Bai Xiao and Liu Yun were holding on to the stretcher, they were silent, the checkpoints they passed along the way were all life and death, they did not allow any mistakes, not only their own lives, but also other people's.

The wounded on the stretcher were covered with raincoats, and in this kind of weather, it was a heavy rain here at any time, and it came and went quickly, faster than a child's face.

Every inch of land under the feet is like a man-eating monster, everyone walks carefully, many mountain roads have no road at all, for example, this section of the road they are walking now, almost all of them are steep slopes down the mountain, there is no road, basically the two fighters in front of the stretcher have to resist the stretcher on their shoulders, the two fighters in the back are almost cats at the waist, the two people in the middle protect the wounded on the stretcher, but also help stabilize the front and rear, the force on that side is uneven, they have to coordinate poorly, and they will overturn at any time.

Bai Xiao didn't care about the painful face on his face that was scratched by the weeds on the side of the road, the weeds here were as sharp as knives, and they walked for almost four hours after a three-hour journey, and at dawn, they finally withdrew to the camp.

When the soldiers who greeted them took the stretcher, they were almost tired and paralyzed on the ground, you must know that the stretcher is completely different from carrying a wounded, the stretcher consumes several people's strength, and you must unite and cooperate, otherwise it will never be possible, but it is much easier to carry it alone.

The two wounded were quickly sent to the field hospital in the back of the car, where there were no conditions for surgery, and Bai Xiao and the others stayed in the camp, where there were a total of ten hygienists, and they were arranged to live in the safest col of the camp, where the terrain was open, and there were steep mountain passes around them that were used as natural barriers, and the other camps were stationed on the cliffs on both sides, and behind them was a village, where some border people lived, they were natives and raised locals, and they had never left this land in their lives.

Even when confronted with the scourge of hostile vision, these villagers are reluctant to leave their homes.

Bai Xiao and Liu Yun returned to the camp, the two of them almost fell asleep, and in the past two days of tossing, both of them were so tired that they could barely open their eyes.

It's only been less than a week since they arrived at the border, and it seems like a year has passed for them.

In particular, the difficulty of climbing over the mountains and mountains made them understand that this was the real battlefield.

Bai Xiao saw An Zhiyuan smiling at her in a dream, as bright as a spring flower in February, a warm hug hugged her tightly in her arms, held it high, the two looked at each other, and each other's figures were in each other's eyes.

As soon as he woke up, Bai Xiao began to join the ranks of caring for the wounded, many of the wounded had no way to transfer to the field hospital in the rear, unless it was a particularly dangerous wounded, and those who could generally be treated on the spot would be sent to the temporary infirmary.

They have to nurse the wounded every day, which is equivalent to five heights, and the logistics of a battalion of wounded are constantly being cared for.

The task is arduous.

It is their job to clean the wounds that need to be cleaned every day, and the disinfectant gauze that needs to be cleaned is their job, and the supplies of medicines, gauze, etc., can only be delivered once a month.

It was sent along with food and ammunition supplies, so for them to save as much as possible, it is normal for gauze to be reused, and drying it in the sun after disinfection is their only means.