I rise from the sword

Chapter 57
It was none other than Yang Lin who was hiding not far away.

Yang Lin installed a silencer on the muzzle of the Mauser 98k sniper rifle. When he pulled the trigger, the muzzle only made a muffled "pop".

Therefore, the bandit minions at the fork in the road did not hear which direction the gunshots came from, nor did they even hear the gunshots.

Fearing that they would become Yang Lin's target, some bandit minions subconsciously took a few steps back.

They looked around, but they couldn't find Yang Lin's location at all.

"The bandits in Heiyunzhai are really cowardly, are you scared?"

Seeing that the bandits were so nervous, Yang Lin couldn't help but playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Yang Lin felt that the time was almost up, and it was not an option to waste it like this.

So, he stood up and pulled out his pistol and fired a few "bang bang bang" shots into the sky, then walked down gracefully with a 98k sniper rifle on his shoulder.

When everyone heard the gunshots, they all turned to Yang Lin.

When they saw Yang Lin wearing the uniform of the Jinsui Army, all the bandits were shocked.

The woman and the two soldiers in plain clothes breathed a sigh of relief.

"who are you?"

Seeing Yang Lin approaching, all the bandits glared at him and pointed their guns at him.

There was no trace of fear on Yang Lin's face, and he completely ignored the guns in their hands. Immediately, he took out a morphine injection and a syringe from his arms, and said to the bandits,
"Does any of you know how to get an injection? This can relieve pain, so hurry up and give it to the injured person."

Then, Yang Lin gave another one to the plainclothes soldier next to him.

The morphine was seized by Yang Lin at Qinghe Town Railway Station. Besides morphine, there were some other medical supplies.

However, the quantity is not much.

There is no way, in this era of war, if there is anything more scarce than weapons and food, it must be medical supplies.

Especially anti-inflammatory and hemostatic drugs.

In fact, many soldiers were not directly killed on the battlefield, but because the wounds were not treated effectively and timely, which led to wound inflammation, and then died of high fever.

"What is this? What did your kid give you?"

The bandits didn't know morphine, so they didn't dare to act rashly.

However, the woman was obviously more knowledgeable than these bandits, and she recognized the potion as morphine at a glance.

In addition to pain relief, morphine can dilate blood vessels, accelerate heartbeat and prevent shock and death due to excessive blood loss.

Instead, the woman said to the uninjured soldier: "Yan Hu, he is right, this is an analgesic, give Yan Bao an injection."

"Yes, miss!"

The soldier named Yan Hu responded. He put away his pistol, took the morphine and syringe from Yang Lin's hand, and began to inject the injured Yan Bao.

Yan Hu seems to have learned simple first aid, and his injection technique is quite professional. After inhaling morphine like a syringe, he also knows how to turn the needle and push the piston handle to expel the air inside from the needle.

The effect of the morphine was immediate. After one injection, Yan Bao, whose facial muscles were twisted violently, was relieved in a short time.

"Brother Sanzi, don't move around, bear with it, don't bite your own tongue!"

Several bandit minions pressed the wounded companion and stuffed a hat into his mouth.

"Ugh! My legs, my legs, hurt me to death, please help me, please help me..."

The bandit who was shot was sweating profusely in pain, and screamed indistinctly.

"It's really a group of ignorant mountain cannons. The emotional bullet didn't hit you, why don't you hurry up and give him an injection!"

Yang Lin glanced at the bandits who were at a loss to stop the bleeding of their companions, and shook his head helplessly.

"Your brother looks very painful. If you don't stop the pain in time, you may go into shock, or faint, and you will die!"

"Damn it, why are you still standing there, give him an injection!"

"No? Forget it, anyway, this morphine is much more expensive than his little life."

The bandits were so anxious that they were at a loss, but they didn't dare to act rashly. They could only look at Xie Baoqing, the leader who was kidnapped by the woman.

"The head of the family, the third son can't hold on anymore, what should we do?"

Xie Baoqing had already seen the effects of morphine, but when he saw Yang Lin wearing the uniform of the Jinsui Army, he felt a little wary.

He hesitated for a moment, seeing that the third son was really in pain, and could hardly hold on any longer, so he said, "Let's fight!"

Seeing that the bandit leader was still hesitating, Yang Lin shouted: "What the hell are you still doing? Could it be that this third son has cuckolded you, and you want to take this opportunity to take revenge?"

The little boss's face suddenly became extremely exciting, and he held back for a few seconds before saying: "We want to call him, but we don't know how to do this."

"Uh, careless."

Yang Lin slapped his forehead, and immediately looked at Yan Hu: "Your name is Yan Hu, right? Please give this brother an injection first."

Yang Lin doesn't know this stuff either, so he can only find Yan Hu.

Yan Hu didn't agree immediately, but looked at the woman, and after receiving her nod, he walked towards the injured bandit.

The little bandit leader handed him the morphine and the syringe in his hand, and at the same time did not forget to remind: "Boy, you'd better not play tricks, or I will make you look good!"

Yan Hu ignored the threat from the little bandit leader. In fact, if it wasn't for the order of the lady, he would never have rescued the guy in front of him no matter what.

As the morphine was pushed into the body, after a while, the third son, who was in pain, gradually stopped howling, and the muscles that had become extremely twisted due to the severe pain gradually eased down.

The bandits were all stunned, and couldn't help marveling at the magic of the potion.

After the wounded were treated, Yang Lin looked at Xie Baoqing and asked, "Are you Xie Baoqing, the leader of Heiyunzhai?"

"good."

Xie Baoqing nodded, and then asked: "You know me? Who are you?"

Yang Lin didn't answer Xie Baoqing's question, but went on to ask: "Your second master, Liang Erhu, is Bobcat, what about others?"

Xie Baoqing said: "Why are you looking for Liang Erhu? He didn't come today."

Yang Lin nodded, didn't say anything else, turned to look at the woman and said: "Sister, I think you are tired of holding the gun like this all the time, why don't you put the gun down, girl, let's dance the knife!" Guns are bad."

"Major, don't worry, I'm not tired."

The woman responded lightly. Hearing Yang Lin's words, she couldn't help but wonder which side this guy in the Jinsui Army uniform was on, and why he was talking to the bandits.

Yang Lin said again: "Sister, you may not understand what I mean, I mean, you should let him go."

The woman stared at Yang Lin coldly: "Are you stupid or I am stupid, if I let this bandit leader go, what will these bandits do if they retaliate against us?"

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(End of this chapter)