Who wouldn't want their own life? But compared to his life, he clearly cared more about his responsibilities and beliefs.
"What do you know, you AI?"
Claes glared, "Host! You're being stigmatizing!"
Gu Zuozuo gave an "oh" and said a perfunctory "sorry," ignoring the system's protests in her mind as she jumped down.
Wang Ming suddenly drew his sword and turned around, then lost consciousness and knew nothing more.
[Host, you are truly barbaric.]
Gu Zuozuo withdrew her hand from the neck and gave a soft hum. Wildness or barbarity doesn't matter, as long as it's useful.
He bent down to examine the wounds on his body, and the more he looked, the more his brows furrowed.
He had four gunshot wounds, one in his chest, two in his abdomen, one in his lower back, and several deep knife wounds that exposed bone. There was also a deep stab wound on his thigh, which looked fresh. Some of the wounds on his calves even had more than a dozen leeches crawling on them.
This is a real man.
Looking at him, Gu Zuozuo was filled with admiration. He truly deserved to be called a Chinese soldier; he was a man of unwavering integrity.
He removed the leeches clinging tightly to Wang Ming's legs one by one, took out his own concocted wound medicine, cleaned the wounds on Wang Ming's body with water, applied the medicine and bandaged him up, took out a blood-replenishing pill that he had obtained through a daily check-in, and roughly stuffed it into Wang Ming's mouth. He then pressed a certain acupoint on Wang Ming's throat, and Wang Ming involuntarily swallowed the thumb-sized pill.
After doing all this, Gu Zuozuo took one last look at Wang Ming lying on the ground and helplessly rubbed her wrist.
Other people encounter wild animals when they go into the mountains, but she always runs into the people she least wants to meet.
As someone with secrets, Gu Zuozuo dislikes dealing with people in uniforms the most, as their keenness and observation skills are never underestimated.
[Host! Run! Someone's coming!]
Gu Zuozuo picked up her bow and arrow, glanced at Wang Ming one last time, and turned to leave.
When Li Zeyu and his companions rushed over, they saw their teammate lying there, his life hanging in the balance, and their hearts sank.
"Wang Ming!"
Xiao Yue lunged forward, his hand trembling as he reached for Wang Ming's nose, and his voice changed.
"He's not dead."
A clear, melodious sound, like water striking jade, rang out, and Xiao Yue calmed down, looking at the man who had spoken.
A tall, slender man, nearly 1.9 meters tall, walked out from behind Li Zeyu, leading a wolfhound. His sharp, cold phoenix eyes glanced indifferently at Wang Ming lying on the ground, then fixed on the small footprints beside him.
"Uncle, what are Wang Ming's injuries..."
Li Zeyu paused in examining Wang Ming's wounds, then looked up at his uncle Xie Jinyu in disbelief.
Xie Jinyu turned her gaze away from the tree, squatted down to examine it for a long time, and then frowned.
The person treating the wound was an expert, and the medicine he used was a top-notch healing product, even better than what his unit had.
"The footprints were fresh, and the treated water on the ground hadn't seeped into the mud yet, so the person must have left not long ago, and it must have been a woman."
After all, her feet weren't as small as that man's, and they weren't even as big as her own hands.
woman?
For some reason, the image of the educated youth he had met in the deep mountains suddenly popped into Li Zeyu's mind.
"Do you have someone you suspect?"
Seeing Li Zeyu's expression, Xie Jinyu raised an eyebrow, a glint of surprise in her eyes.
Li Zeyu shook his head, thinking he was overthinking things; how could she possibly be here?
Seeing his reaction, he knew he wouldn't get anything out of him, and disappointment flashed in the eyes of the seemingly refined man.
"Report! Enemy corpses have been found 400 meters from here!"
The two stopped talking and their expressions turned serious.
"lead the way!"
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