The troops attacking at the front suddenly stopped, and the main force of the Crescent Brigade, which was attacking the oil field facilities, was keenly aware of it. Weeks seized the opportunity to quickly redeploy his troops, placing heavy equipment behind the infantry and readjusting his firepower.

Li Mu collected his emotions, rushed to his command car, and asked the combat staff officer in a loud voice: "What's going on ahead! Why stop the counterattack!"

"Report! Regiment commander! The order given by the political commissar!" replied the combat staff officer with gritted teeth, pointing to Wang Ming's No. 2 armored command vehicle commanding in front.

The combat staff officer was also indignant when he saw the untold number of corpses in the place where the patrol was sticking, almost all of them were wounded, and several bodies that were carried into the car in body bags!

Why not seize the moment to fight back!!

Li Mu jumped on the infantry combat vehicle that served as an armored command vehicle, and stood in a position that could operate a 12.7 mm heavy machine gun. Behind, Bian Guan Lin and Ai Fubing rushed over and jumped into the car, protecting Li Mu on the left and right.

The No. 1 infantry chariot drove towards Wang Ming's command vehicle under Li Mu's order.

The patrol's position was littered with corpses and wailing wounded, with the Chinese peacekeepers being the first to be treated and the Crescent Brigade leaving a large number of wounded left unattended for the time being.

All the wheeled armoured ambulances of the medical team, as well as the Iveco ambulances, were driven out and parked on this side of the battlefield, protected by a platoon of troops, racing against time to rescue the wounded and collect the remains of the soldiers.

An An looked at the hellish battlefield of Shura in a daze, with severed limbs and stumps, corpses covered by bullets and many holes, and stray bullets hitting the heart or eyebrows, when An An saw the whole rotten corpses that were hit in the brain by large-caliber heavy machine gun bullets like watermelons falling from a height, his stomach churned, and the remaining food in it poured up his throat, and when the two soldiers walked by carrying a corpse that was cut into two ends by a large-caliber bullet from the waist, An An couldn't control it anymore, leaned over and vomited wildly, and soon even vomited stomach acid。

The intestines of those people were still hanging from their bodies, dripping with blood.

She found that death was not beautiful, and the sacrificed comrades-in-arms really would not have the opportunity to say their last words at the last moment, or with trembling hands, she took out the only nineteen yuan allowance she had with her and handed it to the company commander and said, This is my party fee.

Perhaps many comrades-in-arms were still looking forward to receiving awards for meritorious service and the glory they would receive after returning to China at the moment before they died, but they may not have really thought about what to do after they died.

An An remembered a remark made by Colonel Li Mu, the top military commander of the Chinese peacekeeping force in South Sudan, at a military conference: "I don't know when I will die or how I will say goodbye forever, but I know that I will definitely die, and I am sure that I have the right to choose how I die." For a soldier, there is no better way to say goodbye than to die on the battlefield. ”

The sacrifice really happened right in front of our eyes.

"An An, you come to count the casualties and form a report as soon as possible, Colonel Li Mu will ask for our report soon. Dean Fang walked over, patted An An's back, sighed lightly, and resumed his hurried steps into the field operating room that had been unfolded.

An An tried her best to control her churning stomach, walked towards the place where it was retracted, and after a few steps, she leaned over and vomited again, tears and snot all tilted out.

Looking at the infantry chariot that was still burning not far away, An An gradually realized that he was in a real battlefield.

"Two people to help!"

The tarp of the field medical tent was lifted, and an traumatist shouted outside, turning around and going back without waiting for a response.

According to the degree of casualties, the most seriously injured will be carried out by Dean Fang in the fully enclosed field operating room, listed as a special rescue object, and the next arrangement will be carried out in the field medical tent, and the next will be handled by assistant doctors.

The squadron has a large number of experienced medical personnel, and the best medical personnel in China are concentrated in the military, but the senior experts in the treatment of war wounds are almost seventy or eighty years old if they do not die!

This is a weak point.

Even for President Fang, who is the vice president of an army hospital in the Southeast Military Region, even if the army hospital where he works has a few war wound research centers in the whole army, there are few operational examples in this regard!

The inertia of the profession made An An put aside his fear and nausea, and ran into the tent as fast as he could, on the operating table, a soldier was pressed there by several people, and he continued to let out a terrible roar.

Running over to take a look, An An's stomach was tumbling again.

The wounded man's left calf was missing, and his right leg, from the thigh near the knee, should have been hit by fragments from the shell, so that the bones could be seen. Even if An An is not a doctor, she knows that the soldier's right leg must be amputated, and the left calf must also be amputated at the location of the fractured section.

Doctors are urgently treating the bleeding and the amputation must be sent back to the resident emergency center. An An came back to his senses, did not dare to look at the soldier's hideous roaring face, and trembled his hands to serve as an assistant to the doctor......

The current battlefield situation has become a little weird.

On the side of the peacekeeping force, two infantry companies of the Chinese peacekeeping infantry battalion are divided into the left and right flanks, and another command platoon is connected with the Pakistani armor in the center, in a pincer flank attack center assault posture, the direction is northwest, and the target is the main force of the Crescent Brigade, which is attacking oil field facilities.

The Crescent Brigade's nearly 2,000-strong troops initially formed in a scattered formation, with the road from west to east as the main line, with a large force attacking the oil fields on the left flank and a part attacking the peacekeeper patrol on the right flank.

After the reinforcements arrived, Li Mu's deployment was aimed at the main force of the Crescent Brigade, and he didn't care about those stragglers at all, and concentrated the only forces he had to rush to the main force of the Crescent Brigade attacking the oil field.

However, at this time, the counterattack offensive on the side of the peacekeepers suddenly stopped, and they suddenly stopped when they had just gained momentum!

Not to mention Li Mu's side, even Husserl found it strange - this is the best time to take advantage of the situation to counterattack! The sooner you repel the enemy's oil field, the less losses you will suffer, and that is your Chinese oil field!

When Li Mu came to Wang Ming's command car, the main force of the Pakistani armored battalion had also arrived and was on standby on the road. The road intersected with the one occupied by the Crescent Brigade, forming an irregular intersection near the bazaar, less than a kilometre from the small deserted dwellings that the patrol was clinging to.

Husserl ordered most of the tanks of the armored battalion to take control of the crossroads and use it as a position to prepare for an attack. He is also waiting for instructions from the Chinese side, after all, he received an order to increase the number of Chinese peacekeeping troops, that is, to obey the command of the Chinese side.

Wang Ming came out of the armored command car, just saw Li Mu jump out of the car, strode up to meet him, and said, "Li Mu, you are the military commander, you immediately organize the troops to defend, I am not very familiar with military affairs......"

"Did you give the order to stop the attack, why did you give such an order?" Li Mu didn't wait for him to speak, and he was questioned.

Wang Ming looked at Li Mu in astonishment and said, "There are more than 2,000 people in the Crescent Brigade, how can we fight this little bit, besides, we are peacekeeping troops, and according to the regulations, we cannot take the initiative to attack." I sent the troops to the defense for a reason, what are you shouting about!"

"Has the United Nations Mission in South Africa issued an order not to defend itself and counterattack?" Li Mu asked coldly.

"Not really. Wang Ming helped his glasses.

He didn't know, having said that, his fate had already been determined in Li Mu's heart.