At night, the Trinity Institute's convoy chose a campsite on the side of the road. The location was chosen by Wang Jing. In Ren Xiaosu's opinion, the medical guru had chosen the location of the campsite quite carefully.
Ren Xiaosu and Yang Xiaojin looked at each other. He said in a low voice, "The terrain is flat, and the location is relatively high. It's close to a water source and avoids the mountain pass that leads to the water source. There aren't any wild animals passing through here. He's an expert."
Off to the side, Wang Jing gave the doctors pointers on how to set up the tents. He said with a smile, "I've been going to the Kong Clan quite a lot over the years. Since y 'all came out with me this time, you can take a look as well. The world outside the stronghold is much vaster than inside the stronghold, so you can also learn how to set up camp in the wilderness. I'm getting old, and sooner or later, I won't even be able to walk. At that time, y' all will have to lead the team to the Kong Clan."
A middle-aged man adjusted his glasses and said with a smile, "You're still in good health, so you can take us on a few more trips."
Wang Jing shook his head. "I can't. My health is getting worse every year, and my legs are starting to hurt too. I can't compare to you young people. The distance from Stronghold 64 to the Kong Clan is 310 kilometers. Even if the vehicles don't break down along the way, it'll still take us three days to get there. If anything happens, we'll have to repair the vehicles ourselves. I remember when I was young, it suddenly snowed heavily one spring. We thought it was spring, so we didn't bring our anti-skid chains with us. In the end, the 310-kilometer journey took us half a month. It was only when the snow completely melted that we finally arrived at the Kong Clan. "
The doctors off to the side listened quietly. Although these stories would not be of any practical help to everyone, they sounded very interesting.
Ren Xiaosu pretended to be clumsily setting up the tents while Yang Xiaojin started a campfire. As the saying went, while the layman enjoyed the show, the expert knew the ropes. Having been camping for so many years, Wang Jing was a little surprised when he saw how skilled Yang Xiaojin was at starting a fire. However, he did not say much about it. After all, this girl was only following Ren Xiaosu here and was not considered a member of the Trinity Institute.
Wang Jing did not think too much about it. He just felt that this girl was quite good at working.
He continued to talk about his past experience. "Back then, the road to and from the Kong Clan was very broken. We were trapped in the snow and couldn't move. At that time, we were in a bad relationship with the Wang Clan. The Wang Clan was not willing to rescue us. They probably thought that it would be best for us to retreat. We were short on food and clothing in the wilderness. In the end, we even ran out of gas, and we almost froze to death in the car. You guys know Dong Li, right? He's the director of the first hospital in Stronghold 62. He used to be one of the best in cardiovascular surgery, but two of his fingers froze and he couldn't perform surgery anymore. "
"There was another time when we ran into bandits. Luckily, they saw that we were doctors, so they only took some medicine and let us go. After that, all of us doctors from the Trinity Institute went back to practice target practice. Didn't you guys ask me why we need guns for medical exchanges? It's because of this."
A middle-aged doctor next to him smiled and said, "Do you think Old Man Wang brings me along every time he goes out because my medical skills are good? No, it's because I'm the best at shooting! "
Wang Jing rambled on about a lot of things in the wilderness. Basically, it was all about interesting anecdotes from the academic exchanges over the years. It was more vivid than what Ren Xiaosu had imagined, and it was also more tiring for him.
Ren Xiaosu asked, "Don't you think it's tiring for the past few decades? What are you working so hard for?"
Wang Jing wanted to groom Ren Xiaosu, so he decided to say a little more. "It's for a career that we have in mind. Now that the medical field is in decline, there's a lot that needs to be done, so how can we work behind closed doors? Besides, it's not tiring for us at all. In ancient mythology, there was a great man who passed by his house three times but refused to enter. Do you know who he was? "
Ren Xiaosu had not really dabbled in ancient mythology, and there were no books about it in Library 88. He thought for a moment before answering, "The God of Fortune?"
Wang Jing was stunned. "Although your answer isn't right, you actually have some life experience in it …."
But at this moment, Ren Xiaosu was stunned. He turned around to look at Yang Xiaojin and realized she had also sensed someone was quietly approaching them.
Yang Xiaojin's hand slowly reached behind her back where she hid a pistol. She whispered, "Do you want to make a move?"
He pressed down on Yang Xiaojin, then turned to Wang Jing and said with a smile, "Did you bring a gun? Can I take a look at it? I've never seen a real gun in my life."
The middle-aged man who had spoken earlier smiled and said, "You can't play around with guns. You've never touched one before. It won't be good if it goes off by accident."
Wang Jing waved it off. "It's fine, it's fine. I'm just taking a look. If you frequent this path in the future, you'll have to come into contact with firearms sooner or later."
Everyone could tell what Wang Jing was implying. He meant that he would often bring Ren Xiaosu along for medical exchanges in the future!
With that, Wang Jing took out a pistol from under his armpit. As a doctor, he actually carried a gun with him all year round. However, Ren Xiaosu was not surprised. He and Yang Xiaojin had already noticed this a long time ago.
Ren Xiaosu smiled and said, "Is it loaded? Can I try shooting it? "
The middle-aged man said, "It's better for you to go back to the stronghold's shooting range to practice."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ren Xiaosu saw a red dot light up on Liang Ce's chest. A voice came from the forest north of the campsite. "Everyone, stand up and put your hands behind your heads. Put your guns on the ground, or I'll shoot him to death."
Ren Xiaosu looked at the red dot on Liang Ce's chest. This person was even holding a gun with a laser sight. Why would a normal person carry such a thing? Could they have really run into a Kong Clan deserter?
The northerners were gradually migrating south. It was no longer bandits wreaking havoc in the wilderness but deserters.
It looked like the world was about to fall into chaos as the smell of gunpowder filled the air.
At this moment, everyone in the campsite stood up and put their hands behind their heads.
Liang Ce was a little nervous. He looked around but did not know who could save him. His gaze swept over the middle-aged man who claimed to be a better marksman. However, he saw that the man had already obediently put his gun on the ground.
As the people in the forest started approaching the campsite, Ren Xiaosu whispered, "It sounds like there's only one person nearby, so I'll make my move. If he still has companions hiding in the distance, can you take care of them?"
Yang Xiaojin nodded gently.
To be honest, Ren Xiaosu and Yang Xiaojin did not think much of the deserter. If not for the fact that they had to conceal their identities and join the Kong Clan, the armed deserter would have died a long time ago.
The deserter walked out of the forest with several holes in his clothes. The camouflage paint on his face was mixed with dust, and his expression was so dirty that no one could see it clearly.
Yang Xiaojin took a look at his military uniform and confirmed it. "He's indeed a deserter from the Kong Clan."
The deserter slowly walked over and said in a cold tone, "I'm sorry, everyone, but there's nothing I can do. The war in the North is too fierce, so I have to go south to beg for food. I'll have to trouble everyone to throw out all your money."
At this moment, the deserter looked at their vehicle. When he saw the red cross on the vehicle, he was overjoyed. "You're doctors? There's medicine in the car? You, go and move all the medicine into one of the vehicles. "
Liang Ce had no choice but to do as he was told since he was being held at gunpoint. When the deserter saw the medicine in the vehicle, he got excited. With so much medicine, he could definitely become a rich man in the South!
Wang Jing and the others did not say a word the entire time. If the deserter only wanted medicine, there was no need for them to resist. They could just give it to him.
But then he said to Liang Ce, "Move two barrels of spare gas from the other vehicles and put them in the trunk as well!"
Liang Ce continued to do as he was told. Ren Xiaosu suddenly felt that this guy was really unlucky. He was even the first to be targeted when they were robbed.
The deserter raised his gun and looked around the campsite. At this moment, he suddenly saw Meng Nan and Yang Xiaojin. When his gaze landed on the latter, he could not take it away. He said to Yang Xiaojin, "Get in the car and drive obediently. I'll let you go when we get south."
Bang!
The deserter stared blankly at his chest before slowly falling back.
Liang Ce trembled as he looked at Ren Xiaosu. However, he saw that Ren Xiaosu also had a fearful expression on his face. The muzzle of the gun in his hand was still smoking.
Liang Ce said nervously, "I thought you've never touched a gun before?"
Ren Xiaosu said in a trembling voice, "That's right, I've never touched a gun before. I admit that I made a bet, but since he wanted to threaten my girlfriend, one of you must die tonight. "
Liang Ce did not know whether to laugh or cry. But in the end, he still said solemnly, "Thank you!"
"Gratitude received from Liang Ce, + 1!"
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