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Chapter 130: Main idea

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"You tmd pillar, let go of me, you'll almost crush my nose!" I knew I was fine because my body didn't have the scorching pain of being shot, and there were no symptoms of serious injuries such as difficulty breathing! But looking at the blood shed, I still felt a slight sense of panic.

"Pillar, let go! This bastard is so lucky!" The captain slapped my head hard, and then said, "The bullet passed through your armpit and brought out a blood groove. If it was deeper, it might shatter your ribs. It is hard to say that the broken bones or the refraction of the bullet will knock your heart into a plug!"

"I know I'm careless! Where are the observer? Have you caught it?" I understand that the captain's words were all veterans and their tacit understanding of each other is even more than that of a couple. I just rashly hit the inducer, which is definitely caused by psychological underestimating the opponent!

"The mouse and the third brother have passed, but you don't have to blame yourself. I guess this guy must have killed a lot of snipers with this method, otherwise the fallen angel would not leave him here. He used the master gun Mosin-Nagan, which must have expected you to relax your nerves. This guy is playing psychological warfare with you. I guess there must be many reckless ghosts who died in his broken gunman!" The captain said while helping me check the wound.

"The wound is very big and needs to be sutured! Wild beast, morphine!" The captain confirmed my wound and said.

"Wait, wait!" I watched the beast take out the injection from the medicine box and shook my head quickly, then looked at the captain and said, "If this thing is pierced in, my combat effectiveness will drop to the level of a recruit. Come on!" Morphine is the extract from opium that everyone is well known. This thing is easy to addictive. Many soldiers are seriously injured and become drug-dependent. We usually call it "soldier killer".

"I don't want to become an addict who has runny noses all day long! Haha, if you dare to give me morphine, I will fight you! Hahaha!" I saw the captain's embarrassed expression and started joking.

"Okay, hold on, I'm a good tailor!" The captain smiled and waved the needle and thread that had been disinfected in his hand, then looked at Zhuzi and said, "Zhuzi!"

"I understand!" Zhuzi responded, grabbed me without saying a word, and then stuffed a piece of gauze into my mouth!

"Cao! You think I'm a new recruit, bah!" I tried hard to spit out the broken lines left in my mouth, and then cursed at the captain loudly.

The captain was stunned by me, and then immediately cursed: "Cao, aren't you just a recruit? Okay, shut up, I'll start!"

"Well!" The captain regretted the first needle. Looking at the slender needle piercing my flesh like a sole of a shoe, and then pulling the edge of my bloody wound with bloody threads. The heart-wrenching pain instantly lets sweat penetrate my whole body. "Hey, Guguan Second Brother, I am a lonely wolf now, go find chess for me!" I was in a ninja and trembled and diverted the topic, hoping to distract me from this.

"I'm scraping my bones with my sword, and you're embroidering needles and tying my skin. Look at your sweat beads that are still comparable to Brother Guan. Don't throw us camel's people away!" The beast took back his weapon and looked at me happily and said.

"Captain!" The third brother and the mouse ran back.

"How about it?"

"Run, that guy ran very fast. He probably turned around and ran away the moment his companion was shot. Haha, what's ridiculous is that when we ran over, the sniper was not dead yet!" said the third brother holding the old Mosin-Nagan in his hand.

"Next!" The mouse threw a strange saber over.

"What is this?" I looked at it and said it was strange, and said it was straight or not, and asked in confusion.
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