After killing the two rebels from the Red Shirt Gang, Qi Lin and Song Xiaodie continued to grop in the dark towards the entrance of the passage.

This passage to Shelter No. 188 was an abandoned subway project in the old era. The workers in the shelter accidentally dug through the dusty subway. Although several small landslides caused the death of three workers, the abandoned subway was quickly transformed into a passage connecting the two shelters and recorded in the underground shelter network in Huaxia.

After passing through an intersection, the space in front suddenly became widened. It was originally dug up to build a new underground farm. However, due to the existence of the passage, the location of the underground farmland was also transferred elsewhere.

In front of me is a distribution center similar to the old freight train station. Containers are piled up on the open space, and beside them are two rail cars used to transport supplies and personnel. Under the rail cars, two rails extend all the way into two bottomless caves on the rock wall.

This is the access to Shelter 188.

The power supply equipment at the station is independent, so the lighting equipment here is still operating normally, but there is no one in the huge space. There are only a few pools of blood on the ground that have not been completely dried up, which means that a battle has just happened here.

Even in a slum area, there will definitely be garrison guards in places like the tunnel station, and this place will immediately become the target of the Red Shirt Gang's attack.

The only thing Qi Lin was a little puzzled was that after the Red Shirt Gang captured the station, he did not send anyone to stay. I don’t know if it was too careless or because the battle on the front line was too tight.

But for him, this is good news.

Qi Lin looked around vigilantly, and after confirming that there was no movement, he ran to the side of a track car and squatted down lightly and quickly.

This is a zv003 freight rail vehicle. The body consists of a front and three car strips. It has a total length of 52 meters and a total load of 180 tons. The power source is a small nuclear fission reactor located in the front of the vehicle.

The door on the front of the railcar was not locked, and Qi Lin opened it with a light push. Although the energy used by this railcar is nuclear energy, it is no different from that of old-fashioned trains in terms of operation.

After passing a narrow corridor, Qi Lin got into the train's cab and saw that all the glass windows on one side of the cab were broken, and a body in the uniform of the performer fell on the floor of the cab.

The executor should be the driver of the railcar. When the rebellion broke out before, he was beaten to death by the rebels who rushed over through the window by the rebels. Qi Lin squatted down and groped on the body for a while. Fortunately, the key to the starting railcar was still on the executor and was not searched by the rebels.

After picking up the key, Qi Lin stood up. At this time, Song Xiaodie, who followed him, suddenly let out a soft cry and threw him to the ground!

“!!”

A gunshot resounded throughout the silent station. Qi Lin only felt that a warm liquid was pouring out from Song Xiaodie's abdomen pressing against him. When he reached out and touched, his hands were covered in blood!

"Grass!!"

Qi Lin immediately picked up 56 and a half. Through the reflection of the window glass on the other side, he could see a red shirt gangster holding an old bolt-moving rifle with a scope half-squatting on a container, and the muzzle in his hand was aimed at the cab where Qi Lin was.

"I actually hid on the container..."

This location happened to be the blind spot of the route Qi Lin ran in before, so he did not notice a rebel sniper lying ambushed on the container.

It would be much easier to determine the other party's position. Qi Lin quickly got up, raised 56 and a half and shot it, and the gunshot fell. The whole process took less than half a second.

"Xiaodie! Where is the wound?!" After killing the rebel sniper, Qi Lin immediately threw 56 and aside, squatted down, held Song Xiaodie in his arms, and asked repeatedly.

"The belly...it hurts so much..." Song Xiaodie gasped violently and said in great pain.

Qi Lin quickly tore open Song Xiaodie's clothes, and saw that the gun just rubbed the edge of the bulletproof insert and drilled into Song Xiaodie's abdomen, leaving round bullet holes on the surface of the abdomen, and blood was constantly pouring out of the bullet holes, dyeing the originally white and smooth belly as white as cream into bright red.

Qi Lin reached behind Song Xiaodie again and found that there was no bullet hole there, which means that the bullet still remained in Song Xiaodie's body.

"I'm so cold... so sleepy..." Song Xiaodie moaned in a low voice, her eyelids were about to close.

"Don't sleep! Don't sleep!" Qi Lin growled, tore a piece of clothing to pieces, let Song Xiaodie bite it, then pulled out the dagger, and started disinfecting the dagger with a lighter.

Hans once taught Qi Lin on the battlefield to deal with gunshot wounds, but this does not mean that the operation will definitely save the life of the person who was shot.

The sharp dagger cut the wound open, and in an instant, more blood gushed out. Qi Lin quickly took out a piece of gauze from his backpack and pressed it on the edge of the wound. At the same time, he slowly penetrated the tip of the dagger into the wound.

Although the bulletproof insertion plate failed to block the bullet, it greatly reduced the kinetic energy on the bullet. Therefore, the shot was not deep, and the dagger had only penetrated less than one-third, and the tip had already touched the hard warhead.

Qi Lin kept wiping the blood from his hand with the gauze. At this time, the gauze had already absorbed the blood and could squeeze out a lot of blood with a slight squeeze. However, blood continued to overflow from Song Xiaodie's wound, and her face became paler and paler.

"Hold on, it'll be fine soon"

Qi Lin said, raising the tip of the dagger, then stretched out two fingers with his other hand, clamped the bullet steadily, and took it out of Song Xiaodie's body.

After taking out the bullet, Qi Lin continued to hold the dagger and cut the necrotic flesh and blood near the wound bit by bit. If these necrotic tissues are not cut off, the wound will not only fail to heal, but will also have a great risk of infection.

Suddenly, Qi Lin discovered that Song Xiaodie's moan had stopped after just taking out the bullet. When she turned her head, she found that the girl's eyes were closed and she had fainted.

"Don't die...Don't die..."

After throwing off the minced meat on the tip of the knife, Qi Lin opened the backpack fortunately prepared before, so the medicines in the backpack were all available.

Qi Lin took out a bottle of hydrogen peroxide and began to rinse the wound on Song Xiaodie's abdomen. At the same time, he took out a piece of medicinal cotton and stuffed it into the wound. Then, he bit open a bottle of hemostatic powder with his teeth and poured it on.

Finally, the wound is bandaged with gauze and bandage.

Qi Lin put his blood-stained hand on Song Xiaodie's artery on the neck side of the artery, although the pulse was very weak, at least there was still.

"Don't die...please, don't die..."

Qi Lin carefully picked up Song Xiaodie, placed it behind the cab, then pulled over a backpack, took out all the hard objects inside, and placed them under the girl's head.

With the current conditions, this is all he can do for Song Xiaodie.

In this empty underground space, gunfire can be heard far away, and it took more than ten minutes to perform an emergency surgery on Song Xiaodie. If there were other rebels in the slums, if we calculated the time, they would almost come here.
Chapter completed!