On the second day, under the protection of government forces, a medical team composed of 10 people from Su Mian and Wu Mengmeng set off for the northern valley.
Su Mian recognized Zhao long hidden in the government army at a glance.
Although he made a disguise and his skin color changed to brown and black, Su Mian recognized him.
Zhao long is in good condition, his eyes are firm, but he looks slightly tired.
Su Mian opened the visual system without hesitation. After checking, she found a serious problem.
Zhao Long's gunshot wound was inflamed and purulent, and a large area of his ass was infected.
No wonder.
Pakistan's medical skills are backward and anti-inflammatory drugs are scarce. Zhao long did not get good treatment.
But at present, Su Mian can do nothing but wait for the opportunity to help him treat.
Zhao Long also saw Su Mian. His eyes flashed. After a brief collision in the air, they quickly separated.
He didn't expect that Wei Zhenhui sent Su mianlai and the cute female soldier who followed her!
Zhao long bit his back teeth!
Wei Zhenhui sent female soldiers!
Does he know how dangerous it is here?
Su Mian is that no matter how good the force value is, the shooting skill is accurate, and stray bullets are also impossible to prevent!
Zhao Long forcibly pulled out of sight.
In the eyes of others, that is, they look at each other at will.
No one spoke in the car. There was no road leading to the Tira valley. After the truck drove, there were bursts of loess, which immediately filled around everyone. Everyone could only breathe with their headscarves.
At noon, I finally reached the outside of the valley. The people on the bus were bumped. Several young people got off the bus and vomited wildly.
When Su Mian and Wu Mengmeng jumped out of the truck, Kahn looked at them admiringly.
"What's the matter? I haven't seen a beautiful woman?" Wu Mengmeng teased.
"No... no," Strauss Kahn said, blushing.
The more he was like this, Wu Mengmeng teased him more. "Is that me or Su Mian?"
Strauss Kahn:
The truck was stopped and government forces were not allowed to enter. As a result of the final negotiation, Strauss Kahn took a 10 member medical team into the valley.
The tribe was full of adult men with guns, as Kahn said.
Their arrival obviously broke the silence here.
The men looked at them curiously with guns in their arms, and the women looked at them with children in their arms.
"They know you?" Su Mian soon found the problem. These people look at Strauss Kahn differently.
"I used to be tribal."
"Then how did you join the army?"
"The government has scholarships and there are several places in each tribe. My uncle signed up for me."
Su Mian understood a little, "isn't your current identity very embarrassing?"
The result of the high degree of tribal autonomy is that the government army has never paid attention to it, and the government army really has no way to take the tribe.
Especially big tribes like Pushi.
Strauss Kahn glanced at Su Mian and smiled helplessly, "I'm not suitable for life here. Joining the army has always been my dream. I want to join the Pakistani special forces. I know you also have it in China."
Su Mian nodded, "you're not low here!" because Su Mian found that when everyone saw Strauss Kahn, they would make a gesture of holding their chest with one hand.
"My uncle is the tribal elder!"
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Wu Mengmeng almost choked and couldn't speak quickly. "You... You said your uncle was the tribal elder? Why didn't you say it earlier? I didn't dare to speak out after I came in."
"But I have been removed from the tribe by my uncle!"
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