Chapter 611

2017-09-12

The cannon rumbled.

From the hour onwards, the loud bombardment has not stopped.

At this time, the survivors of the Ghost Hand formation hiding in the underground caves of the western hills were groaning.

This is the fifth day that they have entered the Four Winds Mausoleum to fight.

In five days, the Ghost Hand formation suffered heavy losses.

It was so severe that no one could tell how many brothers and sisters died.

They first blocked the waves of insect swarms, but when the swarm arrived, their reinforcements did not arrive.

This is a losing battle.

Every ghost soldier is full of pain and despair.

The death of their comrades left them demoralized.

They are hiding in this underground cave, wondering if someone will come to rescue them.

Just now, when the bombardment started, they all raised their spirits and listened carefully.

And so on and find out that it’s just that the strikes are in the eastern hills opposite where they are, and each of them has a look of bitter smile on their faces.

“TM, it’s better to die in battle.”

“Oh, yes, I really envy my brother team. Out of ten brothers, nine died heroically. , I am the only one with a broken leg who survived.”

“Me too.”

Another ghost hand soldier with a broken arm said bitterly with a smile: “I really don’t know, why wastes like us are still alive, wasting other people’s food.”

“If only someone knew that we are here, even if we just shoot a few cannons here, we will Can rush out of the cave under the cover of artillery fire, kill a few more insects before dying!”

“Unfortunately, the artillery is in the hills north of strikes, and no one knows we exist.”

The surviving soldiers fell into desperate silence again.

This kind of torment without a goal is undoubtedly the most painful thing for them.

“Lieutenant, another medical oxygen generator has been scrapped.”

A soldier with a bloody face walked up to a female doctor in a white coat, Concerned reports.

The medic lieutenant is Li Muchen.

Li Muchen took the initiative to request to follow the ghost hand formation to come to support, on the one hand to ensure the survival rate of the ghost hand formation soldiers, and on the other hand to improve his ability.

She has never stopped thinking about Chen Xing.

She knew that with her own ability, she couldn’t match Chen Xing’s strength.

Only by doing everything possible to improve yourself can you have the opportunity to follow in the footsteps of Chen Xing.

So, she brought two nurses and some medical equipment to fight with the ghost soldiers on the front line.

It has to be said that because of her existence, the casualty rate of the entire Ghost Hand formation has been greatly reduced.

The Ghost Hand formation did not destroy the entire army, and at least half of the credit belongs to Li Muchen.

However, this battle is inherently unwinnable.

Severe casualties are inevitable.

It is by no means that she can pull strongly against a crazy tide with the strength of a healer.

In this battle, Li Muchen himself was injured.

The fart bug’s plasma-pulse cannonball hit her several hundred meters away.

The huge shock wave shattered her spine. She used temporary sealing needles, forced her to retreat, and persisted until now.

She knows that her injury simply can’t be considered compared to those ghost-hand soldiers who fought bloody battles.

If you can go back, just find a genetic diagnosis and treatment cabin and get some sleep.

But unfortunately, the genetic diagnosis and treatment cabin she brought was completely destroyed in that explosion.

Now she can only numb the pain in her spine with constant occlusion needles.

At the same time, she didn’t want other soldiers to know about her injuries.

The soldiers have always taken great care of her. If they knew that she was injured, they would have to scramble to give up their medical resources to Li Muchen.

In the absence of editor Captain Tan Zhong, Li Muchen is now the highest rank among the wounded soldiers.

She must take on the responsibilities of a qualified leader.

She didn’t know how long and how long this responsibility would take.

But as long as she has breath left, she must not fall!

Because, she is also a soldier!

Li Muchen sorted out his thoughts and said softly to the blood-stained soldier, “It doesn’t matter, don’t we still have an oxygen generator? Turn on that oxygen generator, so that the people in the cave can’t be let out. The oxygen content has dropped to a dangerous level.”

The blood-stained soldier said in embarrassment: “However, a medical oxygen generator is originally designed to supply a person’s breathing, even if it is turned on at the maximum power. , and may not be able to bear the minimum oxygen content of so many wounded! My subordinates are worried that in a few hours, the last oxygen generator will burn out!”

Li Muchen’s heart was a mess! .

To tell the truth, she really doesn’t know how to be a qualified leader.

And the more this time comes, the more she misses Chen Xing.

On the night she retreated into the cave, she had a brief dream against the wet walls.

She dreamed that Chen Xing suddenly appeared in front of her, but she was full of filth, ugly, and had no face to face Chen Xing.

The dream woke her up.

She hasn’t slept since then, with pain in her spine.

Until now in this brief moment.

She faced many problems.

The problem that the oxygen generator burns out and the oxygen content is about to reach the critical point is just one of many troubles.

The most uncomfortable thing for her is that she obviously saw many soldiers injured, but they could not be treated due to insufficient medical supplies.

You can only watch them moan in pain.

This is a thousand times, ten thousand times more painful than her own spine injury!

Sure enough, I’m still not qualified to be a leader.

Li Muchen sighed slightly, and said softly to the blood-stained soldier, “It doesn’t matter, if you can endure for a few hours, just endure for a few hours. When we get to the mountain, there’ll be a way through, I think, at that time, we will always find a way.”

The bloody soldier looked at Li Muchen with suspicion.

Perhaps, the soldiers knew that Li Muchen simply had no other way, but the soldiers couldn’t bear to continue asking questions.

He saluted and hurried away.

As a military medical officer, Li Muchen knows it better than anyone.

The last oxygen generator can only last for three hours.

After three hours, the oxygen levels in the sealed cavern will drop to dangerous levels.

By then, either stay in the cave and suffocate to death.

Or charge ahead with the inspect perish lingering outside the cave.

Li Muchen didn’t want to accept either of these two results.

Tan Zhongbian, Captain, entrusted the remaining ghost soldiers to her, not to let her take them to death.

She had to figure out a way to keep them alive.

Even if only one person survives, the number of the ghost hand formation will not be erased!

Chen Xing, where are you?

Teach me, what should I do?