It is not difficult to follow up for elite soldiers who have received special training, not to mention that there are too many clues on the ground, dense footprints, constant corpses, and blood. Soon, everyone came to a foot of a mountain, and various clues showed that Luo Zheng was up the mountain, and the scholar and others rushed up the mountain without hesitation and rushed down the mountain to the top of the mountain.

A few minutes later, everyone rushed to the top of the mountain and looked around. Several corpses were lying one or two hundred meters away. They were all from the Eastern Iranian Movement. Someone went to help collect nameplates. The scholar and others were anxious and didn't care about these things at all. One of them discovered an abnormality in collecting nameplates on the steep slope and shouted loudly: "Come here."

The scholar heard the shouting and thought Luo Zheng had an accident, and his heart skipped a beat, but he rushed over like a wind. He didn't find Luo Zheng, but there were many corpses lying. The shouting soldier explained: "There are the most corpses here, and there are corpses under the huge rock. This position cannot be shot from above. Will it be... "

"That's right, it must be that Brother Luo Zheng discovered that he was surrounded and broke through here, hurry up." The monk shouted, rushed down first, ran to the foot of the mountain in one breath, and soon discovered a new clue. He ran along the clue while shouting: "Quick, go here."

The scholar and others hurriedly chased after him. Soon, everyone came to the cliff. More than a dozen corpses were lying on the cliff. Someone leaned his head and looked down the cliff. In the canyon nearly a hundred meters deep, the trees were blown into a mess by grenades, and many branches were scattered on the ground. Everyone saw traces of burning on the ground.

Seeing this scene, everyone's hearts sank. It was impossible for such a big explosion to survive, but no one could bear to say this.

"It must be below." The gardener said anxiously, his eyes full of worry. He looked around and quickly found the route and ran over without hesitation.

"Brother Farmer, you have an injury on your leg, just wait here, let's go down." The scholar grabbed the farmer who wanted to go down and said hurriedly. After the farmer nodded helplessly, he ran over quickly and climbed down the cliff. He was worried about Luo Zheng in his heart, and no one cared about the danger.

The scholar, gardener and monk went down from different places and soon found blood. He was shocked and accelerated. When he jumped down the canyon, everyone found many corpses, all of whom were from the Eastern Iranian Movement. Thinking that it might be Luo Zheng's actions, they shouted.

There was only the rustling sound of the wind blowing the leaves in the canyon. Everyone's hearts were thrust, and they searched carefully. They all came to the area of ​​the explosion at the same time. There were burn marks on the ground and shrapnel on the trunks of the big tree, but they didn't see a single person. The three of them exchanged glances and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

"Have you run far?" said the gardener.

"It's not like, from the scene, the enemy must have thrown the grenade first and sent people to check. The people on the cliff died, and the people who came down to check were also dead. If Brother Luo Zheng had run away long ago, who killed these people? Everyone looked carefully." The scholar's face turned solemn and said seriously, his eyes involuntarily glanced at the pile of huge rocks, his heart moved, and he walked up.

The monk and the gardener discovered the abnormality of the scholar, saw the huge rock, exchanged glances, and walked up. Soon, everyone found the space where the huge rocks were stacked. There was a person lying inside. It was Luo Zheng, and they couldn't help but be overjoyed and rushed up one after another. The scholar was in front of him, and was the first to come to the gap. He saw the wound on Luo Zheng's leg at a glance, and shouted in a hurry: "Brother Luo Zheng?"

"Have you found it?" the farmer shouted anxiously on the cliff.

"Finished." The monk responded, quickly stepped forward and looked at it, and found Luo Zheng who was unconscious and wounded on his legs. His face changed drastically. He quickly said, "No, hurry up, see if he has a fever?"

The scholar had reached out and just touched Luo Zheng's forehead, he was scalded back. His face changed drastically. He said anxiously: "No, high fever, hurry up, you guys back, I'll carry the person out."

"Be careful, be careful to see if there are any other injuries, don't touch them." The gardener reminded worriedly, usually retreating, his face full of worry.

The scholar agreed and carefully checked Luo Zheng's body. He found an abnormality in the kneecap. No wounds were found in other places. He carefully picked up Luo Zheng's body and slowly came outside. The gardener and the monk were moving away the branches on the ground to make aside.

"Slow, slower." The gardener came up to help and kept reminding him. Looking at Luo Zheng who was unconscious, he gently touched his forehead, his face changed drastically, and he looked at the monk and scholar and said, "This leg seems to be caused by a bullet, leaving a lot of blood. In addition, it is a high fever, so it will be troublesome if it is not treated in time. What should I do?"

"There is no treatment conditions, by the way, there are medicines on the car." The scholar said anxiously, suddenly stood up, and shouted loudly at the cliff: "Who can help you get some gunshot medicine in the car to see if there are any antipyretics, hurry up."

Someone agreed on the cliff. The scholar squatted down again, looked at Luo Zheng who was unconscious with concern, and said heavily: "Brothers, even if there are antipyretics and gunshot wound medicines, it cannot solve the problem. Brother Luo Zheng lost too much blood and did not give him a timely blood transfusion, it would be troublesome."

The gardener and the monk also saw the seriousness of the problem and looked at each other. In the wilderness, there are no conditions for blood transfusion? Even if there is, I don’t know Luo Zheng’s blood type, and it’s not possible to transfusion randomly. The monk saw Luo Zheng’s vitality getting weaker and weaker, and couldn’t help but say heavier: “What should I do?”

"Or, let's put Brother Luo Zheng on the cliff first." The gardener suggested.

"It's useless, the situation is already very obvious. We don't know whether there is any antipyretic medicine. If not, this high fever can destroy the Luo Zheng brothers. There is also the problem of excessive blood loss. It is unclear whether there is internal bleeding after falling down at such a high level. It is not advisable to move it at all, otherwise it will cause greater damage. I have an idea, but you need your consent." The scholar said solemnly, looking at the two of them, a hint of determination emerged in his worried eyes.

"It's time, tell me quickly." The gardener urged dissatisfiedly.

The scholar did not answer directly, but took out the communicator that was intimately placed. It was sent during the competition, one for each team, and the captain was in charge. Once used, it meant giving up the competition. When everyone saw what the scholar took out, they immediately understood and their faces changed slightly.

For soldiers, honor is above everything else. This competition is of great importance. Everyone shoulders the expectations and honors of the entire army. If they give up, how can they explain when they go back? However, everyone knows that this is the only way to save Luo Zheng. No one can give up their comrades for honor.

This is a really difficult choice.

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