Chen Fa'er lay down in the foxhole of her own in the ring fortifications, looking at the braids that came over like chicken blood, and she realized how much of a virgin she had just said about the preferential treatment of prisoners. She knew very well that these braids rushed over like crazy not because they had any firm beliefs, but because Lord Man had set a lot of money on the heads of everyone on his side.

Hey, I'm still too kind, I just wanted to talk about humanitarianism to those pigtails fluttering in the mud, but if these new troops really rush over, who will pity me, they just see us as walking bounties! In other words, my small body type is the mainstream of aesthetics in this era, should I smear some mud on my face, that little smashing cannon was taken away, and at that time, the old lady didn't even have a self-cut guy! Chen Fa'er, who had no combat mission, couldn't stop thinking nonsense.

Of course, as the designer of this circular fortification, Zhang Zhiqiu was not at all worried about the pigtails holding bolt-action rifles rushing in on the opposite side, and his carefully prepared configuration of the firing points would put those braids in the crossfire no matter which direction they approached. Well, considering the two factors of your own unreliable shooting hit rate and the fact that the braids will go out of the line, it is estimated that the Qing army will not suffer too many casualties, but it is not difficult to reach the support of the green paint area.

Zhang Zhiqiu is most worried about the three airport tractors full of equipment and the "Nanola" armored repair vehicle covering them, and the 7.62mm machine gun on the Z4 is a mobile support firepower that he relied on when designing this ring fortification, and it will naturally have more pressure on the side of the outer wave ring fortification.

Of course, the three airport tractors were the most worrying, and the pigtails obviously saw that these three short-legged and thin-skinned guys were the best bullies, and no matter how hard the saucer head tried to attract firepower, they still bit the convoy.

"Rub, we've got someone hurt here!" The efforts of the Qing New Army finally paid off, and the Z4 reported on the radio that there were maintenance workers in the towing convoy who were injured.

In fact, in this battle, which is comparable to a Hollywood blockbuster, the archery skills of both sides are too much to look at. Although there were some non-combatants and military blind people on this side, the fighters on the side of the Qing army and the new army were not very well-trained, and most of them were just farmers working in the fields with hoes for a few months.

After a few months of training, these soldiers of the new army were able to carry out their orders despite the bullets flying all over the sky, and that was all because of the outstanding results of the foreign training sent by the Gaul chickens, so there should be no unrealistic illusions about shooting accuracy or anything. Of course, he would be hit in this kind of rookie pecking at each other, and the maintenance worker who was screaming on his thighs was really home.

"If the rough embryo in Z4 doesn't come out quickly and pull Ya in to tie the tourniquet, he will definitely not be able to survive the arrival of reinforcements!" Chen Ze saw the blood gushing out of the maintenance worker's fingers through the binoculars, and estimated that the hapless man's femoral artery was hit by a bullet.

"You expect a group of maintenance workers to know first aid? The one who was hit wasn't a robot, right? Chen Fa'er complained.

"Give me a three-level head and body armor, and I'll go and save people!" Chen Ze shouted to Zhang Zhiqiu.

"What?! Three-stage head? As a person who doesn't play much PC games, Zhang Zhiqiu only knows about body armor but doesn't know what Chen Ze said about the three-level head.

However, there are no tertiary heads here at all, not even a single body armor. In the end, Chen Ze had no choice but to wear a helmet handed by a ground crew girl, wearing a tactical vest with steel plates stuffed in the front sandwich, and jumped out of the ring fortification with a first-aid kit.

Knock, knock, knock, Chen Ze banged vigorously on the tail hatch of Z4, although there was no radio communication equipment in the ring fortification, the maintenance workers in Z4 still knew how to pull the injured colleague into the crew compartment.

"Damn, it's okay to cover it with clothes like this, make room for me!" Chen Ze saw that the few white T-shirts used by the maintenance workers to compress the wounds had already sucked enough blood, and concluded that the hapless guy's femoral artery must have been hit by a bullet.

Chen Ze first injected the unlucky egg with a tube of morphine, then used thread scissors to cut an incision in the clothing near the wound to fully expose the wound, and then rinsed the wound with water. The 11mm lead round head used by the Qing army smashed an irregular wound in the unlucky man's thigh, and Chen Ze searched for a long time with a strong flashlight but still couldn't find the severed head of the femoral artery that was hit, and finally had to tie a tourniquet to the wounded.

"This is Z4, call the command center of the green paint area, in the firefight just now, we have someone who was injured in the femoral artery, and now he is in hemorrhagic shock, please speed up the reinforcements!" Chen Ze uses the Z4's radio to call for help in the green paint area.

"What!? Someone is seriously injured again!? Don't you have a Merkava MK4 tank in there? Zhao Yiyi, who was standing by the radio, expressed his shock at the new situation, and as an armored commander, he was curious about how these rough embryos managed to seriously injure themselves when they had a powerful Israeli MK4 main battle tank with anti-infantry capabilities and the opponent was still the Qing army.

"Sir, it's hard to put into words, N3 has fallen into the pit again! Let the osprey fly faster, I hung up the last packet of plasma, and whether or not he can withstand the osprey will depend on his creation. Chen Ze was also desperate about N3 falling into the pit again.

After instructing a maintenance worker to carry the bag of their last plasma, Chen Ze carried the foreign trade 56 and a half out of the crew compartment of the Z4. The tourniquet had been pierced, the morphine had been injected, and it was useless for Chen Ze, a doctor who didn't even count two knives, to stay next to the wounded, but the hand he had practiced in the dome light curtain was still somewhat useful for the movement of the convoy.

Chen Ze joined the choice of shooting with a ground crew helmet on his head, and soon changed the dilemma of towing the convoy. This kind of accurate shooting, with a success rate of nearly 60% or more, put pressure on the recruits of the Qing army, which was incomparable to the Z4's 7.62mm machine gun operated by maintenance workers.

When Chen Ze shot the fourth Qing soldier who tried to take the zigzag route to avoid enemy fire, there was no more braid that emerged from hiding in an attempt to approach the convoy. Ten minutes later, the Z4 finally pulled all three airport tractors behind the N3, and the group of non-combatant traversers finally gained the initiative on the battlefield. If the Qing army were to attack the slow-moving towing convoy again, they would have to put themselves in the middle of a crossfire of N3 and Z4.

"This is Osprey No. 1, ETM30minutes" Xiong Bo's voice came from the radio stations of Z4 and N3.

"Hurry up, we're running out of ammunition!" After a round of wave shots, the N3 ran out of ammunition.