Chapter 1394.1: Little Helper
Five hours later, the convoy left the gravel road and entered the plain.
Water splashed noisily in all directions as the truck's mud-covered wheels rolled through the puddle. It was a small road in the wilderness, with weeds growing along the sides. Two deep ruts with a thick layer of mud were visible on the road due to the incessant driving of trucks.
Su Xiao in the truck was sleeping soundly, but a light sleep.
*Bang!*
The sudden gunshot caused Su Xiao to open her eyes. The soldiers around him immediately stood up and rushed out.
Before the truck stopped, the nine soldiers along with Su Xiao jumped out of the truck.
The convoy quickly stopped, but by this time only the drivers remained near the trucks..
The passengers were already setting up a temporary line of defense and digging trenches that were connected to each other by trenches. While some dug, others reinforced everything with steel plates.
Just 10 seconds after the shot was fired, not a single soldier was visible near the column, and 17 trenches were visible around it, and some of them were equipped with heavy machine guns.
— Deserter, " came a roar from the first truck.
After hearing this, everyone understood what had happened.
Skane jumped down from the passenger seat of the front truck. Looking at the trenches, many of which were already connected to each other, and the soldiers covered in mud, he clenched his fists.
If he couldn't make significant progress with such soldiers, he would have to commit suicide.
— Return everything as it was in ten seconds, and in the evening for this you will get more food.
Having filled up the trenches, the column continued to move.
After 10 hours of driving, Su Xiao began to hear explosions somewhere in the distance, and from time to time, shell craters appeared on the side of the road.
Sometimes there were corpses in the trees.
At about 18: 00, a convoy of trucks stopped at a military camp, in the military camp of the 2nd regiment of the 4th division of the 2nd corps.
As the convoy entered the camp, Su Xiao's ears were filled with crying.
A nurse in red clothes poured out the red blood and filled the container with clean water. Her clothes were originally white, but now they were completely red due to the blood.
On an active battlefield, there were no familiar hospitals. Ordinary tents and abandoned armored vehicles were used to house the wounded only in this way. Some soldiers with missing limbs were treated in the open air.
The treatment methods were simple and crude. If someone came for treatment with a part of their leg, that leg was amputated. If they came in with part of their arm, the entire arm was amputated. Everything that could not be cured was amputated, with the exception of the head and torso.
The soldier, wrapped in bandages, with a completely amputated lower body, lay on a bed in the open air and smoked. Although he had lost his legs, there was no despair in his eyes. Except for him, all his colleagues died. Compared to his close friend who was blown to pieces, he was still alive.
After this stop, the column continued to move forward. Skane wanted to disperse the sweep team across the battlefield, giving 10 men to each regiment. Every regiment commander Skane approached asked for more men.
Everyone knew how effective the soldiers from the sweep group were, and everyone knew that they worked even without the presence of a commander.
The column continued to advance deeper into the battlefield.
Late at night, there was only one truck left of the convoy that Su Xiao was in.
Skane was also in that truck.
— Brothers, I will send you to the front lines. If you want to complain, please tell us right now. You won't have a chance to complain after we get there, " Skane said, taking out a cigarette from his breast pocket. There were 10 people in this group, and 9 of them had a smoking habit. The Alliance strictly forbade soldiers to smoke in peacetime, but provided free cigarettes in wartime, but alcohol was strictly prohibited both in civilian and hot spots..
— There's nothing to complain about, " the Saint replied, lighting a cigarette and taking a deep drag on it.
— Captain, from the first day I joined the army, I decided that going to the battlefield was not a failure, but my duty.
Dadi was the only non-smoking soldier in the truck. He was sitting in the back of the truck, which was why he got the most clean air, but because of that, he was the most vulnerable target.
Twenty minutes ago, a bullet had made a fist-sized hole in the green tarp near the back of his head, and he'd stuck a teapot in the hole to keep the gun from blowing so hard into his back.
— Good. Oh, I have a beautiful wife and a little princess. Why the hell do I have to go to the front lines with bachelors like you?.
Along with a loud laugh, the truck arrived at its destination.
*Boom-boom...*
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