"You said we will eat something delicious tonight. I don't know what delicious food to prepare for us when we go to the kitchen team!" A soldier glanced at the time and found that it had reached about five o'clock in the afternoon. For a while,
It's time for them to enjoy delicious food, which is one of the few times they can have a good rest.
"I don't know, I hope I don't want to still have damn canned meat. We're about to eat and vomit." A soldier complained that they really don't like the canned meat that has been stored for years, even if it has not expired, or food.
It has not deteriorated, but the taste will definitely not be good there.
"I think so too! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong......" A squad leader was about to express his thoughts when he suddenly heard the heavy machine gun fire on one side and fired. The sudden gunshots came instantly.
They were confused. They were still talking about what they were going to eat in the afternoon, but they opened fire there?!
"What are you still watching? Enter the combat position! Enter the combat position!" The soldiers who were still digging the trenches quickly threw away the tools in their hands, grabbed the weapons on the side, and jumped into the trenches. No one had any fantasies.
The recruits were excited and shouting everywhere, while the veterans were silently checking their weapons.
"You guys, come with me! Push that heavy guy up!" The platoon leader greeted the soldiers and suddenly remembered that the three double heavy machine guns were placed on their positions, while digging the trenches.
, dragged them on, and now they need firepower support from these big guys.
"Outpost! What did you see? Outpost! What did you see?!" After hearing the gunshots, the frontier position battalion immediately contacted the frontier position battalion. The staff and commanders in the battalion were like this.
Like crazy, walking back and forth in your own position.
"We! Ah!" The staff of the battalion headquarters heard the screams from the outpost. Several staff members pushed away the comrades next to them and ran out. They saw that a large number of shells appeared in the dry forest, and they were deployed on the front line.
There were only a few ruins left at the outpost, and black smoke was still emitting.
"Let's go down!" A soldier threw several staff officers from the trench next to him. A shell hit the front of their trench. The shock waves generated by the explosion could sweep into their faces, and the soil flew up and covered them.
The staff members shook their heads and shook all the soil on their heads.
"It's okay! Staff!" The soldier was about to stand up, but suddenly felt weak and fell down. A staff officer immediately pulled the soldier up. At this time, they saw that in this
There was a piece of steel in the warrior's abdomen that had exploded and hit the abdomen.
"Medical Soldier! Medical Soldier!" The staff members shouted loudly. A staff officer quickly found the emergency kit from him, took out the bleeding bag from it, and pressed it on the abdomen of the soldiers, but the blood seemed to be unable to stop it at all.
The tighter he pressed, the more blood would spew out from the wound.
"Staff, am I injured... very seriously! Oh, my god, I can go home this week, I will meet my parents, I feel so painful, I feel so painful!" The soldier felt his physical strength continued to grow.
In the loss, the strong pain coming from his abdomen, he struggled to raise his arm and saw that it was all his blood.
"It's okay! Small injuries! Small injuries! Nothing will happen, it's just a little skin. The medical soldier will let you recover within this week and make you jump around." The staff officer kept comforting the soldier.
He kept taking out the hemostatic bag from his body and pressing it on the soldier's wound, trying to stop the blood from spewing out.
"We are here! We are here!" Several medical soldiers quickly arrived at the injured. They looked at the steel sheets of each other's wounds and pulled them out without any medical staff's help and guidance.
It made them feel that something was wrong and the other party was not in good condition.
"He needs to go to the operating room." The medical soldier took a look and immediately confirmed that the other party's injury was definitely not cured by temporary first aid on the battlefield. They need to be sent to the operating room to ensure the safety of the soldier's life.
The famous medical nurse saw that the other party's wound was still bleeding, so he immediately used effective means to stop the bleeding.
"Let me down, don't show up! Don't be curious! Be honest with me! Shrink all parts of your body, hug them into groups, hug them into groups! Boom! Damn!"
He brought a few backbone and pulled down the warriors in the trenches. Many brave young men were curiously lying on the edge of the trenches and watching the show.
"Bang! Boom! Ah!" The platoon leader who was greeting the soldiers in the trench was turned around and saw a shell. He was so desperate that he happened to hit the trench and injured two soldiers on the spot.
"Damn it! Artillery! What are you doing? Counterattack! Medical Soldiers! We need medical Soldiers!" The platoon leader ran over and followed a comrade-in-arms next to him almost vomited. A comrade-in-arms hit the other party's artillery shells on the spot.
The shells exploded his body and his comrades were spared from the disaster.
"His condition is very bad." The platoon leader opened the body of his comrades next to him. Another comrade had no arm, and his thighs were no longer visible. If he hadn't seen the other party's protective suit, it would have been displayed.
He almost thought that the warrior was dead with vital signs.
"What are you still watching here? Don't move yet! Go and call the medical staff quickly. You two follow me, carry him to a nearby fire point, and stop the bleeding immediately. Damn!" The platoon leader turned around and looked at the people who had already
The scared comrade-in-arms immediately called the other party to take action. Looking at the trenches and blood marks everywhere, he suppressed his disgust and found the comrade-in-arms' identity nameplate in a pile of minced meat and grabbed it in his hand.
"The shells are coming! Don't move around!" The squad leaders in the trench had no other good way, they could only calm the soldiers down and lie in the trench honestly. The rest of the matter depends on the will of God, and that one should not be lucky.
Of course, if their artillery counterattacks can be timely enough, they will be even happier.
"Ah! Ah! Our artillery is there! Boom!" The soldier howled loudly in the trenches. He suddenly realized why the war was different from what they imagined. Shouldn't the other party make a painful cry under our artillery fire?
?How did they become their pursuit of survival under the fire of the other party?