Due to Tang Zhengde's stabbing behavior, the 1st Regiment of the Chi Army stationed on the border had to prevent themselves from being surrounded, so as soon as the war broke out, they were forced to abandon their defense area and evacuate towards the Hualei Living Town.
This directly led to the rebels pushing inwards like crazy, and coupled with the fact that they had stationed troops around the border in advance, the group suffered heavy losses.
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In front of the field hospital in Hualei Living Town, military vehicles were parked and a large number of wounded were transported down by their comrades. The medics and medical soldiers were the first to enter with medical supplies and clean up the indoor environment.
Many soldiers' families were mobilized to help. Under the dim light, they placed the seriously injured soldiers one by one on the few empty beds in the room.
"Blood bags, bring some more blood bags!"
The head of the Chi Army's medical corps kept shouting, "Hemostat, bandages, take as many as you can, quickly!"
The Chi Army's health department is said to have a regiment, but in fact it has only about a hundred people, and most of them are veterans who have been seriously injured or have certain disabilities. They retired from the regular army and have nothing to do, so they stay here to help.
It is difficult to replenish the regular army, so how can we possibly replenish the medical corps
Over the past year or so, the Chi Army has revitalized its economy through the business of military supplies. It has money and supplies, but too few people.
The originally deserted field hospital was instantly filled with wounded soldiers. Three or four hundred people were crowded inside the room, and the wailing sounds were continuous.
On a bed near the window on the left, a soldier's left leg was blown off, and he fainted several times from the pain, and woke up several times. His face was pale, and he grabbed the railing of the bed with both hands and shouted: "... Stop... Stop it, I can't stand it... Just shoot me to death!"
"Don't shout, don't shout!" An old soldier pressed his chest and said, "I can survive. Believe me, I can survive."
"Painkillers!" Another medical worker pressed his injured leg and shouted to a peasant woman.
The woman was a soldier's family member. She knew some basic medical skills, but when she saw the blood all over the bed and the struggling soldier, she turned pale with fright and dared not move.
"Hit him!" the old soldier shouted.
"I... I don't dare."
"Then you hold it down, close your eyes, and don't look at him." The veteran turned around and grabbed the painkiller, smashed the bottle with a swift movement, and sucked up the liquid with a syringe.
The woman held the other person with both hands, closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and did not dare to look him in the eye.
The veteran injected a needle into the other person's blood vessel and waited for less than a minute. The wounded man gradually calmed down, staring blankly at the ceiling and no longer spoke.
The veteran bent down and took out a medical saw from the medical box. He lowered his head and pressed on his thigh, then cut the saw blade decisively.
“Crack, crack!”
Several sounds of bones being crushed were heard in the room, and a calf was sawed off alive.
The medical staff nearby immediately used a medical bandage to tightly strangle the man's upper thigh, and quickly pinched the blood vessels and flesh with hemostatic forceps and began to bandage it.
The old soldier wrapped his calf with gauze and placed it on the bedside: "No one should move it. This is his."
In the inner room.
"I don't want to suffer anymore, get out of my way!" A young man squatted on the windowsill in horror, covering his neck which was bleeding and his left face which was completely burned by the heat wave of the explosion. He grabbed a pistol and decisively pulled the trigger at his temple.
The gunshot was heard and the man fell off the windowsill instantly.
The head of the medical team paused and said, "Get the body bags and carry them out."
In peacetime, ordinary people will never be exposed to such scenes in their lifetime, but in this chaotic battlefield, after a battle, no matter who wins or loses, all that is left behind are dead souls and wounded soldiers who have sacrificed their lives.
At the door, a group of people rushed over.
"Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang!" the chief of staff of the Chi Army roared.
The head of the medical team immediately came out to greet him: "Chief of Staff!"
"Prepare a separate room, the commander is injured." The chief of staff ordered.
When the head of the medical team heard this, he immediately looked up at the crowd and saw that Zhao Weihu's left forearm was covered in blood and his forehead was broken.
"This is… ?"
"The military vehicle was attacked on the road." The chief of staff briefly explained: "Hurry up and make arrangements!"
"This way, come this way." The head of the medical team led more than 30 people and walked towards the inside.
In the crowd, Zhao Weihu clenched his fists and glanced gloomily at the Chi army soldiers wailing in the room, his teeth chattering.
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Five minutes later, in a separate treatment room, the headquarters hospital gave Zhao Weihu anesthesia and began to treat the wound on his arm.
Zhao Weihu did not lie down, but sat on the bed and asked, "What kind of casualties did the regiment suffer?"
"More than 300 people were slightly injured, more than 50 were seriously injured, and more than 30 people died." A regiment commander immediately saluted and reported.
"Don't lie," Zhao Weihu glared and shouted, "Report the damage truthfully!"
The captain's mouth twitched, and after a long pause, he said again: "More than 100 were lightly injured, more than 100 were seriously injured, and 60 people were killed in the battle."
"Fuck, Tang Zhengde!" Zhao Weihu felt dizzy when he heard this number. He didn't hate the rebels at all because the two sides were enemies. It was fate if someone killed whom.
But Zhao Weihu, who hated evil, hated traitors and these bastards who were plotting power plots.
"Report!" At this moment, the guard rushed in from outside.
"Speak!" Zhao Weihu looked up and responded.
"The Second Captain is back and wants to meet with you."
"Let him in." Zhao Weihu replied.
Dozens of seconds later, the Second Regiment Commander Chang Fei entered the room alone, his body covered in dirt and blood. His blind eye blinked mechanically, and his other healthy eye shouted with tears in his eyes: "Second Regiment, 143 casualties in the battle, 97 minor and serious injuries, and 46 sacrifices!"
Zhao Weihu closed his eyes and thought carefully for a while: "The two regiments should draw out the remaining troops and set up defense zones along the entrance of the town to prevent Tang Zhengde from coming to make up the attack."
"yes!"
Everyone saluted.
Zhao Weihu looked down at the ground and said in a hoarse voice: "Mang... Mangzi went to the theater headquarters to pick someone up... There is no news until now... Most likely he died."
When the officers present heard this, there was silence.
"Go do your work." Zhao Weihu said in a hoarse voice.
Less than five minutes after the officers left, the guard came in again, saluted and shouted, "Commander! Staff Officer Hazar from the General Headquarters is here."
"Let him in."
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Outside of Hualei Town.
Tang Zhengde sat in the command vehicle, holding the phone and yelled, "I can't give him any more time! Their two regiments have already entered the town. If the follow-up troops come, my two thousand men won't be able to deal with them. I will give Zhao Weihu at most half an hour to consider. If he agrees, I will withdraw my troops; if he disagrees, I will open fire directly!"