The strongest soldier

After the meeting, the representatives from all parties went back to their bases. Tang Tian glanced at the newly piled dirt slopes on the hillside of Dangyang, where his closest friend, the White Wolf King, was buried, and his cold gaze became a little more cold. Resentful, he called a group of his close men over, whispered the situation, and finally added: "Brothers, I have a hunch that the coalition forces will fail miserably in this operation. Let's talk about whether we will leave or stay."

"As mercenaries, we just left like this, with no glory at all. Who will believe in us in the future? Secondly, although we came here because of the Sam Country, it was also because of a high commission. If we left like this, what? None, this is not in our interests." A deep man said in a low voice.

"What you said makes sense. I also have this consideration. However, the coalition forces are internally unstable. Once the enemy finds an opportunity to counterattack, they will be very passive. Next, we will focus on preserving our strength. As long as we persist until the end, even if the coalition forces fail, It's none of our business, our strength is still there, and our glory has been preserved. When the time comes, we can just take the money and leave, what do you think?" Tang Tian whispered.

"Okay." Everyone is a smart person. They nodded knowingly and agreed. They conserved their strength and persisted until the end. No one could say anything. According to the agreement, as long as they persisted until the end, they would still get money even if they failed, although it was less. Half of it, but this is undoubtedly the best choice for the current situation of the Wild Wolf Mercenary Group.

"Wolf King, the wounds of our brothers are very strange and cannot be healed. The wounds have begun to rot and cannot stop bleeding." A strong man ran up with a gloomy face and whispered.

"What?" Tang Tian was shocked and stood up. An uneasy feeling came to his mind. He said with a cold face: "Let's go and have a look." After that, he trotted towards the place where the wounded were resting.

Everyone followed Tang Tian and came to the wounded. Tang Tian squatted down to check the wounds of his men. He was stabbed in the arm by a trap spike. This was not an injury at first. He sprayed some anti-inflammatory medicine and bandaged it, and it soon scabbed. Mercenaries who have been struggling on the verge of death all year round have their own set of treatment methods.

However, everyone found that the wound not only had no scab, but was still speaking and rotting, and was constantly bleeding black blood with a foul smell. This made everyone pay attention to it and quickly reported the situation to Tang Tian. Looking at the wound and smelling the stench, his face became colder and colder. He comforted him a few words, stood up slowly, motioned his confidants to come aside, and said in a low voice: "It's poisoning. I didn't expect them to use it." poison."

"Hiss? What should I do? Can it be cured?" someone asked in a surprised voice.

"It can be cured, but you must go to the hospital for treatment as soon as possible. There is a lack of medicine here, so it cannot be cured. If it is not treated within a week, I'm afraid it will be too late." Tang Tian said with a gloomy face.

"We can't let anything happen to our brothers. They must be treated." A capable man said immediately. Although the mercenaries are mainly interested in profit, they are very united internally.

"I know." Tang Tian said with some annoyance. He looked beyond the crowd and looked at the top of the mountain for release. His face became serious, as if there was a wild beast rising up and hurting people at any time. Everyone was anxiously waiting for Tang Tian's last words. decision, but did not disturb Tang Tian's thinking. Everyone was convinced of Tang Tian's character and IQ. After a while, Tang Tian continued: "Arrange a few people to evacuate immediately with the wounded, and we will stay. The people in the coalition are injured like this, and the rest of the coalition forces are not much better. This battle is not easy to fight."

"That's fine. Even if we leave half of them, there are still a dozen of us. Sam Country can't say anything." A man immediately agreed. He could not only save his brother, but also retain his glory and continue the employment mission. It was the best of both worlds.

No one else objected, and agreed to make arrangements. Not long after, several wounded soldiers were carried away with magazines. Tang Tian watched everyone disappear into the dense forest, and looked at the dozen or so elite subordinates who stayed behind with a gloomy expression. His uneasiness became stronger, and he whispered: "I have to go find Piero, please be careful."

Tang Tian said a few words and hurried to the camp, where he found Piero who was changing dressing. Seeing that the new wound under Piero's armpit was also festering, his face sank, and a deep sadness filled his cold eyes. He quickly came forward, looked at Piero's wound and said, "Does it smell bad?"

"Well, I didn't pay attention to it before. I noticed something was wrong when I was changing the dressing just now." Piero said with a solemn expression. He thought of something and asked in surprise: "You came to me, is something wrong?"

"My wound is the same as yours. It was poisoned. The enemy used poison." Tang Tian said in a low voice.

"Poison?" Piero looked at a scratch the size of his thumb under his arm. The strong muscle tissue showed signs of decay. It was indeed not simple. He felt a little uneasy for no reason. He frowned, his face became gloomy, and he lowered his head. The voice said: "In the battle last night, the coalition forces sacrificed nearly 60 people and injured more than 30 people. Isn't it possible that the wounded were poisoned? No, we must find out this matter immediately."

Without waiting for Tang Tian to speak, Piero immediately called his own people to call other teams through the walkie-talkie, asking them to find out the wound condition and come over to meet him immediately. Tang Tian found a place to sit down with a solemn expression, lowered his head and pondered. Not many people knew the results of the battle. Piero had just revealed it inadvertently. Tang Tian estimated that nearly half of the losses in the battle were nearly half. If everyone sent the wounded away first, the wounded would need to be escorted. According to one wounded person per person To escort, thirty people are needed. This is a conservative estimate. If two people escort a wounded person, that is sixty people. In other words, there may be less than fifty people left.

Fifty people fight against nearly a thousand armed forces, including a dozen well-trained snipers. How to fight this battle? Thinking of this, Tang Tian turned pale and became embarrassed. Piero had obviously also thought of this problem and lowered his head in thought. After a while, representatives from all parties arrived one after another, and everyone sat together with solemn expressions.

When Piero saw this scene, he immediately understood that everyone's injuries were not simple. His expression changed drastically, and he looked at everyone with furrowed brows and said, "It seems that everyone's injuries are not simple. Miss Tang just said that they were poisoned." The signs are very likely. Miss Tang, since you can see it, tell us, how long can I last with an injury like mine?"

"It will take at most five days to rot and bleed to death. In more serious cases, poisonous bacteria will attack the heart. Three days is the limit." Tang Tian said with a cold face: "I studied in Huaxia Kingdom and I know a kind of poison. To be precise, It is a virus that is boiled with feces and applied to weapons. This virus will eat cells, cause muscle rot, and cause bleeding. It was commonly used on ancient cold weapon battlefields."

"Hiss." Everyone took a breath and made their own plans. The injured were all brothers who shared life and death. No one wanted to see their brother fall like this.