Gao Yang was a little uneasy. He looked at Grolev for a while and whispered, "I'm sorry."

Grolev looked at Gao Yang with some surprise and said, "Why do you say sorry?"

Gao Yang said bitterly: "Isn't the swordsman your friend?"

Grolev shook his head, put his hand on Gao Yang's shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "The relationship is not bad, it doesn't mean we are friends. In fact, what Nate said is right, there are no friends in mercenaries."

Without waiting for Gao Yang to refute, Grolev continued: "I and the swordsman have fought side by side, and we cooperated well, so the relationship is not bad, but it is just that the relationship is not bad. We are never friends. As mercenaries, today and on the same front as you, they may become enemies tomorrow. Then, will you show mercy to him?"

Grolev shook his head and said helplessly: "The enemy is always the enemy. Of course the enemy you know is still the enemy. If you don't kill him, he will kill you. Don't say that today I don't know that the swordsman is fighting us. So what if I know that? I will still shoot without hesitation and do everything I can to kill him."

Gao Yang sighed: "I know this, okay, I just feel a little sad for you and a little hard to accept."

Grolev smiled and said, "I'm not sad. I've been used to it. Hiring mercenaries on the side depends on who the employer is. Now we are doing well and can avoid the fate of mercenaries to the greatest extent. But we are still mercenaries after all, so this kind of thing cannot be avoided."

Dali patted Gao Yang on the shoulder, and Grolev smiled and said, "I just feel a little regretful, and I do feel sad about my acquaintances being dead, but don't care. I'm really used to it. This is not the first time, nor will it be the last time, so it's nothing. After all, I don't care. There are still many things waiting for you to do. Don't take this to heart."

After saying that, Grolev turned around and left again, but he said he didn't care, but Gao Yang felt that Grolev's back was very bleak.

Sighing, Gao Yang walked to Salim and said in a deep voice: "The things here end here. We have to leave quickly. Have you arranged a place to stay for us?"

Salim said a little embarrassedly: "I haven't had time to arrange this yet, I'll notify them of arrangements now!"

"It's okay, let's go back to the mountain first, there is no ready-made camp, that's it."

Salim was a little embarrassed and said embarrassedly: "The matter here has been dealt with. You don't plan to meet with Abdullah and the others. There are many follow-up matters that you need to discuss before you can decide. I think you'd better go now..."

Gao Yang interrupted Salim and said with a firm look on his face: "No, I'm a little tired. I want to go back to the camp to rest. If there is nothing important, I won't go to see Abdullah. If there is anything important, let him find me."

For some reason, Gao Yang really felt very tired.

The people from the Sharp Knife Commando had collected the bodies of their comrades. More than a dozen pickup trucks had already driven over, and then the bodies were carried one by one to the car and piled up. The back of the pickup truck was filled with corpses, and the wounded were still screaming softly.

Gao Yang pointed to the wounded and said to Salim: "What should they do?"

Salim looked at the wounded and said in a deep voice: "There will be a doctor to deal with them."

Gao Yang saw a soldier crying with a wounded man. He sat in the back of the pickup truck and placed the wounded man's head on his legs. The wounded man seemed not to die, but the young soldier cried like he had lost the man who had leaned on his legs forever.

The young soldier kept calling out to brother.

Seeing these soldiers who were used as cannon fodder, Gao Yang felt very uncomfortable and very uncomfortable. He always told himself that he was doing it right, but he didn't understand why he always felt guilty.

He pointed his finger and Gao Yang said calmly: "What's going on with them? He looks like his brother is dead, but in my opinion, his brother will not die."

Salim took a look and said with a little regret: "Such serious injury will definitely die."

Gao Yang thought about the medical conditions in Yemen, and then thought about the medical conditions that the Husai armed forces who had not yet controlled Sana'a City could have. After his heart trembled, he shook his head and said, "Forget it, leave these wounded men to me, and the bodies of those killed soldiers will be handed over to you."

He decided to be responsible for the wounded. Gao Yang said on the intercom: "Panda, and fat cat, I'm sorry, I've caused some trouble for you again."

On the walkie-talkie, Andy smiled bitterly and said, "I'm used to it."

Albert said in a deep voice: "Although my habit is to be... not friendly enough to these people, it is my duty."

If you want to treat the wounded, you can't waste your time. Gao Yang immediately shouted: "This place is not safe enough. The enemy will come back at any time. The car will set off immediately and send the wounded to our camp. Quick! Quick! Move faster!"

Salim said in surprise: "You want to treat these wounded people, can you?"

Gao Yang looked at Salim and said, "Believe me, I have the best surgeon in the world!"

Salim said with a hint of surprise: "But do you... have enough medicine?"

The number of injured people in the Sharp Knife Commando was more than all Satan's members, so Satan really didn't have enough medicine.

Gao Yangji said in surprise: "You won't even not provide me with basic medicines, right?"

Salim coughed twice, and then he said unnaturally: "This, our hospital has not been established yet. After all, it's just the beginning, so we will send the injured to the hospital in Sana'a City for treatment. However, we really haven't prepared the medicine yet, but it doesn't matter. I'll ask someone to go to the hospital to get some medicines right away."

Gao Yang was silent for a moment, nodded and said, "Take the medicine to me quickly. In addition, I'd better think of a solution first."

After saying that, Gao Yang shouted to several people who carried the wounded and the bodies back and forth: "Hey, you guys, who knows where the nearest hospital is?"

A man from the sharp knife commando was stunned for a moment, and nodded and said, "I know."

Gao Yang pointed to the soldier and shouted: "Put down your work and go to the hospital with us!"

"What are you doing? Are you sending the wounded? I'm afraid it won't work. It's a hospital controlled by the Zhengfu Army."

Gao Yang said seriously: "No, it's not that we sent the wounded, but that we went over and robbed some medicine."
Chapter completed!