Chapter 149: Trampling the Concession

When Luo Jiu and Zhong Jialing rushed to Zhenjiang in a hurry, they saw the bodies of several National Salvation Army soldiers lying on the ground.

Although their faces were blackened by the artillery shells, Luo Jiu could still recognize that they were the brothers who had been with them since the labor camp.

She scanned these familiar faces with red eyes, "Where's my ninth sister?"

The Thorn team member next to him said, "We are still rescuing her. The captain was injured by a shell. Fortunately, she was wearing a bulletproof vest, so she survived for the time being. Otherwise..."

As she spoke, she couldn't help shedding tears, but quickly raised her hand to wipe them away, trying her best to control her emotions.

The medical staff accompanying the army temporarily found a room and used it as an emergency room.

Luo Jiu and others saw through the glass that Zhu Jiumei was blown to pieces with blood all over her body, lying there like a blood gourd.

Meng Hu cried on the side: "Zhenjiang's garrison was empty, with only some old, weak and sick people left. We suppressed them with firepower and opened the gate of Zhenjiang in less than 30 minutes.

The captain took us on patrols everywhere and passed by the Ying Concession in the city.

Originally, everyone thought that since it was not yet their specified time to withdraw, they did not intend to attack them now.

I didn’t expect them to keep silent and suddenly open fire when we were on patrol, killing seven soldiers on the spot, including the captain…”

Luo Jiu gritted his teeth, "What about now?"

Meng Hu said: "Now they have retreated to the fortifications they built in advance and are unable to come out.

We have no commander and are not familiar with the terrain, so we will surround the concession and wait for instructions from the headquarters."

Luo Jiu took the map, and the nurse inside suddenly ran out, "Commander, the bleeding is too much and we can't stop it. I'm afraid Captain Zhu is dying.

She is still conscious and wants to see you.”

Zhong Jialing rushed in quickly. Luo Jiu wanted to take a pen, but in a hurry he found that the pen was lost at some point.

She raised her hand and touched the bloodstain on Meng Hu's clothes, thinking that it must be Zhu Jiumei's blood.

She circled a few points on the map and said, "Set up artillery at these locations and continue bombarding the entire concession."

She threw the map into Meng Hu's hand and walked in immediately.

Meng Hu asked hurriedly: "How long will the bombing last?"

Luo Jiu paused for a moment, "Keep going until the shells are used up, or the entire concession is razed to the ground."

Luo Jiu entered the temporary emergency room and saw Zhong Jialing holding Zhu Jiumei's hand and crying on the bed.

Zhu Jiumei comforted her instead, "Little Master, don't cry, I'm not in pain..."

This is the child they raised with their own hands. They watched her grow from a skinny little girl into an agile, strong and fearless female warrior.

Now, she lies here, dying.

Seeing Luo Jiu, Zhu Jiumei forced a smile and said weakly, "I was too careless... I embarrassed the masters..."

Luo Jiu's tears welled up instantly, "No, you are the best and our pride."

Zhu Jiumei's eyes were immediately covered with a layer of mist, "Masters, don't be sad, I'm not afraid of death... I'm just very sorry, I always hear you describe the future of a prosperous country and a strong people, I... I haven't waited for that day to see it with my own eyes...

I’m sleepy…I need to rest for a while…”

Luo Jiu wiped away her tears and said, "No, Ninth Sister, Second Master will definitely let you see that day, just hold on for a while."

The doctor next to him couldn't help but advise: "Captain Zhu lost too much blood and was hit by more than a dozen shrapnel all over her body. It's very hard for her to hold on. Commander, just let her go."

"Shut up! All of you get out!" Luo Jiu drove all the medical staff out, closed the curtains and locked the door.

Zhong Jialing looked at her helplessly with tears in her eyes, "What should I do?"

"Send her to the space operating room and give her a blood transfusion."

In the past few years, Luo Jiu has been studying medical books whenever he has time, and constantly improving the operating room and ICU in the space.

Understand how to operate various medical devices. Although I have no practical experience, I have no choice but to take a risk and give it a try this time.

The two of them worked together. Zhong Jialing gave Zhu Jiumei a full set of rescue equipment, checked her blood pressure and heartbeat, and found the bleeding source to stop the bleeding.

Luo Jiu took Zhu Jiumei's blood and used the microcolumn gel method to test her blood type.

Luo Jiu checked the test card and determined: "She has type B blood."

Zhong Jialing said quickly, "Great, I also have type B blood, take mine."

The bleeding stopped, and two bags of plasma were transfused. The blood pressure, which had been falling, finally recovered.

Zhong Jialing stared at the ECG monitor with a pale face, and finally smiled, "There is hope. Come on, draw some more."

"No, you've already taken 800 milliliters, that's an overdose. If you take more you'll have problems." Luo Jiu thought for a moment, "I'll go find someone with type B blood."

"Too slow." Zhong Jialing looked at the almost empty plasma bag and suddenly remembered, "When we raided the hospital, we passed by the plasma bank."

Luo Jiu: "And you didn't take it?"

Zhong Jialing: “I took it.”

"Why haven't I seen it?"

"In order to save space, we didn't use any shelves and put the plasma in some metal cabinets."

Some images flashed through Luo Jiu's mind. She quickly walked to the medical supplies area which was comparable to a giant supermarket, quickly opened several rows of cabinets, and finally found the plasma cabinet.

She came over with eight or nine bags of type B plasma, “First, give her 8,000 milliliters, and then stop the transfusion when her vital signs return to normal.

You'd better give me a bottle of sodium chloride and glucose at the same time.

You stay with her and rest inside, I will go out to supervise the battle first."

The space was handed over to Zhong Jialing, and Luo Jiu returned to the temporary emergency room. There was a deafening sound of artillery fire outside.

She ordered the guards outside: "Captain Zhu's condition is still unstable. No one is allowed to go in and disturb her."

She rushed to the concession with a small team, only to see that the shells had ignited some buildings and flames were shooting up into the sky inside the concession.

The British troops in the concession attempted to launch a counter-artillery battle, but their terrain was unfavorable, and as soon as the artillery ran over, they were shot in the head by our side and died on the spot.

Every one that came was killed. The soldiers in charge of this place were excellent marksmen, and the corpses lying beside the British army's artillery formation were piled up.

Luo Jiu saw this scene through the telescope and said, "What a good shooting skill! Was it Meng Hu who shot it?"

The person next to him replied, "Commander Meng is on the other side. The one who fired the gun here is a new soldier, the girl who ran away from her marriage, named Chen..."

"Chen Ligong." Luo Jiu said to Chen Zhi beside him, "Write down her name and reward her according to her merits later."

The gunfire in the concession suddenly stopped, and a white flag was raised swayingly.

The people inside shouted in English: "Surrender! We surrender!"

Meng Hu ran over and said, "Commander, they've surrendered. Do you still want to fight?"

Luo Jiu was hesitating when he heard the people inside say, "We surrender! You are allowed to enter Zhenjiang. We will coexist peacefully. Don't fight!"

Luo Jiu was immediately furious and started to curse, "Fuck his bloody ancestors! We are entering our own country's land and we still need his permission?

"Fuck him, if you don't accept my surrender, I'll beat him! Beat him hard!"

Meng Hu shot down the flagpole of the white flag with one shot, and dense bullets shot towards the foreign devils like hail.

The bugler blew the charge, and the political commissar of the army shouted with a loudspeaker: "Comrades, avenge Captain Zhu! Avenge the dead soldiers! Avenge our compatriots who were massacred by the foreigners! Charge!"