.I inserted the general thrust hard, and he screamed and staggered back, knocking over countless bottles and cans on the table.
I didn't kill him with a single blow, but he couldn't survive either. He was lying on the ground and kept mumbling some words that I couldn't understand. I knew he was begging me for mercy. I knew very well that if I let him go, he would die the next day.
Countless soldiers came to search for me.
I slit his throat without hesitation and let the blood splatter. I started looking for the medicines in the medicine cabinet, but I searched all the shelves and couldn't find any penicillin, amoxicillin, ticarcillin and other anti-inflammatory drugs.
——Not only are there no anti-inflammatory drugs, but there are also no basic drugs to treat colds and fevers.
I was stunned there, staring at the bags of unlabeled white powder in front of me. I opened a bag and tasted a little bit. My heart immediately beat wildly in the ventricles, and the blood flow rate was also circulating in an unprecedented way. I felt that all over my body
Full of power, the brain center is extremely excited, even if I face the attack of two adults head-on, there will be no problem——
I suddenly understood that this was not a black shop selling military drugs at all, but a small underground drug processing factory. The drugs brought by the health soldier were turned into drugs that were not very pure but not bad in effectiveness. From the accumulated drugs
Judging from the quantity, someone will be here to transport it soon, so I have to get out of here quickly.
I grabbed a few randomly and stuffed them into my blanket. Before going out, I lit the thick curtains with a lighter. When I turned into the next intersection, the sound of explosions filled the sky.
The entire army was in chaos, and countless military vehicles roared past the town.
I quickened my pace and walked towards the outside of the town. My hands were hidden under my clothes and blankets, and I tightly grasped the handle of the military thorn. The feeling of excitement could never go away.
The soldiers guarding the gate did not stop me. It is obviously better to let a beggar leave the city than to prevent a beggar from entering the city.
I walked back along the way I came, hoping that Cha would be able to survive this difficult day. Although drugs cannot reduce inflammation, they are not much different from a cardiac shot at critical times. I hope that through these drugs, Cha can make Cha Da survive.
Cheer up and rely on your own immunity to resist the erosion of inflammation.
I walked through a hillside, and suddenly there was a sharp wind behind my head. I ducked subconsciously to avoid it, and saw a boy about my age waving an iron piece and slashing at my head. I pulled out the military spur.
, the sundries in my hands also fell to the ground. I blocked his attack and punched him on the bridge of the nose, causing his weak body to fall to the ground. The bloody military spike was pointed directly at his throat.
Just when I thought I had taken the initiative, seven or eight boys of different skin colors rushed out and surrounded me. They held sticks in their hands and stared at me and the things around me.
The leader has blond hair, the ends of which are plaited on his pale cheeks. He is very tall and holds a gun in his hand..."