Ren Xiaosu's identity in the Tinder Force is indeed special now, after all, he can read the newspaper with P5, who knows what the relationship between these two people is now?

Therefore, the Tinder soldiers who saw the harmonious scene in the morning were polite to Ren Xiaosu, and they all heard that there was a refugee who had a good relationship with his own head officer, so don't offend.

To be honest, the Tinder soldiers were also puzzled about the relationship between P5092 and the boy.

So much so that when Ren Xiaosu returned to the truck of the Trinity Society, the three soldiers who received his watch actually ran to say that they wanted to return the watch to Ren Xiaosu, but Ren Xiaosu refused to take it back, and comforted the three soldiers in turn: "You can take it with peace of mind, rest assured, this is to thank you for your help on the road, I can't say that I am a good brother of your commander and I won't thank you, this is not right!"

The three soldiers were persuaded by Ren Xiaosu to go back, but the fact that Ren Xiaosu and P5 became good brothers went far and wide, and when they were eating the next morning, those cooking soldiers were extremely enthusiastic, and even asked Ren Xiaosu what he wanted to eat at noon......

The other refugees on the side couldn't accept this reality, seeing that they still couldn't eat, this teenager could even order food in the Tinder Army!

The gap between this person and the person can't be so big!

On that day, the marching plan of the Tinder troops suddenly accelerated, Ren Xiaosu could clearly feel that the speed of the car was accelerating, he grabbed the guardrail in front of the car body and asked the soldier who was driving, "Why did you suddenly speed up?"

The soldier said: "There is an order from above, we must rush to the front line within two days, not only the No. 176 barrier was attacked, but there were also northern tribes in the north of our Tinder, they slaughtered the people of the two factories, we must drive them away, and establish a defensive line in the north of the Tinder while their main army has not yet arrived in the Central Plains." ”

Ren Xiaosu pondered, it seems that this northern ethnic group has launched a full-scale attack on the Central Plains, and it is even going to fight together with the Wang clan and Tinder?!

Is this too confident, or does it mean that you don't understand the situation in the Central Plains at all?

He sat back in the car and watched the long convoy cross the mountains and rivers, at this moment Ren Xiaosu suddenly had a feeling of fighting side by side with Tinder to overcome the difficulties, this feeling was very wonderful, the two sides of the original opposition were suddenly linked together for the same foreign enemy, and Ren Xiaosu couldn't tell why.

Spring has arrived, and the mountains are beginning to turn green, and the streams have broken through the ice, and the melted snow water has flowed down the mountains and converged into a rushing river in the mountain stream, and when the river hits the stones, it will also crash into white waves.

If the fire succeeds, then everything here will be preserved, and if the fire fails, the stream in the mountain will also be stained red with blood.

On the third day, the Tinder troops finally rushed to the last forward base behind the front line, but what Ren Xiaosu didn't expect was that the entire advance base was a scene of chaos, and the veterans who had retreated from the front line were leaning against the wall and sleeping with guns, covered in mud and embarrassed.

Ren Xiaosu and the others also saw a large number of wounded, who were carried from the north into the health center in the base.

Outside the clinic, hundreds of wooden stakes and iron wires were used to build a place to dry clothes, on which bed sheets, clothes, and gauze were hung.

There are still traces of unwashed blood on the clothes that have been washed and dried, which is shocking.

Ren Xiaosu Huoran realized that in the few days when they rushed to the front line, the war in the north was far more cruel than he thought!

Someone carried the wounded outside the three-story building of the temporary health center and cried: "Who will save my squad leader?"

Ren Xiaosu looked at this scene from afar, this was the first time he saw the people of Tinder crying, it turned out that these people also had normal emotions and would feel sad for their comrades.

Ren Xiaosu had never seen this kind of scene before, and he had the impression that those people's teammates would not show any emotions when they died.

This is true whether it is the early morning squad or the evening squad.

Yang Xiaojin seemed to be aware of his doubts: "The intelligence system is different from the combat sequence, the people in the intelligence system do not get along day and night, and some people only become temporary partners when they carry out tasks, and those who do intelligence have always abandoned useless emotions." ”

At this time, there was also his comrade-in-arms next to the crying Tinder soldier, and there was a stretcher on the ground, and on the stretcher lay a Tinder soldier whose life and death were unknown.

Someone in the clinic ran out to receive the patient, but he was embarrassed: "There are not enough doctors in the clinic now, and they are all treating the patient who was sent in before, so you should carry him in first and wait!"

Several Tinder soldiers who brought the wounded were reluctant, and they grabbed the nurse: "You save him, he was chopped in the abdomen with an axe, and it will be too late if you don't save him!"

The physical fitness of the Tinder warrior is stronger than that of ordinary people, so an axe chopping in the abdomen can hold on for nearly half an hour, but no matter how strong the physical fitness is, he will die.

"Quick, go and save people!" Wang Jing beckoned everyone to get out of the car.

These Trinity Society doctors have had many complaints, many disappointments and frustrations on the road, but when they see a life about to disappear in front of them, the first thing they think about is to save people, and the rest will be talked about later.

Ren Xiaosu helped Wang Jing get out of the car, and Wang Jing said to the nurse: "I am Wang Jing of the Wang Trinity Society, prepare for surgery for me!"

The nurse was pleasantly surprised when she heard Wang Jing's name: "You are Mr. Wang Jing?"

At this time, Ren Xiaosu realized that the name Wang Jing was so effective in the medical industry, and the other party gave the old man absolute trust just by hearing the name.

But the nurse was puzzled: "The operating room is all occupied, not because you don't use it, but there are too many injured patients, and all the doctors who can operate in this clinic are saving people, and some people haven't slept for a day and a night." ”

Wang Jing was a little embarrassed, what should he do if there was no operating room? Without even a sterile environment, how could he operate on patients?

Ren Xiaosu on the side suddenly said to Wang Jing: "Nurse, you come directly with the stitches, old man, you come and stitch him, I still have some ancestral ointment here, which should save him." ”

As he spoke, the nurse turned around and returned to the clinic and came out with a utensil, on which were placed medical instruments such as hemostats and sutures, Wang Jing glanced at Ren Xiaosu: "You should know how serious the consequences of bacteria and viruses staying in his body will be if there is no careful disinfection, are you sure?"

Ren Xiaosu grinned: "Don't worry, old man." ”

After speaking, Wang Jing really began to directly stitch up the patient's wounds, the intestines of the Tinder soldier's abdomen were cut off, and the whole person was already in a state of shock from blood loss, according to the nurse's thoughts, this person should be hopeless, but Wang Jing seemed to trust the young man next to him very much.

I saw that every time Wang Jing stitched up a wound, Ren Xiaosu smeared a little black medicine, and he didn't care whether this black medicine would have the effect of internal administration when applied to the abdomen, and now he had to let the other party survive first.

The Tinder soldiers on the side were still in despair, but they suddenly found that when the black medicine was smeared on the first wound, the pale cheeks of their squad leader returned to a trace of blood, and they looked at each other, what kind of medicine is this, it is so magical?!

Not far away, P5092 had been watching this scene with great interest, and the adjutant next to him wanted to say something, but he stopped him: "Let's see." ”

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