"This is the battlefield!" The woman who brought Xiao Yuanchao into a private house in Basra City repeats this sentence. For more exciting novels, please visit

Women are very beautiful, not like Kurdish or Shia Arabs in Iraq, but more like mixed races: their noses are high and straight, their eye sockets are darker, their skin is fair, and their skeletons are wider.

"That's right, it's a battlefield." Xiao Yuanchao nodded.

"Since it's a battlefield, there is no need for mercy. Any civilian you think may launch a devastating attack on you." The woman patted Xiao Yuanchao on the shoulder and pointed to a sofa and said, "Let's go up and I'll help you with the wound."

This is a house located in the heart of Basra City. It is quite clean. The furniture is complete and the decoration is good, and it has not been hit by too many wars.

Xiao Yuanchao took off his equipment and took off his upper body's underwear, revealing his right back that was shot by the child, and lay on the sofa.

"My name is Mira, who belongs to the liaison officer of the Iraqi distribution of the lion dance troops. But I am not an Iraqi, or I am not a member of any country, because I have no nationality." While using medical alcohol, the woman clearly saw the wounds of Xiao Yuanchao's back, she glanced at the other wounds sealed by plastic film with her eyes, and continued: "People are detained by Kurdish armed forces in the mountains south of Basra City, and it is difficult to save them. The Kurdish armed forces are the most powerful armed forces in Basra, and their means are very vicious."

The blood flowed downward along Xiao Yuanchao's wound, flowing onto the sofa, forming a brown stain. The flesh of the wound after washing rolled up, showing a pale color.

"It seems that all the militants are sniping at me, right?" Xiao Yuanchao asked.

"Yes, all the militants in Basra are sniping you." Mira gently used medical equipment to spread open Xiao Yuanchao's wound and whispered: "I don't know how the news was leaked, but I know that the rescue is very difficult. This is the city center, and I must take you to the city center. Because the city center is much safer than the surrounding area, your injuries are no longer enough to carry you ongoing the rescue work. By the way, I would like to ask, you are the only one in the rescue team?"

While speaking, Mira used tweezers to penetrate Xiao Yuanchao's wound, looking for a bullet that could potentially beneath his body. As the tweezers entered, she immediately squeezed out a stream of blood from the wound that was no longer bleeding and flowed outward.

It hurts very much, but Xiao Yuanchao seemed to be a wooden man and did not feel any pain at all.

"One person is enough." Xiao Yuanchao let out a sigh of relief and said, "Take out the warhead as fast as possible, then bandage the wound in my way, and take me out of the city." Xiao Yuanchao said in an unquestionable tone.

"squeak……"

The whole tweezers squeezed into Xiao Yuanchao's body, and Mira looked for the bullet that she shot in with blood.

"Shh~"

In the pain, Xiao Yuanchao whistled heavily, and his body trembled slightly uncontrollably.

"I can't take you out of the city, that will kill you." Mira said in the same tone: "My mission is to respond and provide necessary rescue, but it is definitely not support, do you understand?"

"squeak……"

The tweezers then penetrated into Xiao Yuanchao's wound, squeezing out a stream of dark blood. The tip of the tweezers stretched out and stirred Xiao Yuanchao's wound, searching for the position of the warhead.

If you stir the tweezers, it will cause a suffocating and severe pain. But there is no way. When the warhead is embedded in the body, you can only do this. Whether it is professional or unprofessional, whether it is a large hospital or a small hospital, you have to use this method to remove the warhead.

This is the most unbearable and the most terrifying thing on the battlefield. Many times, some professional soldiers on the battlefield are more like letting the warhead penetrate their bodies rather than embedded in them.

"Take support or rescue aside first, I'll give you half a minute to take out the warhead, because I'm almost unable to help it!" Lying on the sofa, Xiao Yuanchao gritted his teeth and let out a low growl.

His body was trembling and trembling violently. His two fists were only pinched due to severe pain, and the thick blood vessels on the back of his hands burst out clearly under the action of pinching the fists, which was extremely terrifying.

"Hold on for a while, it will be fine soon. The warhead has been found!" Mira tried hard to clamp the warhead embedded in the flesh with tweezers and said to Xiao Yuanchao: "If you want to scream loudly, then scream loudly. I'm very safe here and no one will disturb you."

Unfortunately, Xiao Yuanchao didn't shout, but just gritted his teeth tightly, endured it without saying a word. It was not his habit to shout loudly because of the pain, nor was it what he wanted to do.

He felt that the tweezers in Mira's hand were like a knife, constantly cutting in his body, as if the entire internal organ was hollowed out. That feeling was really...

"Bang!"

A warhead stained with flesh was picked up by Mira and threw it on the tray next to it.

The warhead was completely deformed. When it penetrated the ceramic bulletproof vest, the originally sharp warhead almost turned into an ellipse. It was precisely because it turned into an ellipse that Xiao Yuanchao's wound appeared to explode.

After removing the warhead, Xiao Yuanchao immediately sat up and turned his back to Mira.

"It will hurt a little." Mira took out a sharp scalpel, held Xiao Yuanchao's shoulder with her left hand, and gave him a reminder.

"Come on." Xiao Yuanchao nodded.

The sharp scalpel stabbed inch by inch through the wound, and as Mira pushed her right hand became deeper and deeper.

As the scalpel stabbed in, a large stream of dark black blood with foam flowed outwards.

This is the cavity effect caused by using a knife to destroy the bullet's rolling in the body, releasing air and releasing blood stasis.

"Aren't you afraid that I will stab you to death?" Mira asked suddenly.

Hearing this sentence, Xiao Yuanchao narrowed his eyes. At this moment, he clearly felt the bitter murderous aura coming from Mira!

"What can Iraq bring to you in the war?" Xiao Yuanchao asked lightly: "Power? Money? Or the status you want?"

"Can you bring it to me..." Mira's face suddenly changed.

She strangled Xiao Yuanchao's neck, and the scalpel in her right hand penetrated tightly into Xiao Yuanchao's body, and whispered: "As long as my knife moves forward half a centimeter, you will be dead!"

This is an absolute fact. At this moment, Xiao Yuanchao's life is in Mira's hand. As long as she wants, she can easily kill Xiao Yuanchao!

"Haha, I'm not afraid." Xiao Yuanchao smiled.

He smiled fearlessly because he was really not afraid of death, not at all.

When he was a child, he was fearless of death. In Xiao Yuanchao's eyes, death is normal, it is nothing more than a time when it comes, that's all!
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