Chapter 480: Human Immortality
Seeing the reinforcements, Randy's nerves, which had been tense for three days, suddenly relaxed, threw himself into the trench, and fell asleep.
When the Commander of the Fifth Legion arrived, Randy was being held in between two soldiers.
When Randy walked, he made a slight clanging sound, it was the bullet in his stomach that was hitting, and due to the strong self-healing ability of the Dao body, his appearance had healed.
All the soldiers who held their positions, including war correspondent Ernest Hemingway and photographer and director Evans, were pulled out by the two soldiers.
The volunteers were seen by the reinforcements unrecognizable, their clothes were ragged, their faces were black, they were all covered in smoke and dirt, their hair and beards were mostly charred, all of them were wounded, all of them were snoring, and there were only 500 of them.
Of the 2,400 high-spirited warriors, more than 1,900 are laid to rest in the valley of Yalama.
But it was they, these beggar-like troops, these people with this noble ideal, who, with their amazing willpower, withstood the artillery fire and the bombardment of the planes, resisted the rebel army of more than 40,000 men for three consecutive days and kept the southern gate of Madrid.
All of these remaining warriors were taken to a makeshift field hospital in Madrid.
When Randy opened his eyes, he thought he was dazzled and hallucinated, who did I see?
I closed my eyes and reopened them, and yes, I saw Henry's smiling face.
"Henry? Where is this? I'm in Toronto? ”
"Madrid, if you, a warrior, are allowed to charge, won't I, a doctor, be allowed to come to the battlefield to save the wounded?
I'm also a member of the dragon team, and I taught you dragon slaying.
Okay, don't move, I've just operated on you.
I didn't expect you to recover so quickly, when I gave you the anesthetic, you slept soundly, and now the effect of the anesthetic should still be there, but you woke up. ”
"Well, I forgot to tell you, I've been a demigod for half an hour, and I'm still in good health."
"Well, you are in good health, you have a dozen warheads in your stomach, you have not hurt your internal organs, and you can fight for three days. Look, it's all there. ”
Randy turned his head, and there were a dozen shiny bullets on the small table next to the bed.
"That's not much."
"Look at this, then."
Henry picks up Randy's bedside clothes, including chainmail and cape.
The chain mail had more than a dozen large holes, which were hit by machine guns. The unbroken iron ring was densely packed with rifle bullets, and it was completely unusable.
The cloak next to it has also been smoky and burning, full of holes, and the cloak that has been draped for so long has finally broken.
Seeing so many bullets, Randy didn't feel much of the danger he was experiencing, but immediately struggled to his feet, ran outside, and beckoned Xiaomei out with a wave of his hand.
Looking at Henry who came out, "Xiaomei has also been hit by a lot of bullets, and I have to find a way to take them out." ”
As soon as Xiaomei came out, the whole hospital immediately became a sensation, and a large number of wounded people on crutches ran out to see the strangeness.
Xiaomei has been recuperating in the pet space, and it is almost better, so many people are watching it, it is a little shy.
Xiaomei is too big, and the operation on Xiaomei can only be performed in the open air.
The nurse brought Henry a scalpel and began to inject a local anesthetic needle as Henry had instructed.
Originally, with the dragon's strong recovery ability, Xiaomei's wounds had already healed.
However, the location of the bullet is easy to find, and where the scales are broken, there are basically bullets inside.
Henry specially called a Hercules, the nurse opened the gap in the broken scales, and with a needle, Hercules pulled out the broken scales, and Henry used a scalpel to dig out the bullet and then carefully stitched it up.
However, when the second bullet is removed, the procedure of stitching is waived.
Henry saw the dragon's ability to heal itself, and Henry healed the wound, and the wound itself grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and new scales began to arch outward.
Randy looked at it for a while, and saw that Xiaomei was lying quietly, and he didn't feel any sense of Henry using the knife on him, so he went back to lie down.
Even if the wound he operated on had been quickly repaired by Henry, the priest of light, with healing, he still had to recuperate for two days to recover.
As soon as he entered the ward, he saw Hemingway studying his chain mail with bullets embedded in it, and then looked back at the manhole cloak, his eyes shining.
"Chief Lan, you can't use this chain mail and cloak anymore, can you? Can you give it to me? ”
"What's the use of you taking this, I'm going to throw it away."
"This is the evidence of the bloody battle of Yalama, and I will show this to the people of the Dark Federation.
The person who won our Dark Federation Medal has lived up to that medal and has always been a warrior who fights for the happiness of the common people. ”
Much later, these two warrior robes were bought for 200 million, and Hemingway's descendants did not sell them, but donated them to a historical museum in a square in Dadu.
Hemingway and Evans were one of the few unwounded fighters who didn't need to charge in the trenches.
Of course, there is no absolutely safe place on the battlefield, and Hemingway's scalp was also bruised by shrapnel.
However, compared with the other fighters, the injury was very slight after all, and he ran out alive with a white cloth bandaged on his head.
"In this battle, you, as a civilian, behaved bravely, and the Lincoln battalion fought even more bravely.
I feel that the Dark Federation, as a new power, is much stronger than the old Elven Federation in terms of resisting the expansion of the demons. ”
"Although I love to hear this, and I love the Dark Federation of my motherland, I have to express my shame and regret for the performance of those mages and alchemists who have controlled the Federation.
In fact, we are a very fragmented country. We, the volunteers who came to help the war, were full of blood, but the capitalists were making black money.
Texas Oil provided an indefinite loan for the three and a half million tons of oil purchased by the rebels, General Motors and Ford sold 12,000 trucks to the rebels, and DuPont offered a huge amount of explosives—"
"Randy, my surgery is done, and I became the first doctor to operate on the dragon."
Henry is back.
The plate he was carrying was heavy, and there were more than a hundred bullets in it, more than half of which were 20-millimeter guns, and more than 100 broken dragon scales.
"Randy, you're rich. Dragon scales are a very precious thing, and even if they are damaged, they are also the top raw materials for armor after being repaired by alchemists. ”
Well, I'm afraid that there will be more than 10,000 dragon scales on Xiaomei's body, and these more than 100 eliminated ones are not worth mentioning to Xiaomei, and they will soon grow again.
Randy's mind immediately appeared as Mei being plucked out of her scales and bloody, and asked her to count the massive gold coins herself—this would make Mei defect.
Randy put away the dragon scales, "This is Xiaomei's thing, in the future, it will be sanctified and transformed into a human form, and it will be handled by itself." ”
After Henry finished talking about the novel experience of operating on the dragon, Hemingway said goodbye to Randy.
"Sir Lan, you have to cultivate well, I am going to attend the funeral of my comrades who died in the Yalama Valley.
I've written a eulogy for them, and I'm going to send it back to the Dark Federation for publication, along with a newsletter covering the battle and an interview with you. ”
Hemingway took out a stack of manuscript papers, his eyes shining with faith, and read softly.
“……
No one died in Spain more honorably than those who died in battle.
These glorious people have completed the immortality of mankind. ”