Without speaking, without responding, Clea, with a blank face, drew the gun from her waist and pointed it at the forehead of one of her fellow wounded.

"Captain......" Ieta whispered, her voice full of unbearability.

Claire still didn't answer, and there was no expression on her cold face other than indifference. Her fingers slammed into the trigger, slowly pressing. Don't look away, you can't bear to look at it.

However, just a second before the bullet was about to be fired, a hand reached out, held down the muzzle, and snatched it down.

"What are you going to do?" Tang Fang's slightly hoarse voice came. He never thought that such a fresh and graceful, elegant girl with an orchid face would be so hard-hearted. In the face of familiar and pale faces, how could she do it.

"Let them go." Claire's voice was very faint, so faint that it made people feel a kind of cold to the bone, as if the person standing in front of him was not a flesh-and-blood person, but a machine.

"If it were me lying there, I would have liked it."

"But they're not you." Tang Fang roared angrily, even if he subconsciously knew that Claire's words were very reasonable, he still couldn't accept it, he couldn't accept that as a girl, she would be so hard-hearted.

Think about Sam Jr.'s stubbornness, Grant's integrity, Stilwell's loyalty, Montgomery's good temper, and then look at the cold woman in front of him who he repelled from the bottom of his heart, she was too calm, too rational, calm and frightening.

These were all her companions, and she shot at a brother in the trenches, how did she do it!

Tang Fang thought of Zhou Ai, who was also a woman and a soldier, although Zhou Ai was as cold as a blade. But it was to the enemy, and in the face of her companions, she would never give up easily.

"With the medical conditions of the coalition army, we can't save them, delay, we can only make them suffer more......" Iyeta walked up to him. Said in a slightly choked voice. If she could, how could she abandon her comrades who had fought side by side. Choices, sometimes like a sharp knife poking into one's heart, will stab oneself at the same time.

"You can't, but I can." Tang Fang's voice was not loud, but everyone listened to it word for word. Can he? Can radiation sickness be treated?

For a time, his body gathered the eyes of almost everyone, the vast majority. There is a deep sense of incomprehension, surprise, and some confusion.

He didn't explain, but quickly opened the storage box on his shoulder and pulled out a large pile of syringes filled with dark green solution. Stuffed a few of them into Iyeta's hand, seeing her looking at herself in a daze, Tang Fang frowned unconsciously: "Why are you still stunned, you want to save them." Then hurry up. ”

"Oh...... Oh! Iyeta came back to her senses and looked at the syringes in her palm. Turning around, he walked towards a wounded man. Although she didn't know what was in it, out of trust in Tang Fang, she still chose to comply.

Roll up the sleeves of the wounded and find the blood vessels. Insert the syringe and slowly inject the solution.

As the volume of fluid slowly decreased, the faces of the wounded on the stretcher began to become rosy, and even the rapid breathing gradually stabilized.

After completing an injection, Ieta looked at the wounded who were gradually improving. Looking at the syringe in his hand again, a hearty smile with a slight smile quickly bloomed on his face.

"Medic, ...... Quick, hurry up and inject everyone. ”

Syringes were distributed and injected into the bodies of the wounded, and in just a few minutes, they miraculously stood up one by one, crying, laughing, or shouting praises to the Father to their brothers.

"Brother, I'm back."

"Robinson, put away your tears, I'm not dead yet."

"Bruno, don't hold so tightly, you're going to strangle me."

“……”

The stretcher had been thrown on the ground, and everyone hugged each other, with tears in their eyes full of joy.

It's nice to be alive......

Tang Fang looked at them quietly, and for the first time felt that in addition to war, oppression, and exploitation, there are many, many things worth cherishing in this world.

"Stand upright, salute!" Nijackt's majestic voice came, and at the end of his line of sight were the neatly lined up Secret Service soldiers. A sincere smile, a solemn military salute, and that grateful gaze.

A healed riot miner walked over and hugged the cold power armor tightly, muttering, "Thank you...... Thank you ......."

Although there was a heavy armor in the middle, Tang Fang seemed to be able to feel his heartbeat, "poof, poof", calm and powerful, glowing with blood and youth.

Iyeta returned to him at some point and looked at him with a look of surprise: "How can you have this miraculous drug?" As far as I know, even the most advanced medical technology in the Empire will never be able to cure their radiation sickness with a single injection. ”

Tang Fang smiled, still the somewhat ridiculous excuse: "Ancestral secret recipe, I apologize for the inconvenience." ”

"Ancestral recipe?" Iyeta was sweating profusely, this is simply ridiculous, the ancestral secret recipe can cure radiation sickness? What about the crooks? In addition, she noticed that several soldiers had not only been cured of radiation sickness, but also the wounds left on their bodies during the battle, as if they had been reborn.

Such a miraculous drug, he sent himself away with an ancestral secret recipe? However, when I carefully recalled what I had learned about him from Nehmaiah, I was relieved.

With the strength of only 38 people, the elite army of nearly 1,500 people was defeated, and an entire submarine and ship mixed wing was destroyed by unknown means. After coming to the air base, he actually relied on his own manpower to tear open the "heavy warrior" with his bare hands, and now he can come up with such a universal injection, what is there to make a fuss about.

Having said that, no matter what their origins are and how many secrets they have, as long as they stand on the same front with the rebel army, they are comrades-in-arms and brothers!

While Ieta was thinking wildly, Tang Fang's eyes swept around, Claire left at some point, and the others nodded goodbye to him and went to deal with the aftermath of the war.

With a whistle on the other side of the horizon, the barricade in front of the base slowly rose, and Nehemeayer, Brad, Xia Yuanhua and others drove in armored vehicles and came straight towards the radar control center.

On the other side, Grant, Aros and Hausen also completed the final cleaning task and walked towards the place where Tang Fang was standing. (To be continued......)