Long Yuehong's body was a mix of red and black, with many areas bordering on a bloody mess.
He lay there, appearing completely still.
Unlike his usual self, Shang Jianyao didn't try to shake him awake. He quickly assessed the injuries, retrieved a non-card biological agent from the first aid kit, and injected it directly into Long Yuehong's body.
As a major force on the greylands known for its expertise in biology and medicine, "Pangu Biology's" capabilities in this area were undeniably outstanding. The effects of the non-card were immediate. Long Yuehong, who was barely breathing, stabilized instantly, though he remained unconscious.
Shang Jianyao then used other items from the first aid kit to treat the numerous wounds, both large and small, on Long Yuehong's body.
"He's almost wrapped like a mummy..." Jiang Baimian, having calmed down, also arrived on the scene.
She snatched the bandages and other supplies from Shang Jianyao's hands, demonstrating what textbook battlefield first aid looked like.
Shang Jianyao didn't insist. He retrieved Jiang Baimian's tactical backpack, took out her medical kit, and replenished the dwindling supplies.
On the other side, Bai Chen finally stopped tearing and biting, and raised her head.
Her face was covered in blood, streaked with trails washed by tears.
Asuosi was barely breathing, blood sprayed everywhere.
Regaining her senses, Bai Chen stood up in a panic and looked toward Long Yuehong.
Seeing that Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao were focused on first aid, not yet showing any signs of grief, she felt a little relieved. She bent down to pick up a "Joint 202" rifle nearby and aimed it at Asuosi's head.
Huff, Bai Chen took a deep breath and pulled the trigger.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
She fired three shots in quick succession, turning Asuosi's head into a shattered watermelon.
Having done that, Bai Chen hurried over to Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao.
Seeing that the first aid was still ongoing and unable to help, she quickly grabbed the "Joint 202" and rushed into the bedroom, firing a few more shots into Christina, leaving no room for surprises.
Then, she tore down the bedsheets, blankets, and other items in the bedroom to create a makeshift stretcher.
At this moment, Jiang Baimian finished the battlefield first aid and turned to Shang Jianyao, saying:
"He needs surgery as soon as possible.
"Quick, get a stretcher and get Xiaohong into the car."
Long Yuehong's current condition was not suitable for carrying on the back or supporting him, as either would rapidly worsen his injuries.
As soon as Jiang Baimian finished speaking, Bai Chen dragged the makeshift stretcher out of the bedroom.
It's great to have teammates who are so tacit and experienced... Jiang Baimian praised silently, suppressing her worried feelings and calling out to Shang Jianyao to carefully move Long Yuehong onto the stretcher.
During their busy work, Bai Chen ran to Asuosi's body and took a withered, bookmark-like flower from the chest pocket of his shirt.
"Do you want it?" she asked Shang Jianyao urgently.
Shang Jianyao asked in return:
"Can it lighten Xiaohong's injuries?"
"No." Bai Chen answered immediately.
This thing's purpose is to make people's "desires explode." Using it on a severely wounded person is like wanting him to die even faster?
"Then we don't need it." Shang Jianyao said without the slightest regret.
Without saying much, Bai Chen threw the "Six Senses Beads" back to Shang Jianyao, then picked up the "Old Task Force's" weapons, grabbed the dried flower, and rushed into the bathroom, throwing it directly into the drain.
After securing the unconscious Long Yuehong on the stretcher, Jiang Baimian had Bai Chen lift the other end.
She said to Shang Jianyao:
"You're in charge of covering us."
Saying that, she flashed a slightly frightening but not quite smiling smile:
"Take the 'Angel of Life' necklace. Slay any god or Buddha in our way!"
"Okay." Shang Jianyao not only held the "Angel of Life" necklace, but also put the Six Senses Beads on his left wrist.
The ornament woven from black hair had completely lost its luster, crumbling and scattering with the slightest touch.
——The energy of the "Ring of Blindness" was exhausted, a little faster than Shang Jianyao had expected.
Without time to check if Christina had any valuables, the "Old Task Force" rushed out of the room, fighting against time.
Jiang Baimian glanced at the distance and saw a man lying unconscious in the hallway, his bio-electrical signals stable and not in immediate danger.
She withdrew her gaze, and with Bai Chen, supported by Shang Jianyao, carried Long Yuehong into the elevator, returning all the way to the bottom floor.
By this time, someone had called the police, and several members of the "Order of Hands" had gathered downstairs.
Jiang Baimian, who had already put on some disguise, carried the stretcher and walked over calmly, saying to the "Order of Hands" members:
"There are two thugs upstairs, suspected wanted targets. They had a gunfight with us, and wounded one of our companions."
She spoke these words with confidence, even with a hint of authority.
After leaving General Fu Kasi's residence, the "Old Task Force" wore proper city defense force uniforms and had documents and paperwork!
Seeing Shang Jianyao present his credentials, one of the peacekeepers asked quickly:
"What happened to those two thugs?"
"They've been killed. You go and take care of the scene," Jiang Baimian instructed.
Her appearance was now closer to a Red River person, but it was still obvious that she was very beautiful.
The "Order of Hands" members did not suspect anything and rushed towards the elevator.
Jiang Baimian led Bai Chen, carrying the stretcher with steady steps, out of the apartment and found their military green jeep nearby.
After settling Long Yuehong in the back seat, watched over by Shang Jianyao, Bai Chen jumped into the driver's seat and started the car.
"Where to?" she asked urgently.
Jiang Baimian assessed the distance:
"Go to Antenna Street, find a black clinic."
It was faster to get to Antenna Street from here than back to the Golden Apple District. Besides, even if they found General Fu Kasi, they would have to go through several twists and turns to get a doctor. It was more convenient to go directly to a black clinic.
As for the level of skill, the doctors at the black clinics might not be good at anything else, but they were definitely experts in treating gunshot wounds and blast injuries. Jiang Baimian's only worry was that they wouldn't have complete equipment.
Bai Chen didn't say anything, and slammed the accelerator, speeding through the Green Olive District.
"Slow down," Jiang Baimian said quickly.
Bai Chen didn't respond, maintaining the current speed, relying on her superb driving skills and familiarity with the roads to barely avoid any accidents.
Jiang Baimian calmed down and said seriously:
"Haste makes waste. Aside from whether or not there will be an accident, driving this fast will definitely look suspicious to the helicopters and drones above. Then, it'll be troublesome to be intercepted by the 'Order of Hands' and the city defense force at every level."
Bai Chen finally listened, released the accelerator, slowed down the car, making the jeep less conspicuous, but still relatively fast.
Jiang Baimian turned her body and looked at the back seat, saying to Shang Jianyao:
"I've given you all the non-cards. If Xiaohong's condition isn't right, give him an injection. You must help him hold on until we get to Antenna Street."
As for the problems that an overdose might cause, they couldn't worry about that now.
"Okay." Shang Jianyao answered very concisely, unlike his usual self.
Jiang Baimian steeled her nerves and used the radio transceiver to inform Genaeva of the situation, telling him that reinforcements might be delayed, and that there would most likely only be two people. She told him to take Han Wanghuo and Zeng Duo to take action if they could, and if they couldn't, to wait for the rendezvous, and then they would find a way.
Due to the unrest caused by the citizens' gathering and the subsequent searches, there were not many cars on the roads. The "Old Task Force" drove the jeep to Antenna Street in less than fifteen minutes.
Most of the shops here were still closed. The local snakes hadn't lifted the alarm and crawled out of their holes.
Bai Chen didn't care about these things, and parked the car directly in front of the clinic where Han Wanghuo had been treated.
The clinic door was also closed, but there was some movement coming from the residential area on the second floor.
Jiang Baimian pushed the door and got out of the car, came to the roller shutter door of the clinic, and knocked hard a few times.
The banging echoed, but no one responded.
Jiang Baimian didn't waste any time. She drew the "Joint 202" and fired a few shots at the lock of the roller shutter door.
After three bangs, she bent down, lifted the door with her left hand, and easily opened it.
"Come down!" she shouted at the second floor.
The black clinic doctor with gold-rimmed glasses upstairs looked out the window and saw a tall man guarding the street with a grenade launcher. He immediately gave up the idea of jumping out of the building to escape.
He walked nervously down to the first floor and looked at Jiang Baimian:
"Is, is there anything I can do for you?"
"Can you do surgery? Our companion has been injured by a blast," Jiang Baimian asked succinctly.
The doctor with gold-rimmed glasses wanted to say no, but looking at the other person's stance, he didn't dare to perfunctorily answer.
That dark muzzle was really scary!
"I can, but I'm not a Judge. I can't save those who are too badly injured," he said as a precaution.
"Carry Xiaohong in," Jiang Baimian ordered Shang Jianyao and Bai Chen.
"Then I'll go to the operating room in the back to prepare," the black clinic doctor said, pointing to the area behind the clinic.
Jiang Baimian did not let him act alone, afraid that he would find a chance to run away.
After making the corresponding preparations and calling his assistant down to help, the doctor saw Long Yuehong, who had been carried onto the operating table.
He carefully examined him and blurted out:
"Still alive?"
With such injuries, those with slightly weaker physical fitness would probably die on the spot.
"We have some emergency injections," Jiang Baimian put the remaining non-cards on the side, "Use them as you please."
The doctor no longer spoke and entered the zone.
Seeing his movements skillful and unpracticed, Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao, and Bai Chen, who had put on surgical gowns, took a few steps back respectively to avoid disturbing the other party.
After performing surgery for a while, the black clinic doctor opened his mouth to remind them:
"Your on-site handling was perfect, the patient's physical fitness is also good, and he's also lucky. I have suitable blood for him to transfuse here, so there is still a good chance that he will survive.
"But he will definitely be crippled. His right hand and arm basically can't be saved."
Hearing this, Jiang Baimian felt quite sad and vaguely remembered an item that had been forgotten by the team for a long time.
Shang Jianyao then directly opened his mouth and said:
"We have a mechanical arm, can you help us install it?"
The "Old Task Force" had previously traded for a T1 multi-functional mechanical arm from Lehman, an arms dealer from "United Industries."