Chapter 227

After the battle.

Chu Guang asked people to count the casualties.

There were 37 guards stationed in Changjiu farm, 25 dead and 4 seriously injured, and the rest were slightly injured.

A total of 221 players participated in the war, but only half of them really met the enemy. Many additional members from the outpost had just arrived at the battlefield, and the battle in front was over.

Except for 4 people killed and 2 seriously injured in the scuffle, the rest are minor injuries, even if less than 10 carsick are included.

Since there is no irreversible damage, the injured player can just lie down in the training cabin of the difficult place for a while. It's not a big problem.

On the predator side, although the offensive was unstoppable at the beginning, as players joined the battlefield, they were soon pressed on the ground and rubbed.

A total of 107 people were annihilated, of which 40 were killed by mosquito guns. When people searched at the edge of the water belt, there was only half a breath left. Because the picture was too ferocious, the edge man couldn't bear to see it, so he gave him a good time.

In addition, there are more than 40 people, half of whom are seriously injured and more than 40% are slightly injured.

Killing those who give up resistance is not a righteous act. Wrench did not execute these prisoners, but it does not mean forgiveness.

It's too cheap for them to die.

They should repent through labor in the ice and snow and reclaim the wasteland north of Linghu Lake until they repay their sins or die.

Because the cell was not enough, everyone was stuffed into a warehouse. The area was small, and there was no place to lie down. The black hand couldn't see five fingers.

Without medicine or even bandages, some seriously wounded prisoners soon lost their breath, and the other part, even if still alive, would have a hard time tonight.

……

On the other side, the guard station.

In the house where the wounded were placed.

The boy with a bandage on his stomach was lying on the stretcher on his back, weak with only half a breath left.

He was shot at least twice in the stomach and had a shrapnel embedded in his shoulder.

For such a serious injury, on the waste soil with backward medical conditions, the death diagnosis can basically be issued.

There was not much sadness in his heart. When he picked up the gun, he thought he would die, but he didn't expect this day to come so soon.

If you have any regrets, you probably didn't drink the new year's hot soup that night in the end.

I really want to know what it tastes like

Just when he felt a little sleepy, he vaguely heard someone calling his name.

"Lv Bei!"

Trying to open his eyes, Lu Bei saw a young man with a bandage on his arm running towards him.

"... Xu Shun?"

"Lv Bei! Great, you're still alive!"

He smiled weakly. LV Bei was about to say something, but he saw Xu Shun hurriedly take out a needle tube and then tie it on his arm.

There was no tingling.

LV Bei even wondered if there was a needle.

Looking at his relieved friend, he hesitated a little and said.

"What is this?"

"Therapeutic needle! It was sent to us by the manager. It is said that as long as there is still half a breath, it can be saved!"

Xu Shun smiled and continued with relief.

"I caught up! I thought it was too late!"

Therapeutic needle?

LV Bei was stunned.

Can that thing work?

Just as he was thinking about it, the wounds on his stomach and shoulders were like ten thousand ants crawling past, itching so much that people couldn't help scratching them.

Pain began to return.

That's a good thing.

LV Bei gradually felt that his cool body seemed to be warming up, and his original trance consciousness gradually woke up.

His eyes widened and filled with incredible words.

It works?!

It's amazing!

Looking at LV Bei who gradually recovered, Xu Shun stretched out his hand to hold his arm and said excitedly.

"Brother, do you feel better?"

LV Bei nodded.

"Much better... But I haven't taken the shrapnel from my shoulder yet."

Xu Shun said.

"You are too weak to have an operation now. I'm afraid the shrapnel will have to be recovered for some time."

Speaking of this, he sighed with emotion.

"Alas, it's a pity that the pimple soup is burnt, but it tastes OK when it's hot. Do you feel you can eat now? Can you eat it? I'll get you a bowl."

When Lu Bei heard that he had something to eat, he suddenly became refreshed and reached out to hold the bed board.

"Let's go together."

"Together?"

Before Xu Shun reacted, he was surprised to see that his good brother, who had only half a breath left a few minutes ago, sat up from bed.

Touching his stomach, LV Bei said with a smile.

"I don't know, but I feel much better... You see, it's not all right."

With that, he jumped out of bed and urged his good friend.

"Hurry up, it's cold again!"

Lu Bei was not the only one who recovered. The other three seriously injured guards also recovered with the help of treatment.

However, the treatment as like as two peas can accelerate the recovery and not make the broken limb reborn, and can not restore the burned skin to the same as before.

LV Bei was probably the luckiest. Those two bullets didn't hit the key.

If it is a little down or up, he may have to spend the rest of his life in regret.

"Have you given all the medicine?"

Standing at the gate of the guard station, Chu Guang found the wrench directing the aftermath.

This man is also a cruel man. The polymeric bulletproof plate hanging in front of the "five types" exoskeleton has been completely broken. He was shot in his left arm and right leg respectively, but Leng fought tenaciously to the end driven by the exoskeleton.

Different from players.

They have no weakening of pain.

No second life.

This bravery deserves at least a silver medal!

"It has been sent..." noticed that the manager fell on his chest. The wrench looked down and looked a little ashamed. "Sorry, I broke the equipment you gave me."

Chu Guang looked at him and said.

"Raise your head. You've done a good job. If the equipment is broken, you can repair it, if you can't repair it, you can replace it, but there's only one life. I hope you can regard the latter as more important than the former."

Four therapeutic needles, two boxes of anti-inflammatory drugs, and more than ten boxes of hemostatic bandages.

Chu Guang used to dislike the useless intermediate blind box, but this time it came in great use.

However, this wave of consumption almost emptied his drug reserves.

A war is imminent.

It seems that the points have been saved to 120 points. This time, I'll throw them on the intermediate blind box first.

Wrench's face showed a touch of emotion.

He knew how expensive the exoskeleton was when he went to the store.

Looking up, he said in a sonorous voice.

"Yes, my Lord!"

Chu Guang looked at him and nodded approvingly.

"Then I'll have someone make you a steel breastplate and replace it."

"Now, take me to see the wounded."

"Yes!" the wrench nodded excitedly and led the way.

Just as they were walking towards the guard station, a young man was sneaking out of the station.

The north wind was blowing outside. LV Bei tightened his tight coat with many holes and walked towards the north.

A big war broke out here before. The ground was full of trampled snow and muddy water mixed with blood. Shocking footprints were hard on the ground and not completely frozen.

Several reinforced guards stood on duty nearby, supervising several prisoners of war to drag the bodies to the open space.

The body was easy to identify. The guards were dressed in black coats and the predators were dressed in ugly fur.

The bodies of the guards were covered with cloth or something.

The body of the Marauder is placed on its back and will be towed away by a truck.

Corpses will lead to different species that eat rot, which is more likely to bring plague. They must be disposed of in time.

Noticing the boy wrapped in a coat, a guard stepped up and urged him to leave.

"Hey, what are you shaking here? Go back quickly. Be careful that the wound is frozen and rotten."

LV Bei whispered.

"I'll go back later. I'll find someone."

Looking at the expression on his face, the guard was stunned.

After a moment of silence, he nodded.

"Then hurry up."

"Thank you!"

After nodding and thanking, LV Bei immediately trotted in. After searching among the dead for a while, he finally found the man he was looking for.

Breathing stopped slightly.

Trembling fingers lifted the linen.

After looking at the frosty wrinkles and eyebrows, LV Bei's Adam's Apple moved. This time, he finally believed what his comrades in arms said to him.

Silent for a long time, LV Bei silently took out a hot lunch box from his arms and put it next to the old man's face.

"... the captain told me that it takes more courage than facing the claw of death."

"He also said that thanks to you, we responded at the first time, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable."

"He said that our enemies are much stronger than bloody hands. It is a matter of pride to defeat them. We have not only defeated our enemies, but also our past."

"The captain also said a lot of words, but I can't remember. I remember that the pimple soup was very good to drink, especially when it was just scooped out of the pot, the whole body was hot..."

"... I put it here."

LV Bei was about to get up when he suddenly saw the whistle biting on the crack of his dry lips.

After a moment of silence, LV Bei reached out and gently pulled the whistle bitten by his teeth and took it out of his mouth.

He found a pocket with no holes in the scarred coat. He carefully put it in and kept it.

"Thank you."

"I'll keep it for you."

Whispered, the boy covered him with cloth, got up, made a military salute, and walked away in the direction of the guard station

……

Official website:

[full service announcement: the urgent task is over. Thank you for thwarting the Raider. The victory belongs to you!]

[full service announcement: all players who respond to the mobilization will receive a bronze gear medal, and the team with the highest score will receive a silver gear medal.]

[campaign rewards will be settled later. I wish you a happy holiday.]

For the aborigines on the waste land, the price of any victory is heavy.

But for players who don't belong to the world, it's just a game after all.

When they take off their helmets, they have to eat unfinished dumplings or reheat the cold takeout. In a moment, they may have unfinished work to do.

Chu Guang pondered for a long time, and finally didn't write his heavy heart in the announcement.

Today is new year's day.

There's a funeral at dawn.

The war report can be sent tomorrow.

Things outside the main line can be written in the setting set of official website data, or put in the game as colored eggs for players to explore.

They have done well.

Dogs should not plan to torture human nature.

Forum:

Scrambled eggs with tomatoes: "brothers, what's the situation on the front line? Is the regiment war over?"

Lao Bai: "it was lonely. When we rushed from the outpost, the front had been finished."

Tail: "the first one on the tail! This time it must be MVP! ('∀') Ψ”

WC really has mosquitoes: "don't think about it. The MVP must be me. I killed four teams alone! (show my teeth)"

Tail: "!"

Battlefield atmosphere group: "sleeping trough?!"

Night ten: "sleeping trough! Did you open it?!"

Professor Yang, king of lightning Law: "if you don't understand, how many people are the fourth team?"

Gale: "Marauders are usually teams of ten..."

Professor Yang, king of lightning Law: "cow force!"

Quit smoking: "I wipe, so strong?!"

Irena: "yes, yes, Goblin technology is rising strongly. (funny)"

Ya'er, I want to go to the toilet rope: "cow force a hammer! Cow force! The gun is ours! (lift the table)"

Lord Aonai said to me, "smile, that's it? It adds up to less than one company. My uncle and his regiment, the weakest cook, also have more than 100 lives. There are only 40, not even rookies."

Irene: "brother, although we are a black forum, we don't believe in nonsense. (funny)"

Night ten: "ask if you don't understand. Is your uncle helding? (funny)"

……

The funeral of the dead guard was held the next morning.

All the guards lined up at the north gate, fired three shots into the sky, and then loaded the bodies of the dead into the truck.

On the waste soil, burying in the soil is equal to giving food to different species. Many different species have the habit of digging and drilling holes in the soil.

If you can choose, few people will choose burial.

The wish of most guards is to go to the iron stove like the blue coats who have helped them.

Others hope to be cremated and scatter their ashes in lakes, high buildings, or places they have fought and defended.

No one knows their last wishes better than their comrades in arms. Those who survive will do those "later things" for them.

Stayed all the way to the end of the funeral.

Before leaving, Chu Guang suddenly noticed that several players were watching from a distance, and stayed at the end like him.

Don't pull the calf: "say... The NPC of this game is dead. Can't it be refreshed?"

Makabazi: "it should be. I remember that the setting is dead. It seems to be gone, but there will be others to take over their posts."

Stop pulling the calf and sigh.

"Hey..."

Makabazi glanced at him.

"What's the matter, brother? Early in the morning emo?"

Don't pull the calf: "nothing... Just counted a circle and found that there were fewer people."

Makabazi said in surprise, "Gee, can you remember their faces?"

His face is blind. There are few faces he can remember in reality, let alone games with filters.

The only estimate that can be remembered is Xiaoyu and boss Xia, plus Luca at most.

Oh, yes, and respected manager.

However, the manager does not always show his face. It is of little significance to remember his face. On the contrary, the dark blue power armor is more representative.

Don't pull the calf, sighed and said.

"No, I only remember a few. For example, the old man would go to the lake to watch us fishing on the rest day every week. I knew he was a fellow man when I saw his expression. At that time, I gave him the fishing rod Amway and taught him to catch leeches with bottles..."

Makabazi was stunned.

"Ah... Is there a hidden task?"

"No."

Don't pull, the calf shook his head and sighed for the third time.

"Although it's meaningless, it's also very interesting."

"And when I thought that the fishing friend would not come again, I was still a little lonely..."