The Dragon Soul of the Strongest Special Forces

Chapter 399 Clinic Reorganization
Mosiang, a small town in the southeast of Bellinloka.

When He Ziming drove the jeep into Monsiang, it was completely dark.

The rain has stopped, but the clouds in the sky are still very thick, dark clouds like thick ink are cruising in the night sky, like a group of terrifying ghosts with teeth and claws.

Those terrifying ghosts stared ferociously at the jeep driving on the street, as if they wanted to swallow the jeep at any time.

The night is like a "forbidden curse" in the city of Bellinloka. As night falls, there are no more pedestrians on the streets.

More than half of the street lights on both sides of the road have been broken, and among the small half of the street lights that are still working, half of them have become flickering because of wiring problems or bulb problems.

The doors and windows of the buildings on both sides of the road were all closed, and it was impossible to determine whether there were people in those buildings; even the advertising lights in front of the shops were dark and not lit.

"Damn, why are you panicking on this road?"

He Ziming muttered in a low voice, and said, "It feels like I've stepped into a horror movie."

"You are a party member!"

Tang Feng, who was sitting in the co-pilot, suddenly said such a sentence.

Tang Feng said it as if it was calm, but he still betrayed his true heart by holding the pistol tightly with his left hand.

"whispering sound!"

He Ziming raised his middle finger at Tang Feng with disdain.

Glancing at the map on the PDA, there was still an intersection away from the private clinic.

After going straight through the first intersection, He Ziming turned to the left at the second intersection, drove the jeep into the fork on the left, and drove forward for a distance of almost 300 meters. He Ziming stopped the car In front of the private clinic.

The doors and windows of the private clinic are also closed, so you can’t see what’s going on inside the clinic. There’s a nameplate with a red cross on it and the name of the clinic written in G language. The nameplate is badly damaged, but the red on it The sign of the cross is well preserved.

He Ziming took the PDA and compared it with the name of the clinic displayed on the map. After repeated comparisons several times, he said to Tang Feng and Long Jingyun in the jeep: "This is the place we are looking for. I will go down and knock on the door."

"Let me go."

Long Jingyun put Ye Xiao's head flat on the chair and said, "I'm a woman, so it's easier to gain the other party's trust."

He Ziming nodded, but did not reject Long Jingyun's proposal.Indeed, in some respects, women have an advantage over men.

Long Jingyun walked to the door of the private clinic, tapped the lock on the shutter door, and said her need for help in Russian.

But there was no response from the clinic.

Long Jingyun frowned, continued to slap on the shutter door, and repeated in English, her request, but she still didn't get an immediate answer.

"Is there no one in the clinic?" He Ziming frowned, wondering.

"No one is better. Let's do it ourselves. When it's over, just leave the money to them." Tang Feng said.

He Ziming nodded, indeed, this is a completely feasible solution.

But just as He Ziming pushed the door and got out of the car, and was about to violently demolish it, the small window on the rolling shutter door opened, and the face of an Eastern European man in his 40s appeared behind the small window.

Seeing someone in the clinic, Long Jingyun showed joy on her face, and repeated her request for the third time in Russian.

However, the Eastern European man in the clinic didn't intend to open the clinic's shutter door. While waving his hand, he gestured to close the small window on the shutter door again.

Before the Eastern European man in the clinic closed the small window, He Ziming stuck the small window with a pistol, and said to the Eastern European man in a very normal tone: "We don't want to cause trouble, but we just need some antibiotics and anti-inflammatory drugs. It's not that I have to do this as a last resort, I also want to discuss it with you and get your consent."

"But my friend was seriously injured. Every minute of delay puts his life at risk, so I can only take some special measures."

Seeing the Glock 17 pistol in He Ziming's hand, which was obviously loaded, the Eastern European man in the clinic immediately raised his hands, took a step back, bent down and opened the rolling door of the clinic, and made a compromise to He Ziming.

He Ziming blinked at Long Jingyun, and said: "Sometimes, some hooligan methods are still needed. And it must be admitted that hooligan methods are more effective than gentlemen's discussions."

"If you're in Russia, you're probably sieved by a shotgun behind a rolling shutter by now."

Long Jingyun glanced at He Ziming, then turned and walked back to the jeep.He Ziming blinked his eyes, unable to refute in a word.

After all, that is a "battle nation", and if they disagree with each other, they will make sense after fighting!
The Eastern European man who was pointed at by He Ziming and forced to open the clinic door was the doctor of the dead clinic. After he opened the clinic door, he took two nurses to the front of the jeep and put Ye Xiao who was still in a coma. He was lifted out of the jeep, put on a stretcher, and carried into the clinic.

Long Jingyun and He Ziming carried the bags of weapons and ammunition in the jeep into the clinic. After entering the clinic, He Ziming first looked around the street with his head, and then lowered the clinic's shutter door.

Long Jingyun, He Ziming, and Tang Feng have all learned battlefield first aid, and their level is no worse than that of ordinary surgeons. They only came to this private clinic because they lacked the necessary medicines. They were asking the Eastern European man for the key to the medicine cabinet. After that, the Eastern European man and the two nurses were all driven away.

He Ziming and Long Jingyun first changed Ye Xiao's medicine, then injected him with an antibiotic, and then began to treat their own wounds.

After treating the wound, Long Jingyun walked to the emergency bed, looked at Ye Xiao who was still in a coma above, and stretched out her hand to gently stroke his cheek, his lips, and his chin.

On Ye Xiao's lips and chin, the originally clean-shaven beard protruded again, and it felt slightly prickly to the touch.

"Youhuang, Phoenix has news."

He Ziming handed the PDA to Long Jingyun, and said: "This is the evacuation point sent to us by Phoenix. She told us to rush to this place before midnight, and there will be a helicopter to pick us up and leave."

"The evacuation point is less than [-] kilometers away from our current position?" Long Jingyun said after looking at the coordinates on the PDA.

"That's right." He Ziming nodded and replied: "So, we still have a little time to rest and rectify. You go to rest first, I will look at Zhelong."

"It's better for you to go and rest, I want to see him personally." Long Jingyun shook her head lightly, rejecting He Ziming's kindness.

(End of this chapter)