Pu Dehuan opened the door and hurriedly walked to the yard. He saw firelight in the direction of the horse pen outside the city, which already reflected the sky red. [No pop-up novel website] Gunshots were heard one after another, mixed with the neighing of horses and the barking of dogs. His heart trembled, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble.
Zhang Chengxue quietly moved her back and approached him. She looked at his back: From this position, if he was stabbed directly on his lower back, he would die without even being able to hum...
She was shaking with excitement, and couldn't help but want to touch the dagger under her skirt. Fortunately, she restrained her desire in time, and it was with regret that she still had to keep him alive.
"Master, Ye Liang, don't stand in the yard." She put a piece of clothing on him with gentle words.
Pu Dehuan was stunned and did not answer. At this time, several gunshots were heard in the city. Then, whistles, footsteps and passwords were heard on the streets outside. From time to time, rows of torches passed by outside the wall. He knew from the accent of the command that not only the Fubo Army, but also the Japanese team and the White Horse team were dispatched - something big had obviously happened in the city.
For a time, arson, assassination, riots and even the more terrifying counterattack of the imperial army... all kinds of terrible thoughts flooded into his mind.
For a moment, tremors spread from his whole body to his teeth, which rattled. Zhang Chengxue could see clearly and knew that this man's true nature was exposed and that he would be troubled if he stayed outside. He stepped forward to comfort him with gentle words and helped him to his room to rest.
The city has been put under martial law under the command of Xue Ziliang. Originally, a curfew was announced on the streets of Jeju City as soon as it fell at night. This time, a large number of armed personnel were dispatched to conduct patrols and inspections. All four doors were closed for a while, and every house on each street was closed and locked.
The commotion outside the city lasted for less than an hour. The number of volunteers mobilized outside the city this time was not large, less than 300 people in total. A dozen of them sneaked into the city and prepared to set fire to it. According to the assumptions of Huang Yunyu, Zhao Minggui and others, when the horse pen outside the city caught fire and the horses were frightened, Japanese Kun would definitely mobilize people from the city to come out for reinforcements. If the city was in chaos, they could take the opportunity to set fire to poison. Unexpectedly, the team that went to burn the horse pen immediately collapsed - the volunteers who had originally intended to take advantage of the chaos in the city to carry out sabotage activities were arrested one after another as soon as they were dispatched, and those who resisted were shot to death on the spot.
The gunfire had completely subsided. Xue Ziliang led the patrol team to inspect various important locations in the city. He was particularly worried about internal disturbances such as "camp roars" in the refugee camps. Although there were anti-explosive infantry, they would cause unnecessary casualties.
Although the military and political leaders of Jeju Island are not themselves. But the fewer casualties, the better. We are all in the same boat.
When he patrolled the refugee camp, he met Zhu Mingxia. Zhu Mingxia was wearing a stab-proof vest, an 80-type steel helmet, and an SKS rifle in his hand. He looked like he was facing a formidable enemy.
"Is there any damage in the city?" Seeing Xue Ziliang coming with the patrol team, he asked quickly.
"No, all the gangsters in the city have been caught - or beaten to death. A city-wide search is now underway."
"Then I'll bother you in the city. I want to take people out to see the situation in the horse pen." Zhu Mingxia said. Although there is a strong military force outside the city, the so-called local "rebels" who come to four or five thousand are just scarecrows, but Nick, a veteran, lives in the horse pen, and he must express "high concern" both emotionally and rationally.
Zhu Mingxia led the patrol to open the city gate and go to the horse pen outside the city. Outside the horse pen, the burning wooden shed and the flames on the grass had been extinguished. Nick was sitting in the yard outside the office holding his Glock pistol. , surrounded by his disciples. I saw Zhu Mingxia coming. He was visibly relieved.
"Is the horse pen safe?" Zhu Mingxia asked.
"Everything is safe. There is no damage except a few wooden sheds. It's just that some horses were frightened and are being comforted," Nick said.
He did not send crews to conduct further searches. Nick probably thought it would be good to drive the enemy away. However, there is nothing objectionable about sending a small team to search in vain.
"It's a pity that there were casualties!" Nick sighed, "I was careless!"
When Zhu Mingxia walked into the sluice room, the fire had already been extinguished - the students immediately rushed in to put out the fire when they spotted the fire: not only was the sluice equipment that Jin Wushun desperately protected intact, but the house only had its doors and windows damaged.
Jin Wushun was unconscious, and Jin Shun had died. When the people gathered around saw Zhu Mingxia coming, they all moved out of the way. Zhu Mingxia walked in and took a look. There were blood stains everywhere on the ground, and the bodies of two "volunteers" were also left on the ground. One's brain was burst, and the other's body was covered with knife marks. I saw that they had been dead for a long time.
The handwheel and screw were stained with blood, and half a burnt rag was hanging on it. The rough benches were broken. Stained with brains and blood.
Seeing a half-torn strip of cloth still clutched in Jin Wushun's blackened hand, Zhu Mingxia took a deep breath and felt a little moved in his heart: He has always had a pragmatic attitude towards the people of this time and space. He cared about their loyalty only so that they could be driven by the Senate. The various political work methods and theories used are just a "technique" on the road to global hegemony.
However, the two siblings risked their lives for a simple sluice house. Such simple and great loyalty touched his heart.
A hygienist is bandaging Jin Wushun. He asked in a low voice: "How is the injury? Is it dangerous?"
The health worker said: "I was stabbed three or four times on my body, but the cuts were not deep. There were stab wounds on my forearms, but they were not serious. I just lost too much blood and had second-degree burns on my hands. We have to wait for Chief Feng to see the details." We won’t know until later.”
"Go and tell Chief Feng that it was me who said that you must save her at all costs. Do you understand?"
"Yes, I will definitely tell you!"
Zhu Mingxia returned to the city and saw that prisoners had been sent - the interrogation of the prisoners was handled by people from the Political Security Bureau. He went to the army camp to check again. After a lot of trouble, it was already dark. But Zhu Mingxia was not sleepy at all. He wiped his face and went to the health center to see Jin Wushun.
Originally, he didn't pay much attention to this ugly-looking woman - he only knew that she was the daughter of the captain of the White Horse Team, that she was very good at work, and that she was a good candidate for a naturalized civilian cadre. But what happened last night made him very interested in her. He hoped that she would survive well: Such a determined and loyal naturalized citizen is a rare talent...
A loud bugle sounded from the city gate, followed by the "morning cannon" that opened the city gate. Groups of ordinary people and members of the public service team went to various construction sites and factories outside the city. Fubo Army soldiers sang songs and lined up in neat lines passing by on the street. The whole city started a new day as if there had been no battle.
The damage caused by the riots at night was almost negligible, and of course the results were not great. More than fifty "volunteers" were killed and hacked, and fifteen were captured alive. Several packets of poison intended to be used to poison wells were seized. Through the interrogation of the prisoners, it is undoubtedly possible to dig out all the "hostile elements" in the city.
Zhu Mingxia estimated that the homes of these people were probably local shops. However, it is up to the General Administration of Political Security to judge the details. They cannot escape anyway - checks have been strengthened at the gate of the city. Only local people and public troops who hold passes for serving the Senate can enter and exit Jeju City freely. Ordinary people are allowed in but not allowed out. .
As a result, Jeju Island's security war may start in advance - Zhu Mingxia originally planned to wait for the Political Consultative Conference to formulate a plan based on the meeting, but now it seems that this is not necessary.
He walked into the health center and saw Feng Zongze and several nurses and health workers busy at work. The nurse is debriding and suturing Jin Wushun's wound. Jin Wushun's face was pale, his eyebrows were furrowed, and he hummed slightly from time to time due to the stimulation of the disinfectant.
"How about it?"
"The injury is not serious..." Feng Zongze was wearing a white coat with his sleeves rolled up. He exuded the smell of disinfectant, "but it was severe enough. There were seven cuts and one stab wound. The wounds were not deep and were sutured. It will be fine. But the blood loss is too much..." He pointed to the hanging bottle, "I don't have plasma here, so I have to use glucose saline. I don't know if she can survive it."
"Isn't it life-threatening?"
"It's hard to say, it would be between five and five without blood transfusion." Feng Zongze said, "I injected her with tetanus and antibiotics. Infection is not a big problem, but..." He pointed to her hands that were being debrided.
"Second-degree burns on both hands - I have no ability to cure them." Feng Zongze said, "It may also involve skin grafting. These can only be done by going to the General Hospital in Lingao..."
"Then transfer to the hospital as soon as possible. If we need blood transfusion, can we do on-site blood donation?"
Feng Zongze hesitated: "To be honest, I'm not a doctor. I'm just a pharmacy owner. I can't handle surgical matters. Besides, there's also the issue of blood type: we don't know what her blood type is."
"Can a nurse do the test? It should be very simple."
"Indeed, but the nurse doesn't seem to have confidence in the blood test..."
Zhu Mingxia knew that these nurses were all students who came for rotation training. It was natural to hesitate when encountering such a joint that could kill someone. But given the current situation, I'm afraid we can't wait until experienced nurses are sent. Then he said: "First send a telegram to Shandong and send a special ship to bring Doctor Xie here. If you can't wait, let them try it first - we must save her life."
Feng Zongze nodded heavily: "I will try my best. As soon as she stabilizes, I will send a boat to take her to Lingao."
Zhu Mingxia came out of the ward and was about to leave when he suddenly heard suppressed sobs. Turning around and looking around, I saw a man squatting in the corner of the yard, his shoulders twitching. He knew it was Jin Yongzhu, and he couldn't help but feel sad. He wanted to say something but didn't know what to say, so he walked away quietly. rs
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