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The next day, when the sun came out, it looked like a huge ball of fire burning the earth. The clusters of camel thorns were drooping with pointed thorns, as if they could not withstand the rolling heat waves.

Fugui sat in the car and listened to his comrades singing songs loudly in the car. Although their singing could almost be compared with noise, they could still feel their happiness.

He asked himself secretly: How long hasn't I been venting so happily? Since Yan Zi left, his heart has been very depressed. Whenever he thinks of it, his heart always twitches and feels a piercing pain.

Without that thought in the distance, it is really lonely and empty!

The engine of the car made a low sound, speeding in the uninhabited Gobi Desert. The flying dust behind the car was like a thick wolf smoke, following their shadows. He suddenly thought of human memories. In fact, human memories are like these flying dust. If people move forward, they cannot get rid of their former memories.

Until we got on the asphalt road, the white sun became stronger and shining on the narrow road surface, emitting a dazzling white light.

The comrades may not be able to stand the heat waves that rise up, and gradually stopped the "noise", wiped their sweat listlessly, and slapped the damn weather on their seats. Fugui smiled. Although the heat waves were so hot, they could still feel their happiness from their mutual jokes. Sometimes people are like this, the harsh environment sometimes cannot affect their comfortable mood!

Xiaoyu slowly slowed down the speed of the car: "There is traffic jam again."

The sleepy Fugui opened his eyes. Sure enough, under the scorching sun, the cars in front lined up in a long convoy. Many people gathered in the shade behind the car and kept fanning with towels, talking about something nervously.

Fugui poked his head out of the car window and asked a person standing there looking forward: "Master, what's wrong with the front?"

The man looked at Fugui, looked down at their military signs and said, "It's a car crash. Oh, I heard that several injured people are still trapped in the car and can't get out." After that, he shook his head and left.

"Damn it, why don't you go to save someone who is injured even though you know he is still stuck in the car? People are no longer humane now." Yang Aiguo suddenly closed the car door and waved his hand to Xiaoyu: "Open the alarm, drive through the sidewalk, and save people quickly."

The car slowly moved forward less than half a kilometer, and there was really no road ahead. Liming and Yang Aiguo stopped the car and jumped down: "Everyone get out of the car, walk over, it's important to save people."

As soon as Fugui jumped out of the car, a middle-aged woman ran over from the crowded cracks in tears. Because of anxiety, her sweat on her body soaked her clothes and pressed her tightly against her body. Seeing Fugui and others, she rushed over and begged anxiously: "Comrades in the People's Liberation Army, our car has an accident. Please help me, go and save them."

Sateng, who was in the car behind, came up to help her comfort her: "Sister-in-law, don't worry, where is your car?"

Fugui saw that there were many holes on the woman's clothes, and her white top and faint blood. When the woman saw them agreeing, she showed a hint of hope on her anxious face, and she didn't even bother to wipe the sweat on her face. She turned around and pointed at the front and said, "It's right in front. Comrades of the People's Liberation Army, please go and save people quickly." After that, she started crying "whimper".

Liming took off his shirt and threw it in the car, grabbed Sun Yuguang who was coming from behind and said, "Look at the car and check the injuries on his sister-in-law."

Fugui rushed to the scene of the car accident and saw a van being severely deformed by a transport vehicle, and the ground was in a mess. He saw the driver's head fall on the steering wheel from the broken windshield, motionless, and several wounded people in the seat behind moaned faintly.

Fugui tried to open the car door, but due to the deformation of the vehicle, the door could no longer be opened. He stretched out his hand and explored the driver's breath, and was exhausted.

Dawn turned around and asked the onlookers: "Who has a crowbar in the car?"

A driver took out a crowbar from the truck next to him and handed it to him. Liming ordered: "Call the nearby hospitals quickly and ask them to send an ambulance to come quickly, thank you."

After they tried their best to pry open the car door and saw that the car was covered with blood, Liu Long jumped into the car and lifted three wounded men with his comrades out of the car. Fugui checked the injuries and knew that the three people were not in danger of their lives, but were in a coma.

"Fugui, come up and help." Liu Long shouted anxiously.

Fugui jumped into the car and saw that the two people in the middle seat had no breath. Only one middle-aged man in the back seat was leaning down there with a sallow complexion. His legs were penetrated by the broken iron pipe of the seat, and blood was flowing.

Fugui and Liu Long carefully pulled his legs off the iron pipe and handed them to Xiaoyu and An Xiuguo under the car.

Fugui jumped out of the car, Yang Aiguo and Li Ming bandaged the wounds. He went to tear open the middle-aged man's trouser legs. Seeing that his wound was still bleeding, he frowned and quickly took out his first aid kit to bandage him, but the wound was too big and he couldn't stop the blood.

An Xiuguo came over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Fugui lifted up his clothes and wiped his sweat and sighed: "His wound is too serious and he is still bleeding."

Liming took out two bullets from the pistol and handed them to Fugui: "Drag the bullet and use gunpowder to stop the bleeding."

Fugui took out a dagger, carefully sawed the bullet open, and poured out the pale yellow medicine surface. Liming took a towel from the car and stuffed it into the man's mouth and ordered: "Bit tightly, hold on." After that, nodded at Fugui.

Fugui carefully poured the medicinal noodles into the man's wound. Seeing that the man was looking at him nervously, he smiled encouragedly: "Don't be afraid, it will be heal soon." After that, he took out the lighter and lit the medicinal noodles.

With a bad smell of burnt smell, the man howled in pain and fainted. Liming checked the wound, then looked into the man's breath, and said to the woman who had been crying beside him: "Sister-in-law, don't worry, his wound has stopped bleeding and is not in danger of life."

Xiaoyu looked at the watch and was a little anxious: "What should I do if the ambulance hasn't arrived yet?"

Yang Aiguo looked at the wounded who was lying on the ground and moaning and said, "Why don't we take them to the hospital with our car? It's important to save people."

Li Ming nodded: "That's all." After saying that, he smiled at Fugui: "You and Sateng drive, Xiaoyu and Sun Yuguang take care of the wounded, we'll be waiting for you here."

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It was already afternoon when Fugui and his friends arrived at the provincial capital. They found a dry cleaner to wash away the blood stains on their bodies and hurriedly bought good things. It was already dark.

Fugui came out of the store and was a little tired. He jumped into the car and sat in a comfortable seat to rest for a while. As soon as Sateng came out, he called him: "Get out of the car quickly, let's find a place to eat."

When Fugui heard about eating, he remembered that he hadn't eaten for a day. No wonder he didn't feel any strength. He jumped out of the car and happened to hear Liming asking everyone: "Who treats to dinner today?"

Several comrades looked at each other and replied in unison: "You!"

Li Ming stood on the steps and stared at them for a moment, said, "Why is it me? This is the most fair." After that, he looked at Fugui and snarled: "I'm right?"

Fugui knew that he was looking for a scapegoat again, so he pretended not to see it and agreed with his comrades.

Li Ming sighed helplessly and looked at a snack bar not far away and said, "Do you guys know what is the most famous here? That's ramen. Today I'll treat you to ramen, each one, which is not enough to pay for it yourself."

"Bah." Yang Aiguo looked at him disdainfully: "I knew you were an iron rooster now. You wanted to send us a bowl of ramen? Do you think of us as beggars?" After saying that, he winked at everyone: "Do you agree to eat ramen?"

Fugui smiled and looked at Liming and said, "You have the highest salary, right? We really want to kill you and make up for your wedding banquet, you can't escape. Tell me, which hotel you go to?"

Liming stood there and did not move. Fugui pulled him to the car: "Stop being stubborn, sooner or later, you should treat him, so be generous."

Liming struggled for a few times and said, "Okay, let's go out today, but I'll explain in advance that no one is allowed to drink tonight."

Xiao Yu drove a few turns on the street, and finally stopped in front of a hotel with brilliant lights, turned around and smiled at Liming: "This one is it? Don't look at the decoration, but the food is very affordable."

Fugui jumped out of the car, looked at the hotel's style, and pulled Xiao Yu: "You guy is so naughty. How much does it cost to have a meal? Let's change your house."

Xiaoyu pretended not to hear him, locked the car door and walked towards the huge glass door with Yang Aiguo.

Li Ming stood there and looked at the grand hotel with a look of frustration: "If you are not careful in making friends, you are absolutely careless!" Fugui saw that he didn't leave, so he had to come back. He heard Li Ming muttering to himself: "Why did I make friends with you so many friends?"

Fugui smiled and asked quietly: "Didn't you bring enough money? Don't worry, I still have it here. Let's go."

Liming patted his pocket and said, "Do you look down on others? Tell you, there is nothing else now, but you don't lack money. You can eat whatever you want today, but there is one thing, I don't have enough money, you all pay for it."

When I entered the hall, it was very cool, and it was like two worlds with the stuffiness outside. Two very beautiful waiters came up with a smile and bowed slightly: "Hello sir."

"Not good." Li Ming muttered in ambiguous way.

Fugui nodded to the waiter: "Hello." After saying that, he caught up with Liming: "What's wrong with you boy? He is so polite, and you are still stinking your temper here!"

There are many people dining in the hall, and under the warm lights, there is a noble and peaceful atmosphere everywhere.

Yang Aiguo, who was already sitting in the hall, waved to them, Fugui and Li Ming smiled: "This kid is so fast."

When they sat down, Xiaoyu smiled and said, "I have ordered good food. I tell you, I don't know anything else, and ordering food is the best."

Liu Long picked up the tea and took a sip, looked around and said, "Everyone is drinking, should we do less?"

Leonie picked up the menu and looked at it, nodded and said, "Then let's have a beer bar for each person, don't drink too much."

Sateng called the waiter and said, "Comrade, come two bottles of white wine, and it's about 100 yuan."

Yang Aiguo nodded and said, "Just drink two bottles, and we won't drink too much from seven of us, so each one should be even." After that, he looked at Liming and smiled: "Is it enough to be economical? Liming, in fact, you should be generous when treating a meal. Don't embarrass people outside, because you are not losing your own people, but losing the face of the entire brigade. Today, you have to bite the bullet even if you eat 1,000 yuan. This is a matter of face."

Liu Long responded with the answer: "Yes, it's a good thing, this is a matter of face. People, you can't lose face if you lose anything."

Li Ming glared at him: "Do you still have the face?" After saying that, he looked at everyone and said, "Hey, tell you a story: Once I came here to do business, I'm fine at night, so I went out to eat at night market." After saying that, he pointed at Liu Long and said, "This person has to cook a river snail. Hey, the river snail has come up, but no one knows how to eat it. So, the old man said, "I know, this thing needs to be smashed to eat, but we listened to him and smashed it with a beer bottle. But after eating for a long time, the sand in our mouths was so uncomfortable. Why do we feel weird? The people next to us no longer eat it, and they looked at us with weird eyes. Later, the waiter told us that the river snail was picked up by toothpicks. When we faced so many people, we almost didn't feel bad."

Amid everyone's laughter, Liu Long blushed and chewed for a long time. He happened to see the waiter serving the food and said awkwardly: "Don't talk about this anymore, have a meal first."

Fugui poured wine for everyone, and saw Xiaoyu staring at the waiter's back, and asked him in confusion: "What are you doing? Are you not hungry?"

Xiaoyu blushed and said embarrassedly: "I found a problem. Have you seen it? Why does this waiter always look at me and smile? You guys, is she a little interested in me?"

Li Ming laughed: "I'm crazy about my wife? You don't even look at your crooked image. Can someone like you? They're a smile service, do you understand?"

Xiaoyu scratched his head, picked up the wine and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Of course I know, this is a joke."

After eating something, Fugui didn't feel so hungry. He stood up and was about to pour wine for his comrades, but suddenly a woman screamed from behind him, followed by a sound of falling plates.

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