When Zhang Tie's consciousness returned to his mind again, the last scene he could recall was that of an icy blue war spirit totem erupting around him, and then he was knocked away, with his armor broken and blood vomiting from his mouth. Then he suddenly lost consciousness. At that moment, he seemed to faintly hear Reinhardt's roar, saw mountains of swords and guns piercing his body, and then, he fell into darkness...
Are you dead
How are the brothers in the Iron-Blooded Camp doing
In the next few minutes after I killed the old man, I clearly felt that the undead monsters in the Black Feather Corps seemed to be restless. There was some chaos in the area, and the attack was not as sharp as before. Everyone should be fine!
When consciousness returned to his mind for the first time, Zhang Tie only briefly thought and recalled what happened that night, and then he felt very tired. His body seemed to disappear, and his whole body seemed to be dragged by a dark hand. As if he were in a bottomless quagmire, Zhang Tie slowly lost all feeling again.
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When Zhang Tie's consciousness returned to his mind for the second time, he felt as if his body had been stuffed into a tin can. It was heavy and oppressive, without any gaps. It seemed that it was filled with many tubes, many of which were inserted into it. With the person beside him, the sound of the pile of leather boots scraping against the floor reached his ears intermittently.
Someone is talking next to me...
"Miracles? Don't talk to me about miracles, doctor, I just need him to come back to life. This man is the best officer in the empire and the hero of the Iron Blood Battalion of the Thirty-ninth Division... This is an advanced recovery potion from my private collection. You must revive him at all costs. This is my order, do you understand what I mean..."
"Yes, General..."
The sound of a pile of leather boots scraping against the floor gradually faded away, and the deep darkness struck again. Zhang Tie tried hard to resist the gravity of the darkness, but he only persisted for a few seconds before his consciousness sank under the water again. .
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When his consciousness emerged from the water for the third time, Zhang Tie felt that his body was liberated from the tin can, but he still had no consciousness and the surroundings were quiet. He wanted to open his eyes, but failed. In the end, even after he tried for a long time, he could not see any light. Finally, due to his unremitting efforts, a certain part of his hand seemed to move. Then he heard a high-pitched female scream...
"His fingers moved. His fingers moved..." The scream, mixed with huge surprise, ran away while repeating the same words.
Just over ten seconds later, the sound of a lot of leather boots squeezed in.
"The blood pressure has risen..."
"The pulse has returned to about 40 beats per minute and is getting stronger..."
"God of War bless you. The flying spear lieutenant of the Legion is finally alive..."
"Thank God..." Some people actually cried with joy. The sudden breath of everyone crowded in the room suddenly turned the room into a huge bellows. This huge bellows seemed to be stirred up instantly. The whole room roared...
"Hurry up and report to General Schwartz. We have lived up to our expectations. The bravest officer of the Iron Horn Legion has been revived by us..." This voice was as weak as relief.
This time, Zhang Tie's consciousness did not sink into the water again, but floated on the surface of the water like duckweed. After a while, Zhang Tie felt a deep sense of tiredness and weakness coming over him, and Zhang Tie fell into a deep sinking state. Go to sleep.
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I didn't know how long I slept during this sleep. When I woke up again, the body that had disappeared for who knows how many days returned to Zhang Tie's body. What came back along with the physical sensation was the pain that penetrated into the bone marrow all over the body.
Sometimes pain is a gift, it can at least make you feel alive.
Zhang Tie had experienced this kind of pain many times before in the Soul Tribulation Realm. It was the feeling of being swarmed by a bunch of wild wolves and torn into pieces after a failed duel with wild wolves.
At this moment, Zhang Tie felt that his body was just a pile of fragments.
Because of this inhuman pain, Zhang Tie groaned almost uncontrollably.
The sound of a lot of leather boots came in again.
This time there were definitely more people coming in than the first time.
"His body has regained consciousness, which is a good sign..."
"All physical indicators continue to rise..."
"I suggest that micro-injections of spc agents can now be carried out..."
"agree!"
More than ten seconds later, Zhang Tie felt a cold feeling on his arm, as if he had been stabbed by an injection. Then starting from the place where the injection was inserted, a cool feeling slowly spread throughout his body, and he felt a pain like being torn apart. Relief was immediate.
So Zhang Tie opened his eyes. A whole room of serious-looking white coats appeared in front of Zhang Tie, and almost everyone looked at him with concerned eyes.
To be honest, this is the first time that Zhang Tie has been looked at with such concern by so many strangers.
The doctor who was inserting a needle into Zhang Tie's arm looked up and saw Zhang Tie opening his eyes. His hand shook and he almost dropped the needle on the ground.
There was a slight excitement in the ward, and all the doctors looked a little excited. No one spoke, they just conveyed an excited message to each other with their eyes. Only a man in his fifties standing in front of an iron bed took a deep breath, carefully leaned down and spoke softly. I asked, "Can you speak? How do you feel?"
"Thank you... thank you!" Zhang Tie said two words with some difficulty. He knew that if it were not for these doctors this time, he would definitely die, so the first words he said when he woke up were to say a very sincere message to the room. A heartfelt expression of thanks.
The doctor who straightened up took a deep breath and turned his head to look at the other colleagues in the ward, "Thank you, he said thank you to everyone!"
All the doctors and nurses in the room had smiles on their faces.
Zhang Tie continued to move his mouth and said the second sentence.
"Iron...Brothers from the Blood Camp...how are the brothers...how...how many of them are back alive?"
At this time, Zhang Tie gradually regained a little strength. When he said this, everyone in the room heard it.
"562 people from the Iron Blood Battalion of the Thirty-ninth Division have returned and are now resting..."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Tie burst into tears. Another meaning of this number is that 657 people of the Iron Blood Battalion died that night, and most of those who could come back were probably injured. The entire Iron Blood Battalion of the Thirty-ninth Division had as many people die at once. This Iron Blood Battalion The same troops were almost maimed in the bloody battle that night, and the countless living lives turned into iron filings and fell one after another. This is the cruelty of war.
Zhang Tie didn't know how many familiar faces he would never see again, so he cried silently, just tears.
The tears of heroes are the most touching. The sincere feelings are the most touching to all the doctors and nurses in the entire ward. this moment. Most of the people's eyes were also red.
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On the first afternoon after waking up, Zhang Tie knew what exactly happened during this period. Many things were beyond Zhang Tie's expectations.
The first thing Zhang Tie didn't expect was that he had been in a coma for two weeks after returning from the battlefield, and he only opened his eyes for the first time today.
The second thing Zhang Tie didn't expect was. During the two weeks when he was in coma, the name Flying Spear Second Lieutenant Zhang Tie had become somewhat famous in the 7th Corps of the Iron Horn Army, which was affiliated with the 39th Division. Even the commander of the Corps, Major General Schwartz, knew about his affairs. While he was injured and hospitalized, Major General Schwartz came to visit him personally. In order to cure his injury, Major General Schwartz took out a bottle of advanced recovery potion from his private collection for his own treatment and recovery.
The third thing Zhang Tie didn't expect was that when he came to Karur this time, he was forced to leave the frontline theater without even seeing the city of Karur. The hospital he was in at the moment was located in Karur. The best hospital is located in the small town of Brape, more than 120 kilometers behind the war zone. This city was also one of the seventeen participating cities of the Andaman League. It is famous for the production of grain and Brape dark beer.
The Iron-Blooded Battalion of the 39th Division is currently resting in a battle fort on the front line. It is estimated that it will be difficult for him to return to the Iron-Blooded Battalion before he recovers from his injuries.
Speaking of the injury, although the doctor in this hospital did not explain it, Zhang Tie felt that his physical condition seemed to be very bad. Although he had woken up now, his body was still unable to move. There was a catheter inserted into his little brother. The feeling is really very uncomfortable, especially when there are often several bottles of dripping liquid hanging on his hand. The top one flows in and the bottom one flows out. This makes Zhang Tie feel like he is being cleaned with engine oil. Same as rusty and scrapped parts.
Every day, the little nurse taking care of Zhang Tie would turn Zhang Tie's body over and let Zhang Tie lie on his side to massage Zhang Tie, saying that she wanted to relax the blood vessels in Zhang Tie's back and enjoy it for the first time in such a long life. Zhang Tie didn't feel happy at all for this kind of massage service, but the bad premonition that something was wrong with his body was even stronger.
Zhang Tie's mood is very low. He used to be able to jump around and run without being able to catch up with wild wolves. Now he is afraid of something wrong even when he lies down
The only thing that gave Zhang Tie some comfort at this time was that although he was injured, the magical arch leading in and out of the Black Iron Castle in his sea of consciousness remained unchanged, and the golden whirlpool of mental power in his mind also remained unchanged. He is slowly recovering as his physical condition gradually improves.
Five days after Zhang Tie woke up, the catheter inserted into his body was finally removed. At this time, although Zhang Tie's hands and feet were still weak, he could at least get out of bed and walk a few steps by holding on to the wall.
It was on this day that Zhang Tie finally knew the exact condition of his body. The person who told him the news was not the doctor in the hospital, but a major adjutant of General Schwartz who came to the hospital specially.
General Schwartz's major adjutant brought Zhang Tie a medal of iron and blood, a commendation order for promotion to lieutenant, and the news that Zhang Tie was most afraid of hearing.
"Unfortunately, Lieutenant Zhang Tie, after the accurate diagnosis by the best doctor in the regiment, you may not be able to return to the Iron Blood Camp of the 39th Division in the future. General Schwartz appreciates your heroic and fearless performance on the battlefield. , because your body can no longer go to the battlefield, the general transferred you to the logistics department of the legion and found you an easy civilian job. After you recover from your injury, you can go to the logistics department of the Iron Horn Legion in Brape. Ministry report.”
Zhang Tie's face changed drastically...
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Congratulations to Snowflake One for becoming the leader of the Black Iron Castle, overcoming obstacles and finally achieving hegemony!