Chapter 55: Saving Others with One's Own Body

There was a bang of gunfire. Although one of the ninjas was still charging forward and still slashing at Wei Jichen with his knife, his body fell heavily. He was shot in the left temple and was already dead.

The gun was fired by Nie Cairong. Nie Cairong was stunned for a moment, and the situation in the scene was beyond her expectation. When she saw the two ninjas slashing at Wei Jichen fiercely.

Nie Cairong finally reacted. Fortunately, her previous performance made the two ninjas pay little attention to her.

Quickly picking up the pistol that Wei Jichen had dropped, Nie Cairong shot one of the ninjas.

Needless to say, Nie Cairong's marksmanship was a novice at killing people, but he was an expert at using guns.

However, even if one ninja died, Wei Jichen's danger had not passed. The other ninja ignored his partner who was shot and fell to the ground, but continued to slash with a ferocious face without hesitation.

These ninjas were unknown before their death, and they remain unknown after their death.

The attack was so fierce that Wei Jichen was already old and had no time to dodge.

Seeing that this knife was about to hit Wei Jichen's body, if it had hit him hard, he would have been split in half. At this critical moment, a black shadow came like a thunderbolt.

He immediately hugged Wei Jichen and rushed back.

Whoosh!

Bang!

Almost at the same time, the sound of a gunshot and the sound of a knife cutting into flesh rang out at the same time.

In the end, the assassin opened his eyes unwillingly and fell not far in front of Wei Jichen.

But it was Nie Cairong who was hit by the knife. Although her movements were fast, they were not as fast as those of a specially trained ninja.

A long gash was made on her back by a ninja sword, which was so deep that the bones were visible. Blood gurgled out, and soon her clothes were dyed red.

This arrogant little girl, when she saw that Wei Jichen was about to be killed by a knife, she didn't think much at all. Almost at the moment when the shot was fired, she rushed towards Wei Jichen and blocked the knife for him.

"Brother Wei, as long as you are okay, you saved my life, and I saved yours. Am I very powerful?" Nie Cairong fell into Wei Jichen's arms, and his bright eyes quickly dimmed.

"Don't talk and you'll be fine."

Wei Jichen hugged her and saw her lips that were white due to excessive blood loss. He couldn't help but feel confused.

"People, where are all the dead? Why don't I come here quickly." Wei Jichen's heart ached and he roared outside.

"Brother Wei, I don't want people outside to see me like this." Nie Cairong bit his lip, stared at Wei Jichen and continued: "Brother Wei, I have one last thing to tell you. In fact, I..."

Wei Jichen immediately covered her lips and said softly: "You can wait until you recover from your injury to tell me about this matter. Don't talk now, okay?"

There was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and Wei Jichen shouted again: "Stay outside while the military doctor comes in! Quick, quick!"

"Rongcai, if you want to live, I will agree to whatever you ask for from now on." Wei Jichen, with tears in his eyes, pressed Nie Cairong's wound firmly with his hand.

Nie Cairong held up her eyelids. She still had something to say. She didn't want to die.

As if hearing Wei Jichen's words, Nie Cairong opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

After a period of confusion, two old military doctors came in tremblingly, twisting the box.

The two old military doctors were shocked when they saw the corpses lying scattered in the tent.

However, when they saw Wei Jichen and Nie Cairong lying in the middle, they quickly gathered their energy and quickly took out various utensils from the medicine box.

"General Wei, this gentleman is seriously injured, I'm afraid," one of the military doctors said unhurriedly while taking out the hemostatic medicine and checking the wound.

"I don't care, if you can't save him, you won't be able to survive." Wei Jichen took a deep breath and said coldly.

"General Wei, don't worry, I'm afraid I'm going to have to stay in bed for ten and a half days without being able to move." The old military doctor was startled by Wei Jichen's words and hurriedly finished his words.

It was said that Wei Jichen and Wei Zijie were prolific in murdering people. If they killed themselves in a rage, there would really be no room for reasoning. Thinking of this, the two men's hands and feet became much faster.

"So, Wei must be very grateful." When Wei Jichen heard this, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and then he felt that he seemed to be seriously injured.

"Shuai Nie is here, Shuai Nie is here!"

Following the screams outside the door, Nie Shicheng quickly rushed in with an anxious look on his face.

Not long ago, he learned that Wei Jichen was assassinated by the enemy. What worried him even more was that according to Liu Liu, his granddaughter Nie Cairong seemed to have gone to visit Wei Jichen and had not returned yet.

Nie Shicheng could still sit there, so he hurried over.

When he saw Nie Cairong lying in Wei Jichen's arms, he couldn't help but quicken his pace and rushed to Nie Cairong's side.

Seeing Nie Cairong with blood everywhere, he felt his eyes go dark.

"How's the injury?" Nie Shicheng asked with a trembling voice.

"Replying to Nie Shuai, this gentleman lost too much blood and has passed out. However, because the rescue was immediate, there is no danger for his life." The old military doctor replied calmly.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay." Nie Shicheng murmured a few words to himself, and then looked around a few times.

"Come here, carry my soldiers back." Nie Shicheng ordered, and two sergeants walked in outside the door carrying a stretcher.

"Nie Marshal, this time I have implicated Rongcai." Wei Jichen said with a look of regret. If he had not only practiced spear skills these days, but also practiced martial arts, he would not have put himself in such a dangerous environment.

It seems that he was really careless and underestimated martial arts. Although spear skills are important in the army, when you are in close combat with the enemy, how can you survive without outstanding martial arts?

When Wei Jichen saw Nie Cairong unconscious, he was even more annoyed and regretful.

Two sergeants gently carried Nie Cairong away, a military doctor followed, and the other checked Wei Jichen's injuries.

"Zijie, you can't blame you for this. If you want to blame someone, blame me as the commander. The enemy was able to sneak in because of my negligence." Nie Shicheng blamed himself more than Wei Jichen, and took all the faults on himself at once.

"Zijie, you rest assured to recover from your injuries. I still have to go down to deal with the aftermath." Nie Shicheng saw that Wei Jichen was fine, and couldn't help but stand up and said.

Wei Jichen nodded gently.

Not long after Nie Shicheng left, Li Yunfei ordered several soldiers to come in and clean up. The most important thing was to make a new bed so that Wei Jichen could lie comfortably.

Although Wei Jichen's external injuries were not serious, his mental strength was too much, and he fell asleep soon.

When Wei Jichen woke up the next day, it was already dawn.

He opened his eyes and saw that the entire tent had been completely renewed, and everything had been restored to its original state. If it weren't for the faint smell of blood in the tent, Wei Jichen almost thought that he was just dreaming.

When the personal soldiers saw him wake up, they couldn't help but come forward to apologize.

"Get up, you have tried your best. The assassins who came yesterday were not ordinary assassins." Wei Jichen said lightly.

"Weiying, the Japanese retreated." One of the personal soldiers immediately told Wei Jichen the good news.

Hearing the news that Li Jianming Shangwen retreated, Wei Jichen was not very surprised. The Japanese were not well prepared, and it was still a bit difficult to attack in the heavy snow.

But this guy didn't hear the news of the assassination success, so he must be very disappointed. Wei Jichen couldn't hide the murderous intent in his eyes. This time, it's our turn to take action. You just wait for my revenge.

Wei Jichen was very worried about Nie Rongcai. He originally wanted to investigate in person, but Nie Shicheng had already given an order. Nie Rongcai was recovering from his injuries and was fine, but no one was allowed to visit him.

It seems that after this assassination, Nie Rongcai has been completely confined by Nie Shicheng. Wei Jichen can imagine Nie Rongcai's depressed face. For some reason, Wei Jichen has a faint concern in his heart.

He is now completely regarded as a wounded person. Wei Jichen looked at himself speechlessly, with gauze wrapped all over his body. Even if he wants to go to the bathroom, it will be inconvenient.

Although the war has slowed down, Wei Jichen's urgency has not decreased at all.

As soon as his mental power recovered to 60 points, Wei Jichen couldn't wait to enter the system.

In the training base, Doraemon built a swimming pool in the center of the hall, and she was paddling in the pool out of boredom.

When she saw Wei Jichen coming in, she floated to the edge of the pool with a dissatisfied look on her face.

"Why haven't you come in these few days?" Doraemon asked Wei Jichen like a spoiled little girl.

As expected of the system intelligence, it is really becoming more and more humane.

"I got a little injured. By the way, can I buy medicine to replenish my mental power in the system?" Wei Jichen asked with some anticipation. This assassination made him understand that mental power is really important.

Doraemon smiled cunningly, raised her lips slightly, and said, "Guess!"

If it were before, her answer to Wei Jichen would definitely be: the host does not have enough authority and has no right to inquire.

"Is it not? There is always a loophole in a hundred precautions. I didn't expect that such an advanced system would also have loopholes." Wei Jichen frowned and sighed heavily.

Doraemon raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction and said angrily: "Who said there is no, it's just that you are not at the right level."

"At what level will it be available?" Wei Jichen asked anxiously.

"It's here," Doraemon saw Wei Jichen's eager look, suddenly reacted, chuckled, and then said: "Do you want to know? Unfortunately, I won't tell you."

Wei Jichen rolled his eyes and was discovered as soon as he said a sentence. Fortunately, he already knew what he wanted to know.

"Still training in gunmanship?" Doraemon waved his hand, and an interface appeared out of thin air.

Wei Jichen shook his head and said: "No, I will do martial arts training today, the time ratio is still 1:2, and the training will be for 3 hours for the time being."

"Scene selection?" Doraemon asked without looking back.

Seeing the scene selection above, Wei Jichen was speechless.

Because he found that there were: Wulin Conference, Boxing Championship, Ancient Battlefield.

Wei Jichen tried to choose the options related to his current environment, and he ignored the ones above.

After a quick glance, Wei Jichen made a decision and said with a smile: "Hand-to-hand combat!"

"Okay, you need to spend 27 points of prestige. If you don't force an interruption, you will be out of the training base in three hours of real time." Xiao Dingdang repeated this sentence countless times.

Wei Jichen is already an old bird, and he closed his eyes with experience. What strange things will the system come up with this time?