Han Youwei frowned and said solemnly: "Waiting for rescue is not the answer. I think we should turn around and return to the base. The most important thing is to treat Eve."
Eve apologized: "Sorry, I was sleeping in a combat suit, but I was still injured."
The beef **** touched the bullet holes punched on the steel shield, and said angrily: "The black man is sick. Carrying such a heavy machine gun, my shield was almost pierced, and the combat uniform must not withstand the heavy machine gun bullets. ."
"In fact, fortunately, there is a combat uniform that reduces the power of the bullet, otherwise the leg will be beaten in two directly."
Fang Yuan looked serious, tearing open the hemostatic sticker on the wound, and said: "Have a hold, I will help you take out the bullet, and then consider the next move."
"There is no anesthetic, and no tools, just take it out?" Han Youwei asked with a frown.
"Yes, I will try to see if I can take out the bullet." Fang Yuan stretched his finger towards Eve's wound as he said.
The expression on Eve’s face is a bit scared. It doesn’t hurt to take the bullet without numbing medicine?
However, she was embarrassed to stop it.
Because her injury has dragged down the team, she gritted her teeth trying to endure it.
Han Youwei was worried and said: "Why don't you let me come. I will try to see if'Star Force Condensation' can hook out the shrapnel."
She actually didn't have the confidence, because using the "Star Force Condensation" to remove the shrapnel requires very fine star power control.
She hasn't reached that level of control over Xingli, but she can at least give it a try, it's better than taking it out roughly.
Fang Yuan shook his fingers and said, "Don't interrupt."
Then, copy the "Metal Master" ability, transform the metal shape on the arm into a filament, and stretch it into Eve's wound.
The filament went deep along the wound and touched the shrapnel inside.
The energy of the "metal master" is transmitted to the shrapnel through the metal filament.
The shrapnel immediately melted and melted into the metal filament.
The whole process did not cause any secondary damage to the wound.
After taking out the shrapnel, Fang Yuan exhaled and said: "Okay, you can bandage it."
Han Youwei took out the spray and sprayed it on the wound. After disinfecting and stopping the bleeding, she bandaged it again, and then turned her head and asked, "The ability you have just now..."
"The master of metal." Fang Yuan replied.
"So, I thought you were going to pull out the shrapnel and scared me to death." Han Youwei smiled.
"My mind is out of water again."
Fang Yuan responded, looking up around him, and said in a deep voice, "Check the weapons and equipment to see what's missing."
When I retreated just now, it was quite sudden, so I didn't bring some things.
The tents and sleeping bags were gone, and some food, weapons and ammunition were gone.
The beef ball touched his back and said, "My gun is gone."
Eve sat up and frowned, "Are you a pig? Can you lose a gun?"
The beef ball sat on the ground, folded his arms with both hands, and hummed: "I'm not trying to save you. I patronized the shield and didn't pay attention to the gun."
The two began to fight each other, but it made the team atmosphere better.
After counting the weapons and equipment, it was found that a sniper rifle and an assault rifle were missing.
Drinking water, dry food and ammunition were half gone, only Han Youwei and Ye Zheyu carried backpacks.
Fang Yuan took Eve's assault rifle.
The first time I woke up, I took a shield to fend off the bullets for Eve and Han Youwei. Later, I took Eve’s assault rifle to meet the enemy, and there was no time to get the sniper rifle.
"Our emergency response is not right. Even if we encounter danger in the future, we must bring weapons and equipment when we retreat. I didn't bring a bag, so I have a deep review." Fang Yuan said in a deep voice.
Han Youwei comforted: "Actually, I don't blame you. You protect me and Eve at the first time. I should bring your bag together."
Although she said that, but the Gatling heavy machine gun had been sweeping wildly at the time, and there was no chance to take the bag. It was lucky to be able to withdraw it.
"Let's think about the next action." Han Youwei changed the subject.
"Yes. First find out who is hitting us, why is that black guy so strong? I can't hit him even if I see a bullet." Eve answered.
"That Negro is Level 5." Fang Yuan said.
"Star power level 5?" The crowd asked in unison with wide-eyed eyes.
"Yes, the level 5 star power shield and assault rifles can't penetrate his shield, and the sniper rifle can barely penetrate." Fang Yuan said.
"This black person is already level 5, is it also the team that participated in the actual battle in this rift? How could such a person participate?" Han Youwei was a little surprised.
Fang Yuan looked at Eve and asked, "Have you collected information on the actual team this time?"
Eve replied helplessly: "I ordered a copy, but the bag is lost."
"Where is the radio equipment?" Fang Yuan asked.
Eve touched her lower back and said, "It's still there. Fortunately I didn't take it off."
As she spoke, she took down the radio and handed it to Fang Yuan.
Fang Yuan turned the FM **** and tried to contact the team at the same school: "Can Qiao Zeyu hear it? This is Fang Yuan."
After asking five times, I heard the reply.
"I'm Qiao Zeyu, what's the matter?"
"Eve is injured."
"Do you need help?"
"Do you have any information about the actual team?"
"Have."
"Help me see if there are any blacks in the team this time."
"Wait a minute, I'll help you see."
About a minute later.
Qiao Zeyu's voice came from the radio equipment again.
"There is a black man who is an international student from Mucai Middle School. The Awakener enrolls students. In addition, there is a message that you really need. I will tell you directly. The school that William Li transferred to is Mucai Middle School. Here. This black man is called Harris, so I don't need to tell you the attributes, right?"
"Thank you."
"Do you need help?"
"Knowing that it is William Li, are you still willing to help?"
"I am reluctant to blend in with your fight. However, if you need any material help, I can provide it appropriately."
"No, we have no shortage of supplies."
Fang Yuan turned off the radio after finishing talking.
The beef **** blinked, and said in doubt: "We are short of supplies."
"Lack of supplies. What we lack is the tent sleeping bag. They can't give us their own. We still have half of the other supplies and ammunition. Do you think they will fill it up for us?" Fang Yuan pushed him back. .
"Then what should I do now?" The beef **** sat on the floor sulking.
Fang Yuan looked at Han Youwei and did not speak.
Han Youwei's expression was a little sad, and she lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry, it's because of me again."
"It's not because of you this time, he came at me."
Fang Yuan interrupted her apology, and then said: "I will ask you a question now. If Li William and I shoot each other desperately, will you help him?"
Han Youwei touched her tears, gritted her teeth and said, "No, his actions are beyond the bottom line I can imagine. But... if I were to shoot him, I might not be able to..."
When she finished speaking, she covered her eyes with her sleeve and sobbed.
Eve reached out and patted her shoulder, comforting: "Don't be sad, we can understand you."