The strongest soldier

Five days later, China's coastal city, military port.

It was a beautiful morning, with warm sunshine, cool breeze, and clear blue sky. A few seagulls were flying freely, occasionally passing over the undulating sea surface, screaming, and flying further away to the military port. There are many warships docked, swaying gently with the waves. The bright August 1st logo on the white ships is particularly eye-catching, and the military flags are fluttering in the wind.

Some patrol teams on the coast led military dogs around and looked around curiously. From time to time, they took a curious look at the motorcade parked on the coast. There were dozens of vehicles, most of which were ambulances. This meant emergency rescue. With so many wounded people getting off the bus, everyone was very excited. I was curious about what kind of army it was, but when I thought of the strict orders from above, I gave up the idea of ​​finding out and continued to guard the perimeter.

After a while, a nuclear submarine slowly appeared on the calm sea. It had a dark brown appearance, smooth lines, and a strong and soft appearance. It was very exciting to see. The nuclear submarine slowly came to the shore, anchored, and pulled the cable. Before it stabilized, the sealed door of the nuclear submarine opened from the inside, and some soldiers wearing camouflage came out, each with a cold expression and a solemn face.

Soon, the wounded were carried out one by one and walked quickly to the coast. The medical soldiers followed with infusion bottles held high. On the coast, countless ambulances were waiting, pushing stretchers to welcome them. The wounded were picked up one by one and evacuated quickly in a tense and orderly manner. The uninjured soldiers also boarded military vehicles and evacuated. The noisy coast quickly returned to tranquility, as if nothing had happened just now.

The roads along the way have been cleared, police cars are clearing the way, and the convoy roars away, and soon enters a military hospital. The hospital has made various preparation measures. The surrounding guards are on high alert, as if they are facing a formidable enemy. The ambulance is parked at the door, and the medical staff are pushing. Use the stretcher trolley to transport the patient to the ward as quickly as possible.

At this time, a transport helicopter roared over and quickly stopped on the top floor of the hospital. Several medical staff jumped out of the helicopter. They were wearing officer uniforms and white coats. They were holding boxes in their hands. Under the leadership of the personnel, he ran downstairs in a hurry. The leader was a female soldier, Wu Miao who was ordered to come, and the others were Wu Miao's assistants.

A dark and strong man jumped out of the helicopter cockpit. He was tall, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a resolute face. He was wearing an officer's uniform and had the rank of colonel. Someone from the guard captain came up to salute. The colonel waved his hand, took off his military cap and looked up. He glanced at the sky, a hint of worry flashed in his calm eyes, and murmured: "God, if you dare to accept my beloved general, I will kill you."

"What?" the guard captain asked, not hearing clearly.

"It's nothing, lead the way." The Colonel is Wu Jin. Almost everyone in the Long Ya team was injured and suffered heavy losses. This made Wu Jin feel anxious, especially Luo Zheng and Lan Xue, who were still in a coma. If they hadn't done something in the nuclear submarine Simple treatment saved his life, but the consequences were disastrous.

Wu Jin hurried to the rescue room. Wu Miao had already brought people in. There were too many injured. Emergency rescue for serious injuries and minor injuries could only be handled by nurses. There was not enough manpower. As for the uninjured soldiers, they had already gone to other places. After taking a rest, Wu Jin saw people trotting forward in a hurry, as if they were fighting. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly he saw a bunch of generals pouring in. He couldn't help being surprised. He took a closer look and saw that the leader was none other than Mr. Li. .

"Hello, chief." Wu Jin quickly went up and saluted.

"Here, what's going on?" Mr. Li asked solemnly.

"Severe injuries are being treated urgently, and minor injuries are being treated by nurses," Wu Jin said quickly.

"Nonsense, didn't we have the hospital prepare a long time ago? All soldiers are heroes who shed blood for the country. We cannot let them bleed and shed tears. There must be no delay, not even for minor injuries. They must receive treatment as soon as possible and cannot stay. Any future trouble." Mr. Li's face turned solemn and he asked angrily.

An old man in his sixties said quickly: "Lao Li, don't worry. The hospital has contacted other brother units and asked them to send people to help. They are almost there. On behalf of the hospital, I assure you that no one will be delayed. , I’m going to the operating table right now.”

"Brother, I can rest assured about your art. Go ahead. Thank you for your hard work. I won't disturb you if I have to." Mr. Li said gratefully.

The old man said to a middle-aged man behind him: "Give me your white coat and go immediately to meet the people from other hospitals who come to help. Speed ​​up the rescue without delay."

"Yes." The middle-aged man quickly took off his white coat and gave it to the old man, turned around and left.

Old Li glanced at Wu Jin and signaled others not to follow. He walked a certain distance with Wu Jin and whispered, "I read the report. We suffered a lot of casualties this time. What do you think?"

"This mission exceeded expectations. It would be great to come back victorious." Wu Jin said thoughtfully. Regarding the qualitative issue of the mission, Wu Jin did not want to deny anyone's credit and continued seriously: "I won't talk about the objective reasons. , the most critical point is that the ghost was injured, and the murderer was the strongest military king of the Japanese country. Although he was killed by our people, the debt must be settled on their heads. As for the other countries participating in the war, they will be settled one by one later. "

"Do you want to avenge them?" Mr. Li asked.

"No, they will definitely take revenge after they recover. As their leader, I must do a good job in the preliminary work and help them fulfill their wishes. The Eight-Nation Alliance is so majestic. This blood debt starts from the Japanese country." Wu Jin looked serious. said.

"Well, then act according to your idea." Mr. Li thought for a while, nodded and agreed: "First cut off the minions of the Sam Country, and then ask the Sam Country to settle the general account. As for the Polar Bear Country, they did sell some stolen goods. Let Shadow go away after he recovers and teach them a lesson."

"Yes." Wu Jin was overjoyed when he saw Mr. Li agreeing. With Mr. Li's approval and support, many things would be easier to deal with. Wu Jin said gratefully: "Chief, don't worry, they will be fine. I'm here." Keep an eye on them until they wake up, then go and do your work."

"Remember, we must rescue them, no one is left behind." Mr. Li warned seriously.

"Yes." Wu Jin agreed with a solemn salute.

Mr. Li checked each ward and encouraged the soldiers on behalf of the military before leaving. Wu Jin sent Mr. Li and others away and went to the emergency room. He looked at the shadowless lamp that was still on and became worried.

The injuries of Shan Diao and Gui Shou were not very serious. They came over in wheelchairs with hanging bottles. When they saw Wu Jin, they quickly saluted and looked at the emergency room with concern, where Luo Zheng and Lan Xue were doing emergency rescue. Lan Xue was slashed and severely injured several times. Due to the combination of internal and external injuries, and the lack of conditions for timely treatment, the injuries worsened a lot.