Black people started shouting outside the house. The location of Yu Yang and others must have been discovered by the Somali militia, and people calling for friends gathered over.
"John, when will George and the others come back!" After Robert handed Yu Yang to Catherine, he held the weapon, found a bunker, and pointed the gun at the door.
"Hurry back, we just need to hold on for a while. Among you, who knows how to shoot? Pick up your weapons and guard this room. Robert, let's rush out and guard the door. We can't hide in this room all the time.
!" After John finished speaking, he rushed to the door with weapons in hand, killed a Somali militiaman hiding by the door, and rushed out of the room.
Robert glanced at the other people in the room: "The weapons are on the ground. You are the only ones who can save you now. I wish you good luck!" After that, he rushed out of the room.
Gunshots continued to be heard outside the house. The Chinese who had just been talking to Yu Yang picked up an AK47 from the ground and held it in his arms, aiming at the door. Someone took the lead, and the two white men also picked up their weapons.
, the three people found a place for each other and hid in the corner of the room, but it could be seen that the three of them were all rookies, and their hands were still shaking.
"Doctor, is he okay?" The remaining Chinese man walked up to Kesling and asked in a low voice.
Catherine smiled: "Of course, of course there is nothing wrong with him. They are just some superficial injuries, no problem!" Catherine's words were meant for Yu Yang. Yu Yang was in a very bad condition and was about to faint at any time.
, needs someone to cheer him up.
The people around looked at the wounds on Yu Yang's body, and their hearts were filled with shock. After hearing Catherine's words, they couldn't help but doubt life. This is not considered serious, so what kind of injury is important.
Three minutes later, Catherine breathed a long sigh of relief and re-bandaged Yu Yang's wounds. Yu Yang had a total of four wounds just now, the most serious of which was the wound on the right side of his left leg, which required a total of twenty-six stitches.
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Yu Yang was still conscious. He raised his head and glanced at Catherine, and slowly took out the chicken drumstick from his mouth: "Robert, are the stitches done?" After saying that, he tried to get up from the table with a struggle.
Catherine glanced at Yu Yang: "You need to rest now. You'd better lie down, otherwise if the wound breaks apart again, we will not be able to suture it. There is not much space left for suturing the skin on both sides of your wound!"
Yu Yang glanced at Catherine, pulled out his blood transfusion, took his body armor and prepared to put it on, but the body armor weighing more than ten kilograms felt like a thousand pounds in his hand. Yu Yang tried it and then gave up.
He directly took his coat, simply put it on himself, and slowly sat up from the table: "I'm fine, I just need to rest for a while, where are John and Robert?"
"The two of them went outside. You can rest here now. I just heard them say that reinforcements will come to rescue us soon!" Catherine saw Yu Yang standing up from the table.
"Reinforcements?" Yu Yang smiled: "They are still waiting for us to meet up one kilometer away, cough cough cough, come here!" Yu Yang glanced at the people in the room, and when he saw that he was talking to him just now
The compatriot held AK and hid behind a table. He waved his hand and asked him to come to his side.
"Hello, my name is Liu Qing. Thank you for saving me. Are you an overseas Chinese?" After Liu Qing saw Yu Yang recruiting him, he immediately ran over and stood beside Yu Yang.
"Overseas Chinese? That's right!" After Yu Yang finished speaking, he smiled. He was wearing a U.S. Army uniform. What else could he be besides an overseas Chinese? He took the AK47 in Liu Qing's hand and looked at it.
"You haven't even turned on the safety. In this case, you can't kill anyone!" After saying that, he opened the bolt of the AK, loaded the bullet and handed it to Liu Qing. He patted his shoulder: "I may need to break out later. I
I may not be able to take care of you, so be careful and don’t be afraid, Chinese gentlemen are not afraid, don’t be looked down upon by these Americans! Do you hear me?”
Liu Qing looked at Yu Yang, nodded fiercely, returned to his previous position with the AK47 in his arms, turned his head again, and looked at Yu Yang: "What's your name?"
"Me? My name is Yu Yang!" After Yu Yang finished speaking, he waved to the other Chinese, handed him one of the two pistols he carried, and taught him how to open the safety and load the gun.
After being given three more magazines, Yu Yang felt his physical condition. Unless the convoy could clear the way for rescue now, he probably wouldn't be able to hold on for long. Every little bit he could help his compatriots was worth it!
After arranging the two compatriots, Yu Yang sat on the table, gnawed all the chicken legs in his hands, held his weapon, looked at the door with confused eyes, and inadvertently glanced at the watch in his hand.
The mission was over, and there were still seven minutes left, and the desire to survive that had just been extinguished started to burn again.
The sound of gunfire outside the window suddenly became louder, and a distant explosion rang out. Robert and John ran back into the room in panic. John spit out a mouthful of dirt: "Damn it, these Somali militiamen!"
A rocket had just hit their hiding place. If Robert hadn't reacted quickly, the two of them would have gone to see God.
John saw Yu Yang sitting on the table and immediately laughed: "Hey, Yu, are you okay? Great, reinforcements are coming soon!"
Yu Yang nodded after hearing this, took out the analgesic from his pocket, and looked at Robert: "Robert, how long will this analgesic last?" After saying that, he raised the needle in his hand.
"I don't know, I haven't used it, and I don't know the effect. You have to ask the dozen or so seniors before you, they know the effect!" Robert made a small joke, his so-called dozen
The seniors are those who have received Robert's treatment and have died.
After hearing this, Yu Yang smiled, took off the protective cover of the syringe, and prepared to inject himself: "You'd better hope that I don't see those seniors, otherwise, everyone will stay away from you on the battlefield in the future.
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But just as he was about to inject, Yu Yang's hand was grabbed by Catherine: "Sir, is this an analgesic? I advise you not to inject it easily, otherwise, this thing will easily become addictive. For your future
, I think you still need to think about it carefully, otherwise, you will be unable to do without this damn thing in the future!"
Yu Yang smiled and glanced at Catherine: "Madam, thank you for stitching up my wound just now, but for the question you mentioned, I think we should first consider whether we can discuss it tomorrow!"
After finishing speaking, Yu Yang inserted the analgesic into his arm and injected a syringe of analgesic into his body.
