Inside The Black Mist Chapter 66: Select

Pulling Yan Bing, Tian Yang carried him on his back without saying a word. He quickly ran to the lobby on the first floor, and then found a corner to put it down.

Taking out the first aid kit from the multi-functional waist bag, Tian Yang tore off the armor on Yan Bing's legs, and observed carefully. A piece of flesh was blasted off Yan Bing's calf by the light beam, bleeding profusely. Sure enough, Tian Yang tore off the sleeve of his uniform, tore it into strips, and then tightened the soldier's thigh tightly to slow down the bleeding.

But this is not enough.

Tian Yang took the solid bullet gun from Yan Bing's hand, took out the magazine, and took out the bullets.

Smearing the gunpowder in the bullet on the surface of the wound, Tian Yang drew out the Chiyue Saber, looked at Yan Bing and said: "Hold it."

Yan Bing nodded vigorously.

The Tianyang Dynasty sword pressed into Xingyun, the heat conduction lines on the blade surface of the sword were activated, and the blade surface began to become hot.

Put the tip of the knife on Yan Bing's wound, the gunpowder on the wound was immediately ignited, and a ball of orange flame burst out.

Yan Bing let out a scream in his helmet, clenched his hands, clenched his teeth, and gasped for breath.

He was quite stubborn, but he just yelled and endured it.

Tianyang withdrew his saber, took out a painkiller needle and gave him a shot, then cleaned the wound with a disinfectant spray, and finally put on a hemostatic tape.

Hearing the cry, Cang Du ran over, just in time to see Tian Yang use the remaining tape to wrap around Yan Bing's leg a few times, sealing the gap in the protective suit. Whether it will work or not, the young man has no idea.

After all, Yan Bing's wound is much bigger than his, Tian Yang can only do his best and obey the destiny.

Seeing that he saved Yan Bing, Cang Du snorted and pointed at the other soldier: "Go and carry him, let's go quickly."

The soldiers carried the wounded on their backs, Tian Yang patted Yan Bing on the shoulder, and then, holding the assaulter rifle, He Cang walked out of the building cautiously.

The street outside the door is quite quiet, and the remaining mysterious shooters seem to have no intention of chasing after them, but the prowler's panting sound like a seriously ill patient can be heard upstairs.

Cangdu made a safe gesture, and then took the lead, evacuating the route he came and went.

Tianyang asked two soldiers to follow, and cut off his rear. When he was about to get into the alley, he had a feeling of being watched by something, turned his head sharply, and the beam of light on the gun swept around.

But apart from seeing the desolate streets filled with black mist, and patches of malicious shadows, there is nothing suspicious.

The boy thought it was an illusion, turned around and went into the alley, catching up with the team.

When he came near the house wrapped in filth, Cang Du suddenly crossed his arms, pressed Tianyang's chest against Tianyang's chest, and pressed him against the wall.

Assaulter rifle pointed at the boy's forehead, and Cangdu was furious: "Do you like to be a hero so much? Fortunately, those mysterious shooters didn't come after us, otherwise, we will suffer!"

The two soldiers were startled, especially Yan Bing. The conflict between Cangdu and Tianyang is all because of him.

He was about to come down, but Tianyang stopped him with a wink, and then looked at Cangdu calmly: "I didn't intend to be a hero, I just didn't want to leave my companion."

Cangdu shouted: "You have to change the thinking of those low people. We are sublimated and high people. Our value, let alone a soldier, is not comparable to a hundred soldiers! The fortress is here We pour a lot of resources into you, not to make you a saint! Besides, do you think you can save everyone?"

Tianyang said in a deep voice: "I have never thought of saving everyone, let alone becoming a saint. If something cannot be done, I will choose to give up. But if it is within my power, why not give him a hand. I have tried The feeling of being abandoned, I know the feeling of despair. If you were in that situation, I hope someone can pull you out of hell."

Cang Du snorted, let go and said, "I'm not so unlucky that I need a brat to save me. You'd better stop being so naive. Otherwise, it will kill you sooner or later."

"Your suggestion, I will seriously refer to it."

"Cut, let the captain be the babysitter next time, I won't help him take care of the kid." Cang Du kicked a stone away, vented a little, and then opened the way ahead.

I don't know if those black people will catch up suddenly, and they didn't dare to collect specimens, so they rushed back to the camp.

When they returned to the camp, Han Shu and Ji Yu had already returned. Seeing that Yan Bing was injured, the smoke from Han Shu's mouth almost didn't fall.

"What's going on, you ran into a black man?"

When Han Shu asked, Ji Yu had asked Yan Bing to be sent to the car. In the absence of a team doctor, Ji Yu, who had some medical knowledge, often acted as the team doctor.

Cangdu will briefly explain, then unload the equipment and go to the side to rest.

Anyone can tell that this guy is sulking.

Tianyang and Han Shu were sitting by the fire, and the boy looked at the rough man with some guilt: "I made him angry."

Han Shu laughed and didn't care too much: "It's okay, that kid in Cangdu is like this, let him sulk for a while and pass."

Tianyang looked at the chariot, inside the chariot, Ji Yu was re-treating Yan Bing's wounds: "Captain, you said this, did I do something wrong?"

Smoking a cigarette, Han Shu asked back, "Then, do you think there is anything wrong with you?"

Tianyang thought for a moment, then shook his head: "I don't know, I just think that I should do this."

Han Shu exhaled a puff of smoke: "That's it. In fact, you are right, and Cangdu is right. There is no such thing as right or wrong in this world. There are only different choices. Whether you What to do, if you make a choice and bear the consequences of it, then you have done nothing wrong."

Tianyang scratched his head: "Captain, what you said is too profound, can you make it simpler."

Han Shu glanced at him and said meaningfully: "Do more with your hands and less with your brain, and you will have much less trouble."

"I understand this, it's like you and Lao Xu are about the same age. But Lao Xu's hair is almost falling out, I think he just uses his brain too much. Captain, am I right?"

"Damn, I really want to beat you to death."

Han Shu stood up, patted his buttocks and said, "You are also tired, eat something and rest, I am on duty for the first round. Two hours later, you and Lao Xu will take my place, and the third round will be by Cangdu and Jiyu are in charge."

Tianyang nodded, returned to the car, took out a piece of high-energy food and ate it.

Two hours later, he woke up on time, and when he got out of the car, he saw Lao Xu sitting by the fire.

Old Xu was looking at the communicator, wondering if he was looking at the photos of his wife and daughter again, Tianyang coughed dryly, and then walked over.

There are only the two of them and two soldiers left in the camp.

Tianyang added a few pieces of dead wood to the fire, and then he heard Lao Xu say: "I heard you fell into a trap?"

"Well, we were attracted by the knocking sound of the prowler, and then we were ambushed by the mysterious shooter."

Under the firelight, the man with sparse hair looked serious: "Then you are at the scene, have you found any special dark people? Generally speaking, it is impossible for a prowler to cooperate with a mysterious shooter. Unless something is directing them from behind."

Tianyang recalled carefully, and it seemed that he didn't find any special black people at that time.

Just as I was about to answer, I heard a soldier in charge of guarding in front shout: "Black people, black people!"

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