At this time, the stronghold at the foot of the Kuolin Mountain, where the war had just been extinguished, set up dense military tents.

Wounded people were constantly being transported down from the top of the mountain, and wounded soldiers lay on improvised stretchers made of bamboo.

Some of them were seriously injured, but under the joy of victory, their pain seemed to have eased, and one by one they endured the pain and waited for the military doctors to treat them.

Ye Chengze's military uniform was stained with different shades of blood, and his wheat-colored handsome face was the same color of fortitude.

He walked between the camps on his long legs, counting the casualties of his comrades.

When a soldier was covered with a white cloth by the military doctor and announced his glorious death, there was a warm wetness in his red eyes, he took off his military hat, straightened his waist, and saluted the corpse seriously and solemnly, silently reading in his heart: Brother go well, the motherland will not forget you!

Twelve comrades from the 2nd Battalion of the Flying Leopard Independent Regiment were seriously wounded, and almost all of the vanguard companies were wounded of varying degrees of severity.

This offensive campaign was fought extremely hard because of the huge gap in the terrain that was easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the casualties were still very serious.

Ye Chengze's rough iron bones were buried deep in the delicate soft intestines, and the impact of the scene hit his heart directly.

It was the first time he had gone into battle against an enemy army, and it was the first time he had faced death so closely.

As far as the eye could see, there was a desolation, the color of blood and the smoke of the post-war war were intertwined, and the smell of blood and scorching air floated in the air, as if a haze enveloped the heart.

Ye Chengze's mood is particularly heavy and very sad!

Later, when he saw that the Soviet army was also carried down from the mountain by his comrades, Ye Chengze's heart suddenly pinched.

"Soviets......" he rushed over.

"Boss, boss, I'm fine!" the Soviet army grinned in pain, but tried to pull out a smile and try to make himself look more relaxed.

"Where is the injury?" Ye Chengze frowned and asked.

The Soviet army's uniforms were also mottled with blood, and he couldn't tell where he was wounded.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't be nervous, I'm all skin trauma. The Soviet Army didn't want Ye Chengze to worry too much about him, so he just talked about it lightly.

In fact, when the Soviet army successfully evaded the minefield ambushed by the Vietnamese army with a company, it was injured by the afterglow of the detonated mine, and the piece of land where it was lying at that time was shaken out of the hole.

The Soviet army was in pain as if he had been killed, and there were several places on his body that broke his skin and bleed.

After the military doctor showed him, he told him not to move for the time being, and to observe again to see if there was any hidden bleeding from internal organs.

Ye Chengze asked the Soviet army to untie the military uniform outside.

When he saw that the bottom-based white vest he was wearing was soaked with blood, the green tendons in the corners of his forehead suddenly protruded.

"Medic, Medic......" he shouted.

"Cheng Ze, don't shout, the military doctor still has to treat other seriously injured brothers, I've seen it here, it's not a big deal.

It's an explosion and shock injury, and it's not a big deal. The Soviet army hurriedly said to Ye Chengze.

He was in pain all over, and he had to gasp and gasp a few times when he said two words.

"Don't speak, I'll let you go back to the tent first, and you can rest first. Ye Chengze's eyes were red.

"Well, I'm fine, my life is big, I survived!" Su Jun grabbed Ye Chengze's hand and said to him: "Don't write my injuries in the list of the wounded."

Chengze, I don't want Xiaojing and my family to worry, ah!"

Ye Chengze also clenched the hand of the Soviet army, raised his head and tried not to let himself shed tears, and nodded in response.

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