Sure enough, as soon as Jing Ling's words fell, a plane tree that needed to be hugged by two people suddenly fell down, and after a loud bang, the sharp branches cut a big hole in the camp tent, and the biting cold wind immediately mixed with the rain into the camp tent. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhuoma and the two little nurses were already frightened, but Jing Ling was the first to react, only to see him find a roll of bandages on the trolley, and then rushed to the breach of the camp tent, the first thing he saw was the tree that smashed the ground into cracks, which made him glad in his heart that the tree did not hit the camp tent head-on, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable!

The situation was very critical at the moment, Jing Ling hurriedly twisted the breach of the camp tent together, and finally wrapped it tightly with a bandage, and he breathed a sigh of relief after tying the dead knot, at this time he had been drenched in the wind and rain into a soup chicken.

"Divisional Commander!" Dolma ran up and worried, "What are we going to do!?" ”

Jing Ling said without hesitation: "You continue to take care of the wounded, and the rest will be handed over to the military department!" ”

After saying that, he strode out of the intensive care room like a meteor, leaving only Dolma with a majestic and upright back, which was powerful for the flower girl, and it was not until the other two little nurses called out to Dolma that she recovered from her stupor......

Along the way, Jing Ling was thinking about the staffing in the camp, and finally he decided to take the lead in calling the logistics department closest to the field hospital, and in a blink of an eye, he had come to the center of the medical camp group, where there was a small open space, and seven royal guards disguised as ordinary soldiers were also busy at the moment, and they were helping the medical staff to carry the medical supplies stacked in the open space to the adjacent camp tent.

When Jing Ling approached them, a guard with high alertness was the first to react, he turned his head to look, and when he found that it was the Thunder Emperor, he immediately straightened his chest and saluted: "Division commander! ”

The rest of the people also wanted to salute after reacting, but Jing Ling interrupted them first, "Quick! The two of you go to the logistics department and immediately organize personnel to come over and reinforce the camp tents and trees! ”

"Roger!"

The two guards who were pointed answered a sound, and then pulled their legs and ran in the direction of the logistics department, the entire PLA camp is very large, covering an area of more than 50,000 square meters, most of the buildings are made of wood, iron sheets and curtains, at this moment a sudden storm and rain made everyone feel caught off guard, in a short period of time, no officer even thought of abandoning their own camp, and took the lead in supporting the field hospital with weak manpower.

"Except for medical equipment and medicines, don't worry about the rest of the quilts or anything!" Jing Ling saw that the camp tent beside him was crumbling in the baptism of wind and rain, he knew that strengthening the camp tent was the top priority, so he decisively issued an order to give up ordinary medical supplies, and the surrounding medical staff saw that the person shouting was wearing the badge of the division commander, and suddenly seemed to have found the backbone of the heart, and began to divide labor and cooperate in an orderly manner.

Suddenly, a huge area of wind suddenly swept in, wrapped in countless garbage, Jing Ling stood upright in the wind, and judged with his body that the wind speed was about eight or nine levels, but the next moment he felt a sharp pain in his leg, looked down, and found that a piece of iron blown by the wind was inserted in his left calf!

"His uncle's!" Jing Ling gritted his teeth and pulled the iron sheet out of his left leg, and the blood suddenly soaked the military pants.

The wound should not be very deep, he comforted in his heart, then took off his shoes, pulled out the two laces, tied them to the top and bottom of the wound, and then plunged into the rescue operation......

Dolma ran out of the intensive care ward tent, she originally planned to return to the surgical tent to assist the doctor in treating the wounded, but she never thought that a cold wind hit her face, and she actually felt a little stinging!

Looking at the personnel who were rushing outside at the moment, she couldn't help but start worrying about the division commander who was sympathetic to his subordinates, so her eyes wandered away from the many rescue personnel, and finally fixed on a man in a blue military uniform.

He's hurt!

Zhuoma's expression froze, she saw that the Jing Master pulled out a bloody iron sheet from his leg, and then took off his shoes and pulled out the shoelaces, and then tied the shoelaces to the top and bottom of the wound, as a medical worker, Zhuoma knew that the Jing Master did this to stop the bleeding, but after a simple hemostatic treatment, he was barefoot, carrying a bag of sandbags and pressing it on the edge of the camp tent, this scene made Zhuoma feel admired.

She trotted to Jing Ling's side and shouted, "Master Jing! Come into the tent and let me help you with your wounds! ”

Jing Ling glanced at Zhuoma and said in an irresistible tone: "Don't talk nonsense, let me go in and do what you should do!" ”

After saying that, he didn't give Dolma time to answer, and continued to pick up a freshly filled bag of sandbags and ran towards a tent that was in danger in the wind and rain.

Zhuoma clenched her teeth, her eyes flashed with grievances, and there was also a hint of complicated expression, she chose to hide that trace of admiration, turned around and resolutely ran towards the surgical tent......

By the time two royal guards arrived with the soldiers of the logistics department, several tents had been uprooted by the strong winds, and the patients hiding in them were shivering in the wind and rain, and countless debris was blown to the ground.

"First rescue the seriously ill patients exposed to the wild!" Jing Ling shouted to the soldiers who came to support.

He spent the next few hours directing the people in the camp against the storm, his fake beard losing its stickiness from the rain, and when the first man recognized his emperor and let out an exclamation, the people began to lose their fear of the storm.

They saw their emperor desperately plunging into the rescue operation, from the field hospital to the logistics department, to the equipment department and the preparation battalion, his figure has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

When night began to fall, several large holes in the cloudy sky began to leak light, as if someone had fired a cannon into the sky.

"It's clear!!"

"Behold, we have overcome the storm!"

............

People cheered and shouted, and Jing Ling also looked up to the sky and smiled, as if the few big holes in the sky that leaked light were the most beautiful scenery in the world. The next moment, however, he frowned, and when he looked down at his feet, he found that his feet had been soaked white by the rain, and there was even a small stream of blood leaking from the hem of his trousers.

He had loosened the two laces on his left leg in order to allow blood to circulate and prevent the muscles from necrosis, and at that time he saw that his wound was not optimistic, and the gap cut by the iron sheet was five centimeters long, but instead of receiving immediate treatment, he chose to direct the people in the camp to fight the storm.

Now the storm had subsided, but when he had the idea of treating his wounds, an officer from the logistics department came running to him and said, "Thunder, our gunpowder is soaked in rain!" ”

Jing Ling's pupils shrank, but soon returned to normal, only to see him say to the official: "I need to be treated now, you list the losses and go to the operating room of the field hospital to find me." ”

With that, he left the official limping along...... (To be continued.) )