Originally, Liang Zhiqiong's injury was not serious, but since the training of this day, his injury had worsened. Even the bandages Mo Shangyun took off were covered with flesh.

Liang Zhiqiong bit the wooden stick tightly and kept silent.

It was not as painful as Mo Shangyun described, but it was not ordinary pain.

I won't get my tongue, but I will definitely scream.

This is not what Liang Zhiqiong wants.

It is better to have short pain than long pain. Mo Shangyun moves very quickly. After washing her palms with clean water, he immediately puts medicine on the medicine and tied the bandages, and told her to be careful next.

Liang Zhiqiong was so painful that he could only nod and couldn't even speak.

However, this is not the end.

Mo Shangyun then picked the blisters on her and Tang Shi's feet, and then applied some medicine.

Even during the training camp, neither Tang Shi nor Liang Zhiqiong had experienced such training, so this time was naturally a bit miserable, so it needed special attention, but Mo Shangyun could do these things.

However, for others, the perseverance and patience of Tang Shi and Liang Zhiqiong is indeed worthy of admiration, but the one that is even more amazed is Mo Shangyun.

Not only did I complete this day of training, but I still had the energy to care about other people's injuries.

——Everyone knows that Mo Shangyun’s right arm was injured, but judging from Mo Shangyun’s condition, it seems that the injury had no effect on her. In other words, she could tolerate it.

After Mo Shangyun treated Liang Zhiqiong and Tang Shi's injuries, their rest time was almost over.

They are not as hard as the Red Team and have enough resources, so they only need to walk a while and once they reach the spacious place, a car will pick them up to the camp for a rest.

For Mo Shangyun, there was no problem, but for Liang Zhiqiong and Tang Shi, this period of road will be difficult to walk after the rest.

"Sister Xiao Liang, I'll carry you--"

Seeing that they were embarrassed when they stood up, Chu Ye was pulled by Mu Cheng and said a few words, and rushed over.

"Sister Tang Shi, I'll carry you!"

Soon, Mu Cheng followed.

"No, no need." Liang Zhiqiong gritted his teeth, stood up from the ground with difficulty, and said firmly, "I want to go by myself."

"I also--"

Tang Shi also planned to refuse, but her words were interrupted by Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangyun said: "You will delay your time even more."

It’s a teamwork, so it doesn’t matter if you show off yourself, but it won’t work if you get involved. What’s more, female soldiers are worse than male soldiers in terms of physical strength. If the male soldiers are energetic and willing to carry it, let them carry it.

During training, Mo Shangyun often insists on treating everyone equally, but some things are not necessary. After realizing the gap, he must consider coordination in all aspects.

Tang Shi and Liang Zhiqiong are now being carried away by someone, which is the best way.

In the relationship between the three, basically what Mo Shangyun said, as long as it makes sense, Tang Shi and Liang Zhiqiong will subconsciously obey.

So now I can only nod.

Mu Cheng was responsible for Tang poetry, while Chu Ye was responsible for Liang Zhiqiong.

However, when Chu Ye was carrying Liang Zhiqiong on his back, he suddenly felt a murderous aura. He looked up in confusion and only identified the general direction that seemed to come from Peng Yuqiu.

Chu Ye shivered, but never put Liang Zhiqiong down.

Peng Yuqiu turned his gaze away, but when they set off, his gaze could not help but fall on them.

Next, the entire team was divided into two columns to start the action. Liang Zhiqiong and Tang Shi were in the middle, front and back. Because there was no need to fight, they could focus on moving forward, and the overall speed was very fast.

Mo Shangyun was very relaxed and chatted with Wei Nan and Ji Zhou throughout the whole process, mainly about the discussion of the strategies of the red and blue teams. The topics were a bit deep, and they could only discuss them by memorizing the map, so the others couldn't insert them at all, so they could only listen to a few words occasionally, but most of them went in the left ear and the right ear, and didn't hear them in their minds.

After walking about three kilometers, they finally arrived on the spacious road, and two military trucks were parked on the side of the road waiting for them.

There were still two people, and they were taken back to the camp after getting in the car.

A bunch of tired people started to sleep as soon as they sat down and turned their heads.

This time, Liang Zhiqiong and Tang Shi sat together. As soon as they sat down, they tilted their heads and leaned against each other to sleep, unable to even lift their eyelids.

"Comrade Xiao Peng, your eyebrows are frowning all the way."

Mu Cheng deliberately sat next to Peng Yuqiu and hit Peng Yuqiu's shoulder.

Peng Yuqiu stared at him with a cold look.

But Mu Cheng didn't care, closed his eyes and fell asleep happily.

What should be worrying about, worry about it slowly, but he must hurry up and rest.

Peng Yuqiu sat opposite him and could see Liang Zhiqiong as soon as he raised his eyes.

His eyes swept around Liang Zhiqiong, who was sleeping heavily. Peng Yuqiong finally looked at Liang Zhiqiong's injured palm - a white bandage, which was permeated with blood. The sharp contrast between white and red was extremely dazzling.

Liang Zhiqiong, the heartless man, was sleeping soundly, as if all the pain was left behind.

*

At 7 o'clock in the evening.

Red Team Camp.

After all the members of the Red Team gathered, they started camping non-stop.

In nearly three hours, they allocated their own tasks, set up camp on the spot, picked up firewood and lit fires, and prepared to cook.

They were quick to complete these trivial things in three hours, and finally prepared to take a breath and have their first meal today.

Four bonfires, four groups of people gathered around the bonfire, plus a group of people patrolling and guarding hostages near the camp.

The work of more than fifty people was arranged in an orderly manner.

Chen Shuhao sat next to the fire, holding the hot rice in his hand, and exhaling deeply.

With such high-intensity training, after a day of busy work, my body will fall apart.

Now I don’t even have the strength to eat, I just want to fall to the ground and sleep until dawn.

However, even in this state, there are still many individuals who tell jokes and jokes, which gradually make the atmosphere lively.

"Xiao Liu, have we met Liang Zhiqiong this time?"

The discussions on the other side suddenly attracted Chen Shuhao's attention.

Chen Shuhao looked up and found that the people in the next group were chatting.

Xiao Liu gave his own food and responded in a depressed voice, "Yes."

"By the way, she is really hard. Didn't her hand be injured? It was originally a minor injury, but she has been training. Not only has the injury not healed at all, but it has become more and more serious. Today I was almost scared by her bloody bandage."

"It's okay, we have a lot of these people, and we're hurt. Just deal with it and continue doing things."

"It's said that the knee is also injured, it's a big bruise, but when I came back and passed the barbed wire, I was not behind at all." The people from the group here helped me and asked Chen Shuhao, "Is it right?"

Chen Shu glanced at her nicely, but didn't say much, just said lightly: "A little bit of injury."

She glanced at her left knee.

When fighting Mo Shangyun, she was not careful and her knee hit the rock. She was so painful at that time. In addition, her body was in a state of fatigue, and it seemed that it was not so painful during the action. However, since she arrived at the camp, her pain was slowly awakened. She limped even when she walked. Later, someone asked her and said a few words.

However, she didn't want to tell others how serious the injury was.

It is about self-esteem, about a certain kind of persistence.

After a few bites of food, there was a lot of people.

However, the sudden sound caused such a rare noise to come to an abrupt end.

"Bang bang bang--"

"Dadadada—"

"Swish swish swish swish--"

They paused for a few seconds before they realized that it was an offense!

After coming back to their senses, they immediately put down the food in their hands, then picked up the weapons that were placed aside, and looked for traces of the enemy.

It took about five seconds before someone shouted in the crowd—

"The hostages were taken away!"

"What time is the enemy appearing in direction!"

"Put down what you have in your hands and take the hostages back first!"

...

After more than ten seconds of chaos, the members of the Red Team each found their own members and then began their pursuit.

The Blue Team came quietly and caught them off guard. During their stunned time, the Blue Team had escaped for a while and had divided into several places to escape, without giving them a precise direction to pursue hostages. Of course, the Red Team's team also scattered and chased the Blue Team in different directions.

This pursuit lasted for five hours.

It was not until the early morning of the next day that the Blue Team threw the hostages to them and drove away in a long car.

The Red Team students who had been tossing for five hours almost fell down the moment they learned that the battle was over. Occasionally, they could find a few who were a little bit conscious, but they were basically swearing. There were all swearing in various places, and they were venting their mood at the moment.

On the jeep, Mo Shangyun took out his telescope and looked at the Red Team student who was slowly moving away. After seeing someone stretching out his middle finger, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

Now, I can really have a good night's sleep.

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