The communications battalion was in the rear of the division headquarters, but before that, the jeep passed by the field hospital of the Song Xing division.

This was originally a country house of a certain moat, with pavilions and pavilions carved and painted beams, covering a huge area. Even if it has been left unattended for several years, you can still see the elegance of the original owner.

After the expeditionary force captured the area near Fengxiang, the mansion was thoroughly cleaned and used as a temporary station for the field hospital. During the cleanup, the fighters found five bodies in the basement that had dried up.

A man and four women had gunshot wounds to their skulls, not by demons. There must be some tragic story in this, maybe the male corpse is the owner of this place.

It's just that neither cultivators nor warriors have the heart to explore the truth. Because there are countless stories like this at the beginning of troubled times. The soldiers buried the remains together on the hill behind the house, perhaps seeing the garden they had carefully tended every day, which would bring comfort to the deceased.

The medical system in Binhai is still the framework of the combination of all repairs. It is in charge of a few practitioners who are good at healing techniques, leading a large number of ordinary doctors.

Unlike other professions, the medical profession has never been a mortal or a practitioner from the beginning. Even a doctor who has undergone rigorous scientific training will definitely dance the god as long as he is sure that he can cure the patient.

Doctors are pragmatists, and mortals and practitioners work together tacitly, and both sides learn from each other's strengths. Life sciences have tremendous advantages in hemostatic surgery, nerve junction and amputated limb reconstruction. The occult method focuses on removing special toxins, changing the abnormal state of the patient, and emergency life extension.

In short, after the troubled times, all industries withered, but the medical industry made great progress.

For example, in the past, doctors needed to be cautious when resuscitating patients on the operating table. Because of the extreme error tolerance of this work, any misoperation may cause the patient's vital signs to drop rapidly and even die.

Now there is no such worry at all, the doctors open the patient's stomach for a meal, and once the nurse finds that the patient's heartbeat on the heart rate monitor has become a straight line, she will immediately send out a human flesh alarm:

"Master, Master, hurry up and get on the rejuvenation technique!"

The cultivator on duty who was watching coldly stepped forward with a cold snort, and as soon as the rejuvenation technique was pressed, the patient's vital signs immediately skyrocketed upwards - enough for the surgeons to toss several more rounds.

And you don't have to worry about post-operative recovery and surgical infections. As soon as the belly is sewn on here, the doctor over there will rudely shake the patient awake and pour a bowl of hot raw soup directly into it.

In less than half an hour, the scalpel will heal completely. With a wipe of the hand, only an inconspicuous white mark remained.

Then the patient can roll out of the hospital, and it will only take an hour before and after. Because of its high efficiency, the field hospital is very quiet most of the time. Doctors and nurses spend most of their time selling mechanical prosthetics from the Institute of Mechanophysics of the Academy of Sciences or genetic drugs from the Institute of Life Potential.

Of course, there were few responders, and everyone politely declined. In this era, cultivation is the mainstream. If there is an elixir that can awaken ordinary people, it will definitely be enthusiastically pursued.

There is such an urban legend:

It is said that a person with a mutilated body will not be able to ascend to the rank of immortal in the end. If you can't resist the temptation now and install the kind of powerful "Terminator 3 Multi-functional Robotic Arm", you will have an eternal life and immortality in the future. It's a no-brainer.

The same goes for genetically enhanced drugs!

Therefore, when Ye Cong drove past the field hospital, he thought that he would see the booths at the door as usual, and the doctors worked hard to sell the leisurely situation to the soldiers.

However, in fact, the entrance of the hospital is now full of wounded people, blood is everywhere on the ground, and the sound of wailing is shocking. At least one battalion of three hundred wounded was lying there awaiting emergency treatment, and there could be more inside.

Doctors and nurses in military uniforms are scrambling.

"Where's this man's leg?" one doctor roared, "find it out!

The unconscious soldier lost a leg and went into shock from severe blood loss. But this doesn't matter, a little blood transfusion and a rejuvenation technique can save your life. The problem is that his broken leg is missing, which is very fatal. If the leg is not attached in time, it will break down due to blood loss, and then the only way to install the Terminator Type 4 mechanical reverse joint - this is a young soldier, he will not find his wife!

Several soldiers, who appeared to be comrades-in-arms of the wounded soldier, rushed forward and shoved a good thigh into the doctor.

The conscientious and responsible doctor carried this wonderful thigh and gestured, and his face became very ugly:

"It's the wrong size, it's not his legs!"

Several comrades-in-arms hurriedly went up and begged: "Doctor, the front line is fighting too fiercely, and we almost put our lives into it to snatch this leg back." Please, doctor, just make do with it. ”

"Is this something to do? Do you know what rejection is?"

The doctor jumped up and scolded the soldiers, and at this time, Ye Cong, who had already gotten out of the car, pulled one of them over and asked:

"The front line is on fire?"

The soldier seemed to recognize Deputy Division Commander Ye Cong, and he hurriedly saluted: "Division Commander Ye! When our 6th and 8th Battalions were arranging the defense line in Huludui, a demon general suddenly rushed out and killed indiscriminately. That demon general is very strange, his subordinates have been hit by the diffusion cannon and still haven't run, I don't know if they have been killed now. ”

When Ye Cong heard this, he was anxious. During this time, the expeditionary force and the northern army of the demon clan were generally safe, and the human front took a step forward, and the demon clan took a step back. There are occasional sporadic firefights, and they are all stragglers.

This is also the reason why Master Ye has time to accompany Reporter Xu everywhere.

I didn't expect a demon general to lead a surprise attack, which is hard to understand. Ye Cong recalled that in the tactical deployment map, Huludui was not the defensive fulcrum of the expeditionary force, it was just an extension line that pushed forward.

Moreover, Huludui was within the cross-range range of the two aura diffusion cannons, and he didn't know what this demon was going to do.

He used the vehicle communication to contact the division headquarters, but was told that Song Xing had already led his troops to Huludui to support. Ye Cong tried to contact Song Xing himself again, but there was a unique whistling noise from the communicator.

Every time the aura diffusion cannon is fired, it will cause a disturbance of the spiritual force field in a large area, which the research institute of the Academy of Xuan Sciences says is some kind of unknown tensor effect.

For the vast majority of ordinary people, there is no difference between tensor and Li Liang, as long as everyone knows that after the aura diffusion cannon is fired, the nearby mobile phones can't get through.

Ye Cong put down the communicator and glanced at Xu Zheng, feeling annoyed. In order to accompany her, he actually missed an important battle, and Song Xing, who was harmed, took the post for himself. If he didn't go to the old city of Fengxiang, he should have led his troops to support Huludui.

"I'm going to take people to the front. Ye Cong, who had entered the working state, spoke cleanly, "You will get off at the division headquarters in a while, and you will leave immediately!"

"No, take me. Xu Zheng also entered the working state, "I am a war correspondent!"

"Huh?" Ye Cong wondered.

"If my news isn't good enough, I'm not close enough!"

This is another golden rule.

"Understood. Ye Cong nodded, "Get in the car!"