Chapter 169 Section 167

Panting heavily, Zhange staggered back to Baige. Bai Ge hugged it, and big tears fell on Zhan Ge.Wherever he touched, there were wet liquids, which glowed shockingly red under the moonlight. Those liquids came from the warm blood in the veins of War Song and Pitbull. Meng Hu lay on the ground in a daze, watching Bai Ge weep, took out a bandage from the first aid kit, and bandaged Zhan Ge's wound tremblingly. Zhange's body was covered with countless wounds. It had consumed most of its true strength, but it still endured the severe pain and stood upright alone, allowing its master to dispose of it.Taking advantage of the moonlight, Baige carefully sprinkled Yunnan Baiyao on Zhange's deepest wounds, the blood on his chest and ribs, and then wrapped it with gauze.

Meng Hu watched, his eyes moistened. The three cheetah team members quickly advanced from behind the two and disappeared into the sea of ​​poppies. Moonlit night, white moonlight; soldiers, wounded police dogs; sea of ​​bright red poppies, bright red blood, what a beautiful and tragic picture. After bandaging Zhan Ge, Bai Ge and Meng Hu heard calls from their earphones, and the three "Cheetahs" had already approached the small red brick building and issued an attack request. Bai Ge wiped his eyes and signaled Zhan Ge to squat down and rest on the spot.He put the flesh and the kettle in front of Warsong, and stroked its big head.

"Eat, you must hold on! This is an order!" Zhange grabbed the water bottle, raised his head and drank it. Bai Ge looked at his pet dog affectionately, flipped on the safety of his automatic rifle, turned around and said to Meng Hu, "It's up to us, let's go."