Therapeutic Survival [End Times]

When the soldiers of the Second Army heard the shouts, they rushed up and pressed the wounded firmly, no matter how hard they struggled, they couldn't move an inch.

Seeing that the method worked, Song Yichi took off the scarf and cut it into strips to continue debridement. The cloth strips were stained with corrosive liquid and could no longer be used, and would quickly turn black. Wiping and throwing one away would cost a lot. Song Yichi took the lead to remove the cloth inside The shirt was torn to shreds.

The wounded was exhausted and lost blood, and passed out after a short period of time. For Song Yichi, it was better for him not to move around, which was convenient for treatment.Song Yichi's subordinates kept moving, rubbing little by little and curing little by little, in an orderly rhythm, starting from the face, then the neck, and finally the shoulders and arms, scrapping three pieces of clothes to get it all done.

Song Yichi let out a long breath, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.

After all, this seems to be the first time he has put in a lot of effort to rescue the wounded with supernatural powers. Thinking about it, the zombie virus infection kills immediately, and there is no need for rescue.Suddenly the hands that wiped sweat stopped, and the wounded who were carried back to the car were burned by the corrosive liquid sprayed out by the zombies? !

This... I hope he is lucky, the corrosive liquid is not contagious, since the liquid is so corrosive, all the viruses in it are dead, otherwise, he would not be busy.

Song Yichi silently prayed for his teammates in his heart, and was about to get up, but he felt a sharp pain in his ankle when he exerted all his strength, and he sat on his butt with a "plop", Song Yichi then remembered to use his supernatural power, and sat speechless. On the ground, I slowly rubbed my knees and ankles to relieve the uncomfortable itching. I was so focused on saving people that I forgot that I was squatting all the time.

The cold wind blew, and Song Yichi was shivered by the blow. He looked at the coat lying alone on the ground resentfully. At that time, he was afraid of getting corrosive liquid, so he threw it far away. Now he can't reach it, so he can only continue to suffer from the cold. Typical self-inflicted consequences.

Sigh... No matter how much he looked at the coat, he would not teleport over. He turned his head to pay attention to the battle in the village. The giant zombies were vulnerable to the special gun, so they were the first to kill them. Everyone in front of them was killed. Zombie corpses, in dense places, one on top of the other.

After the end came to an end, most of the people from the Second Army were recalled to the vehicles to protect the survivors. In the village, there were only members of the military region mopping up the tail. Some climbed up the low wall of the farmyard to guard and clean up the fish that slipped through the net.

Song Yichi glanced around but couldn't find the person he wanted to see. He didn't know where he went. He tried to move his legs, but there was no numbness or pain. coat.

He raised his head, and it turned out to be Shu Han. This man put his coat on his shoulders and wrapped it around the front, his brows were tightly frowned, and there was concern in his eyes, "Why are you so tired? Can you stand up?" Shu Han thought Song Yichi ran out of abilities and collapsed to the point of sitting on the ground.

Song Yichi took the hand he extended, stood up with strength, and explained with a smile: "It's okay, it's just that my legs are numb after squatting for too long."

He donated a shirt to save people. He was wearing autumn clothes and froze for almost 10 minutes in early spring. His hands were icy cold. Shu Han didn't check for a while, which aroused a layer of goosebumps. He lowered his eyes and saw Song Yichi's fair fingers. It was red from the cold, and I couldn't help but feel a little distressed. I put my hands together to help someone cover it, but I couldn't help cursing in my mind who told this kid to relax and not do his work. He insisted on joining the Second Army, and he deserved to come out and suffer.

Song Yichi noticed Shu Han's small movements when he was getting dressed, but the other party quickly let go.

He squinted his eyes quietly, since he realized his feelings, his attention seemed to be inadvertently sucked away by this person, and then he dug out some pleasant and interesting things, saying "cute" probably didn't match the image, Shu Han usually seems to be a calm and reliable person, but he is always awkward with himself, often speaks harshly, and secretly takes care of him in private.

The small movement of covering hands is the same as the sudden change of defense in the morning.

Song Yichi suppressed the desire to unveil the plaque on the spot, put on his coat and pulled the zipper to the top, and finally got rid of the bad state of the wind blowing through his heart, Song Yichi sighed sincerely, it was so warm, raised his hands to his mouth, took a breath of hot air, and rubbed hard Then, he walked back slowly with Shu Han: "Have you cleaned up all the zombies?"

"Almost, we're about to withdraw, and we won't be able to make it in the afternoon if we don't leave." Shu Han moved his eyes away from Song Yichi's hand, forced his gaze to the front, and walked with his head held high and his chest straight.

"I don't know what will happen to the small town in the afternoon." Instructor Lin has not yet elaborated. The population of the small town is conservatively estimated to be several thousand. It has been a month since the outbreak, and the survivors are probably less than one out of ten, which means that they are about to face The number of zombies is unprecedented.

Shu Han shrugged his shoulders. The big system insists on obedience, and he follows the tasks assigned by him. He is used to the process of accepting tasks and doing tasks, so he is not as worried as Song Yichi. Moreover, the task briefing is search and rescue, and there is a designated route, so there is no need to be like a village. Seemingly, they ran all over the streets and alleys of the village and searched from house to house.

"Didn't the leader of the Second Army tell you that we are just searching and rescue?" Shu Han asked strangely.

"Say it." Could it be that the missions of the two sides are different?Song Yichi was puzzled.

"You, you don't want to be like a village. Let's walk through every street when we go in, right?" Shu Han knew Song Yichi's intention was wrong when he saw the expression on Song Yichi's face. It's no wonder that ordinary people have never encountered such a task , he chuckled, "Urban rescue doesn't need to go deep unless you specify a target."

"How can I save if I don't go in?" Song Yichi still didn't quite understand.

"That's right, city rescue is mainly about cover. As long as we build a defense line on the edge, we can move forward appropriately, or occupy the surrounding commanding heights to clear the safety belt, and then notify the survivors in the area that there is rescue through wireless broadcasts or signal flares. , let them rush to the designated place within the specified time." Shu Han explained patiently.

Song Yichi suddenly realized that he thought he was going to the city to carry out rescue.

"Understood." Shu Han squinted at him, teasing out of the corner of his eye, this kid really dared to think, twenty people rushed into the pile of zombies, half of them were not regular soldiers, they were pulled out by civilians after a few days of temporary training New recruits in military training, don't they send food to tens of thousands of zombies when they enter the city?

"Understood." Song Yichi nodded, accepting the instruction with an open mind, and ignored Shu Han's teasing gaze.Instructor Lin didn't say that it was not a secret, but that it was unnecessary. When the time comes, the main force of rescue and defense will be the military area. The task of their second army is not much different from cleaning up zombies in the village.

"Don't be careless. I guess the Second Army will participate in the cleanup of the defense line. At that time, you should try to avoid entering the building and pay more attention to the movements on the sides and behind you; when you encounter corners, windows, and doorways, you should either distance yourself or stop to observe. If there are too many zombies, retreat back and protect yourself first." Shu Han told all the mistakes that recruits can think of, in detail, paused for a moment, and added various precautions, all kinds of things Down enough to write a booklet.

Thanks to Song Yichi's excellent memory, he could remember everything after listening to it once, but he would have to be dizzy if he changed to someone else.

"What about you?" Song Yichi asked Shu Han, this man has been rambling on so much, why does it sound like he is going to be gone.

"I will be stationed on the periphery to keep the road clear." Shu Han replied.According to the arrangement of the team leader Tang Guofeng, the two trucks will be parked on a relatively safe street on the outskirts, and the defense line will be set at the intersection of the main road.

"Okay, if there is a chance, I will look for you." Song Yichi said.

"Why are you looking for me?"

"Charge it for you." Song Yichi squeezed his eyes. He heard that using the supernatural gun requires several times the supernatural power, so it should be very hard work.

"No..." Song Yichi grasped Shu Han just as he was about to refuse, his hand was still cold, but the healing ability was full of warmth, and passed along the clasped hands, quickly eliminating the fatigue of fighting, and the empty ability was also obtained. Quick refill.

Sitting in the office, his physique just couldn't keep up, Shu Han sullenly, he couldn't hold back after holding back for a long time, he put his hands together into his pockets to warm up, forget it, anyway, this kid didn't understand, it's not a big deal once, he secretly Ru Ruo comforted himself, unaware that Song Yichi couldn't hold back the laughter in his heart.

"Cough, cough, cough." Song Yichi quickly lowered his head, pretended that his throat was uncomfortable and coughed a few times, hiding his uncontrollable expression, but clenched his hand tightly, not allowing Shu Han to take it away, and the two kept putting it in the same pocket like this Walking back slowly in an intimate gesture, "Shu Han."

"Huh?" Shu Han snorted casually, a little absent-minded, but in reality he was all focused on observing his surroundings, for fear of being seen by others, he didn't care if he got used to it, Song Yichi would be affected.

"Come to my house for dinner tonight." Song Yichi, who is belatedly aware of it, is not as concerned as Shu Han imagined. In his heart, there is a clear distinction between public affairs and private affairs. Since it is a private matter, only he has the final say, and he will not care too much about other people's opinions.

"Ah? Why?" Shu Han tilted his head and looked at Song Yichi who was walking side by side.

"I have something to ask you." Song Yichi looked mysterious.

"What can't you ask now?" Shu Han was even more surprised.

Now ask if you want to continue to do the task? !Song Yichi wanted to have a showdown, as far as he observed that Shu Han must have liked him for not running away, but some gestures and expressions showed vague resistance, just like the complicated emotions in his eyes before, quite contradictory, which made Song Yichi unable to handle it Zhun Shu Han's thoughts, who made him a rookie who only wanted to understand, are almost a blank sheet of paper, let alone any experience.

In the face of unknown things, Song Yichi does not like to try blindly, waste time, is meaningless, and may be self-defeating.He believes in his own judgment more, is used to observation and analysis, eliminates irrelevant interference items, determines the goal and then exerts efforts to overcome it in one fell swoop.

"Uh..." Song Yichi scratched his nose with his free hand, embarrassed to say it directly, and said vaguely, "I can't tell for a while."

The hesitant tone completely lost Song Yichi's previous decisive style, and Shu Han was a little puzzled for a while, until he saw Song Yichi touching his nose and erratic eyes, he suddenly felt blessed, his sensitive nerve endings twitched, and his heart beat wildly.

"I... let's talk..." Shu Han turned his head away, not daring to look at Song Yichi.

Shu Han intuitively felt that Song Yichi's sudden change in painting style was eight out of ten understood. As for whether he understood that he was going astray, or discovered his crooked thoughts, Shu Han was not sure.Based on his understanding of Song Yichi's temper, if this kid didn't refuse immediately, he would have room to accept, so should he give it a try before giving up?

Shu Han was undecided in his mind, he had better think about it, think about it again.