Ivante brought a lot of medicines, including anesthetics, which were all collected from the joint base.

Jiang Ning first injected the special medicine, then gave an anesthetic injection, and then cleaned the festering wound, disinfected it, and sutured it.

"Ivante, if you want to save your leg, you must avoid eating. You can't eat meat or drink alcohol. Eat more vegetables if you have nothing to do."

Jiang Ning adjusted his medication, then gave him 5 kilograms of vegetables, and told him to come back in two days to change the medicine. After

closing the door, she told her brother and sister what happened at the base.

"If everything goes well, Zhao Quan has returned to the warship at sea."

Jiang Ning was tired and went back to bed to rest.

Huo Yishen saw that she was in a bad mood and envied those who could go home.

Not only Jiang Ning, Doudou was also obviously depressed, but just pretended to be indifferent.

Huo Yishen patted her shoulder.

Doudou was very sensible, "Brother, I'm fine."

You have to give up before you can gain. If he hadn't left, the situation might have been even worse.

There's nothing wrong with the Arctic except that it's a little cold.

Huo Yishen went back to the room and wanted to give Jiang Ning some advice, but she had recovered.

He didn't say anything more.

Two days later, Ivante came to change the dressing.

He didn't forget to tell them the news, "Yang and He are gone."

There were more than 30 Chinese people in the base, and they all chose to leave.

Ivante was very generous, giving each of them 5 kilograms of potatoes and 3 kilograms of seal meat, and asked them to set off with the hunting team so that they could be taken care of on the road.

"If everything goes well, they will be able to reach the port of landing the day after tomorrow and follow the other survivors back to your country."

He said so much, but it was just a favor.

Jiang Ning decisively satisfied him, "Ivante, thank you for your help, otherwise they can't go home."

"Hahaha, who said we are friends." If

the Chinese leave the Arctic, they can also sleep well.

...

Two days later

In the Arctic, the wind blew and light snow.

The coast was densely packed with people, wearing worn-out cotton padded jackets, with frostbite all over their hands and feet.

Some were wrapped in animal skins, and some held the perforated bags tightly in their arms.

A pair of cloudy and numb eyes looked at the vast ocean from time to time.

A five-star red flag was hoisted on a boat not far away.

The red flag had faded and was damaged, but it still fluttered in the cold wind.

There were also many survivors on the boat. The middle-aged man at the bow shouted at the top of his voice, "Fellow countrymen, don't rush or panic. The country promised to take us to our new home, and it must do what it said.

Everyone, keep an eye on your luggage. The closer you are to go home, the more you must pay attention to safety. Don't get separated from your companions, so that others can take advantage of you."

He stood on the boat, looking at the huge crowd below, his brows wrinkled more and more.

The staff member next to him worriedly said, "Captain, including the people sent by the Russian bear yesterday, we are no more than 300 people. How come so many of them suddenly appeared?"

Zhou Zhijie had a bad feeling, "The environment in the Arctic is too harsh. After learning that China has established a new home and sent people to pick them up, who knows how to leave this damn place."

Not to mention people of other skin colors, there are also many people from other Eastern countries who have drifted to the Arctic. People with

the same skin color and faces usually guard against each other and stick together, and their relationship is more delicate.

He has seen many faces in the crowd. They are not Chinese at all, but now they are mixed in the crowd and want to get through and take a gamble.

"They want to pretend to be someone else and get on board?"

Zhou Zhijie was worried. "Impersonation is the least of my worries. I'm worried that they will take advantage of the chaos to steal our compatriots' bags, or documents or other things that can prove that they are Chinese."

After that, he spoke loudly again, reminding his compatriots to pay attention to safety and prevent others from stealing maliciously.

"Captain, not only are there many Eastern faces, but there are also several foreign gangs, all of whom are carrying their belongings."

These gangs usually act arrogantly along the coast, relying on the guns in their hands to make a living by robbing.

What exactly do they want to do by showing up today?

Just as he was worried, a black fighter plane flew over the horizon.

It flew low, and the roar was deafening.

Fighter planes circled over the Arctic coast, and at the same time, a huge warship whistled in from afar.

A bright five-star red flag was hunting in the wind on the sea.

The coast was instantly boiling.

They are here!

The army of the new homeland has come.

Faces that were only skin and bones, with dizziness in their eyes, but they tried their best not to fall.

The reconnaissance fighter plane returned, landed accurately on the warship, and urgently reported the situation.

The warship slowly drove over and stopped at the sea more than 300 meters away from the ice bank, releasing three military assault boats that could carry 50 people each.

120 armed soldiers came over by boat.

The leader was named Liao, the vice-captain of the warship. He used a loudspeaker to shout to the crowd on the shore: "Fellow compatriots, we are here to take you home."

Instantly, the survivors on the shore cheered.

"Don't worry, step back and line up. As long as you are Chinese compatriots and are willing to go to your new home, we will take you home without exception."

He quickly locked onto the ship with the five-star red flag on board, and three assault ships sailed over.

Zhou Zhian excitedly got off the ship and asked the survivors on the ship to hold hands and form a human wall to persuade the crowded crowd to retreat and clear a place for the soldiers to land.

He quickly stepped forward and shook hands with Vice Captain Liao, tightly grasping his hand. "Hello, comrades. We are the survivors of the official base in Sichuan Province. We drifted to the Arctic for two months. There are a total of 219 compatriots on board."

Afraid that the other party would not believe him, Zhou Zhijie took out the documents hidden in his clothes with trembling frozen hands. "This is my ID card, work permit..."

After the verification, Vice Captain Liao was full of admiration. "Thank you for your hard work and for leading your compatriots to survive in the Arctic. We are here to pick you up."

Zhou Zhijie's eyes were filled with tears.

He finally got what he had been waiting for in his lifetime.

When the ship entered the sea, there were nearly a thousand people on board, but now there are only 219 left. If they had not believed in the power of the country, they might not have been able to hold on until today.

It was too hard.

Natural disasters are too hard.

He quickly calmed himself and explained the actual situation, "Except for the dead, there are less than three hundred compatriots along the Arctic coast, but today five or six hundred people have come, and many of them are not from our country."

At the same time, he did not forget to inform several bullying gangs, "They must be planning something, you have to be careful."

Lieutenant Commander Liao comforted them, "Don't worry, we have a response strategy."

It was precisely because of the fear of accidents that the warship did not land in advance, but waited until the agreed time to arrive.

Aircraft reconnaissance officer Zhao Quan had already reported the situation. He asked carefully, "I heard that the Russians have a base in the Arctic. There is a team of Chinese survivors in the base. Have they come over?"

"They came over. They arrived last night. The leader's surname is He."

After learning the name of the person in charge, Vice Captain Liao called out his name directly, "He Tianming, please come over here."

He Tianming, who was squeezed in the crowd, hurriedly led the other survivors to squeeze over.

"Hello, I'm He Tianming. There are 31 of us in total, all from Jiacheng Base in Guangdong Province."

"Jiacheng Base?" Vice Captain Liao looked at him, "Where are you from?"

"Fengcheng, Guangdong Province."

Fengcheng? There happened to be people from Fengcheng on the warship.

He looked around the team and pointed to another one, "You, come here."

The soldier who was named came over.

"31 of them are from Guangdong Province. You are responsible for verifying them. If they are correct, they can board the ship directly."

The young and thin soldier looked at He Tianming and was surprised after a while: "It's you?"