When Kang Ya's two trucks arrived, the wounded finally received the urgently needed medicines and supplies, and the situation at the field hospital gradually stabilized.
"My dear, how many boxes would it take to pack so many medicines in the ocean?" Kang Ya couldn't help but sigh as she watched the soldiers move the medicines in boxes.
Those medicines were enough to pull two large trucks, and he was shocked just now when he rushed over to load the trucks as instructed. Which rich man did the regiment leader robbed? When did he stock up on so many medicines?
"Hey, Li Wula, you're here, you better go find someone inside to help you take a look." Looking at Li Liansheng who was slumped in the passenger seat, Kang Ya felt a little uncomfortable.
At this moment, Li Liansheng was covered in sweat. He was already injured. After the high-intensity running on the battlefield in the morning, the wounds on his body were so painful that he grimaced.
"I'd better wait a moment, seeing as those uncles are too busy." Li Liansheng said with difficulty, grinning.
"Stupid! You're afraid of a ball. Come on, I'll take you in. I heard that Milong was also seriously injured and is still being rescued." Kang Ya opened the car door for him and urged.
"What the hell? What's wrong with the lost dragon? Come on, let's go in and take a look."
This startled Li Liansheng, and he immediately opened the door and got out of the car, changing his coy attitude. Although Mi Long used to beat and scold him whenever he had trouble, he was still a fellow from the same place, with broken bones and tendons.
Moreover, his attitude towards himself has changed a lot since joining the regiment leader. When he heard that something happened to Mi Long, it was okay. Mi Long and his two old Northeastern guys were the only ones left in the entire Sichuan Army.
"You bastard, wait for me!"
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After sewing the last stitch, Liao Mingyu quickly tied a knot at the end of the thread... When everything was properly handled, he took off the blood-stained gloves. The white coat was already stained with blood.
The medical soldier quickly stepped forward to clean the blood and bandage the wound, while Liao Mingyu leaned against the table to rest for a while, feeling a little tired. This should be the last wounded person on his side.
"Oh my god, I can't straighten my waist." The veterinarian sitting next to him sighed from exhaustion and kept hammering his waist with his hands.
"Let's take a rest."
After patting the veterinarian on the back, Liao Mingyu walked out of the yard silently, took out a cigarette and started puffing away. This operation was really tiring for him. Fortunately, after working for a long time, he finally managed to deal with the seriously injured people.
From a distance, she saw Kang Ya limping towards this side, supporting Li Liansheng. Kang Ya was still chattering beside him, but Li Liansheng was looking around anxiously.
"Captain? You're here too. Why are you still wearing this outfit?" Kang Ya hurried over to say hello.
"Well, it's not enough to heal the wounded. Has the medicine been delivered? Why is Li Liansheng so injured?"
Liao Mingyu asked with a frown when he saw Li Liansheng with traces of blood all over his body.
"Captain, I'm fine. How about... that boy Mi Long? Is he okay?" Li Liansheng replied quickly.
"His condition has stabilized and he is resting inside."
"Oh, that's good. This little kid is really lucky, hey, Lord Yama won't accept him." Li Liansheng breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Milong was fine, otherwise he would be the only Northeasterner left.
"You idiot, let the captain show you the wound, and you won't be afraid of becoming disabled or something." Kang Ya said angrily from the side.
You don't need to think about it to know that Li Liansheng's artillery battalion must be uncomfortable. Liao Mingyu pinched off the cigarette butts and waved to him: "Come and sit down, let me show you."
Li Liansheng seemed a little cautious, smiled and said sheepishly: "Well... Captain, I'll trouble you."
Then Liao Mingyu took off his bandage and inspected it carefully. There was a cut on his head, and blood was still oozing out from time to time. The arm hanging around his neck was probably broken, and there was a bloody wound on his left leg.
The shocking wounds on Li Liansheng's body couldn't help but move Liao Mingyu. How can this guy grit his teeth and hold on despite being so seriously injured?
"You bastard, why didn't you retreat to the back when you were injured? Do you think you have a long life? If you injure me next time, I will remove you from your post!"
Although Liao Mingyu was scolding, Li Liansheng could hear the concern in his words, and his eyes slowly became misty, and he could only hide his emotions with a submissive smile.
Although most people in the Sichuan Army looked down on Li Liansheng in the past, thinking that he was afraid of death and a coward, even Kang Ya bullied him.
Li Liansheng was indifferent and always accepted the bullying from others. He used to be a platoon leader, but he left the soldiers in that platoon and ran away alone. He killed more than thirty brothers.
When Milong scolded him, he didn't argue, because he knew that the scolding was justified. His sense of shame is still there, and so is his desire to atone. He always had his hometown in his heart and always wanted to win, but he was defeated again and again.
Milong was defeated and confused, and he was defeated and despaired. When a person becomes a soulless zombie, it just means that there is something he cares about in his heart, and that thing is permanently lost.
Just as Mi Long said, many battles were fought from the northeast to western Yunnan, but they were all defeated. There was nothing left but a lifeless escape. When he was in the asylum, he was like a rotten, empty shell, lost and hopeless, unresponsive to all stimuli.
This is a bottomless despair. Desperate Li Wu La continued her life like an animal. Others have also fallen, but others are still social and form a group to forage for survival. However, Li Wu La does not participate in it and lives like a wild dog in the market.
Seeing the mysterious dragon's watermelon desperately trying to grab food, it doesn't matter even if it is beaten half to death. Faced with the pork stewed vermicelli that everyone had finally gathered for, he had the nerve to shamelessly pick up the bowl and get a share of the soup without doing anything.
Abandoning the army and running away is hateful, and getting something for nothing is also despising. He is the most hopeless person among the people in the shelter, and the mud can't support the wall. It seems that all hope that hits him is dead. This is The deepest impression everyone had on Li Liansheng back then
But since his trip to Myanmar, Li Liansheng seems to have become a different person, no longer shrinking or escaping. Because he, the leader of the group, gave him hope and a chance to atone for his sins.
He was very grateful for the trust that Liao Mingyu gave him, so he worked hard to change himself. Even if the shells exploded around him, he could grit his teeth and persist in completing the tasks assigned to him by the regiment leader. He doesn't want to be looked down upon by others anymore, and he doesn't want to be called a wimp anymore.
Li Liansheng has something he cares about, and when he finds that he still has a chance to fight for it again, he will be focused on it. He wants redemption, he wants to pay off his debt!
His behavior has also won the respect of others. Kang Ya, who used to dislike him the most, is one of them.
Maybe even Liao Mingyu didn't realize that under the subtle influence of his personality charm, these old brothers in the cannon fodder group were slowly affected, and they were also working hard to change themselves...
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