"We fought a battle with the American soldiers. Brother Yang covered our retreat and was shot in the process."
We're fighting the Americans, and now the Americans are making a comeback?
They robbed so many American supplies; sooner or later we'll clash with them. Saving others is saving ourselves.
Besides, having one more friend means having one less enemy.
Thinking about it that way, there's nothing wrong with giving them some medicine.
"Wait."
One of each of the following: hemostatic agents, analgesics, anti-inflammatory agents, healing agents, antibiotics, aspirin, sutures, gauze, bandages... a whole bag of them.
The medicines that were stolen from the American people were left untouched.
Zuo Ling gave her medicine that she had bought at a pharmacy before the natural disaster, all of which were expired. She didn't care whether the other party dared to use it.
While his brother went to deliver medicine, Xiao Hao remained vigilant, keeping his sniper rifle ready to fire at the slightest sign of trouble.
Pei Nansheng threw the medicine across the large crack.
The man glanced at the package and was surprised to find that the medicine was quite comprehensive. He was sincerely grateful and said, "Thank you, thank you so much."
Whether it's expired or not, who cares about that now? It's good enough if it's usable.
Pointing to the seal, then to the terrifyingly deep crevice: "How are we supposed to get it to you?"
Pei Nansheng tossed over a tiger claw steel cable, "Tie it on."
The other party tied the seal's limbs as instructed, thinking to himself, "Even if the seal is light, it still weighs over 100 pounds. The gap is more than 3 meters wide and that far away. Can you really pull it across?"
Pei Nansheng swung the rope, the seal bumped on the ground, then leaped up and easily jumped over the large crevice.
The group paused for a moment, then clapped in unison. The Russian soldiers gave Pei Nansheng a thumbs-up, making some kind of muttering noises.
"They say you're a great kung fu player."
Pei Nansheng waved his hand: "I got the medicine, let's go quickly."
"Wait, wait, please...excuse me, was it you that day?"
The man stared intently into Pei Nansheng's eyes.
They were rescued from a US base by a Chinese man and a Chinese woman.
It was too cold, and the person who came was bundled up so that his features were obscured. The feeling Pei Nansheng conveyed to him was very similar to the person who had saved them that day.
Pei Nansheng glanced at him:
"When? We've been here for over half a year and haven't been anywhere."
Having said that, she stopped looking at him and walked back with the seal in her arms.
The man raised his voice: "The Americans are offering huge bounties for anyone who attacks their base."
Pei Nansheng turned around, drew his gun, and fired two shots at Pei Nansheng's feet. He said coldly, "What does this have to do with me? What, are you trying to shift the blame?"
The atmosphere tensed instantly. The man took a few steps back, and several Russian soldiers gripped their rifles tightly.
"No, no, no, I didn't mean that, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."
The man waved his hand vigorously, trying to argue a few more points.
Pei Nansheng snorted heavily and ignored him.
Back in the courtyard, Pei Nansheng threw the frozen seal on the ground and said:
"The Americans are offering huge bounties for attacks on their bases."
"I guessed it."
Zuo Ling sighed. It's hard to be a good person. He tried to save people, but he couldn't.
Having witnessed the fall of Kyoto and the disappearance of Mount Everest, I was deeply impressed by the helplessness of life in the face of natural disasters, which softened my heart somewhat.
They risked being recognized to save their fellow Chinese citizens.
The fact that only Chinese citizens were rescued is the biggest loophole, clearly pointing to suspicion, and it was only a matter of time before they were suspected.
The other party may have come seeking medicine, but they may also have been trying to gather information, or perhaps they were looking to form an alliance.
Xiao Hao tugged at Zuo Ling: "Sister, are we leaving again?"
Do you want to leave?
Xiao Hao turned around, looked at the fairytale-like ice house, and said reluctantly:
"Going away... is fine too. It's windy here every day, it never stops, and it's cold. It's all ice and ice. Staying here is quite boring."
The icy continent was the harshest place they had ever lived.
But after staying there for a while, I felt a little reluctant to leave.
Zuo Ling asked Pei Nansheng, "Brother, what do you think?"
Pei Nansheng didn't care: "It doesn't matter whether I go or not. There will be struggles and unexpected events wherever I go."
With their current supernatural abilities, they don't really care about anyone except that reclusive elder of the Ding family whose abilities are unknown. They might be safer hiding in the harsh conditions of the icy continent.
"Then let's not leave yet, let's talk about it later."
A month later, the Chinese man who had come to ask for medicine before returned in a snowmobile, carrying a seal on his back.
Two other people accompanied him, and Pei Nansheng went out to meet them.
Amidst the snow and ice, facing each other across the river, with the cold wind howling, it evokes the image of ancient chivalrous heroes meeting.
Zuo Ling held up the binoculars and spotted one of them, pausing slightly in her movements.
After looking her over carefully for a while, she thought to herself, "He's here too... Zheng Ming, her ex-husband."
Judging from his appearance and physique, Zheng Mingxiu is quite well-preserved.
That day at the American base, Zuo Ling was surprised to have saved Zheng Ming by accident, but she only showed surprise for a moment before putting it aside.
The person he asked was probably that rich woman. I wonder if the woman he was looking for was among the women he rescued.
A tall, middle-aged man bowed to Pei Nansheng:
"My name is Yang Chengang, from the capital. It was you who obtained the medicine for me that day. I have come here today to thank you for saving my life."
"It's just an equal exchange, you're too kind," Pei Nansheng replied indifferently.
Yang Chengang laughed:
"It's hardly an equal exchange. With your skills, how could you not hunt for food? In any case, I, Yang Chengang, will remember your life-saving grace. May I ask how you are addressed?"
"An unknown nobody, whose name is not worth mentioning."
Pei Nansheng's refusal was obvious.
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