Anti-Japanese Jedi Player

Chapter 50 Communication and Healing

With the instructions of the group leader, even though the self-heating food tasted peerless, the seven people in the basement were very self-disciplined and only ate half full.

After all, delicious food can be enjoyed anytime and anywhere, but there is only one life. Living in this difficult war era, they have seen too many examples of overeating and death after severe hunger.

The air in the dark basement was cloudy and the atmosphere was depressing.

After eating and drinking, everyone no longer had the slightest depression and pessimism before. They all looked happy, and they all licked their faces and began to talk to Luo Yun as brothers and sisters.

The hardships of more than ten days disappeared with a delicious meal, and each of them had a happy and obsequious smile on their faces.

Looking at this group of lone heroes who turned into dog lickers because of a few packs of self-heating food, watching their tongues constantly savoring the residual taste in the corner of their mouths, a sentence suddenly appeared in Luo Yun's mind.

Hunger is the best spice.

As long as enough hunger is added, any food will be infinitely delicious.

In order to preserve the individual self-heating food for a long time, the taste of the food has an obvious dry taste. In order to reconcile the taste and increase the taste, the manufacturer added a rich sauce seasoning packet to the individual self-heating food, but even In this way, compared with fresh food, its taste is like the taste gap between cowhide and beef.

And looking at the few people in front of him, they looked the most delicious in the world.

Luo Yun could imagine what these people had experienced in the past ten days.

The old folk saying goes well, talk about feelings at the dinner table.

As the single soldier ate the self-heating food, everyone chatted with him without any distance. Luo Yun also took this opportunity to quickly understand the situation of the group of people in front of him.

After the failure of the Songhu Battle, retreat was inevitable.

However, during the retreat, the top ranks of the army nominally took the lead and took the lead. In fact, they left the troops and fled in private, which caused the troops to lose their organization and led to a complete loss of control of the defense line. The retreat turned into a rout. As a result, Lin Dawen's company lost contact with the main force, and was finally surrounded by devils in Dayang Town, becoming a remnant.

More than 30 people, after being surrounded by devils for [-] days, only the seven people in front of them were left.

In the dimness, after understanding the background, Luo Yun habitually held his chin, looked at the still bright exclamation mark above the heads of the seven people in front of him, recalled the devil camp he passed not long ago, and began to think about the mission.

At this time, everyone was using the first aid kit he brought to bandage their wounds. After fleeing for more than ten days, the people in front of them were more or less injured. wonderful.

Gao Tiancheng had a gunshot wound on his left arm. Although it was not infected, the wound was too large to heal, and he would bleed profusely whenever he moved; The stench was mixed with the smell of stinky feet; one of Wang Gen's ears was cut off in half by a devil's bullet.

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The few people in front of them are also worthy of being veterans who have experienced many battles. If the location is convenient, they will handle it by themselves, and if they cannot reach it, they will help each other. The cooperation between comrades-in-arms is seamless.The few people were also very skillful in treating the wounds, and their expressions were like eating and drinking.

Alcohol was used to clean and disinfect the wound, tweezers and scissors were used to remove carrion, the wound was sutured with a needle and thread, and gauze bandages were used to bind it.

When Luo Yun, who was thinking, glanced at the remaining medicine, the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching, and his thinking was interrupted instantly.

In the first aid kit he brought, all kinds of basic medicines are fully prepared.

Two bottles of alcohol for disinfection, two bottles of hydrogen peroxide for cleaning wounds, three packs of anti-infective amine yellow powder, three penicillins, three anesthetics, and three morphine analgesics.

However, in the opened first aid kit in front of him...
All the items in the spread out first aid kit were neatly arranged. Except for the used alcohol, there was only one pack of amine yellow powder that was opened. As for other medicines such as anesthetics and penicillin, they were all intact, and the packaging was not even opened.

"You guys, didn't you use anesthesia just now?"

This group of people, Guan Gong?Do you all play bone scraping to heal injuries?Can you talk and laugh all the way after removing carrion and suturing the wound?
"Isn't there alcohol here? Alcohol makes the wound drunk, I can't feel the pain anymore, what anesthesia do I need?" It was Wang Tian who spoke. At this time, he was bandaging his stinky foot. The gauze was tightly wrapped.

"Brother Luo Yun, thank you for this first aid kit. Now I am a good man again." Then he stood up, without wearing his shoes that were darker than his feet, and stepped on the ground a few times through the gauze , showing his big white teeth.

God is so wounded and drunk!Looking at Wang Tian who was stepping on the ground with his injured foot, Luo Yun didn't even think about it. At this moment, his face couldn't be controlled, and he was deformed involuntarily.

The soles of the feet were pierced by shrapnel, and then I fought against the injured feet for more than ten days, and finally the feet were festered and deformed.He can no longer imagine what kind of pain this must be, but the person in front of him poured alcohol on the wound just now, and then directly pointed the tweezers and scissors at his rotten foot, washed, cut and blown, and then gave the wound without blushing or panting. Bandage yourself.

This hurts so much~
The group of people in front of them didn't have the system's [-] percent pain threshold.

"It's a group of werewolves, no wonder they survived such a difficult situation." Grinning his teeth, Luo Yun could only praise silently in his heart.

Half an hour later, everyone finished treating the wounds on their bodies. After putting away the first-aid kit, the seven of them glanced at the several pistols and a large number of bullets in the package from the corner of their eyes, and looked at Luo Yun eagerly. reveal a meaning.

Brother, we all listen to you and do whatever you say.

It was food and medicine, and now Luo Yun had naturally become their backbone.

"Brother Luo Yun, what do you think we should do next?" Seeing that Luo Yun hadn't spoken for a long time, Lin Dawen directly opened his mouth to express his attitude.

As the company commander, he has always been the most stressed person, no one else, everyone in the company obeys his orders, life or death depends entirely on his decision.

He may not care about his own life or death, but he cannot ignore the lives of his brothers in the same robe. This is why he has been preventing everyone and devils from desperately fighting. Everyone here has a reason to go back alive.

It's better now, everyone is full of food and drink, the wounds have been treated, and the despair accumulated for more than ten days has been swept away, and seeing the pistols and bullets in the package, they can't wait for the next battle.

Luo Yun, whose thoughts were interrupted, listened to Lin Dawen's question. He first glanced at the seven shell guns in the package under his feet, and then looked at the bright and expectant eyes of the seven people in front of him, as well as the bright and flickering lights on the top of the seven people's heads. Exclamation point, brows wrinkled involuntarily, and fingers began to scrub his chin non-stop.

this task...

(End of this chapter)