Chapter 471: Fake death 3

But she is a girl, so she rushed to the camp. If people discover her true identity and intentions, what will happen?
Awu eagerly squatted beside the carriage, clutching his hair and thinking about it, but he wanted to break his head and couldn’t think of any good ideas.

Bailu drove all the way to the border. Before she came, she asked the way. Just follow the official road and go north. If you don’t change the road, the end of the official road is the border. At the end, you will see the guard in the camp. The purchase document will naturally see the person receiving the goods.
When she rushed to the end of the official road, the sky was already dark, and it was not enough. She was stopped by the guards guarding the side: "Who? Don't know if the front is a military camp? Do you dare to go inside?"
Bai Hao quickly jumped out of the car, took out the purchase documents, and directed the two guards: "Two military lords, I am the buddy of Baiyuantang in Qingyuan Town. Two days ago, two military lords went to our grazing church to book a thousand cans. After the ointment, we stepped up and made it, and immediately sent it over, and asked the two military lords to make it convenient."
As soon as the other party came to deliver the medicine, the fierce colors on the two guards immediately faded a few points. They took the words in the hands of Bai Yu and said: "You are waiting here, I will help you find someone."
The day and night should be, the two guards only left one, and the other returned to the camp with the words.
After about half an hour, the guard led a tall, thin man to come over. The man looked at the white and touched the chin's moustache: "How did I see you in the grass?"
Bai Yan smiled and said: "The villain is specially delivered, you can't see the villain yourself."
The man nodded and asked: "Is the ointment all done?"
Bai Hao immediately took two cans of ointment from the car and handed it to the man: "The military lord please see, the good wound ointment."
The man opened the jar and smelled it. It was the previous taste. He dug a small piece out of the little finger and wiped it on the back of the other hand. The consistency and feel were similar to the previous one. "Come with me."
The man turned and walked in, the two guards retreated to one side, and Bai Hao hurriedly pulled the carriage and followed the man. Although there was nothing in the way, her eyes were not idle, and carefully observed the terrain of the road.
The man brought the day to the military doctor's camp, the account was brightly lit, the voice of mourning was endless, and the smell of blood and the smell of rotten wounds mixed together, and it smelled disgusting.
Others will vomit, but not white, such a taste, she has heard many times, has long been used to.
"Shen Dafu, the last time you said that the good ointment was delivered, did you test it?" After the man entered the account, he stood in front of a Pentecostal man who was taking medicine for the wounded. His attitude was very respectful.
The action in the hands of the old man did not stop, faintly said: "I have come in, I will see it."
The man nodded, and after the account was posted, he said to him: "Take the ointment inside, and move the little bit, and you must disturb the doctor."
The day and night should be, Ma Li began to unload, although there are a thousand cans, but each can is as big as a child's fist, very light, just to come back and forth a lot of cockroaches, busy she was dizzy.
After the ointment was unloaded, Shen Dafu did not take a look and continued to work in his hands. The man who had just brought him did not see the trace.
She had to wait in the account.
At this time, someone sent the wounded in. They were two 17-year-old youths. They were sore and screaming. Their faces were pale as paper. One of them was called the loudest, and the legs were swollen and deformed. It was obviously a fracture.