A jeep with a stretcher across the engine compartment cover was parked in front of the tent of the field hospital, and the car was bumped along the way, and the faces of the wounded lying on the stretcher became unsightly.

A nurse propped up the clipboard with her arm and shouted loudly to the soldier driving the car: "The lightly wounded are on the other side, only the seriously wounded are accepted here." ”

"I don't know if they're minor or bad, they look like they're dying, but they're still alive and well." The soldier driving the car had a strange face, jumped out of the car, and pointed to the back seat of his car.

At this time, the nurse saw that there was a poor wounded man curled up in the back seat, he didn't even mix the stretcher, just curled up in the back of the car, and the blood stains on his body looked very scary.

"Oh my God......" The nurse hurried over to see if the man, who would normally be dead, was still breathing.

After more than 30 hours of chaotic fighting, Iran Hill had never had as many wounded as it did today. The entire front-line field medical system is being put to the test, and every front-line medical doctor is doing their best to rescue the wounded.

It can be said responsibly that in the past day, the number of amputations due to war in Alan Hill is the sum of the number of war amputees in the past 11 months!

This is a great test for the Iran Hill field medical system, which has never been tested in this way. But they withstood the test, saved the lives of hundreds of wounded, and helped them to alleviate the pain as much as possible.

"You're not going to bring two corpses back, are you?" The little nurse is also on the battlefield for the first time, and she was able to come here because she was the second daughter of a low-level nobleman and had a good education, so she was selected to work as a nurse on the front line.

But she was no longer as flustered as she had been 30 hours ago, when she saw the wounded for the first time, covered in blood.

"They're all alive, though I think they should have died...... But they are still alive, and when I passed a pothole just now, the one in front of me was still crying out in pain. The soldier who drove the wounded said firmly.

He felt that he should be a professional, professional soldier transporting the wounded, it was impossible to transport two corpses back, it was just an insult, so he had to insist on his correctness!

The female nurse walked to the front of the car and saw a soldier lying on the stretcher fixed on the hood of the car, whose rank showed that he was a platoon commander, and depending on the color of the troops, he was still a platoon commander of a heavy armored grenadier.

"Still conscious?" The nurse asked as she walked up to the man on a stretcher who was motionless and seemed to have become a corpse, and touched the other man's face with her hand.

"I think I'm dying......" The man lying on the stretcher suddenly spoke, startling the little nurse too: "You'd better save me quickly." ”

"Well, you don't look serious." Hearing that the other party's language for help was clear and there was no shock, the nurse was relieved.

She let go of the hand that was pinching the other person's face, looked at her clean hand, and walked to the wounded man in the back seat of the car.

The blood on the wounded man's face had dried up, so the little nurse didn't get his hands covered in blood. She walked to the back of the car and saw the man curled up in the back seat, already sitting up.

His shirt was torn and gone, and he was wearing a pair of tattered pants on the lower half of his body, and he couldn't tell what rank he had.

However, this man's upper body is full of muscles, and he is as strong as a male lion. These muscles are crawling with wounds, from old healing wounds to scary new wounds.

Covering a serious wound on his body, the man's eyes glanced at the female nurse: "I can still hold on, you go and save the ...... in front first"

"Can you stand it? Big brother, are you a bear? Looking at the stout man in front of her, the female nurse complained in disbelief.

"I'm not a bear......" Burrison subconsciously retorted, always a little weak-hearted.

There is no way, after wolfing, he has to be strong for a few days before he can return to his original normal figure, which can be regarded as a sequelae, and it is also a price after his wolfing.

"He's not a bear, he's a wolf......" The second platoon commander who was lying on the stretcher laughed, and even pulled the wound, his face changed from pain, and he was still laughing with tears in his eyes.

"Get the two of them down and send them to the tent behind me......" The nurse ignored the two madmen and turned to the soldiers who were driving.

The soldier was also accustomed to being shouted at by nurses or doctors, so he hurried forward and opened the lock that held the stretcher in place.

He's very skilled, after all, he's been doing this kind of work lately. Several soldiers who had rushed over to maintain order in the field hospital also came over with light weapons on their backs and helped carry the stretcher down.

Two other people ignored the blood stains and mixed Burrison in the back of the car into the car. A basin of cold water then washed over the wooden seats in the back of the car, and the dried black and red blood stains mixed together, dripping onto the floor of the car and leaking out of the cracks.

At this time, the alarm of this field hospital suddenly sounded, and several soldiers who helped quickly took down the M4 assault rifle they were carrying from behind their backs and vigilantly searched all corners.

"It's really interesting here." At this time, a man in a white robe came out from behind the tent and exclaimed in vague words: "What do I see? The blood of a giant wolf, flowing in the veins of a mortal? ”

"It's really not easy to sneak in, I killed three guards along the way, and I was still found out." Another muffled voice sounded, and a second white-robed man walked out of the other side of the tent with a bloodied sword.

"It's a place to heal the wounded...... No one can stop us. The white-robed man who spoke first said proudly in his own indistinct voice.

"yes, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and destroy this place, or we won't be able to leave when their people gather." The other white-robed man flicked the long sword in his hand, throwing the blood on it into the dirt under his feet, and was already ready to charge.

"I just came here and saw you two damn guys, and thought we Ran Hill didn't have anyone to stop you, right?" A beautiful voice sounded from above the heads of the two white-robed men: "Say, which of you will come up first to lead the death?" Or rather, you can't wait to be killed by me together? ”

"I was so lucky, I thought something might be going on here, and I was really waiting for it. It was not in vain. They should be in a hurry, right? Hurry up and kill the two of you, I'll go back, lest someone worry about me......" A petite female magician wearing a black robe and a mask hovered in the air, overlooking the two white-robed divine attendants, moving her thin wrists: "Huh? This scene...... It's like that funny saying...... What's it called? Praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches behind? Yes, that's it! ”

The two white-robed men glanced at each other, and then without saying a word, they rushed to the Ellan Hill sorceress who stopped in front of them not far away.

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It's not in a good state, I stayed up all night to write so much, and the other one is a little later, let's watch it in the afternoon.