The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

In the end, those who stayed behind were not just ordinary employees. They were all regular employees in the military chemical factory. Although they were not soldiers in the army, they had also received formal training. From the moment they were kidnapped, they knew that they were going to die. You have to bite your mouth and say nothing.

What the hell to say, it's not an ordinary infamy!

Now, people have also been saved, and nothing has been said. As for the mine... They took out the bill of materials from Ding Gong, and they had a vague feeling in their hearts.

Recalling all kinds of mechanical transfers, the touch range has expanded again.

The mine will be destroyed sooner or later.

Ding Gong, who lost too much blood and fell into a coma, is still being treated. The special forces of the snow-covered brigade 10 kilometers out of the camp set up the guard, and immediately put up the rain cloth covering Ding Gong's body and started first aid.

They all learned first aid on the battlefield. In order not to waste time dealing with wounds, they acted fast and rudely. K7 looked at his comrades who were pulling gauze for him, and finally put his head out and asked Ye Jian, who was in charge of vigilance, to come and help.

At this moment, Ye Jian became K7's assistant and cooperated with K7 to deal with Ding Gong's gunshot wound.

Ye Jian saw Ding Gong's exploding knee, her eyes lowered to avoid it, the injury was very serious, the entire knee plate was completely broken, and the bullet was embedded in the gap between the calf bone and the thigh bone, K7... There is no way to take it out. .

So unfortunate, Ye Jian felt that it was a great blessing, because it was not the rifle bullet that hit, but the NATO-made pistol bullet.

K7 couldn't take out the bullet in the stuck bone, and the environment didn't allow him to take it out. The painkiller needle worked. When cleaning around the wound, Ding Gong woke up from a coma, but he didn't feel any pain.

He passed out after being carried into the car. When he woke up, he asked in a hoarse voice if he was still alive. After getting a nod from Ye Jian, he was relieved in an instant and lay down in a relaxed state, and said, "Change one leg. Eleven lives are worth it."

K7 didn't say that he might be amputated, but Ding Gong said it himself.

Ye Jian pursed her lips and said softly, "I haven't reached the stage of amputation, don't think about it."

Consolation is a little pale.

"It's alright, life is fine." Ding Gong, a forty-year-old man, looked wide open, tugged at his blood and his lips were pale, and smiled: "I've been to two war-torn countries, guns I've seen a lot of injuries. Recently, I saw a person who was blown up to half of his chest. That was the first time I saw it. When I returned to the unit, I had nightmares for half a month. How scared."

"It's better to be alive than anything else. Life is still alive, and amputation is not a problem. In my line of work, as long as the brain is not broken, everything is easy to say."

Having said that, Ye Jian still saw Ding Gong's clenched fist trembling.

K7, who is cold-hearted, doesn't know how to say comforting words, but he realized Ding Gong's fear early on, and his brows wrinkled slightly. In a word, "A lot of soldiers can't match your guts."

The four comrades who were pulling the four corners of the rain cover and half-squatting nearly dropped their jaws when they heard the words.

There is no sun coming out in the west at night. K7, who has always been working and not talking, can still comfort people?

As his comrades-in-arms, none of them received a single word of comfort from him!

Ye Jian didn't know, and felt that although K7 had few words, it was better than being concise.

K7 didn't think he was comforting the wounded, he just told the truth.