Ron opened his eyes wide and stared at the man lying in front of him. This man was horribly thin and looked more like a skeleton covered in a layer of skin than a human. He fell on two sides of the river.

Three steps away, he held his head in his hands and curled up into a ball. His clothes were in tatters, with his sharp elbows and knees exposed. His whole body was so dirty that you could smell a stench as soon as you got close.

The hands and legs were still bleeding and covered with blowflies - this was a sight Ron had only seen in old photos or news broadcasts about black Africa.

Ron approached carefully, bent down, and gently pushed the man with his hand.

"Hey, are you still alive?"

The man couldn't help trembling, curling up even more, and from time to time some syllables of unknown meaning came out of his mouth.

Ron reached out and touched the man's hands and forehead again. They were both horribly cold. Although he didn't understand medicine and didn't have a special thermometer around him, he still made the judgment that this man might have hypothermia.

Lowered body temperature can lead to apathy and drowsiness, clumsiness of hands and feet, mental confusion, irritability, hallucinations, slowed or stopped breathing, slowed, irregular heartbeat, and finally cessation. This is a fatal problem, even a professional doctor has nothing to do with it.

Symptoms include numbness in the paws.

So, of course, Ron didn't have any good ideas. He thought about it, took off his flight jacket, and moved it gently twice to drive away the disgusting blowflies around him.

.Then he bent down and wrapped the man in his leather jacket.

It was very wet by the river. Ron stood up and looked around. There was a meadow with thick grass not far away. So he bent down again and picked up the man - the man was as light as a bundle.

Rushes - put on the grass.

The wild dogs did not run far away after being frightened by the gunshots. Now, these wild dogs slowly surrounded us with their tongues dripping with saliva.

Ron took out his m1911, loaded the bullet, and aimed at the closest and largest wild dog. With a crisp gunshot, a .45-caliber bullet accurately hit the wild dog.

The dog's chest went in, and then flew out from its left rib, leaving a bloody hole as big as a bowl. The dog was thrown to the ground by the impact of the bullet, and died without even a grunt.

.

Several other wild dogs that were surrounding them stopped in surprise. But Ron had no intention of stopping. He fired three more times, knocking down the two hesitant wild dogs. So the rest

Several dogs immediately ran away with their tails between their legs.

Ron put away the gun and suddenly thought that if he shot and killed three dogs in succession in the original time and space, he would definitely be criticized by a lot of dog lovers and the Holy Mother. I guess he would read it on various forums.

to posts with titles such as:

"Humanity has been destroyed! Someone actually has the heart to shoot a cute dog!"

What is the crime of the dog? It is so cruel! Shocked!

Human flesh that bastard who shot the cute dog!

Shocking truth: Foreign officials wantonly shot and slaughtered cute dogs on Chinese soil!

Institutional problems lead to bad consequences - Zhengfu's external weakness leads to innocent dog victimization!

The murder of a dog shows how despicable human nature is!

What can I do to save you, my dog?

It’s not the dog’s fault that dogs eat people, it’s the people’s fault!

I send my message to Hanxing Tsuen Bu Cha, I recommend the dog with my blood!

…”

Thinking of this, Ron couldn't help but smile bitterly - he used to dismiss such ridiculous posts, but now that he thinks about it, he misses those boring days spent on the Internet.

The two P-40s still hovering above Ron's head probably saw Ron shooting at the wild dogs, so they swooped down to join in the fun. They made a scary whirring sound with their rapidly rotating propellers, which stopped the man who had just stood still.

The wild dogs were so frightened that they ran away again.

After driving away the wild dogs, the two P-40s shook their wings toward Ron and climbed to higher ground.

"If the dog parents knew about this, wouldn't they try to stop the plane and save the dogs?"

Ron couldn't help but think about it again.

The efficiency of the government during the Republic of China was not as low as some people said on the Internet. Only about an hour after Ron landed, a search and rescue convoy appeared. Before the emergency landing, Ron saw a person in the distance in the air.

The small town is estimated to be about thirty kilometers away from here. Considering the communication, organizational personnel, and the not-so-good road conditions, it is really efficient to be able to get here so quickly. I just don’t know if this efficiency is because he is now

It is Americans who have become so tall.

The so-called convoy is actually only three vehicles: the leader is a classic open-top Willys Jeep from the US military. Because the terrain in the distance is lower than here, Ron can clearly see the huge one on the hood of the Jeep.

White Star. Following behind was a truck with a red cross on it, and at the end was a truck full of soldiers.

Two minutes later, the convoy approached with billowing yellow dust. The open-top Willys Jeep stopped directly in front of him, and a large American captain officer who was at least two meters tall jumped out of the car.

He came down and casually raised his hand and saluted Ron.

"You are Lieutenant Colonel Ron." After Ron returned the salute, he looked down at Ron condescendingly and said, "My name is McCain, and I am a doctor. It seems that there should be nothing wrong with you, but some routine examinations are still necessary.

Less."

Ron took a small step back. This aspect made it easier for people to see the semi-conscious man behind him. On the one hand, it was also because he was not used to holding his head up and looking up at others during conversations: "I'm sure there's nothing wrong with me."

, but there is indeed someone here who needs first aid."

Dr. McCain's assistant also got out of the car, carrying a first aid box in his hand. Seeing this, he immediately opened the box and handed the mask, gloves and other items to the doctor.

McCain quickly put on his mask and gloves. At the same time, he did not forget to warn Ron: "Sir, you'd better stay away from him! You know, this is not the United States. Damn it! This is China! Here

There are fleas, lice, mosquitoes, flies, rats and countless other infectious diseases everywhere!”

Then he opened the man's eyelids, looked up, raised his head and said: "I knew it was like this, another extremely malnourished guy. There are already some signs of organ failure. If you are an American, you have to use a lot

A lot of drugs and many, many methods can save him. But fortunately, he is Chinese, and hanging a bottle of glucose on him can probably save his life. First, carry him to the ambulance... Although this

There are too many to count, but since we encounter each other, we have to save one by one..."

After speaking, McCain snapped his fingers, and several Chinese people pulled a stretcher out of the ambulance. A guy who looked like a small person in charge came over and took a look, then covered his nose and shouted: "Hurry up!

You guys! Carry this guy up who has no chance of feeding the dog."

After saying that, he turned around again and smiled flatteringly at Ron and McCain, the gold teeth in his mouth shining brightly in the sun: "If you say that this country bumpkin has a hard life, he can always meet noble people.

. Let me tell you, Dr. Mai, you are so kind-hearted. Even though he is worth less than a dog, you are always willing to save him. You are such a good Christian!"

McCain ignored him, only turned to Ron and said: "Sir, I suggest you not get in the ambulance and ride in the jeep with me. The smell will be very bad if that person is in it, and he

There may be some messy little bugs on his body. We can take care of him."

Then he turned to his assistant and said: "Jim, go to that car and help me keep an eye on it. Don't let them secretly take our glucose to the black market."

After getting on the jeep, Ron started chatting with McCain, and then he realized that this guy and Ron were from the same hometown.

"Oh, by the way, that person who was bitten by a dog, should he get some rabies vaccine?"

"Rabies vaccine?" McCain stared at Ron in surprise, "If he were an American or an officer, he would have had this. But he is just a strong man!"

McCain said the word "strong man" in Chinese, with a strange accent and a bit of gritted teeth.

"Do you know what a strong man is? No need to guess, I'm sure that when you were a child, none of the stories your mother told you to scare you were more tragic and terrifying than this. The so-called strong man means being drafted into the army

soldiers, but what is different from the United States is that they will be treated inhumanely on their way to the army. Compared with their experiences, the black slaves in "Uncle Tom's Cabin" are as happy as in heaven

.Did you know? On the way to the army, half of them will die due to malnutrition and disease! Damn, maybe more than half! A journalist friend of mine told me that there was a team of strong men who set out from Sichuan and arrived in Yunnan

At that time, less than one-tenth of the population was left. I also saw with my own eyes many people who were too weak to walk due to illness or simply malnutrition, and were left in the wilderness to wait for death. In the end, they died.

Only God knows how much. When I first came to China, when I saw these things, I just... didn’t understand why they didn’t rebel!”

He stopped, then shrugged, and said: "But you have to get used to it. This is China - a country with millions, maybe hundreds of thousands, of people and hundreds of millions of livestock. And it is a war period, with inconvenient transportation and lack of supplies.

Scarcity - it’s not enough to make a fortune in the black market, so even if it comes to a strong man, he can only rely on God’s blessing.”

Ron also knew a little bit about hunks back then. He still remembered watching a black-and-white movie called "Catching hunks" when he was a child. When watching that movie, everyone thought it was too exaggerated. I'm afraid it was just for publicity.

, how could the real situation be like this? But now...

It was noon, the sun was shining brightly, but no one in the car was talking anymore. Only the oncoming mountain wind blew the faint barking of the wild dogs into the Luo River intermittently.
Chapter completed!