When Song Jiao rushed to the field hospital.

Chen Buddha was found squatting in the corridor of the corridor.

It's like a puppet with a rope drawn, full of exhaustion.

"How?" An ominous feeling welled up in Song Jiao's heart, and he asked, "...... the field hospital Did the seriously wounded die a lot? ”

Chen Fo raised his head.

At this time, Song Jiao was relieved.

It's just because Chen Fo's face didn't have a trace of bitterness, but a smile like the rest of his life.

"Blood!" Chen Fo staggered to his feet, clasped Song Jiao's shoulders tightly, and grinned with red eyes: "Blood is coming!" The blood is really coming! Those more than 10,000 wounded don't have to die! Hahaha! ”

Chen Fo hugged Song Jiao, and the force was so great that Song Jiao coughed again and again.

"Don't...... Don't get too excited......"

"Hahaha! The blood is really coming! Blood! ”

After a long time, Chen Fo let go of Song Jiao, and his eyes shone like starlight.

Song Jiao coughed twice: "Where did the blood come from?" ”

"Guess!"

"From the inland hospital?"

"Nope! Not a hospital! ”

"Who sent that? How many are sent? ”

"Three tankers per hospital, 30 tons per tanker, 90 tons per hospital, ten hospitals, 900 tons! Type O Awakened Blood! ”

The light in Chen Fo's eyes almost overflowed.

Song Jiao's eyes were full of shock: "Amazing, 900 tons of blood, this is the treasury moved!" ”

Chen Fo shook his head: "No, it's not the treasury, you continue to guess who sent it!" ”

"Huh? Not a national blood bank? Song Jiao frowned, and muttered in a low voice: "It's not a major hospital, it's not a national blood bank, is it sent by the people?" Which company developed artificial O-type awakened blood? That's impossible, it's ridiculously difficult, and there are also national laws and regulations that prohibit people from privately researching the blood of the artificial awakened......"

"That'...... Isn't it the company researching? ”

"It's not a state, it's not a hospital, it's not a company...... It can't be sent by a person, right? ”

The more Song Jiao muttered, the more he felt that something was wrong, and his eyes looked at Chen Fo more and more suspiciously: "Do you want to say that these 900 tons of blood were sent by a person?" ”

Chen Fo didn't speak, but his eyes were brighter.

Song Jiao was shocked in his heart, and his eyes widened.

"Chen Fo!"

"These nine hundred tons of blood!"

Lin ...... Lin Xiao sent it!? ”

Hearing this, Chen Fo nodded heavily, his eyes were completely bright as stars, his fists were clenched together, and he said, "Yes!" Up and down the country, there is no one before or after, and the infinite blood awakening ability that cannot be rated! It's Lin Xiao! He sent it! ”

Wow!

Song Jiao staggered back a few steps, a little incredulous.

Nine hundred tons of blood!

Even 900 tons of water is enough to fill a giant swimming pool, right?

The first reaction was surprise.

Indeed, these 900 tons of blood can save more than 10,000 wounded, which is a great feat that shocks people's hearts for the entire East China Sea front and even for the entire country!

How great?

At least after more than 10,000 wounded people saved their lives, it was not too much to kowtow to Lin Xiao alone.

On the entire East China Sea front, millions of soldiers are the norm to praise Lin Xiao.

Even the major military regions, officers at all levels, and even generals, commanders, and commanders behind the seriously wounded had to treat Lin Xiao as if he were a guest!

Such an achievement, after the East China Sea God of War Li Qiongbing retreated, no one can match!

But the second reaction was uneasiness.

Lin Xiao is a terminally ill patient, and he is a heart patient, although he has infinite blood, there must be side effects, and the side effects of 900 tons of blood of this magnitude must be very damaging to him, right?

Thinking of this, Song Jiao was already tormented and indebted in his heart.

What's more, the battle damage on the East China Sea front, how could Lin Xiao be allowed to wipe his ass alone, he was still so young and had just come of age, how could he be willing to let him bear such a burden alone?

"Alas!"

Song Jiao sighed heavily, turned around and was about to leave.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going to Chang'an, I want to thank Lin Xiao in person."

"Don't go." Chen Fo shook his head and said: "I know what you mean, but the real thank you is not to go to him and say a few good words, but to stay here, take a million male masters, repel the hundred-legged squid, and return a peaceful and peaceful Great Xia, so as not to live up to Lin Xiao's dedication!" ”

At the end of the corridor, Song Jiao stopped abruptly.

His eyes were first hesitant, then firm, and finally blazing heat and fighting spirit!

"That's right! You're right! ”

"I have such dedication in Daxia."

"We must repay him with a song of victory!"

Song Jiao didn't go to Chang'an, but turned around and went to the ward and rooftop.

At the last moment, Song Jiao looked back slightly.

The warm eyes seem to ignite the wasteland.

"Chen Fo."

"I seem to see the Great Summer recover."

"He is the sword that crushes the darkness."

"He deserves to be praised!"

……

Zhang San is a very young fighter.

Lying on the cold rooftop at the moment.

Because of the continuous blood loss, his consciousness has been blurred, and he stretched out his hand to touch the sky, but he could not see the blue, but vaguely saw his dead mother.

"Mom......"

A dying smile appeared on Zhang San's face.

The corners of his blood-crusted mouth hooked up an unconscious smile.

"Mom, I seem to see you......"

"My son hurts so much......"

There are more and more such fighters on the rooftop.

Excessive blood loss, coupled with the cold wind of minus 18 degrees, made these already seriously injured soldiers closer to the end of their lives.

Many people have hallucinations before they die.

But instead of pain, they smiled, as if they knew they were about to be freed.

The wind of the East China Sea chilled the bodies of the loyal and brave soldiers, and madly blurred their souls, trying to take them out of the world, from this war-torn demon battlefield.

"Ahh

However, one of the warriors returned to the light and regained clarity in his eyes, but he frantically groped his chest with his severed arm, which had been torn apart.

He's looking for his gun.

As a warrior, you would rather die than leave your gun.

It's a memory that's engraved in my bones.

It is a memory that belongs exclusively to the army.

This is a veteran.

The whole youth was dedicated to the army.

"My gun! My gun! Why is my gun missing! Who is it! Who stole my gun!! ”

He yelled like crazy, his freshly bandaged severed arm collapsed again, blood kept pouring out, and death urged him to the end of his life.

"Stop shouting...... Brother ......"

Next to him, a seriously wounded man who was still conscious pulled the corners of his mouth and shouted weakly: "Your gun...... has been taken away by the army...... You don't have to carry a gun anymore......"

The veteran was stunned: "For ...... Why? ”

The seriously wounded man smiled: "Because we are about to leave the army, we are all dying, where can we continue to hold guns." ”

After saying this, the veteran fell to the ground with a plop, staring at the sky with blank eyes.

The gun was his heart.

The army is his faith.

The words of the seriously wounded will drain his heart and destroy his faith, and he will be like a puppet with a string drawn, completely deprived of strength, and his life will accelerate towards the end.

"Hi ......"

The seriously wounded retracted his gaze, remained motionless, closed his eyes with a smile, and murmured, "In this life...... I haven't seen the peace of my family and country...... But...... Alas......"

Boom!

The iron door of the roof was smashed open.

The seriously wounded man struggled to open his eyes, the winter sun shone on the snow, and he couldn't see clearly, and he could only vaguely see a group of white coats pushing something in.

"What's that......"

"Can't see clearly, really can't see ......"

In fact, one of his eyes has been broken.

Of course, I couldn't see the nurses and the blood bags clearly.

"Hurry, hurry! Blood transfusion now! Each person loses 200cc first, then 400cc for the second time, and 600cc for the third time......"

The nurses were busy sweating profusely, but everyone's eyes were full of joy for the rest of their lives.

Although they are nurses, they are also nurses in the army, and if they want to see the soldiers die in front of them, they are more heartbroken than anyone else.

Now the blood bag they hold in their hands is as precious as their own life, and they are careful not to be damaged in the slightest.

Poof!

A needle is inserted into the arm of a seriously injured person.

The seriously injured person, who was in a trance more and more, felt that as a warm current slowly flowed into his arm, his mind gradually became clearer, his whole body seemed to be warm, every organ seemed to be alive, and his necrotic eyes seemed to have a gradually clear vision.

I saw the snow all over the mountains, the comrades-in-arms lying around me, and the bright red and dazzling blood bags......

"I ...... Lived? ”

The seriously wounded muttered to themselves.

"I'm alive."

The seriously wounded choked up.

"I'm really alive!"

The seriously wounded burst into tears.