Hell's spokesperson

Chapter 111 Songs on Four Faces

Looking at the continuous approach of countless enemies, Qin Yang suddenly felt weak.

After all, he alone could not resist hundreds of armed elements with sufficient firepower, and could only keep retreating to prolong the enemy's attack. Turning around and seeing that the hostage had entered the base in the distance, he was also relieved and began to sprint with a strong speed. He shuttled through the jungle. Soon above the base, a Gatling machine gun was set up. Cheng Mu's arrogant voice came to his ears: "Qin Yang, move forward quickly. I let them taste the power of my baby."

How powerful is the Gatling machine gun? These are all powerful firepower on armored vehicles and helicopters, and Cheng Mu has obviously modified the tube machine gun into a fixed small tank. After this round of shooting, countless trees immediately collapsed, and the person who was shot was immediately crushed.

Qin Yang took advantage of this time to rush into the base. Shen Haoyun and others, who responded early, hurriedly closed the gate of the base. This small military base has the characteristics of a fortress and can provide reliable defense for the time being.

"Qin Yang, I knew you could survive." Zhou Qi stepped forward with a smile and patted him on the shoulder: "We searched for you there, but we couldn't find you. We had no choice but to retreat, thinking that your boy was blown to ashes."

"Stop talking nonsense and help me take out the fragments on my back."

Qin Yang must recover all his strength, so the annoying fragments on his back must be taken out. Zhou Qi nodded and spread a piece of white cloth on the table. Qin Yang took off his military uniform, and his back was almost stuck to his back because of the blood solidification. It can be clearly seen that the countless wood chips, stones, and even slender branches on their backs, several hostages in the hall took a deep breath and did not dare to look at them.

"Xie Chengyang, Shen Haoyun, what are you doing standing here? Why don't you go up for fire support? If the terrorists come in, I will kill you." Zhou Qi cursed loudly.

These people recovered and hurriedly ran upstairs. Soon, except for the hostages, there were only two soldiers in the room. Zhou Qi opened the first aid kit and looked at the injury on his back: "Your recovery ability is really abnormal. You dare to be so arrogant with such a serious injury."

"Can you stop talking nonsense?" Qin Yang said dissatisfiedly.

Zhou Qi smiled.

At this time, a woman came out of the hostage and said nervously, "I'm a nurse. I can help you."

"That's great." Zhou Qi said, "You help him clean up the wound first."

The nurse nodded, and the other hostages also started, boiled hot water and sent hot towels. The nurse gritted her teeth and said, "Is there any anesthetic? In this way."

"There is no anesthetic, just do it." Zhou Qi said calmly, "There are too many enemies. We need to go up and support as soon as possible."

"He has been injured like this and can't fight anymore." The nurse said anxiously.

"Never underestimate the combat effectiveness of a soldier." Zhou Qi said lightly.

The nurse trembled and didn't know what she was saying. She removed some filth on Qin Yang's back as carefully as possible. The shocking scars made several girls couldn't help covering their mouths. Tears flowed down silently. Qin Yang's face was as usual, and now the pain was unbearable. Zhou Qi took out the operation. The knife said, "It's starting."

"Come on."

The branches are easy to take out, but you should also be careful. If these branches are broken inside, you must cut open the muscles of the back and take them out. Zhou Qi is obviously very experienced in this regard. He is steady and accurate. Inadvant work, he pulled out all the branches stained with blood and put them aside, followed by some stones. This thing is almost embedded in the body, so it needs to be picked out one by one, which is also the biggest torture for the pain nerves.

Stingling, incomparable pain.

Qin Yang clenched his teeth, and the low roar could even cover up the gunfire outside. Originally, the temperature in the room was not high, but his forehead was full of sweat. The nurse carefully wiped his cheeks and said unbearablely, "Can you be gentle?"

"Tap? Are you kidding? When this boy was treating us, I admitted that I was a grandson. Zhou Qi said dissatisfiedly.

"You son of a bitch, take revenge. Next time I change the medicine for you, I must let you know what the limit of pain nerves is." Qin Yang gritted his teeth and cursed.

Joking aside, Zhou Qi did not dare to waste time. He cleaned up the debris on his body, and then took out the plaster in the first aid kit. After melting, he constantly wiped it on the wound. He wrapped layers of gauze and took out a new military uniform from the bag beside him and threw it to him. Qin Yang took a deep breath and moved. Next, the nurse was shocked: "Your wound hasn't healed yet and you can't move."

"This is a minor injury." Qin Yang wiped his sweat and said with a smile.

"Is this still a minor injury?" The nurse shouted loudly.

"It's true."

Zhou Qi took a gun and said, "Qin Yang, you contact Wei Boyang, and I'll go up to support them."

"Good."

Qin Yang exhaled and just found the communicator, but found that Zhou Xiao and several young men and women who were rescued last night collected the things they took out of their bodies and carefully put them in a sealed bag. They couldn't help saying funnyly, "Why are you collecting that thing?"

"We are students, and we came out to participate in the social and cultural survey in Xinjiang to make papers." Zhou Xiao whispered, "This experience is the most dangerous and challenging experience in our life. We want to commemorate it well, and we have to apply to put these things in the Yanjing University Museum, so that everyone can remember that Chinese soldiers are dedicated to the people and society all the time. We want to do it at Yanjing University. The honor of soldiers tells the whole country.

"It's up to you." Qin Yang shrugged his shoulders. Anyway, he is not a soldier. This thing has nothing to do with him.

I soon got in touch with Wei Boyang.

"Qin Yang, how are you doing over there?"

Qin Yang looked at the hostage and said, "A good news and a bad news, which one do you listen to?"

"Qin Yang, this is not the time for you to joke." Wei Boyang said helplessly.

Qin Yang smiled and said, "The atmosphere at the scene here is a little heavy. I want to relieve it. Well, no joke. We rescued 32 hostages. Two of them were seriously injured, but the injuries were controlled, and the rest were slightly slightly injured. As for the bad news, we are surrounded. Now there are more than a hundred militants outside who are launching a strong attack, and most unfortunately, I notice that there are still hundreds of people approaching. We need support and leave immediately. Get out of this haunted place.

"Qin Yang." Wei Boyang said seriously, "We are currently being harassed by a group of people, and we may not be able to send troops to support for the time being."

"There are millions of soldiers in China, don't tell me that you can't send an army to support us." Qin Yang shouted coldly.

"We can't send people to support you for at least three hours." Wei Boyang said calmly, "We need you to stick to it for three hours. In three hours, our people will rescue."

"Is it someone playing a trick?" Qin Yang said coldly, "Wei Boyang, let me tell you, you know better than me what my brothers have suffered. You'd better not let me down."

At this time, he had to wonder if someone was really playing a trick.

"Three hours, three hours, our people will arrive soon." Wei Boyang said calmly.

"If you let me know that you are fooling me and hurting my brother, not to mention 200 meters underground, even a ghost place 2,000 meters underground, I can kill Yanjing, and kill a chicken and dog!"