Zhou Xiaoli fought at home, and Buck was almost the same.

When tribal militants began to charge for the desperate situation, casualties inevitably occurred, and people fell one after another. Buck, the military doctor, should indeed be on the court.

The gunfire was still fierce, even more intense than at the beginning. Since the timing of the ambush was not well controlled, most of the IS armed forces that fled out of the town were frightened by the ambush, a considerable number of them fled back to the town, which made the plan to drive the enemy out and then cut off the rear failed!

There were gunfire everywhere in the towns of one or two hundred families. The tribal militants in the ambush also stood up one after another. The helpless thing in the headphones was the orders that the contractors asked them to come down to support. This would lead to a more troublesome building gun battle, and the casualties rate would increase significantly!

However, for Buck, this was what he had done most before. He rushed over with a three or five hundred meters reserve space. However, out of fear of the guns on the mountain, Buck chose to lean against the blocked wall intentionally or unintentionally. First, a panicked young man who was hit on the thigh just after turning the corner of the house. Buck alertly reached out and turned from the bottom of the wall to pull the other person's collar and pulled it to him. The young man who had already covered his hands with blood subconsciously resisted. Buck swung out the short assault rifle on his butt, held the flat end with one hand, poked out his body, and aimed vigilantly at possible angles, so that his right hand could forcefully pull the wounded to the corner of the wall. Then, he put down his first aid kit and started to stop the bleeding and bandage. The slipknot on the bandage was beaten quickly and beautifully!

The young man finally realized that he was healing himself. He hugged Buck's legs eagerly and spoke incomprehensible language. Buck firmly spread his fingers and pointed to the corner of the wall in front of him for a brief moment: "Hide well! Wait for the end of the battle!"

Regardless of whether others could understand it or not, he pulled the rifle thrown to the wounded, and he had already jumped to the next wounded!

This is the battlefield military doctor. The focus at this time is to stop bleeding and first aid as much as possible, seize every opportunity to save your life. Next, the guy who was shot on the head doesn't have to worry about it, just touching the eyeball that was still barely rotating. This is just a subconscious action of biological functions, and the breath of life has begun to fade.

In just seven minutes, Buck had dragged out nine wounded people between town houses, and there were five bodies left alone. Seven or eight others had their bodies on them. He glanced at him and shook his head to signal him to make trouble first. He wanted to first aid the two unlucky guys who were shot in the chest and shoulders and neck in front of him, because some internal bleeding was not enough to block the holes outside, and he had to pull out the bloody wounds in such a situation where bullets were whistling everywhere.

Moreover, the military doctors in this situation must remain highly vigilant. They were wearing light blue medical gloves on their right hand and just fixed a miniature hemostasis forceps into the wounded's chest cavity when they heard a clang in the house next to them. The left hand quickly grabbed the rifle and jumped up and leaned against the door and shouted in English: "Who! Come out!"

At this moment, the armed personnel around Buck had already rushed over. Buck who stayed behind had no helpers, which was actually the most dangerous. These tribal militants did not have the habit of cleaning up houses, nor did they have the standardized operation skills of NATO soldiers. Buck was just like staying in an unknown battlefield around them, and dangers could be hidden everywhere.

The wounded on the ground was still twitching bloodily, and his eyes were turning white. At first, Buck thought that his nervous system was damaged. Now he seemed to have reacted. Since he started to treat the wounded, the wounded who could not speak was signaling to the room here!

Thinking of the wounded's gunshot wound was shot from the lumbar spine but penetrated the chest cavity, Buck thought the wounded was unlucky and turned around and was hit. Now it seems that he was probably shot by the cold gun behind him!

Without saying a word, Buck shook the smallest medical first aid kit on his back and threw it into the narrow door hole!

This kind of hilly and mountainous buildings in the Middle East with sparse trees generally do not have wooden doors, and there are not even cloth curtains that are common in Afghanistan. The door holes on the walls made of soil are very small. Adults have to bend down when they enter, and of course there is no door frame. The twenty-liter backpack flashes in the door hole with a black shadow, and a series of rapid gunfire sounds are coming out!

There was really a gunman inside, and Buck didn't hesitate at all. He took off a grenade from the back and jumped off the handle. He was silent for two seconds and threw it in again!

That feeling is no different from stuffing the lit firecrackers into the can when I was a child. With a bang, Buck, who was pressed against the wall of the door, felt a wave of air and even shrapnel flying out of him. Then the people in the room should not have any angle to hide, and they would be bombed in all directions.

But Buck was still vigilantly and picked up a stone on the ground and threw it in, and he mischievously imitated the grenade handle that jumped away just now!

Really, for a skilled craftsman, he was very familiar with doing these movements, and tried to be as reasonable and effective as possible. It seemed that no one was scared by a fake grenade and shot or jumped out. Buck took off the medical flashlight from his waist and threw it in. There was light in the originally black room, but Buck did not go in, but turned around and continued to rescue the wounded.

After fifteen minutes, he leaned against the wall with a reclining posture, Buck turned around and took his rifle in to pick up his flashlight and backpack. If there was still a living mouth inside, it would have been too painful for the past fifteen minutes. No one could not react under such unknown pressure.

At this time, Buck is basically safe.

Three bodies were blown to death in the room!

Buck picked up the backpack that had been shot with two gun holes and used a flashlight to confirm that the other party was dead. He didn't care about the jihadist who looked like in the country, but suddenly had an idea, because there was a back door of a dozen square meter dirt house, and it could be seen that it was an empty yard. Buck pulled out his pistol and carefully poked out from here. The point was that the entire narrow yard, except for drying clothes and laying a blanket, the upper part could only see the sky but no mountains. These militants must have robbed this place. The former owner might have liked to sit here and stare blanket.

But Buck pulled out the quantum phone hidden in his waist and turned on it. For a short period of more than ten seconds, he alertly pointed the gun at the other side of the room. The moment he connected, he expressed his behavior in the shortest possible sentence: "I followed the NATO contractor to fight against IS armed forces in the Kurdish area, and in the sugar jar on the second floor of the cabinet in the small courtyard of the Polish farm!"

The staff members who were excited there didn't even have time to notify Lao Bai or Lao Jiang to communicate, so Buck had already hung up the phone and turned off the phone.

After receiving the news, Lao Bai and his team decided that the field staff who had been sent to the farmyard to contact Aiwa and his group before Ji Dongyang immediately went there without stopping, and found the shrapnel wrapped in rubber gloves with blood condensed from the sugar bowl, and his E-watch watch.

If you find a treasure!
Chapter completed!