A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

The sky is dignified as black ink, mixed with earthy and **** air, revealing an unusual meaning.

Shu Ange leaned on the stone outside the tent, staring at the west sky, where the direction of the clouds was. The much-anticipated lifeline has not yet been opened, but the news of the sacrifice of soldiers has come back.

They are the sons and daughters of the people, they are the sons and daughters of the people, but they are the children of the parents and the fathers of the children.

Shu Ange's eyes were hot, and in the face of natural and man-made disasters, she felt ashamed of her powerlessness.

As the missions progressed and ended, as her experience continued to grow, she always thought she was special after experiencing the magical world and the fairy world full of fantasy.

But in the face of the sudden natural disaster, in front of countless struggling lives, in front of those dripping blood, Shu Ange had to admit that she was just a small part of the vast land.

Shu Ange closed his eyes and clenched his fists tightly. There were sobbing sounds in the distance. Some were crying for their children, some were crying for their relatives, and some were crying for their friends.

She can't cry, at least not now, she has to guard the battlefield of her life and grab as many lives as she can from the **** of death.

After sleeping for about two hours, Shu Ange was woken up and started to take a shift to perform surgery under the emergency lights.

The patient lost a lot of blood, his face was pale, and his condition was very bad.

"The patient needs a blood transfusion. Do you know your blood type?"

The patient lying on the operating table, in a very bad state of mind, replied in a weak voice, "Type B."

Shu Ange wore a mask and explained to the nurse: "Bring two bags of 200ml type b plasma bags."

The nurse ran out in a hurry, and after a while, entered the tent anxiously.

"Doctor Song, the B-type plasma is used up."

"I'm blood type B, draw me."

"I'm also blood type B. I'm a strong man, and I'll be drawn first."

The little soldiers guarding outside the tent scrambled to donate blood, and the medical staff were moved.

The patient's situation was urgent and there was no room for delay, Shu Ange said immediately: "Xiaoling, you are in charge of drawing blood, and Jiajia will help me."

The two moved when they heard the sound, and the two little warriors scrambled to donate 200 blood each. They were not yet twenty years old, and their faces were still childish, but they were so brave.

The operation was successfully completed with the selfless support of the two little soldiers.

Hearing that the temporary medical aid center was running out of plasma in the small warehouse, more supporters and soldiers, including those who had never been injured, rushed over and demanded fresh blood.

In the face of the catastrophe, the spirit of selfless dedication infects everyone, no one cares about the gains and losses at this time, and everyone is working hard to contribute their strength.

Everyone's support has alleviated the crisis of the plasma bank being exhausted, and has also given hope to more injured patients.

Near dawn, the heavy rain turned into continuous rain. It has been nearly thirty or forty hours since the earthquake occurred, and the road in the cloud has not yet been cleared.

However, the news from the front said that there were already death squads, and they took a lot of hardships and entered the cloud first, trying to open up a landing point for the helicopter.

This news brought tears to the eyes of everyone in the disaster area, and everyone is praying for the heroes ahead.

On the operating table, one patient after another, Shu Ange hardly had time to think about whether He Ruifeng would be in danger when he was on the front line, and he didn't dare to think about it.

She has to do the job at hand, she has to keep the rear, it's her job and it's her responsibility.

About forty-eight hours after the earthquake, the lifeline to the cloud was finally cleared. Except for a few townships, most areas, the People's Liberation Army could find a way to enter.

This news made all the soldiers and civilians boil, but when they learned that the people in the cloud suffered heavy casualties and the houses and buildings were severely damaged, everyone was enveloped in heavy sadness.

The general dispatch office issued a notice to organize and arrange a medical team with good physical fitness and high level of surgery to go to the cloud for emergency rescue.

The medical staff scrambled to sign up regardless of their physical condition, and Shu Ange did not hesitate to sign up for the first time.

Many medical staff, in the almost sleepless rescue, are extremely tired mentally and physically, and are not suitable for going to the cloud to perform rescue missions.

After being screened, Shu Ange and seven or eight young and strong medical staff formed a special medical team.

The general dispatcher attaches great importance to them, and specially sent a helicopter to send them to the vicinity of Yunzhong, and then enter the disaster area through the repaired road.

The weather is precarious and the weather is harsh. It is not a wise choice for the helicopter to take off at this time.

However, time is life, and in order to save more people, they can only take this risk.

When boarding the helicopter, Shu Ange was a little excited. She was getting closer and closer to He Ruifeng, and they were about to fight in the same place.

In the corner of Yunzhong County, He Ruifeng was wearing a military uniform mixed with mud and water, and was holding a life detector with his comrades, looking for the survivors who were under the masonry.

The rain kept falling, and he frowned, exposed to the wind and rain, all he wanted to do was save one more person.

As the captain of the Blade's Special Forces, He Ruifeng took his comrades to dig out the road of life at the risk of his life in the mountain where the landslide was serious and the landslides might erupt again at any time due to aftershocks.

After successfully completing the task, He Ruifeng arranged for his comrades to rest in shifts, and he devoted himself to the search and rescue non-stop.

No matter when, He Ruifeng never forgets to take the lead, and he is the first to rush up when encountering difficulties.

It is precisely because of this that he has a high prestige in the Blades Special Forces, and his teammates respect him, trust him, and at the same time feel sorry for him.

"Boss, rest for a while, your eyes are bloodshot, take a break for an hour and then get up and patrol."

"Huzi is right. Boss, you should take a break. The medical rescue team has been dispatched from above. Don't be tired and be carried on the operating table."

The man who was previously called Huzi glared at the grinning young man beside him: "What nonsense are you talking about, the boss is in great shape."

Holding the life detector in his hand, He Ruifeng traveled through the collapsed house, his spirit was always tense.

Hearing his teammates talk about the medical rescue team, he said in a hoarse voice, "Is the medical team coming? We must protect the safety of the medical staff."

"Boss, don't worry! We must protect the safety of medical staff just like we protect future sister-in-law."

He Ruifeng remained silent, and the figure of Song Jin appeared in his mind. When he experienced the terrifying earthquake, he witnessed the impermanence of natural and man-made disasters, and after countless life and death.

He found that the most important thing in life is to cherish the moment, and if you like someone, you must strive for it.

After experiencing numerous crises, the helicopter finally stumbled and landed safely.

Just as Shu Ange's feet fell into the mud, a familiar system prompt sounded in his ears.