Adorable and Adorable Ghosts Chapter 191: : blood
Fierce battles can be seen everywhere in the entire city.
The dazzling light of the formation and the aftermath of the battle are like bright fireworks that can be seen everywhere, flashing around in this huge city.
A large amount of enchantment talisman paper was consumed in huge amounts. What's more, this is the result of a large number of assault team members who have no habit of using enchantment symbols. A large number of enchantment symbols were loaded on the plane, and a large-scale airdrop was carried out on the entire Sichuan area.
The military personnel did not know that the huge airdrop boxes they carried onto the plane with great care were actually filled with talisman-like talismans. But they knew that no matter what was in it, they would immediately send it to that place that seemed to be calm and the same as usual.
This is not a battle without smoke. Every time the crew on standby finishes airdropping supplies, there will always be some special guests who will take their planes home.
Some of these guests are alive and some are dead.
Even among military personnel, it is rare to see someone injured like this. Either their bodies were completely pierced by something, or they were black and bruised. On the exposed skin, even apart from the blood stains, there were all kinds of weird bruises to the extreme.
Annoyed ghosts have never been messengers of peace, and naturally they will never be called merciful.
The military personnel looked at the wounded man in black lying in the plane, all of them looked ugly. When they heard about the transfer order from the military region, they thought there would be a tough battle to fight. But it turned out that they were only allowed to act as transporters. More than once, they made fun of these men in black who were sitting in the plane and rushing to the so-called battlefield. Because they all look so ordinary, so inconspicuous. If it weren't for the black uniform, I'm afraid he might have lost it in the crowd, and he wouldn't have been able to find it.
But now, they all shut their mouths!
You can't see the enemy, you can't see the smoke! There has never been a chance for them to intervene in this weird battlefield. It can be seen that these ordinary people in their eyes paid the price of their lives one after another for the group of guys whose eyes were higher than the top.
They looked at the figure in front of him coughing violently, and the black-red blood froth gushed out of his mouth one after another. Even with the restraint belt fixed on his body, he still twisted his body in pain, and stared at his eyes unwillingly. The clenched fists seemed to be venting his unwillingness, but also seemed to be desperately suppressing his pain.
The other person held on to the struggling figure on the stretcher with his remaining arm, pleading in his words: "Keep on! Captain, keep on! We are already sitting on the plane It's coming, it's coming! It's really coming soon! We'll be back in Duli in less than half an hour..."
He wished he could use half of his body to press on his captain. The entire abdomen of the man on the stretcher was covered with **** wounds, and the black and blue colors visible to the naked eye slowly spread upwards as if they had life. A stream of black blood.
The stench of blood permeates the entire cabin.
The soldiers frowned one by one, just looking at the man's struggling and writhing figure, he knew how painful he was at this moment.
"Don't be so excited, don't press him down. You will make him breathless."
"Shut up! What do you know? Don't press him? Don't press him, the toxins on his abdominal wound will attack his heart at the fastest speed! Get out of here!"
The kind-hearted soldier only felt that a force was coming, and he was thrown far away when he was pulling forward. If it wasn't for his comrades who caught him, he might have hit the bulkhead directly.
He looked at the thin figure in astonishment, and he couldn't imagine that the man with only one arm left after being severely injured would burst out with such a powerful force.
What kind of existence is this group?
The tyranny in those red eyes made him have no doubt that as long as he dared to take a step forward, that thin man would tear himself apart. This is definitely not the look that ordinary people should have!
The person on the stretcher gradually stopped struggling.
Everyone can clearly feel that such a precious thing as life has quietly left his body. The soldiers looked at the figure that stopped struggling, and there were bursts of sadness in their hearts.
Man is actually a fragile creature to the extreme. Soldiers have seen death more than once, but not every death can touch their hearts. Many people don't know why they are alive until they die, so they are destined to be unable to infect anyone. But these soldiers felt a strong sense of responsibility from that man.
This thing has never been explained clearly. However, as long as all people are willing to perceive it with their hearts, they can have a very deep understanding of this kind of thing.
The man with only one arm left didn't care that his wound was torn, and threw himself on the man's body and burst into tears. Everyone looked at the man's red eyes and the tears rolling down, and felt heavy in their hearts.
"Captain! Captain, wake up! Captain, wake up! Can't sleep! You can't just sleep like this!"
He beat the composite steel plate of the plane's undercarriage like crazy, even though the remaining palm was **** and bloody, he didn't care at all. He just cried and howled like crazy, using all his strength to shake the lifeless body.
The soldiers were touched. As strong as them, they would suffer such severe trauma, and even die directly. Then who is the enemy they face?
Routine medical treatment does not help at all. The military doctors they randomly assigned had completely become decorations. He could only watch the wounded struggling in front of him, but he couldn't even do anything. It can't even relieve them even a little bit of pain.
This kind of death is obviously not the first time on this plane.
On the composite steel plate of the aircraft's bottom compartment, the old blood was covered by new blood before it could even be cleaned. The roar of the plane's engine was so loud, but it still couldn't suppress the crying of the one-armed man. The intermittent crying seemed to sound from the bottom of everyone's heart, bringing everyone a feeling of suffocation.
After a short flight, the plane landed slowly on the tarmac.
The hatch opened slowly, and the body on the stretcher was quickly lifted down.
The sergeant major looked at the time, turned to face the soldiers in the cabin, and said in a slightly choked voice: "We only have half an hour. Hurry up to move supplies! Fight for... .Strive to let as many of these comrades survive as possible!"
"Yes!"
Everyone stood up and stood at attention, then quickly ran off the transport plane and ran towards the various materials that had been piled aside.
A delicate figure pushed a wheelchair and slowly appeared in front of the cabin door.
The sergeant major turned his head, looked at the weak figure, and frowned slightly.
"I want to go up!"
Ye Manshan brushed her hair by her ears, raised her head to look at the man standing at the door of the cabin, and said slowly in an unquestionable voice.