This is a cave with three entrances and three exits, only a few dozen meters deep. The cave walls have obviously been artificially repaired and are smooth and neat. When Mosika carried Chen Cao into the cave, he found that there was a fire deep in the entrance of the cave.
The light from the pile was faintly visible.
Moses was stuck not far from the entrance of the cave. He unloaded Chen Cao, leaned against the cave wall gently, and checked Chen Cao's breathing. Fortunately, Chen Cao's vitality was very tenacious, and it was pretty good that he could maintain it until now.
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At this time, Mosika saw Kekoli walking into a fire, chattering to a white-haired old man, and then led him over with a kerosene lamp, pointed at Chen Cao and said, "That's him.
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The white-haired old man squatted down, straightened Chen Cao's body, took out a dagger as long as a finger from his body, cut the clothes on Chen Cao's back, opened the gauze, took a flashlight, looked at the wound, and then
He stood up and said, "Carry him into the cave!" After saying that, he turned around and walked into the depths of the cave.
Moshika was slightly startled when he heard this.
Kekoli waited for him and said, "What are you still worried about? Do you really want him to die in the cave?"
"Okay, okay, I'll do it right away!" Mosika quickly and carefully put one of Chen Cao's arms on his shoulders, held Chen Cao's waist with the other hand, and slowly moved towards the cave.
Chen Cao had already loosened the gauze, and the wound began to bleed again, and it fell to the ground drop by drop.
Turning to the cave entrance on the left, several square-sized caves suddenly appeared in front of them. A stone platform was slowly built with stones. The white-haired old man was vigorously tinkering with something in a stone bowl, with a stick in his mouth.
Cigarettes and several daggers were placed on the stone platform, with some blood on them.
At this time, the white-haired old man looked at Moshika carrying Chen Cao and walked in. His shy and wrinkled face remained expressionless, and he said to Moshika: "Put him on the stone platform with his back facing up!
"After that, he took out the lighter and lit an oil lamp on the stone platform.
In order to save Chen Cao, Mosika couldn't care less at this time. He gently placed Chen Cao on the stone platform with his back facing up.
When the old man saw that Moshika had completed his prescribed actions, he threw a dagger at Moshika and said to him: "Cut his back!" After that, he did not wait for Moshika to answer and just looked after himself.
He picked up a dagger and burned it on the oil lamp on the stone platform.
Mosheka followed his words and gently used a dagger to open the clothes on Chen Cao's back. While revealing his strong back muscles, he also exposed the wounds on his back. Then in the weak light of the oil lamp, Mosheka saw,
Because Chen Cao could not get timely treatment, after being exposed to high and low temperatures day and night, the wound had begun to bruise, which was a sign of inflammation.
"Get out of the way!" The old man lit a cigarette under the oil lamp and took a deep breath. The dagger in his hand was already burning red. He puffed out the smoke and said to Mosika: "Hold his hands and feet, don't
Let him move around and it will be over soon!"
After saying that, he slowly put the cigarette on the stone platform, took out a miniature flashlight, held it in his mouth, pointed the light at Chen Cao's wound, stretched out his thumb and index finger, and opened the wound
At the flesh, the hand holding the dagger flipped and stretched out of Chen Cao's wound. As the already red dagger penetrated the flesh, a squeaking sound came out, and the smell of burnt flesh suddenly filled the air.
In a small space to begin with.
Mosheka held down Chen Cao's body, and it was obvious that Chen Cao's body moved violently, but he never made a sound.
Mosika closed her eyes. For anyone to perform such an operation without anesthesia, it would be no different from torture.
Well, fortunately, no bones were injured. The old man picked up the dagger, and a bloody thing popped out. Then, the old man took out a wine bottle from his waist, took a deep drink, and sprayed it on
Apply it to Chen Cao's wound and it will be disinfected.
The old man picked up the cigarette on the stone table, took a puff, then picked up the stone bowl, took out the dark, sticky stuff inside, turned over the gauze that had been removed from Chen Cao's body, and pulled it over.
The substance was smeared on, applied to Chen Cao's wound, and tied into a knot.
This operation is considered complete.
"Okay, if you don't wake up at sunset tomorrow, throw him away!" After saying that, the old man turned off the flashlight and walked out holding the oil lamp.
Although Mosika did not understand medical skills, he knew that Chen Cao could not turn over at this time and could only lie down.
He checked Chen Cao's breathing and found that it was much stronger than before, so he slowly felt relieved. He took off his coat and gently covered Chen Cao. After a whole day of tossing, Moshe Ka
Feeling exhausted all over, I leaned on the stone platform and fell asleep unconsciously.
The air in the cave was extremely cold and humid. Moshika crossed his arms tightly. In his dream, he was lying in a warm embrace. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Chen Cao's healthy and sunny face and deep eyes.
, In her sleep, Mosika smiled sweetly.
He didn't know how long he had slept for, but a shiver made Mosheka wake up. The smell of meat made his stomach growl, and he felt as if he had eaten it last time.
The things were things from a previous life. He touched his belly and went to look at Chen Cao first. Then under the weak light of the oil lamp, he found that Chen Cao's face was no longer as pale as before. Then he touched his belly and walked out slowly.
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A little light from outside has been cast in, and the soldiers are sitting in twos and threes in front of the fire. The blackened iron pot on the fire is steaming slightly.
"It's chicken soup!" Mosika swallowed, walked to a fire, and said to the bearded man sitting next to the fire: "Hello, the true sun god bless you, great warrior,
Please give me some food, I'm so hungry!"
The man was chewing chicken legs when he saw a boy walking up to him, as if he was begging for food, he rolled his eyes and said, "Get out of here!"
"Please do well, I'm really hungry, and there's an injured person over there!" Mosika begged, squatting down, and actually reached out to get the chicken legs from the steaming pot.
"Pa!" When the man saw Mosheka reaching out to touch the chicken legs in the pot, he slapped him to the ground. Mosheka was slapped on the ground by the man, and immediately rolled up from the ground, begging: "Please
Please, give me a piece of chicken and a bowl of soup even if you beat me!"
"Bah, bad luck!" The man took out an iron bowl from the ground, filled it with a bowl of soup, spit out the chicken bones from his mouth into the bowl, and said to Mosika: "Get out of here, get out of here!
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Seeing that the man was soft-hearted, Mosika quickly and carefully held the still hot chicken soup in her hands and said to him one after another, "Thank you, thank you, you are really a great person!"
This bowl of soup is simply too important for Chen Cao, who is weak and in serious need of nutrition.
In the cave, Mosika had found fire and lit a fire in the corner. The temperature in the cave suddenly increased a lot.
When half a bowl of chicken soup was brought to Chen Cao's mouth, facing the fragrant chicken soup, Chen Cao's lips and throat were slightly touched, and he actually drank every drop of the chicken soup in the bowl, and then fell into a deep sleep.
Watching Chen Cao sipping the chicken soup, Mosika laughed innocently, stuck out his tongue, held the iron bowl, and wiped away the chicken soup and crumbs stuck to the edge of the bowl.
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This battle, codenamed "Demon Hunting", achieved successive victories under the organized attacks of the Justice League and the bribed local armed forces. The scope gradually shrank from the vast desert battle to the hilly areas. The holy warriors, in
Under the organization of the supreme leader **, continuous and tenacious resistance was carried out.
But every guerrilla fighter is in a low mood. This is not only due to the powerful encirclement and suppression by the Justice League, but also due to the gradual lack of supplies.
In the cave where Chen Cao and Mosika stayed, people went out to participate in the battle every day, and fresh personnel were added every day. It was like watching a horse fly, just like that Cocoli who went out a few days ago and never came back.
, even the white-haired old man who helped Chen Cao take out the bullet also walked out with a gun yesterday. It is already night now, and he has not been seen. It is estimated that he is in danger under the hands of the special elites of the Justice League.
After more than ten days of continuous conditioning, Chen Cao had regained consciousness. He survived tenaciously by relying on the food that Moses stuck in the cave begging for, and he could partially move his upper limbs. Chen Cao knew in his heart that this was because his physical strength was different from his own.
For ordinary people's sake, fortunately, with the little food provided by Mosika, he relied on his own body to recover its functions, and now he just can't move his legs.
The most important thing is that the pilot used a miniature pistol that he carried with him. It was not very powerful and did not damage the spine. If the guy used the MP2S pistol and broke his spine, he would lose the hematopoietic function of his spine.
Even gods cannot survive.
"Brother Matsumoto, guess what's delicious today!" Mosika walked in with a smile, holding a piece of dirty quick-frozen fat meat no bigger than the palm of your hand. For more than ten days, under severe conditions,
Due to the lack of nutrition, Mosika's originally full eye bags sunk deeply, and her face became extremely thin.
Chen Cao looked at the bruises on Mosika's face and his eyes turned cold: "Did they hit you again?"
"No...no..." Mosika quickly hid her face in the darkness, piercing the fat meat with a wire and roasting it on the fire, while defending.
"If these perverted guys wait another week, they will have to pay double the amount to Mosika!" Chen Cao thought angrily, but remained silent in response to Mosika's excuse.
Chen Cao knew deeply that it would be futile to say some false words based on emotion. Only action is the true meaning. Now that he could not move freely, he could not deal with those tough warriors outside, so he could only put his guilt on Mosika in his heart.
Deep down in his heart, the creed he has always believed in is: "It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years!"