As soon as Liu Shunbing wanted to respond, he was pulled aside by Chen Weidong: "Do you really dare to go?" ”

"What's wrong?"

"Zhihui, he really knows Eagle Language, at the level of the two of us, you go to be a translator for others?"

"Our level is very good, we have a foundation, we can learn in the past. Dongzi, do you want to go back alive? ”

"Nonsense!"

"Then go to the prisoner of war camp! This is a rare opportunity, if we don't grasp it, I can't say that our company will be transferred to the front line in a few days! Liu Shunbing reminded in a low voice, looked up at the translator who was still waiting for their reply not far away, and continued: "And we are going to be managed as prisoners of war, that is, to manage the turtle grandson like David, and we can also announce personal vendetta to relieve anger!" ”

Chen Weidong also looked up at David, who was waiting impatiently not far away, and showed a kind smile: "It's a little reasonable." ”

"Let's go, listen to me!" Liu Shunbing dragged him back to the translator, and said with a smile: "Chief, that's it, the two of us are relatively poor, and we may not be able to be translators......

"It's okay, you've studied it, haven't you? You can practice more. The translator replied with a smile.

The two glanced at each other, and were about to nod their heads, but they heard a warrior running over with a roar, shouting as they ran: "Here's a few people!" A few people from the medical team! Save people! ”

"It's a sentry." Yang Zhihui recognized the person.

The conversation between Liu Shunbing and the translator was also interrupted.

"What's wrong, comrade?" Xiaowen heard him call for the medical team, so she hurriedly greeted him.

The sentry panted and pointed to the location of the road and shouted, "Just now...... We saw the convoy bombed by planes! It was less than three miles from the position...... The squad leader has already brought someone over first, and your medical team should also send someone to pick it up, someone must be injured! ”

"The convoy was blown up?" When Liu Shunbing heard this, he also hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Why does the transport team leave during the day?" During this time, the devil's plane came every day, didn't they all leave at night? ”

The sentry relented and continued, "Didn't your medical team rush for that medicine to save lives? It is estimated that it will be three miles away, so I rushed to deliver the medicine...... Don't say it, hurry up, save people! ”

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and subconsciously looked at David, who was unclear.

"I'm a hygienist, I'll go to save people first, you hurry up and call people at the infirmary!" Xiaowen yelled and shouted, pushed the sentry and ran down the mountain.

"Xiaowen!"

Seeing this, the three of them didn't care about settling accounts with David, so they hurried to catch up.

The translator was also stunned, tangled, and asked the fellow soldiers to bring the prisoners back first, and also went to save people.

……

……

The audience in the movie theater was also stunned, just now I watched Liu Shunbing's brother and his brother play clever and wanted to escape to the rear to rectify David, but they didn't expect the plot to turn around here and make such a fuss.

The scene on the screen shifted to the highway, where the lighthouse country plane that had just flown dropped two bombs, presumably two shuttles.

The carriage of the convoy was overturned, the horses were also killed, and the supplies were spilled all over the ground, mainly some grain.

Many of the convoys were also blown up beyond recognition, with heavy casualties.

Several lightly wounded people endured the pain and rescued their comrades.

And there are still a few warriors on the ground who have no breath.

The protagonist and his party ran all the way, and Xiaowen, the hygienist who had always looked soft and weak, also ran all the way.

Three miles away, many girls in the future can vomit in the 800-meter physical test.

"Quick! Help! ”

The movie screen follows the perspective of the protagonist and his party, and it is shocking to see more soldiers who were injured up close.

This is war!

The follow-up medical team also came, urgently bandaged them, and carried several seriously injured people onto stretchers.

Save people first, and then find opportunities for supplies and then rescue them.

"Comrade, hold on! Hold on! ”

Xiaowen pressed the wound with a crying voice, but blood kept coming out of her fingers.

The military doctor also ran over to check on the injury, but before he could make any moves, the seriously wounded man's face turned away, and although his eyes were still open, they had lost their brilliance.

"Comrade? Homosexuals! ”

"He lost so much blood that he died." The medic took his pulse, sighed, and helped him close his eyes.

Xiaowen cried, crying a little out of her voice.

The medic took her by the hand and went to save the others.

"This way! Doctor, this way! On the other side of the road, Liu Shunbing and Chen Weidong lifted the wreckage of the carriage and dug out a wounded man who was still panting.

The military doctor hurriedly came over with a first-aid kit on his back, and Xiaowen also wiped her tears and ran over to help.

The seriously wounded were lying on the ground with a log tied to their backs.

Fortunately, it was the wood that blocked the wound and did not cause heavy bleeding.

Two other pieces of shrapnel also hit him in the back, and the military doctor had to treat the two wounds first, and then carry them back to the infirmary and then find a way to surgically remove the shrapnel and the log.

"I hope it didn't hurt my internal organs." The military doctor shook his hand and was about to save the others, but he grabbed his hand.

"Comrade?"

Yang Zhihui and Chen Weidong, who were carrying the stretcher back and forth, saw that he was awake and still grabbed the doctor's hand, so they quickly stopped so as not to let him fall.

I saw the seriously wounded man lying on the stretcher, holding the hand of the military doctor with one hand, and slowly taking out a wooden box from his pocket with the other hand and handing it to him.

"What is this?"

"Medicine ......" the seriously wounded replied weakly and let go of the military doctor's hand.

The medic opened the wooden box, revealing a small glass bottle tightly wrapped in cotton cloth and cotton.

"Penicillin."

"Penicillin!" The interpreter helped a lightly wounded man over, and was pleasantly surprised when he heard the doctor's words: "Hans is saved?" ”

Hans was the seriously wounded foreign pilot prisoner of war lying in the infirmary.

The military doctor also nodded with mixed emotions: "It's saved." ”

"Wait, only one? So what does he do? Liu Shunbing suddenly thought of something and shouted urgently.

The interpreter was stunned and looked at the seriously wounded man lying on the stretcher.

The seriously wounded had already passed out after being given medicine.

"Just this bottle?" The translator was a little incredulous, "Look for it again?" Looking for other places? ”

"No more! That's it! The most important thing for the entire convoy is in his hands! Yang Zhihui's voice trembled a little.

The military doctor also nodded: "It has been said in the telegram that the hospital can only give us this bottle." ”

"Save Hans first, Hans can't hold it anymore!" The translator said urgently.

"Put your mother's shit" Liu Shunbing was anxious, and grabbed his collar when he came up: "Then what should he do!" ”

"A Soldier"

Xiaowen hurriedly came up and separated the two of them.

"Hans's wound is inflamed and infected! Penicillin is a must! He ......" The interpreter looked at the seriously wounded who was lying on the stretcher and passed out, and his voice trembled: "He may not be able to use it...... You can get another bottle from the rear hospital! That's right, another bottle! ”

"The hospital can only give us one bottle," Yang Zhihui yelled at him.

"Without penicillin, Hans wouldn't have survived tonight!" The translator also yelled.

"It's about Lao Tzu!"