Soldiers without missions returned to the combat base to reorganize. Some seriously injured people were rushed to urban hospitals. Mike was also sent to the hospital for treatment because of a broken arm. After all this work, Bai En wanted to follow the team to the city and get to know the situation of the injured as soon as possible. But he was stopped by Xiao Zheng.
"I'll go, we are the only ones who are still healthy among the leaders. The soldiers have been fighting all night, and their mood must be unstable. You leave to stabilize the morale of the soldiers." Xiao Zheng said calmly.
At this moment, these warriors from all over the world no longer know each other. There are no so-called national barriers anymore.
"Are you going alone?" Bai En was startled at first, but then showed bitterness. "In addition to going to the hospital, we also have to go to the crematorium. General Hill said that the bodies of the soldiers cannot be transported away at all. They can only be cremated locally."
"I know." Xiao Zheng nodded lightly. "I'll handle these things."
He said and glanced at Bai En calmly.
Bai En was smoking, and the fingers holding the cigarette were trembling slightly. This is clearly a sign of emotional confusion.
Why the emotional turmoil
Xiao Zheng knew very well that this was obviously a sequelae of the war. Bai En massacred too many people in one night. Including the Boy Scouts. Before tonight, Bai En may have performed tasks and had blood on his hands. But never like tonight—
Bai En alone killed at least nearly thirty holy warriors! It was impossible for him to chat with Xiao Zheng as if nothing had happened. It’s even more impossible to take your time!
And those comrades who fell in a pool of blood made Bai En's mind even more confused!
The bloodshed and cruelty of the war severely wounded this strong man from a fighting nation. The former elegance was lost in his eyes, and all that was left was decadence.
In this state, Xiao Zheng was worried about him going to the city with the team.
How could Bai En not guess Xiao Zheng's thoughts
This guy - wants to put all the responsibility on one person. I was worried that I would lose control if I went with the team.
This was a silent concern, but it deeply touched Bai En.
"Thank you." Bai En gave a standard military salute.
"If you want to thank me, take concrete actions." Xiao Zheng took out the cigarette from Bai En's pocket. road. "I'll go over first. I hope that when I come back, my soldiers will be full of vigor and vitality."
"Don't worry." Bai En grinned, showing two rows of white teeth.
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In the military vehicle, Xiao Zheng lit a cigarette and took the mineral water handed to him by General Hill. I drank half the bottle quickly.
"You haven't slept all night. Why don't you take a rest at the base? I can take care of things here." General Hill persuaded.
"Brothers are about to go on their way. I have to see you off on this last journey." Xiao Zheng said in a low voice.
"Alas -" General Hill sighed softly and took a puff of the flue. "Five hundred outstanding warriors are just gone."
Yesterday I was lively and laughing. In just one night, it was all gone.
Even the experienced General Hill felt disappointed. Although he has been in the army for many years, this is the first time he has experienced such a large-scale battle. My heart was in turmoil, and it was hard to calm down.
"Not just five hundred soldiers. But five hundred families. Even a thousand." Xiao Zheng said in a low voice. "Their parents, relatives, even children — they will all lose loved ones."
General Hill was slightly startled. He sighed bitterly, speechless.
City Center Hospital. All doctors and nurses were called back. Because they were faced with hundreds of injured people. Without enough manpower, rescue operations are simply impossible.
In addition, there is high-level pressure on this emergency treatment, so we must go all out and not be careless in the slightest.
As the attending physician at the Central Hospital, Mori rushed to the hospital immediately after receiving the overtime call. As soon as he entered the gate, he was stimulated by the strong smell of blood and immediately put on a mask.
In many years of work, he has never seen such a big battle.
"Doctor Mori. There is a casualty in the emergency room who is bleeding heavily. The deputy director asked you to rush over immediately." A nurse rushed over with an anxious face.
"I'll be there right away!"
Morrie rushed into the elevator and rushed to the emergency room immediately.
"How is it?" Dr. Mori put on gloves and made all pre-operative preparations.
"The shrapnel pierced the left eye. If it is not taken out in time, not only the eye cannot be saved, but it will also penetrate into the brain." One of the attending doctors said with sweating profusely.
But what he was doing was repairing the wounds of the soldiers lying in bed.
There was a long gash on his thigh. The blood stained the area red. The entire operating room was filled with the smell of blood. Suffocating.
A warrior who needs two major surgeries at the same time. Of course, one attending doctor was not enough, so the nurse called Morrie over urgently.
"Get ready to remove the shrapnel." Morrie ordered the nurse to prepare tools.
He knew that this soldier came from the anti-terrorism battlefield. Judging by their appearance, the soldiers were neither African nor European or American. But an Asian warrior!
Having come all the way to Africa to fight against terrorism, Morrie must never let this young soldier die on the operating table!
After nearly twelve hours of surgery, Mori put down the scalpel dizzily. He exhaled a breath and said, "The operation was successful."
The seven or eight doctors and nurses in the operating room all looked relaxed.
Although the twelve-hour operation made them exhausted, isn't it their duty as doctors to save the soldiers from death
What's more, this young soldier is protecting their land and home with his life.
Creak.
The doctors and nurses pushed open the operating room door and saw a young man with bloodshot eyes walking over.
The young man's military uniform was dirty and stained with blood. But there was a strong look of nervousness on his face.
"Doctor. Was the operation successful?" Xiao Zheng asked in proficient English.
"Successful." Morrie nodded and said regretfully. "But I couldn't save my left eye."
Xiao Zheng was relieved when he heard this.
Didn't you save your left eye
As long as you are alive, it is better than anything else!
This soldier was seriously injured and was the first batch of wounded people to enter the operating room. In the urban area, a total of eight hospitals accepted the wounded. Under intense rescue efforts.
"Thank you." Xiao Zheng bowed deeply, showing gratitude.
"It should be." Mori quickly helped Xiao Zheng up and said solemnly. "You are anti-terrorist heroes. This soldier was injured while defending our homeland. It is us who should say thank you!"
"If the attending doctor has time, please rush to operating room 8 immediately!"
An anxious voice came over the radio.
"Let's go take a look!" Mori led the team to operating room 8.
Xiao Zheng also followed.
But just arrived at the door. Five or six doctors and nurses walked out of the operating room with ashen faces. Looking lonely.