After crying, Dolma felt much more comfortable, she forced a smile in the mirror, and walked out of the toilet after trying her best to hide her sadness. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The corridor was full of wounded people on both sides, leaving only a passage less than half a meter wide, and Dolma could only cautiously walk to the operating room, observing the faces of the wounded all the way, and she found that most of them were in a daze alone, as if they had lost their passion for life.

There are also people who are wheezing and moaning, and such people are usually not very seriously injured, such as small fractures, knife wounds, gunshot wounds and burns, etc., of course, the injury is not very serious and the criterion is that 'if you don't treat it within an hour, you will die'.

Dolma also saw someone crying and muttering the names of her dead comrades, and she tugged at the basin in her hand and increased her pace, as if staying in the corridor for an extra minute would be torture.

Finally, she came to the door of the operating room, saying that the door was actually a curtain, and it was still bloody, and when she opened the curtain, her face immediately showed a stunned look.

I saw a man standing in the narrow operating room, he was wearing a dark blue standard military uniform, a military hat inlaid with a metal ring of wheat ears, a masculine comb beard, a calm face revealing a unique temperament of a person in a high position, and those deep eyes made people unable to extricate themselves.

"Divisional Commander!" Despite not knowing who the man was, Dolma recognized his rank by the badge on the other's shoulder.

"Hello, call me Commander Jing, I'm just here to inspect the situation in the field hospital." Jing Ling subconsciously smiled, but his smile stopped abruptly when he saw the wounded soldier who was paralyzed on the operating table.

At this time, the chief surgeon walked in, and he was as surprised as Dolma that a senior general would appear in the operating room, but because the next wounded person needed to be operated on immediately, the chief surgeon only said a few honorifics to Jing Ling, and then ordered Dolma to pull the wounded man who was wrapped in gauze out of the operating room.

When the chief surgeon and Dolma worked together to move the wounded from the operating table to the mobile stretcher, Jing Ling volunteered to pull the stretcher, much to the consternation of the two, who believed that a senior general like the division commander should be strategizing in the headquarters, rather than sacrificing precious time here to save a wounded.

But because of Jing Ling's insistence, Zhuoma had no choice but to help him settle the wounded, and the chief surgeon had no time to persuade Jing Ling, and as soon as the curtain was drawn, the next operation against death continued.

Along the way, Jing Ling witnessed the pain caused by the war, and saw the wounded who could be disabled or even killed for life, and the sadness began to spread to his eyes, and he also thought about the consequences of launching the war on terror, but in order to prevent the empire from falling into internal and external troubles, he could only launch a large-scale campaign again after the Mobei War stopped for less than three months.

Facts have proved that he is right, at this moment [Sunflower] has been beaten to the ground, and the remaining more than 10,000 people are hiding in the deep mountains and old forests in the form of guerrilla warfare, but it is precisely this that makes the battle situation fall into a stalemate.

In this era, there were no surveillance satellites, and it was a daunting task to find an enemy in the middle of a forest, like looking for a pile of sand in the middle of the ocean.

If China wants to completely solve its internal troubles, it must exterminate the [Cook Khanate] and [Sunflower], Jingling has received good news from the revolutionary army, and the [Cook Khanate] led by the Yelupo army has been completely annihilated, and now all that is left is the [Sunflower] fighting guerrilla warfare.

Thinking of this, he felt that all these costs were worth paying, as long as the internal worries were solved, China could truly unite the strength of the whole country, swallow the Nolan Peninsula in the east and the north of Nolan in the south, and only by getting these two unique lands can China have its own seaport and the qualification to start the industrial revolution.

It seemed that the evacuation of the overseas Chinese who remained in Nolan was about to begin, he sighed in his heart, and when he and Dolma pulled the mobile stretcher to a cramped intensive care ward, he pretended to be casual and asked Dolma: "Is this comrade's situation optimistic?" ”

Zhuoma didn't know that the man standing in front of her was the supreme ruler of the empire, she only regarded the other party as a military leader who was sympathetic to her subordinates, so she said in a pleading tone: "Commander Jing, our medical supplies are really too short, especially medical personnel, on average, only one medical staff can be taken care of for every forty wounded, can you send more soldiers to the field hospital to assist us in our work?" ”

Jing Ling looked at this poor woman, he found that the other party's pupils were already bloodshot, and he could see that she hadn't rested for a long time, and her eyes were also a little red and swollen, as if she had just cried.

"Master Jing, is there something wrong with my attire?" Dolma saw Jing Ling looking at him without saying a word, and he panicked for no reason.

The intensive care ward was crowded with twelve beds, almost all the patients were paralyzed in bed and could not take care of themselves, and the two busy sweaty little nurses heard Zhuoma shout out the words of Master Jing, and immediately respected Jing Ling, and saluted and shouted in unison: "Hello Teacher!" ”

Jing Ling looked stunned, and after coming back to his senses, he hurriedly said, "Go and get busy, don't be bothered by me." ”

When the busy figures of the two little nurses shook again, he looked at Zhuoma again and said, "Regarding the nervousness of the medical staff, I have brought a group of people over, and the medical supplies will arrive before dawn tomorrow." He paused, looked a little cautious, and said, "By the way, I want to hear what you think of this war?" ”

Dolma's body shook, and she vaguely guessed that her thoughts would influence the high-ranking general's strategic planning, which made her look very nervous, and she was afraid that she would accidentally say the wrong thing.

Seeing this, Jing Ling opened his mouth to reassure: "If you have any ideas, just say it, this is a war related to the fate of the whole country, as a strategic planner, knowing the thoughts of the front-line soldiers plays a vital role in winning the war." ”

When Dolma heard this, she felt that her burden was heavier, and she thought for a long time, and just as she was about to speak, a thunderclap suddenly sounded in the sky.

Jing Ling's eyes shrank suddenly, and he looked in the direction of the window, his expression revealing a solemnity.

I saw that the originally clear blue sky was densely covered with thick clouds, like a black curtain covering the sky, and the thunder was sometimes loud, and the whirlwind also blew the branches of the trees to crack, as if a big thunderstorm would come in an instant.

"Damn, the field hospitals are all makeshift tents, and they must be reinforced immediately!" Jing Ling shouted anxiously. (To be continued.) )