There is a passage in the history of the Union Civil War that describes the raid in which Hao Yi participated: "Sometime in the autumn of 2717 AD, the battle between the ground forces of the Union Expeditionary Force and the Solomy rebels entered a critical phase. A heroic armored detachment of the 74th Armored Division under the 115th Army Group of the Fifth Theater of Operations ventured into the depths of the rebels and blew up an extremely important ammunition storage base of the rebels with heavy sacrifices. In the early hours of that day, the rebel ammunition base exploded and formed a huge mushroom cloud, which even the soldiers of the Seventh Fleet in outer space could clearly see......"

I don't know how long it took, Haoyi felt that his whole body was sore and uncomfortable, and his chest was like a fire burning his internal organs. "I'm X, I'm suffocating Lao Tzu!" Haoyi violently spat out a puddle of blood in his mouth, and opened his eyes coughing repeatedly, "Where is this?" With a few dim rays of light leaking through the cracks in the hull of the broken chariot, looking at the blackened bulkheads around him, Hao Yi lost his memory for a while, and couldn't remember where he was.

"Chariot cockpit?" When he saw the familiar console in front of him, which was vaguely recognizable, Haoyi finally slowly remembered something. However, the head wearing the shattered helmet was followed by a sharp pain, which made Hao Yi groan and hug his head into a ball.

After the half-sound, the pain was slightly reduced, and Haoyi gradually regained some of the memories before he fell into a coma. "Follow the reconnaissance company to carry out surprise missions, ambushes, fierce battles, and break through ......" It's a pity that no matter how Hao Yi endured the pain and recalled, he could only recall the memory fragments before the chariot he was driving was hit by a grenade on the high ground. In addition, no matter how much Haoyi thinks about it, he just can't remember anything.

"Damn, is Lao Tzu's life so hard? Wouldn't you die like that? In a trance, Hao Yi subconsciously moved his body but grinned because of the pain caused by the laceration of the wound on his body, "Ya, I still know that it hurts, it seems that Lao Tzu has not returned to his place yet!" Hao Yi muttered, and simply didn't bother to think about it, so he tried to struggle to get up.

Suddenly, Hao Yi's feet touched a soft object, Hao Yi was shocked, turned his head to look, and saw Hu Erfat lying straight at his feet.

"Two fat!" Haoyi's heart trembled, and he hurriedly took off the broken helmet that was a little in the way, and struggled to climb to Hu Erfat's side. Seeing that although Hu Erpang was clean in armor, his eyes were closed, his teeth were clenched, and there was a large pool of dark red blood at the corner of his mouth, Hao Yi was so anxious that he rubbed his hands but didn't know what to do. When he was in the recruit camp, the instructor told Hao Yi and other recruits that they were not afraid of soldiers being injured and bleeding on the battlefield, but they were afraid of internal injuries that hurt their internal organs, in that case, it would be difficult to save them nine times out of ten.

"Second fat, wake up the fuck for Lao Tzu!" After hesitating and entangled for a moment, Hao Yi's heart went down, he reached out and patted Hu Er's fat but bloodless face, tugged at Erfat's collar, and roared hoarsely in his ear: "Wake up, Erfat!" Damn, I haven't taken you to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble! You unproductive second goods, how many delicious things are waiting for you to eat, fuck up! ”

Scolding and scolding, Haoyi's somewhat dry and sore eyes were slowly overflowing with hot tears, and his hands trembled involuntarily. Since childhood, Hao Yi and Hu Erpang have been like brothers, although Hao Yi always likes to keep beating and scolding and ridiculing Hu Erpang, but that kind of brotherhood makes it difficult for Hao Yi to accept the reality that Hu Erpang suddenly left him.

"Erpang ......" After a long time, Hu Erpang was still lying stiff and upright without the slightest breath, Haoyi couldn't help but hold his head and lay on Hu Erpang's body and choked and sobbed, "You conscienceless foodie, how can you leave your Brother Hao like this!" Foodie, hurry up! ”

"Ahem, ahem!" Just as Hao Yi's heart was cold, and the whimpering sound was getting lower and lower, Hu Erpang's coughing sound suddenly came from his ears, and then Hao Yi heard Hu Erpang's familiar voice: "Brother Hao, what's wrong with you?" What are you crying about? ”

"Two fat!" Hao Yi looked up in surprise when he heard this, and saw Hu Erpang coughing up the blood in his mouth, struggling to look up at himself, and under the joy of Haoyi, he reached out to wipe away the tears on his face, and grabbed Hu Erpang's collar with both hands and began to shake vigorously: "You foodie!" Finally woke up? Lao Tzu didn't cry, he was choked by smoke! ”

"Ahem, ahem! Brother Hao, it hurts! Hu Erpang frowned in pain and shouted, so frightened that Haoyi hurriedly put down Hu Erpang lightly, and asked with concern: "Where is Erpang's injury?" Where does it hurt? ”

"I don't know, Brother Hao, I feel like my waist is broken!" Hu Erpang gasped a few times and said intermittently.

"Two fat biedong, lie down! I'll go outside and see if there are any medics! In a hurry, Haoyi didn't care if there was still a battle outside, so he got up and went out. As soon as he turned his head, Haoyi found Zhao Jiakun lying in another corner of the cockpit.

"Lao Zhao!" Haoyi's heart sank suddenly, and he hurriedly stumbled over to check the injuries on Zhao Jiakun's body. Zhao Jiakun's injuries were more serious than Hu Erfat's, except for the blood marks at the corners of his mouth, the clothes and armor on his back were actually soaked in a large pool of dark red blood stains. Haoyi carefully took off Zhao Jiakun's helmet and reached out to probe the tip of Zhao Jiakun's nose. Feeling that there was still a faint trace of breath flowing through his fingertips, Haoyi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Lao Zhao, wake up, I'm Haoyi!" Haoyi only dared to shake Zhao Jiakun lightly this time, calling softly, for fear that one would accidentally let Zhao Jiakun's only remaining breath disappear. Seeing that Zhao Jiakun still didn't move, Haoyi began to be a little anxious, pinching people and rubbing his chest, anyway, as long as he could use all the methods he could think of.

After a while, perhaps Haoyi's method finally worked, Zhao Jiakun also slowly opened his eyes amid a series of fierce coughs. "Haoyi? Where are we? Hell? Zhao Jiakun's face was pale and he smiled weakly.

"Damn, Lao Zhao wants to die, Lao Tzu is still not happy!" Haoyi happily smashed Zhao Jiakun's shoulder lightly, and scolded with a smile: "Lao Tzu knows that the lives of the two of you are as hard as mine!" ”

"Lao Zhao, Brother Hao belongs to the Nine Lives! You and I are about the same, I'm eight, you're seven, hehe, it's not time to go to hell to report! When Haoyi was "rescued" by Zhao Jiakun, Hu Erpang also struggled to get up, leaned against the console, and paid nervous attention. Seeing Zhao Jiakun wake up, Hu Erpang's heart was also full of joy.

"It's good that you haven't returned to your place!" Zhao Jiakun smiled tiredly at Hu Erpang, and let Haoyi examine the wound on his body.

"Lao Zhao, where is the injury? Where does it hurt so much? Haoyi now regrets that when he was in the first aid class on the battlefield in the new barracks, he patronized and slept in a big sleep, turning over Zhao Jiakun's clothes and armor like a headless fly.

"Ahem! It's okay! It may be a serious back injury! Although it hurt a little by the clumsy Haoyi, Zhao Jiakun's heart still had a warm current surging through. He remembered that before he fell unconscious, Hao Yi and the two gave up the opportunity to break through with the large army, braved the fierce artillery fire, and carried themselves into the cockpit of the chariot without their lives. What is brotherhood? On the battlefield of life and death, the comrades who can never abandon you are the brothers of life and death who can really fellowship with your life. "With these two brothers, Haoyi, what's the matter of dying!" Zhao Jiakun secretly sighed in his heart.

Hearing Zhao Jiakun's words, Hao Yi hurriedly and carefully turned Zhao Jiakun over, tiptoed to untie the armor on his back, and a terrifying wound appeared in front of Hao Yi's eyes. On Zhao Jiakun's back and waist, a slap-long, about two or three finger wide splinter of slender steel plates cut horizontally into Zhao Jiakun's clothes and armor more than half an inch deep, although the blood of the black wound had coagulated, it was still cautious.

"Old Zhao Biedong, wait for me to find a medical soldier!" Hao Yi was helpless against such a wound, comforted him, and was about to get up and go out, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a dark red cross mark in the corner of his eye, Hao Yi's heart suddenly lit up, and he remembered that every large chariot should be equipped with a small medicine box for battlefield first aid. Haoyi was overjoyed, and hurriedly stumbled and groped through.

Behind the seat of the vehicle gunner and commander, there is a subtle recessed compartment painted with a dark red cross. Due to the severe damage of the vehicle, the cockpit wall was deformed and dented, and the dark compartment, which needed to be opened by the driver's key, actually cracked a large crack on its own. Despite this, Hao Yi still took a lot of effort to pry open the dark compartment and take out a small first-aid kit inside.

After opening the medicine box, Haoyi's eyes lit up, and in the small medicine box, there were not only bandages, first aid injections, medicines, etc., but also a small bag of type O plasma. "Wow mom, Lao Zhao is saved now!" Hao Yi shouted excitedly when he saw this.

"Brother Hao, is there anything to eat in it?" Hu Erpang on the side had a back injury, so he could only lie there stretching his neck, and Tiantian's lips looked hard into the small medicine box.

"You foodie!" Haoyi rolled his eyes, and just wanted to taunt Hu Erpang, but his stomach seemed to be psychic, and when he heard the word "eat", he purred angrily.

In this raid, everyone did not even have water with them, except for the necessary equipment, weapons and ammunition. After fierce fighting in the middle of the night, everyone was naturally hungry.

"I'll find you something to eat later!" Haoyi glared at Hu Erpang, and began to busy bandaging the wounds of the two. first injected a dose of MC into Zhao Jiakun's wound with a first-aid injection, and then forcibly pulled out the steel piece, cleaned the wound, and wrapped it with a bandage. (MC Potion, a fast-acting hemostatic developed by the Federal Army, can quickly stop bleeding from wounds and promote faster wound healing.) When Hao Yi held the bag of plasma in his hand, he scratched his head and didn't know what to do.

"Haoyi, it's okay! I can hold on! Zhao Jiakun saw that Haoyi didn't know how to transfuse blood, opened his dry and pale lips, and comforted with a smile.

"Okay, Lao Zhao, you can hold on a little longer!" Haoyi nodded helplessly, then turned around and went to check the injuries on Hu Erpang's body again. Hu Erpang didn't have any obvious injuries on his body, probably because of a trauma to his back and spine, Haoyi was in a hurry, so he had to wrap Hu Erpang like a mummy with a bandage.

After Haoyi finished sweating profusely, he realized that there had been no violent explosion outside the chariot for a long time, and he couldn't help but wonder for a while. "You guys lie down in the car first, and I'll go out and take a look!" As he spoke, Hao Yi struggled to push open the deformed hatch, and when he showed his head and saw the situation outside, he was stunned.

"I'm X, where is this? Crossed over? ”