When the wounds of the injured were almost treated, no one dared to delay any longer. After packing up their things, they continued on their way.
The troop carrier couldn't cross the river, so everyone had to walk forward, but no one felt tired at all and they persisted tacitly.
The wind was howling and the rain was pouring down.
In the woods on the front line, raindrops as big as beans hit the soldiers' bodies, making a dull sound.
Lu Huaiyan's eyes were bloodshot, his lips were cracked, and his face was pale. Despite being in such a miserable state, his face still showed a ruthless look. He held the gun barrel tightly and led the team forward.
Just now, they were in the midst of a fierce battle.
The enemy was too cunning and set up many ambushes. They had a hard time rescuing our trapped comrades. Although they are temporarily safe now, there are countless wounded in the team.
After a fierce battle in the rainstorm, everyone seemed to have lost most of their strength, but when they thought of the people behind them, they did not dare to stop. They could only rely on their willpower, help each other, and support each other, and walk towards the camp with difficulty.
The road was muddy and rain kept pouring into the collars. Coupled with the biting cold wind, the soldiers' bodies were covered with goose bumps and their lips were blue from the cold.
My shoes were stuck in the mud, and every step I took required a lot of effort, and it was difficult to pull my feet out of the mud.
"Hold on! We'll be at the camp soon!" Lu Huaiyan stood in front of the team. It was difficult for him to open his eyes due to the heavy rain. He turned to look at his comrades who were staggering behind him and shouted loudly.
There was a signalman standing at the entrance of the camp. He saw the returning team from afar. When he saw that everyone was in a miserable and injured state, his face turned pale instantly and a strong sense of uneasiness surged up in his head.
He put down the telescope in his hand and didn't dare to think any more at this moment, for fear of wasting time. He immediately turned around and ran back to the camp, shouting at the top of his voice as he ran: "Hurry up! Commander Lu is back with his troops!"
"Where's the military doctor? Where's the medical officer? Come and help! Comrades are injured! Come quickly!"
Hearing the signalman's voice, the other people in the camp immediately panicked and ran out to greet them.
Those who needed help helped, and the busy military doctors hurriedly put down what they were doing, picked up the first aid kits and ran out.
The medical staff followed closely behind, looking to see if anyone needed any help, their faces full of worry.
The people whose injuries were not too serious heard the noise and pulled aside the curtains to look outside. They saw that the soldiers were all returning with injuries and they were all heartbroken.
Aunt Zhang's eyes were red. She wiped her tears and kept saying, "These children are suffering so much... They are obviously almost the same age as my eldest grandson..."
The old man beside him was also very distressed, the wrinkles on his face deepened a little, and he said with red eyes: "These damn enemies deserve to die!"
When the masses looked at the injured soldiers, they clenched their fists and wished they could cut the enemy into pieces.
These soldiers were injured while protecting them.
Lu Huaiyan's injuries were actually very serious. He was hit by a bullet in the abdomen, leaving a deep wound with his skin and flesh turned inside out. However, because it was raining heavily, the bloodstains on his clothes were diluted by the rain, so they were not obvious.
His leg had also been grazed by a bullet, and now the pain was almost paralyzing him.
But he was afraid that he could not bear it any longer and the team would be demoralized, so he endured the pain all the way and did not say a word, striding back as usual.
When they were almost at the camp, he turned to look at his comrades and said in a hoarse voice: "Hold on, we're at the camp! We'll be able to get treatment soon! Hold on!"
His voice was loud and full of firm strength. The soldiers, who were already extremely tired and somewhat distracted, immediately became much more energetic when they heard his words.
After arriving at the medical tent, the wounded who were resting inside saw a large group of people coming, and those who were not seriously injured hurriedly made way to let the seriously injured lie down first.
Lu Huaiyan endured the pain and arranged for the medical staff to help the man in an orderly manner.
Then he turned and looked at the man next to him.
Pei Yunchen stumbled in from outside the tent, his face pale from excessive blood loss, and he looked in very bad condition.
His right hand was scratched by shrapnel during the battle, and the bleeding did not stop because of the rain. Now the blood kept dripping down his arm, forming a dark red area on the ground.
His lips were trembling slightly.
Seeing this, Lu Huaiyan supported Pei Yunchen and walked to Wei Zhao who had just entered the room without saying a word, and said in a deep voice: "He is injured, you take a look."
Afraid that Pei Yunchen would be stubborn, he gently pushed him.
Pei Yunchen had no strength to resist. He staggered and almost lost his balance. He became anxious and patted Wei Zhao hurriedly. Then he pointed at Lu Huaiyan and said, "Him! He is also seriously injured!"
He saw all this with his own eyes.
When Lu Huaiyan was injured, he was afraid that the bleeding would be discovered and make them worry, so he folded a handkerchief and placed it on the wound, so the blood did not seep out quickly.
He knew that Lu Huaiyan had been enduring it all the time, and his injuries were clearly more serious than his.
Wei Zhao watched from the side, then put his medical box on the ground beside him and opened it to organize it.
The medical staff nearby did not dare to delay and immediately helped Pei Yunchen to sit down and placed him on a simple stretcher nearby.
Wei Zhao signaled to the medical staff with his eyes, then took the tools and took a quick look at the wound.
Then, he began to treat the wound carefully. While he was doing it, he did not forget to comfort Pei Yunchen, "Fortunately, the wound is not deep, it will heal soon."
When the nurse nearby heard this, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
She was really willing to lie in order to comfort the wounded. Just looking at the wound, she felt like she was going to faint from the pain.
Fortunately, Wei Zhao handled the situation very skillfully, and Pei Yunchen did not suffer for too long. The medical staff then took over the bandaging.
After all, there were too many wounded soldiers and not enough military doctors.
When Pei Yunchen saw Wei Zhao standing up, he instantly woke up. He raised his finger and pointed at Lu Huaiyan despite the pain, "Go check on Huaiyan..."
Wei Zhao looked up at Lu Huaiyan and saw that he was calmly directing the other wounded who had not yet been settled, as if he was not injured at all. A sense of admiration suddenly arose in his heart.
Although he might not like Lu Huaiyan in other aspects, or even hate him, his sense of responsibility is indeed impeccable.
He is a soldier worthy of admiration and respect.
After cleaning up the medical equipment, Wei Zhao stood up and walked to Lu Huaiyan outside the tent, intending to treat his wounds.
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