"Bring a clean body bag!" Lu Xiuyuan said in a hoarse voice.

The person next to him didn't move.

"Do you want to be punished?!" Lu Xiuyuan spoke again, his tone even colder than before.

When they heard the word "punishment", someone finally took action and went to the side to get a body bag.

They are called body bags, but they are actually just larger bags. The death toll was too high, and the body bags prepared before were simply not enough.

Lu Xiuyuan took off his coat and covered the dead man's head with it, which was his last bit of dignity.

Only then did he join other comrades to carefully carry the man out of the rubble and put him in a body bag.

"Others continue the search and rescue!" Lu Xiuyuan ordered a soldier to help him carry the bodies to a nearby corpse pit.

There were too many deaths to bury them one by one, so they had to dig a big pit, put the people in, and then dig more pits when it was full.

When Lu Xiuyuan carried the corpse over, the pit was full, and the soldiers guarding the place immediately began to bury it.

Lu Xiuyuan stood at the edge of the corpse pit. Although it was no longer the hottest time of the year, many of the corpses were badly damaged and there were so many of them that after a few days, they had become rotten and unrecognizable.

The smell of corpses near the corpse pit was even worse, but Lu Xiuyuan did not move, as if he had lost his sense of smell.

He stared at the pit of corpses in front of him, his eyes filled with a dark color that was too dark to be seen.

He secretly swore in his heart that he would definitely seek revenge for these innocent villagers!

After the soldiers filled the last shovel of soil, Lu Xiuyuan turned and strode away.

That night, Lu Xiuyuan dug out a total of seven bodies. Two were injured, villagers, and one was just dug out. He just said thank you and couldn't hold on and went to feed his child.

It was getting dark, and Lu Xiuyuan's palms were bleeding from being rubbed by stones, but he seemed to feel nothing at all and was still searching for surviving villagers in the ruins.

"Boss, go and have a rest. You haven't slept for three days. If you continue like this, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it." A soldier advised.

"I'm not tired. If you are tired, go and rest." No matter how many times others asked, Lu Xiuyuan always answered this way.

Others did not dare to confront him, after all, no one could beat him.

But if he continued like this, he would be fine, but his hand would be broken. One soldier couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he went to the medical department.

"I just want some wound medicine, and it would be best if I could have some gauze." The soldier negotiated with a doctor anxiously.

"Comrade, it's not that I don't want to give it to you. It's that we are short of medicine now. Mr. Meng has stipulated that you cannot give medicine without seeing the patient." The doctor looked embarrassed.

Now I wish I could divide one dose of medicine into ten portions, because the pharmacy is very busy.

"It's my captain. His hand injury is very serious, and he refuses to come to your place for treatment. I can only bring some medicine back for him. Please be flexible." The soldier pleaded with his hands clasped together.

"This... is against the rules. I can't give it to you privately."

"Then come with me to the headquarters."

"I can't leave here. There are so many patients." The doctor's situation is even more difficult.

The soldier's face fell all of a sudden, how could he not even get some medicine? What would his captain do then?

The soldier was about to leave dejectedly, and at this moment, a hoarse female voice sounded from behind him.