By the time Shen Rusong was sent to Beiqin Army Hospital, he was already dying.
The high suspension bridge on the moat outside Beiqin Base was lowered with a bang. Under the gaze of a group of infrastructure soldiers working in the field mowing grass, several scarred military trucks drove into the city cave. When they bent down and continued to pick up their sickles, they hurriedly The rainy sound of horse hooves came again, it was the cavalry setting off in the early morning!
Amid the commotion, the suspension bridge was quickly pulled up and the heavy steel gate was closed again. The infrastructure soldiers outside the base will not rush in. Their barracks are scattered across the vast wilderness, in munitions farms.
Shen Rusong was lying on a stretcher, his face extremely pale and lifeless. The porcelain road leading to the operating room was always stained with blood. Not only him, but also many seriously injured soldiers were pushed and pushed out in this corridor. , the nurse on duty could only pick up a water-stained mop and mop again and again. Whenever the blood was diluted, she would use a dry mop to sweep, but the next stretcher truck would come.
The surviving members of Class 2 were guarding the operating room. The male soldiers, who were always very addicted to smoking, could not smoke at the moment. They were squatting in the corner, burying their heads in their knees, and some were leaning against the wall, unwilling to leave despite the persuasion of others. .
Without him, lying inside was their monitor.
They are their brothers and comrades-in-arms.
This is not the first time. The last time I came back from Qianshan by helicopter, I narrowly escaped death in the vast black tide. After getting off the helicopter, they carried the seriously injured squad leader and other brothers and sisters to Yanqi Hospital. Once the radiation treatment is complete, he will stay outside the operating room. After two consecutive surgeries, everyone thought that the squad leader had fainted and might not be able to wake up again, but he still woke up fine.
There was no way to smoke, and the mouth was really stuffy, so people bit into the fruit-flavored hard candies with a "click-click-click" sound. A pair of steel teeth bit the hard candy into pieces, and the sweet and inferior sugar water was accompanied by no flow. The clear water and mucus that came out fell into my stomach.
The operating room opened with a bang. The military doctor, who was covered in green medical uniforms, took off his mask. He waved his hands to indicate that people did not need to ask any more questions. He took a breath and said, "The patient has a ruptured spleen and multiple rib fractures. Fortunately, the internal bleeding has stopped." .”
People breathed a sigh of relief.
"But the blood bank is in an emergency and there is not enough type B blood. You should quickly mobilize people with type B blood to donate blood!"
There is nothing to say. What they are waiting for outside is actually now. The entire company and the entire garrison in Beiqin base have been waiting for a long time. The bright red blood is transfused into the bodies of comrades who are in urgent need of new blood. This may be better than any other. Anything can comfort them.
Summer nights will eventually come, sooner or later, and the number of people waiting outside the operating room will gradually decrease. People agree to take turns to guard the posts, and if there is any news, they will definitely pass it back.
The door of the operating room opened again, and the nurse supported the doctor who was exhausted from more than a dozen operations in a row. There was no noise at this time. The soldiers followed the nurses pushing the stretcher and listened to their stories.
"Shen Rusong, three left floating ribs are broken, and the splint pad must be worn for at least three weeks before being removed. The spleen was moderately ruptured, causing internal bleeding. Fortunately, you had a blood transfusion on the way, and the first aid was very good. Now it has been explored and repaired, but please be careful. Pay special attention!"
The nurse in front of Shen Rusong's bed was stout and looked like an elderly military aunt. She warned the soldiers next to her.
"First of all! No smoking is allowed. Secondly, don't bring something to eat secretly because he says he's not full! He can only eat liquid food now, let alone what your squad leader says. Let him lie down and have a good rest, which is better than anything else. Okay! Do you understand?"
Everyone nodded hurriedly. Shen Rusong, who had miraculously been awake all the time, asked a few weak questions. He could barely see who was standing beside the bed, and then he couldn't hold on any longer and fell into a drowsy sleep.
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Shen Rusong had another long dream. It was no better than the last dream he had while lying in Yanqi Hospital about walking in the wilderness at the foot of Longshan Mountain. This time he felt very cold and he was trapped in a box full of water. Every time he was about to drown, he would open his eyes with palpitations, and then fall asleep again. But in these crazy dreams, he would always die again and again, so he would wake up again and again. But he remembered very clearly that when he looked back, he would definitely be able to see Longshan shrouded in mist.
Ah, Longshan. On top of Longshan is the snow mining machine that supplies tens of millions of people. He has always wanted to go to the top of Longshan. He heard that there is a small Tianchi there. According to ancient myths, Bailong’s favorite The youngest son was born in Xiaotianchi, so from ancient times to today, from the Tianhai Empire to today's alliance, if there are many children in the family, the father will always take the youngest son to Xiaotianchi and pray to the white dragon to protect the youngest son who will guard the stove in the future. A life of peace and wealth...
Under the Dragon Mountain, that is his eternal hometown, where his mother and sister live...
Shen Rusong slept for two days and one night, and woke up in the afternoon of the third day. But this time, there were no two best friends, Gao Keming and Shao Gang, rushing over to make fun of each other. Shen Rusong stared at the ceiling blankly, I am worried about what will happen to the two of them. It is better for one to be in the Zhouqiao team and there will be no danger in building a bridge on the Hailan River, but what about Shao Gang? He is also a combat engineer who has to be sent to the front line to clear up the enemy. He has been fighting in the ruins of Yanqi for more than a month. All the reports sent back from the front line are official battle reports. It is difficult to send personal letters. In the ammunition supply room, letters from home and telegrams are always The least important thing.
It wasn't until the nurse came to check the ward that Shen Rusong turned his head and silently let the nurse check various physical indicators. He cooperated with him very familiarly. This was not the first time, and it was probably not the last time.
Sometimes when a painful spot is touched, Shen Rusong just tilts his cheek line. He can feel the pain very well. Compared with those comrades who sacrificed their lives, he is already too happy and lucky.
There was no training after the battle, so the rest would be very long, so the people in Class 2 quickly gathered at Shen Rusong's bedside. Sharing the same ward with him were Zhou Kenlong from Class 1 and Yan Huihui from Class 3. Only one of the former's chest ribs is good, and it is difficult for him to speak. After a while, he will need to undergo another operation to replace the entire rib with an alloy one. The latter's constitution was weaker. She had been soaked in the radioactive rainwater for too long, and during the battle against the beast tide, she accidentally swallowed the highly toxic swamp-dwelling demon's internal organs. She had an abdominal dissection to remove the piece that had corroded the lower half of her pelvic cavity. Poison, although her life signs are very stable, but people who have been poisoned by the swamp-dwelling monster's toxin will not know when they wake up again.
Everyone began to talk about the ins and outs of the battle, thinking about the sacrifice of their comrades. The bodies of Yu Youan and Luo Hong have been buried. The high temperature in summer is prone to decay. They both rolled in radioactive water and the radioactivity was not low. They were cremated yesterday morning and their ashes were divided into three parts. Some will be buried in the Beiqin Military Cemetery, some will be given to family members, and some will be placed in the Memorial to the Fallen Martyrs at Longshan Tianmen. The entire mountain wall is filled with the bones of soldiers who died since the reconstruction.
No one has raised any objections to this. People firmly believe that the surface of the earth will always be rebuilt, the fallen leaves will always return to their roots, and the Longshan Dungeon will be sealed sooner or later, so it will naturally become the eternal cemetery of heroic spirits.
Everyone spoke softly, but when talking about the details of the sacrifices of their comrades, they couldn't help but choke up.
When the beast tide attacked both wings and Class 2 got into a melee for the first time, Yu Youan disappeared. The visibility was too low during the heavy rain night. When people found him, he was not breathing, but his neck was completely strangled. So it is easy to deduce that he was wrapped around the neck by a swamp-dwelling demon with a long tongue, and his neck was broken during the struggle. No one discovered him until dawn.
As for Luo Hong's death, Shen Rusong talked about it gently.
When he spoke softly, there were only soft sobs in the ward. Alas, it was only Xu Shengnan. Normally, she and Luo Hong could keep company, comfort and support each other. After all, she was a female soldier, and there were many things she could not say to the opposite sex. Yes, military discipline and rules are so strict, how can you tell male soldiers?
She hugged her shoulders and wiped her tears with her brand-new military uniform sleeves. Next to her, Li Hao gently patted her back with his still intact right hand. He had two fingers bitten off. He was joking just now, saying that he was very unlucky. If he bit off one more finger, his service career would be over, and he would be classified as a disabled person and sent to a military farm to live comfortably. Complete the remaining dates of service.
Everyone smiled pretending not to understand his teasing.
The munitions farm, do you think it is paradise on earth?
In the vast land of the Northeast, only tractors can cultivate tens, hundreds or even thousands of hectares of land. Tractors need diesel, but whether the precious diesel should be given priority to tractors that produce food or tanks and military vehicles that defend the territory? There is never a right answer to a question. Just like war never breaks out at the time you want, if there is war during spring planting and autumn harvest, the diesel oil originally intended for tractors and harvesters will be misappropriated. But there has to be planting and harvesting, and someone has to do it.
It is called a munitions farm, not a state farm. Production is fighting. Why bother talking about such hardship?
Maybe when waiting for a new mission or a new deployment, I will go to the military supply farm outside Beiqin to help. The autumn harvest is coming soon, and the war in Yanqi is in full swing. Don’t even think about it. One day, there will be a big, big war. Wheat fields need to be cut by people with one sickle and one sickle.
Everyone began to talk about how lucky the squad leader and Zhou Kenlong were. The two warriors who directly challenged the red ghoul were still alive and well. Although "good and well" was a bit reluctant, it was good to be alive and well.
Shen Rusong and Zhou Kenlong looked at each other. They had nothing to recall. One of them fired a grenade at the corpse, diverting his attention and causing himself to be knocked unconscious and then saved the other. People who go to die. When Shen Rusong was thrown away, before the red ghoul could touch him, a bullet had already penetrated his waist and ribs and bruised his spleen, but he didn't feel anything at the time.
As for Yang Qi, he followed the guidance of Zhou Kenlong who woke up at dawn and found the dying Shen Rusong in a tree hole. Then came today.
