Wind Rises in Dragon City

Because of Tang Zhengde's stabbing, the Chijun regiment stationed at the border had to prevent their own side from being dumped. Therefore, when the war just started, they were forced to abandon the defense area and evacuate towards Hualei's living town.

This way of doing it directly caused the rebel army to push the inside line like a chicken blood. In addition, they had stationed troops around the border in advance, so the loss of the regiment was very heavy.

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At the gate of the battlefield hospital in Hualei Living Town, military vehicles stopped one after another, and a large number of wounded were transported down by their comrades in arms. The medical soldiers and medical soldiers entered the field immediately carrying medical supplies, and took the lead in cleaning up the indoor environment.

Many family members of the soldiers were mobilized to help. Under the dim light, they took the lead in placing a seriously wounded person in a few empty hospital beds indoors.

"Blood bags, get some more blood bags!"

The head of Chijun's health regiment kept shouting: "Hemostats, bandages, take as many as you have, hurry up!"

The health department of the Chi Army claims to have a regiment, but in fact this regiment only has more than a hundred people, and most of them are veterans who have been seriously injured and have certain disabilities. They retired from the regular army and had nothing to do, so they stayed here to help.

It is difficult to replenish the regular army's source of troops, so how can it be possible to replenish the health regiment?

For more than a year, the chi army has invigorated its own economy through the business of armaments and materials. It has money and materials in its hands, but there are too few people.

The originally very deserted field hospital was instantly filled with wounded people. Three or four hundred people crowded into the room, and the wailing sound became one piece.

On a bed near the window on the left, a soldier had his left leg blown open, fainted several times from the pain, and then woke up several times. His face was pale, and he grabbed the railing of the bed with both hands and shouted: "...don't...don't do it, I can't take it anymore... just shoot me and kill me!"

"Don't shout, don't shout!" A veteran pressed his chest: "I can live, believe that I can live."

"Painkiller!" Another health worker pressed his injured leg and shouted at a peasant woman.

The woman is a family member of a soldier, and she knows some basic medical techniques, but seeing the blood on the bed and the soldiers struggling non-stop, her face turned pale with fright, and she dared not move.

"Hit him!" the veteran shouted.

"I...I dare not."

"Then hold it down, close your eyes, and don't look at him." The veteran turned around and grabbed the analgesic, smashed the medicine bottle neatly, and sucked up the liquid with a syringe.

The woman pressed the other party with both hands, closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and did not dare to look at him at all.

The veteran injected an injection into the opponent's blood vessel. After waiting for less than a minute, the wounded gradually calmed down, staring at the ceiling in a daze, and stopped talking.

The veteran bent down and took out the medical saw blade from the medical box, lowered his head and pressed the heel of his thigh, and lowered the saw blade decisively.

"Crackling, crackling!"

The sound of several bones being crushed resounded in the room, and a calf was sawed off alive.

The hygienist next to him immediately strangled the upper half of the opponent's thigh with a medical bandage, quickly pinched the flesh of the blood vessel with a hemostat, and began to bandage.

The veteran's calf was wrapped in gauze and placed on the bedside: "No one should move, this is his."

Inside the room.

"I won't suffer anymore, get out of here!" A young man crouched on the window sill in horror, clutching his **** neck and his left face, which was completely burned by the heat wave of the explosion, and grabbed a pistol. Facing his temple, he decisively pulled the trigger.

The gun rang, and the man fell from the window sill in an instant.

The head of the medical team paused: "Take the body bag and carry it out."

In peaceful times, ordinary people would never be exposed to this kind of scene in their lifetime, but in this chaotic battlefield, after a battle, no matter whether they win or lose, all that is left behind are dead souls everywhere, and the wounded who took their lives together.

At the door, a group of people rushed over.

"Old Zhang, old Zhang!" the Chief of Staff of the Chi Army roared.

The head of the health team greeted him immediately: "Chief of Staff!"

"Prepare a separate room, the commander is injured." The chief of staff ordered.

Hearing this, the head of the health team immediately looked up at the crowd, and saw that Zhao Weihu's left forearm was covered in blood and his forehead was also torn.

"This is…?"

"A military vehicle was attacked on the road." The chief of staff briefly explained: "Hurry up and make arrangements!"

"This way, come here." The head of the health team led more than 30 people, and walked to the inside.

In the crowd, Zhao Weihu clenched his fists and glanced with a gloomy expression. The howling soldiers in the room gritted their teeth.

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Five minutes later, in a separate treatment room, the health center of the headquarters administered anesthesia to Zhao Weihu and began to treat the wound on his arm.

Zhao Weihu didn't lie down, but sat on the bed and asked, "What's the battle damage?"

"More than 300 people were slightly injured, more than 50 people were seriously injured, and more than 30 people died." The head of the first group saluted and reported immediately.

"Don't lie on the horse," Zhao Weihu roared with staring eyes; "Report the battle damage truthfully!"

The corner of the regiment leader's mouth twitched, and after a long pause, he said again: "More than 100 minor injuries, more than 100 serious injuries, and 60 people lost in battle."

"Damn it, Tang Zhengde!" Zhao Weihu was dizzy when he heard this number. He didn't hate the rebels at all, because the two sides were enemies.

But the jealous Zhao Weihu hates the traitors and the gang of **** who engage in power schemes.

"Report!" At this moment, the guard rushed in from the outside.

"Say!" Zhao Weihu raised his head and responded.

"The second regiment leader is back and wants to meet with you."

"Let him in." Zhao Weihu replied.

Tens of seconds later, Chang Fei, the head of the second regiment, entered the room alone. His body was covered in mud and blood. One of his eyes was blind and blinked mechanically. The other sound eye cried out with tears in his eyes: "Second Regiment, one hundred and forty-three people were reduced in combat, ninety-seven people were lightly or severely wounded, and forty-six people were sacrificed!"

Zhao Weihu closed his eyes and thought carefully for a while: "The two regiments mobilized the remaining troops and set up defense zones layer by layer along the entrance of the town to prevent Tang Zhengde from coming to make up for the attack."

"Yes!"

Everyone saluted~www.wuxiaspot.com~Zhao Weihu looked down at the ground and said in a hoarse voice: "Mang... Mangzi went to the theater headquarters to pick up people... There is no news so far... Most likely it was broken."

The officers present were silent when they heard this.

"Go and do your work." Zhao Weihu said hoarsely.

After the officers left, within five minutes, the guards came in again, saluted and shouted, "Commander! The Khazar staff officer from the general headquarters is here."

"Let him in."

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The outside of Hualei town.

Sitting in the command vehicle, Tang Zhengde yelled on the phone: "I can't give him any more time! Their two regiments have already entered the town. If the follow-up troops come over, I can't eat him with two thousand people. I can't take him anymore. Give Zhao Weihu half an hour to think about it, if he agrees, I will withdraw; if he disagrees, I will directly fire!"