Fang Buwei's body had just tilted, and there were several gunshots in front of him. He felt a sudden pain in his right leg, and Fang Buwei subconsciously knelt down.

In the flash of lightning, a thought flashed through Fang Buwei's mind: there were pursuers behind him, and there was a strong enemy in front of him, and he was hit again in his leg, and it was over...

Fang Buwei's eyes were so angry that he fell to his knees that he took out a grenade from his back. Just as he was about to pluck the latch, he saw the soldiers rushing out from the corner of the street.

Light yellow military uniform, wide-eaved military helmet...

Gui Jun!

I was shot by my own people?

Fang Buwei's left hand released the grenade latch.

He was still falling down, but Guan Dashan was stunned: Fang Buwei was shot, was he attacked by his own people?

"I'll fuck your mother..."

Before Guan Dashan finished speaking, a gunshot suddenly came from behind him.

The Japanese commander pulled the trigger in a kneeling posture.

Fang Buwei felt as if someone was holding a big hammer and smashed a heavy hammer on his back.

A powerful force came, and the only way was to fall forward.

Guan Dashan was frightened to see that a blood flower splashed on Fang Buwei's back.

"Sir..." Guan Dashan roared.

At the corner of the street more than ten meters away, the company chief was holding a box cannon and aiming at Guan Dashan. When he heard the sound of Guan Dashan, his heart trembled: I am my own person?

It was only at this time that he saw that the Japanese, dozens of meters away, were also holding guns and aiming at the two big men.

Damn, did you call the wrong one?

"Fight behind, this is my own person..." The company commander roared, raised his gun and aimed at the Japanese commander.

When the Japanese commander was pulling the bolt and preparing to give Fang Buwei another shot, a bullet hit his neck, and a blood arrow appeared on his neck.

The commander fell down with his neck covering his back.

The last team leader also died. When he saw the soldiers of the Kuomintang rushing in the distance, the remaining dozen Japanese soldiers completely collapsed.

The one who threw the gun threw the gun, the one who yelled loudly, and the one who swung the fake head and ran away.

When did the Japanese get so cowardly?

The company commander was shocked, and when he waved his hand to stop his subordinate who wanted to rush up, he ordered loudly: "Shoot in place..."

A burst of dense gunfire sounded, and more than a dozen Japanese devils fell to the ground.

"I'm fighting with you..." Guan Dashan was both chaotic and snatched the grenade from Fang Buwei's hand.

He was about to pull the pin open, but suddenly felt a pain in his legs. He looked down and saw Fang Buwei's right hand tightly holding his calf.

With a "puff", a mouthful of blood spurted out of Fang Buwei's mouth, spraying Guan Dashan's face.

"Don't... impulsive..."

With a cough, Fang Buwei sprayed out another mouthful of blood foam.

"good……"

Guan Dashan suddenly woke up, squeezed out a word from his teeth, threw the grenade, and panicked the bag on Fang Buwei's back, "Hold on, I'll give you medicine..."

The system screamed "Woooooooooooooooooooo" and was hiding rows of dense data, so how could Fang Buwei see clearly?

Fang Buwei grinned and showed a blood-stained teeth: "You... can't... be more peaceful..."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Buwei tilted his head and fainted.

"Hold on..." Guan Dashan poured out everything in his backpack with a crying voice.

He paniced and picked up a bottle of medicine, opened the bottle plug, poured out a handful of insurance, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it.

"The first row and second row quickly strengthen the defense, the third row cleans the battlefield... Be careful of the Japanese's cold gun..." The company commander quickly gave the order.

After giving the order, he came over, looked at Fang Buwei who had already fallen into a coma, and said apologetically, "Brother, I'm sorry..."

If I hadn't fired a shot first, this person wouldn't have been hit by the Japanese...

Guan Dashan couldn't stop crying, his teeth clattering.

The commander is right... You can't be impulsive, you must not be impulsive... If you are destroyed, the commander will have no hope at all...

Guan Dashan used all his strength to control his trembling body, but just shook his head gently, then spit out the medicinal juice from his mouth, which was all stuck to Fang Buwei's wound.

"Thanks to you who came in time..."

Guan Dashan choked and couldn't continue to say the rest.

The company commander was stunned for a moment.

The original person probably didn't know that he had accidentally injured his companion?

I deserved to die, but seeing someone rushing down, there were more than a dozen Japanese following behind me, I thought it was the enemy, and I fired the gun without thinking...

Seeing that Guan Dashan stopped talking, he just pressed Fang Buwei's wound that was still bleeding, the company commander pointed to the wound and said, "This shot should have hit the internal organs. The bullet did not penetrate, and it must have been smashed inside..."

It means don't have any trouble, it's definitely out of help.

"No, he must be fine..."

Guan Dashan responded, wiped his tears, touched a piece of medicinal cotton, and pressed it on Fang Buwei's wound.

Seeing that Guan Dashan refused to listen to the advice, the company commander shook his head and was about to leave. He felt something was shaking his eyes. Subconsciously lowered his head and saw the backpack on the ground and the pile of things that were poured out by Guan Dashan in desperation.

The backpack is soft cowhide, and most of the ones poured out are bottles, jars, and cuts.

There are also several small glass medicine bottles printed in English...

Western medicine?

The company commander's eyelids hopped violently.

Is this a high-ranking official?

Otherwise, where can we use Western medicine?

The company commander calmed down and squinted his eyes and asked Guan Dashan: "Where did it come from..."

"Picked up on the battlefield..."

It turned out to be the Japanese?

The company commander looked at Guan Dashan suspiciously: "I just heard you call him 'supervisor'?"

"His name is Li Changkuan..." Guan Dashan replied dullly.

It turned out to be "Chang Kuan", not "Sir!"

The company commander completely let go.

It's not right to think about it.

Even their teachers and commanders can’t get Western medicine. How could a big shot who can get Western medicine personally rush to the front line?

"Since I picked it up, then confiscate it..."

The company commander said a little, then began to ponder.

"Forget it, you guys take it away!"

The company commander felt a little guilty: If it weren't for his recklessness, this person wouldn't have died.

He didn't expect that this contemplation would save his life.

"I don't want the stuff anymore, please help my brother..." Guan Dashan said gritting his teeth.

"I will send you the people, and you will take away the things..." The company commander replied, called two more soldiers, and ran up to help himself.

After quickly tidying up the gauze, Guan Dashan carried Fang Buwei on his back, and the company commander sent two soldiers to support him.

Such a good thing, just don’t want it if you say no?

The company commander shook his head, picked up his backpack, and filled the medicine bottles into it one by one.

When he picked up the empty bottle containing the insurance, he saw the pills spilled on the ground, his hand was suddenly paused.

All insurance?

You should know that even if the best treasure elixir distributed by military delegates in the Gui army, there is only one insurance piece in a bottle of medicine powder.

What's all in this half bottle?

Also, such things cannot appear in the Japanese backpack.

The company commander's heart trembled and he stood up suddenly.
Chapter completed!