"One, two, three, four!" Mengshan was overjoyed and asked his teammates, "Four surrendered, how many people did we capture?"

"Thirty-eight." Teammates said cautiously, "One less than the Duan Dao team."

"Eh?"

Meng Shan's smile suddenly sank.

He Lingchuan jumped over the rubble and saw the seriously injured member of the Mengshan team lying on the ground.

He was gone from the waist down, and blood and organs were bleeding all over the floor.

There is no cure for this kind of injury.

But he was still alive, watching He Lingchuan stretch out his hand with difficulty.

He Lingchuan stepped forward, took hold of it, and said in a deep voice:

"I'm here, we're all here."

Liu Tiao and others also came over.

They all recognized this man, and they had toasted to He Lingchuan in a restaurant not long ago. They heard that their house was upgraded this year, and he also had a lovely sister.

The Mengshan team also ran over, and when they saw the miserable state of their teammates, their faces also darkened.

The wounded man said something in a weak voice. He Lingchuan leaned close to his ear and barely heard two words:

"……go home……"
Chapter completed!