Carl asked Ali and Golden Eagle to check some distance further, while he went back to that place first to see the condition of the injured.

As soon as he approached, Gavin quickly stood up and reported the status of the wounded to him.

"Boss, the Snowy Owl and the Falcon are still in coma. The Snowy Owl's wound is close to the heart, and the Falcon's wound is in the lungs. They both need to be operated on as soon as possible."

Gavin paused and then said:

"The bullet in the vulture's arm has been taken out, and most of the others are skin injuries. These can still be sustained for the time being, but there is a situation. We are short of medicine."

Without medicine, no matter how powerful his medical skills are, he will be helpless.

Carl nodded solemnly,

"Well, I will take care of the medicine issue. You need to stabilize them first."

Gavin didn't say anything more, nodded, turned around and continued to pay attention to the injuries.

There are specialties in the art industry, and what he can do now is to protect them as much as possible. As for the rest, he believes that the boss has a way.

In the eyes of the Wings members, Carl seemed to be an omnipotent being. Of course... there was an exception in front of Li Xin'er.

The boss can't beat Li Xin'er, no shame...

After all, Li Xin'er is not a human being in their eyes...

Carl called the pigeons. As technicians, the pigeons were always well protected. At this time, they only had some scratches on their faces and no serious injuries on their bodies.

"Boss!"

As soon as Pigeon arrived, he took the initiative to hand the satellite phone to Carl.

After Carl took it, he made arrangements:

"Plan a route to the nearest hospital, we need to find some medicine."

"Okay, boss."

Ge Ge took out a computer from his backpack, sat down on the floor, held the computer and started working.

Carl glanced at the satellite phone in his hand, walked further to the side, and looked at the ruins of the Ye family, his eyes darkening.

He was extremely lucky that he had not fought Li Xin'er to the end before. What was even more lucky was that he immediately sought help from Li Xin'er.

Carl called Li Xiner,

"Thank you."

After answering the first sentence, before Li Xin'er could say anything, he couldn't wait to express his gratitude.

At this time, Li Xin'er had just finished cleaning up and went back to the room to lie down. She responded unceremoniously.

"Well, you should thank me, how about it? How many of you survived?"

Carl hesitated slightly, "I'm here for now."

"Oh? It looks like someone was seriously injured."

"Ah."

Li Xin'er said indifferently: "No matter how many you have left, I want to see you before lunch tomorrow."

It doesn't matter whether she's dead or not, don't delay her lunch.

Carl pursed his lips and lowered his eyes, but did not answer immediately.

This matter is a bit difficult. The helicopter they flew to Hai City before belonged to the Ye family, but this time it was destroyed together. Not to mention that they also had two seriously injured team members waiting for surgery. Just finding this transportation was a tricky thing.

If you want to get there so quickly, there is no other way except helicopters and airplanes. However, these are only available to wealthy officials. The value of an airplane during this period is immeasurable...

Li Xin'er didn't wait for a response for a while, and her voice was a little colder.

"What? Can't do it?"

Carl's voice was hoarse and unclear, but he still gave assurance,

"We must rush over as quickly as possible."

Li Xin'er was then satisfied and reminded with some gloating,

"Well, if you don't want to be detained by the authorities, just leave early."

After saying that, he made a hunch and didn’t add:

"Your technician knows the address, so don't disturb me if you have nothing to do."

Just like that, Carl hung up the phone without giving him a chance to speak again.

Carl listened to the signal interruption sound coming from the phone. He held the phone in his big hand, rubbed the phone slightly with his thumb, and repeated the word Li Xin'er just said,

"official."

The low and hoarse murmur sounded like an imprisoned beast in the darkness, containing a signal of extreme danger.

·

Kyoto, inside a military base.

In a room full of various monitors and operating instruments, soldiers wearing military uniforms of the Flower Planting Country were walking in and out carrying documents, and everyone was so busy that their feet did not touch the ground.

The people sitting in front of the screen had afterimages on their hands on the console, sweating profusely from being so busy in the winter.

An information soldier, holding the final result that he had just monitored, stood up and ran quickly to the command table, saluted a man in his fifties wearing a military uniform, and then reported quickly,

"Report to the head of the guard! The target is the Ye family's Mid-Levels Manor!"

Hearing this, Wei Ping paused in his busyness, moved his eyes away from the document in his hand, and looked up in confusion,

"Sure?"

The information soldier put his legs together, handed the document in his hand over with both hands, and affirmed loudly again,

"confirmed!"

Wei Ping grabbed it and couldn't wait to read it. His brows furrowed more and more as he read.

"Military launch?"

He closed the document and gave a serious order to the information soldier beside him,

"Continue to lock down and control, and be sure to ensure the air defense safety of the entire Kyoto!"

"Yes!"

The information soldier straightened his back and saluted, then spun on the spot and trotted back to his work station.

Wei Ping glanced at the document in his hand, sighed, and said to the deputy committee member next to him:

"I'm afraid this matter is not simple. You stay here while I go to the Marine Corps."

The deputy committee member next to him was too busy to raise his head and just responded,

"it is good."

This huge military base originally belonged to the surface-to-air missile department of the Air Force, but now half of Kyoto's surviving military personnel are gathered here.

The original building and dormitory area were divided into different departments as headquarters. There were not enough houses, and many military tents were set up around it.

Even though it was night, it was still busy with soldiers and various vehicles coming and going.

The largest number of people were wearing protective clothing and carrying the bodies out. They were responsible for cleaning the dormitory area.

Gunshots continued to come from there, and large trucks loaded with corpses drove out of the base one after another.

Weiping came out of the air defense department, followed by six guards holding weapons and on alert at all times. He walked quickly towards the Marine Command Headquarters, which was separated by two buildings.

Along the way, he looked at the cleaning truck passing by him. The truck was filled with corpses, still wearing the military uniforms of their flower-growing country.

They are at a prime age, and they have a pure heart and are dedicated to protecting their home and country!

As a result, they did not die on the battlefield, but were inexplicably killed by this damn mutation!

What is public?

This air force base originally had 60,000 people! Less than five thousand were left overnight!

Wei Ping was so jealous that he didn't dare to turn his head to look. He took a deep breath to calm down his emotions and walked faster.

He wants to go faster, even faster... The people of the flower-growing country are still waiting for them.

The Marine Corps command room was in the same situation as Weiping, busy and chaotic.

The layout here is different from his. The person he is looking for is currently in a separate office.

Zhang Haicheng, the top commander of the Kyoto Marine Corps, was pacing back and forth in the office with his phone in hand, and his excited tone could be heard through the door.

"Give me an accurate time, when will your support troops arrive!"

"Wait wait! What should I wait for?"

"As long as you give us the supplies, we can send people to pick them up ourselves!"

"You can let us take the back seat! Even if we die in Kyoto, we won't complain at all!"

"But you can't let my soldiers die in vain! If we don't let the fire cover, we will lose more than a thousand soldiers in clearing Ruiyang District!"

"The people living in Ruiyang District are humans! Are my soldiers not humans?"

He trembled and roared hysterically at the other end of the phone.

"Lu Zheng! I have 80,000 soldiers! Of the 80,000 soldiers, only these 8,000 soldiers are left. That's a life!"

Outside the office door, Wei Ping's hand was frozen on the door handle, and his other hand was squeezing documents hard, revealing blue veins.

He took back his hand that was about to knock on the door, wiped his face again, stood there and raised his head.

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