The three people quickly returned to the temporary assembly area and saw that four people, including Hei Ya, were already standing, while the remaining three were sitting on the ground, their injuries already under control.
The medics were busy beside the last person. Even though he used various advanced first-aid medicines, the blood in the wounded man's armor continued to gush out more and more. Seeing that the wounded man's breathing began to quicken and his eyes gradually became empty and unfocused, the medical soldier began to panic. He took out all the first-aid medicines and placed them next to him, then reached out to grab one and prepared to inject it.
But his hand was grasped.
The medical soldier looked back and saw that it was Chu Jungui, and immediately yelled: "What are you doing?!"
"He's gone."
"Impossible! I will definitely save him! That is my best brother!" the medical soldier shouted hysterically.
Chu Jungui did not let go and said: "The living people still need these medicines."
"You want me to watch him die?!"
"Even if these medicines are used up, they won't be able to save him."
"Let go! Who do you think you are? A bastard from a small place, you don't have to say whether he can be saved or not!" The medical soldier began to struggle desperately, and when he saw that he could not break free from Chu Jungui's hand, his head buzzed, and suddenly As his blood surged, he pulled out a pistol with his other hand and put it on Chu Jungui's head.
"Let me go!" the medic roared.
Chu Jun Guining looked at him steadily, with no intention of letting go.
At this time, a gun barrel stretched out from the side and pressed against the medic's head. Number 4 said coldly: "If you dare to shoot, I promise to blow your head off."
The medical soldier trembled all over and slowly turned his head to look at Lin Xi. When he saw that the gun in Lin Xi's hand was also pointed at him, he calmed down as if a basin of ice water was poured on his head.
At this time, the critically injured man regained consciousness for a moment. He stretched out his hand to pull the medical soldier and said with difficulty: "I, really can't do it anymore. Leave me here...you go..."
The medic finally put down his pistol and suddenly took off his mask. Tears welled up and he cried bitterly: "No! Why you!"
Number Four squatted down next to the wounded and said, "Is there anything else you want to say? We have to go."
"Leave me a grenade and a pistol, that's all."
No. 4 silently pulled out his pistol and put it in the wounded man's hand. Then he put down a grenade and stood up and said: "Get ready to go! We have to get out of here!"
The other two lightly injured people helped the three seriously injured people up one by one, then each took out a metal plate, spliced them together, and then pulled them to both ends to form a platform of about two square meters. They attached a suspension engine to each of the four corners of the platform and lifted the three seriously injured people up one by one.
The platform sank, but in the end it stabilized and was barely able to float.
The three seriously wounded men pulled slings from their armor and tied them to the platform to secure themselves. One of the engineers took out four brackets and placed them on the four sides of the platform. In this way, the three seriously injured people can sit astride the support without slipping.
Two metal blocks were taken out of each seriously injured person and attached to the bracket. When the metal box is connected to the energy source, the foldable personal shield pops out and unfolds on its own. The shield looks as thin as a cicada's wings, but in fact its protective performance is very good. The gap left between the two shields is just right for setting up individual weapons.
Number 4 brought over a commercial heavy machine gun and fixed it on the bracket facing the rear of the suspended platform. The other two seriously wounded men each set up individual rifles, so that the suspended platform became a moving firepower point. Although the firepower is not flexible, the return of the three seriously injured people has greatly enhanced the firepower of the entire team.
The two less injured team members took out the lanyards, connected one end to their waists, and the other end to the suspended platform, dragging the platform to move. Hei Ya's injury was neither serious nor serious, his life was stable, his mobility had recovered somewhat, and he was walking in the middle of the team.
Lin Xi wanted to go to the front, but was pulled back by Chu Jungui. He pointed to the left and right positions of the team, and then stood directly in front of the team holding a reloaded four-barreled heavy machine gun. Lin Xi and the No. 4 substation were surrounded by medical soldiers holding assault rifles and four ammunition boxes on their backs, standing behind Chu Jungui.
He looked at Chu Jungui and his eyelids jumped involuntarily. Chu Jungui carried eight ammunition boxes on his back, but he still stood upright, as if he was carrying eight empty plastic barrels instead of ten kilograms of ammunition per box.
Lin Xi saw that everyone in the team was ready and said: "Everyone's armor is in outer space mode. There is no way to set up individual shields with this function."
Chu Jungui lowered his head to the chest of his Rigel armor, and a light screen appeared. After selecting the outer space mode, the light screen automatically disappears, and a thin sound appears inside the armor. A liquid that protects against various types of radiation is injected into the gaps in the armor to form a protective film.
Chu Jungui didn't understand why the outer space mode was turned on. This mode was actually designed to survive in space for a short period of time.
In the private channel, Lin Xi seemed to know Chu Jungui's thoughts and quietly sent a message: "When special anti-personnel bombs are used later, outer space protection is required."
In fact, Chu Jungui still didn't understand what a special anti-personnel bomb was, but now was not the time to discuss this. He looked around, identified the direction, then turned on the battlefield scanner, launched a reconnaissance drone, and headed west.
If Qin Yi's group has not been annihilated, then they may encounter them.
The team began to move forward, but the seriously injured man who was dying was left where he was, gradually disappearing into the smoke and night.
The team walked silently and quickly. Chu Jungui hung the heavy machine gun on his chest and held the assault rifle in one hand as he searched forward. The medical soldier followed closely behind him. In this position, his duty was to protect Chu Jungui and destroy the approaching enemies.
As we walked, the medical soldier suddenly said: "I know you are right, but I still can't help but hate you. I keep thinking that I wish I had pulled the trigger just now."
Chu Jungui did not look back. He calmly installed a silencer unit on the muzzle of the assault rifle and said, "If you had pulled the trigger just now, you would have died long ago."
The medic sneered, "I don't think I'm going to die."
"It's okay if you think so." Chu Jungui suddenly raised his gun and fired three shots in a row, killing the three armed men hiding in the corner.
The medical soldier was shocked and looked at the three corpses in disbelief. One of them was hiding behind the ruins, without even a corner of his clothes showing. How did Chu Jungui find him?
Chu Jungui ignored the medical soldiers and quickened his pace. The medics had no choice but to keep up. After all, it was his duty to protect Chu Jungui. Now that he calmed down, he understood that his hatred for Chu Jungui was actually a way of venting his anger to vent the pain that he had nowhere to vent.
At this time, the team had entered a relatively intact slum area, leaving the ruins of the battlefield far behind.
Fortunately, the biggest advantage of the suspended platform is its flexibility, allowing it to move freely even in narrow streets. Lin Xi and No. 4 searched along parallel streets to protect the two wings of the team.
There was a faint sound of gunfire in the distance, but everyone was refreshed. There were gunshots, indicating that the fighting was still going on, and at least someone in the group taking the central route survived.
