At 5 o'clock in the morning on February 23, Gao Xiaoshan sat silently on the stone threshold at the entrance of the Miaoxing Town Field Hospital. Looking at his brothers who were also silently surrounding the hospital entrance, he knew that they should be allowed to rest. But I don't know how to speak. Beside him were old Uncle Wu and Meng Yuting, who had been smoking.
They are all waiting for news about Miaohua, Zhang Xiaoping and Xu Dacheng who are being rescued in the hospital.
Thanks to the simple highway built by the Japanese army, the car arrived at the temple within half an hour. Miaohua and the three of them were sent to the operating room immediately, but Zhou Wen didn't even bother to change his clothes, so he wore A white coat followed. Even when Miaohua was undergoing surgery, she could not stop giving him Qi. This was Feng Tianpei's request, which showed how critical Miaohua's injury was.
At this time, how could the brothers in the first team who came out of Dawangzhuang with Miaohua and the three of them not be anxious and sleep peacefully. Miaohua is their chief instructor, Xu Dacheng is their good brother, Zhang Xiaoping has a calm and shy personality, and everyone likes him, especially Old Uncle Wu, who feels the most sorry for this man who has lost his parents, even his only relative Zi Qingdao A big boy who died long ago.
Gao Xiaoshan had more problems on his mind. Of course he was worried and anxious about the injuries of Miaohua and the three of them, but he had to consider the eventuality. This was the value of Gao Xiaoshan.
In fact, what he is most worried about is Zhou Wen. He knows Zhou Wen's temperament and his relationship with Miaohua, Zhang Xiaoping, and Xu Dacheng.
Unlike Gao Xiaoshan and his brothers from the original guard company of the supplementary regiment, they originally made a living by licking blood from the edge of a knife. Without Zhou Wen's arrival, they would have been like that in this life, and maybe they would have been buried in graves by now. of a withered skeleton.
These people were completely rescued by Zhou Wen, who led them to break out of the desperate situation of the Central Plains War into a clear sky. So they had no choice but to follow Zhou Wen closely, live and die for him.
As for Miaohua, Zhang Xiaoping, Xu Dacheng and Ti Jing, these four people have more choices and other lifestyles. They resolutely joined the team because of various relationships and reasons with Zhou Wen, and followed Zhou Wen on this road destined to be full of life. The path of iron blood and crisis.
Once something happens to any of them, Zhou Wen will go crazy, really crazy. Because he will feel guilty and blame himself, just like his behavior after receiving the news of Uncle Beard's death, just like the blood in his eyes when he saw the bloody bodies of Miaohua and the others.
Gao Xiaoshan knew very well that if any brother in the mercenary group had an accident, everyone would be hurt and sad, but time would dilute everything. A mercenary group is still a mercenary group.
But Zhou Wen is different. He is the soul and backbone of this mercenary group. Once something happens to him, the mercenary group will quickly disappear. Either it will be annexed by others, or it will be sent to a road of no return, or it will be completely destroyed. Disband.
At this moment, Feng Tianpei walked out of the operating room. Even with a mask, he could not hide the tiredness in his eyes.
Gao Xiaoshan came forward to welcome him, while the others surrounded the door tightly. They knew the rules and could not cross this threshold no matter how anxious they were.
Feng Tianpei took off his mask and took a breath and said: "It's quite in time. Senior Brother Miaohua has survived. Senior Brother Xiaoping and Dacheng are not fatally injured and will recover after a period of training. However, Senior Brother Miaohua needs to be sent to the city as soon as possible." Go to a major hospital in Li, and they will take X-rays for a while to observe the recovery of his bones."
Gao Xiaoshan also let out a long sigh, turned around and nodded gently to the anxious faces at the door, and a suppressed and low cheers suddenly came from outside the door.
At this time, Zhou Wen, who looked so haggard that there was no trace of blood in his face, also came out. He looked at his tired and weak body, which was swaying as he walked. Cui Xiaolu supported him tightly, looking at his side with a pair of big worried eyes. His face didn't move.
Zhou Wen forced out a smile, patted Cui Xiaolu's hand and said, "Go take care of them quickly. I'm fine. Just take a rest."
Gao Xiaoshan rushed forward, replaced Cui Xiaolu, helped Zhou Wen to the door, and sat on the stone threshold.
Zhou Wen leaned his head against the doorpost and saw that his brothers were still guarding the door of the hospital. He waved his hand and said, "Go and rest. They are fine."
Then he took a cigarette that Meng Yuting had lit, put it in his mouth and took a puff, then he choked and coughed again.
Old Uncle Wu came over and pulled the cigarette out of Zhou Wen's mouth. He looked at Meng Yuting reproachfully and said, "If you don't know how to smoke, don't smoke. This cigarette is not a good thing."
Zhou Wen laughed unconsciously when he saw Meng Yuting looking a little embarrassed.
His smile made everyone around him feel relieved. You know, ever since Miaohua and the others were injured, Zhou Wen's expression has been so scary, okay? It's like a ball of fire has been burning in his eyes and heart, and he doesn't know when it will erupt. They have never seen Zhou Wen before. This expression is silent but contains a ferocious look.
Zhou Wen looked up at the still dark sky and said softly: "When the shells fell, senior brother was admiring the command knife. Xiaoping realized something was wrong and immediately threw Dacheng to the ground, followed by senior brother. Between the two of them, he withstood the greatest impact and the pressure of the collapse of the house. All his limbs were broken, and the back of his head was hit by a falling pillar. There was no good piece of flesh left in his entire back."
Having said this, Zhou Wen's tears flowed down again, and the eyes of others also became moist. Miaohua is really a good senior and big brother to the entire mercenary group!
At this time, Zhou Wen was exhausted physically and mentally. He had set out to attack the Japanese military headquarters yesterday evening, and there were successive battles. After Miaohua and the others were injured, he kept using Prajna energy to heal their wounds. Only now can he finally relax and rest for a while. His body and spirit are actually exhausted to the extreme.
However, the fire in his heart never went out, and even grew stronger.
It's ridiculous that I actually felt compassion before, but I started to feel unbearable just after killing thousands of enemies. Fortunately, I am still a second-generation person, and I still haven't understood the meaning of war between countries.
To put it bluntly, war is a face-to-face fight between two groups of people representing different positions. Both sides aim to kill the other party, no matter what method is used, until the other party is completely killed or the other party surrenders.
What is the purpose of bringing the mercenary group to the Songhu battlefield? Not hoping to win the war, but to make the Japanese feel pain and heartache. This requires killing, killing more people.
