"Hey." The assisting soldiers immediately moved.

"Next."

Lin Qingqing glanced at the remaining four injured people.

She was responsible for selecting bullets and bandaging them, and assisted his soldiers in applying medicine. The division of labor was accurate throughout the entire process, and within ten minutes, she had treated a wounded soldier.

After bandaging the last soldier, she realized that there were some soldiers surrounding her.

These soldiers all looked at Lin Qingqing with admiration.

They had never met such a friendly leader before. He was shot and treated their wounds.

Suddenly I feel a little envious of the Kyoto Sky Eagle Guard.

With such a smart leader, he probably doesn’t feel tired from training every day.

Lin Qingqing looked at the soldier with a square face and thick eyebrows and asked, "Did you find anything on the spy?"

The soldier saluted and reported: "Aside from my weapons, I have nothing on me. My clothes are made of the same material as ordinary people. I didn't notice any useful information."

Lin Qingqing nodded: "Got it. Those who are not injured should stay around and observe the situation."

After she finished speaking, she returned to Jiang Haixia.

The gunfire on the hill had stopped for a while.

The soldiers she sent out to report the situation to the leader and Song Yiyuan should all be dead.

She sat quietly, thinking about the spies, when she suddenly heard the sound of a car behind her.

Lin Qingqing looked back and saw the convoy parked in the woods approaching.

They must have heard the gunfire stop and came to pick someone up.

The convoy drove slowly to the foot of the mountain. It was already bright in the morning. The soldier driving the car saw Lin Qingqing and others and recognized them immediately.

They parked the car next to Lin Qingqing.

At this time, the leader also came down the mountain with more than a hundred people.

He was almost carried down, and he was shot in the thigh.

After Lin Qingqing saw it, her face darkened.

Could Song Yiyuan also be injured?

As she was thinking this, the leader had already appeared in front of her.

The chief looked at Lin Qingqing carefully, and when he didn't see much blood on her, his expression immediately relaxed.

"Major General Lin, you're so lucky to be alright. You guys are so unlucky to have run into a spy coming down the mountain."

The soldiers laid him on the ground, half lying down.

Lin Qingqing checked his wound and called to the soldier who had just assisted him, "Zhang Dazhu, bring me my bag."

Zhang Dazhui immediately came over with the bag.

Lin Qingqing immediately ordered: "Separate the clothes from the wound."

Zhang Dazhui squatted down and did as he was told.

Leader: “?”

"Major General Lin, are you going to treat my injuries?"

Lin Qingqing took out the medicine bottles one by one and asked, "What else?"

"I'll go back to the army and deal with it."

The leader avoided Zhang Dazhu's move to cut his clothes.

Lin Qingqing nodded at the wounded man lying nearby and resting: "Captain, don't worry, I've already dealt with several of them."

The leader, who was valued for his thoughtfulness, smiled awkwardly and immediately stretched out his legs.

"Major General Lin, don't think too much. I'm just worried that you're tired."

Lin Qingqing didn't say anything. She disinfected the tweezers with alcohol, then skillfully applied painkillers and removed the bullet.

The whole process took only a dozen seconds.

The chief was surprised and said, "Major General Lin, you are really suitable to be a doctor."

Lin Qingqing: "I think I am more suitable to be a leader."

To prevent the commander from being embarrassed, she asked, "What's the situation on the mountain? Are the missing soldiers on the mountain?"

The commander smiled with satisfaction and said, "The spies hid all the missing people on the mountaintop, and they've all been found. Captain Song is leading a team to clear the mountain to see if there are any missing spies."

Lin Qingqing asked again: "Is Song Yiyuan injured?"

The chief paused for half a second and said, "I got a little injured, hehe."

Lin Qingqing knew that he was definitely not telling the truth, so she stopped asking questions and focused on treating the wound.