Liang Jian: Developing alone, I really don’t want to be a handsome man

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This is the trace left by the devil's shells.

These holes are now filled with the corpses of brave and fearless warriors...

Their tiger eyes are wide open, their hands are clenched with weapons, their mouths are opened wide, and they are still in shooting postures, but they are no longer breathing...

They are all true warriors!

"cough……"

"Cough cough cough..."

Liu Zhihui leaned against the city wall, coughing loudly.

A mouthful of blood was spurted out by him, and his face gradually became dark.

Liu Zhihui now just wants to lie down and have a good sleep.

too tired.

The whole body is about to fall apart.

He leaned against the cold city wall, felt the temperature for a while, and then got up quickly.

"Quick! Send the injured soldier to the hospital, to the field hospital..."

"The most advanced operating tables and equipment are used there!"

"Send them all over!"

"Get more stretchers!"

"Not enough stretchers? Remove all the door panels of our barracks! Remove them all! Use them directly as stretchers!"

"Insufficient manpower? Let the common people join in and ask them to help transport the wounded!"

"The casualties must be taken care of!"

"Take care of the living first!"

"As long as there is still a mouthful of hot air! I won't miss it!"

"Leave another company of soldiers to clean up the battlefield, and then mobilize another company to investigate around Heyuan County to see if the group of devils really left..."

"Everyone move..."

Liu Zhihui began to deal with post-war affairs.

Always busy, always standing...

It's just that his face gradually turned pale.

"Zhihui!"

"Liu Zhihui! Stop!"

"You were shot?"

Wu Anguo, director of the logistics department, grabbed Liu Zhihui, and then said in shock.

"Director Wu, nothing...it's nothing..."

"It was bitten by the devil's three-eighth cover..."

"On the shoulder, non-life threatening, small wound."

Liu Zhihui, head of the Fourth Infantry Regiment, grinned and forced a smile at this moment.

It's just that his face became paler and paler.

"Liu Zhihui!"

"I order you! Go to the field hospital immediately to recuperate!"

"I'm in charge here!"

"What? Don't listen to labor and management? Do you think labor and management are the director of logistics and can't control you?"

"The labor and management will send a telegram to the commander now to report this matter to the commander, and the labor and management will see how the commander handles it!"

Wu Anguo, director of the logistics department, immediately widened his eyes and said.

"Director Wu, what...what is this..."

"I... I'll just go to the hospital."

"I'll go right away, don't be impatient."

"I'm going to trouble you here..."

"Aneng!"

Liu Zhihui glanced into the distance, and then suddenly called out.

"Have all the wounded soldiers been settled?"

"Have they all been taken to the hospital?"

"Are there enough beds in the hospital?"

"Is there anything else you need?"

Liu Zhihui asked one by one.

After knowing that everything was fine, I gradually became relieved.

Destined to be a hard work.

"Regimental Commander, plus the devils killed by the air force brothers, we killed at least seven or eight thousand devils in this battle!"

"Captain, there are devil corpses strewn all over the place..."

"There are two devils...I'm afraid tens of thousands of people died..."

Yong Zineng, commander of the first battalion of the fourth infantry regiment, laughed.

This is the only good news.

The mood gradually became graceful.

The smile on his face gradually increased.

Totally... different.

"What about our casualties?"

"When the devils attacked for the last time, our Fourth Infantry Regiment still had... 800 people... There were more than 2000 remaining soldiers of the 700 reserve soldiers..."

"Now... now?"

Liu Zhihui had a sullen face and his eyes were a little distracted.

While speaking at this moment, the whole person gradually became hesitant.

"Regimental Commander, there are less than five hundred soldiers in our Fourth Infantry Regiment who are still capable of fighting..."

"The casualties on the reserve side are even more serious. Now... there are only more than 300 people left..."

"Including our more than 400..."

"Together there are only 800 people..."

"Regimental Commander, before the devils came, our Fourth Infantry Regiment had more than 800 people and [-] brothers in the reserve..."

"More than 800 people..."

"It's gone..."

"There are eight hundred brothers left..."

"Eight hundred..."

Chapter 475 It is impossible for our commander to be so shameless

burst into tears...

Liu Zhihui wriggled his lips, unable to speak.

Seven or eight thousand devils were killed, and tens of thousands of Locust Alliance soldiers were killed.

But so what?

Three thousand fighters, many of them will never wake up again...

There are many more... Injured arms and legs, amputation...

What's more, his hands and feet were directly blown off...

Devil!Must kill!

"Bros!"

"Recover well!"

"Wait for the commander to come back! There are plenty of opportunities to fight devils!"

"cough……"

"Cough cough cough..."

Liu Zhihui, head of the Fourth Infantry Regiment, was talking, his face turned red little by little, and he seemed to feel dizzy for no reason, as if he was about to fall down.

This feeling is not so good.

I've been holding on forcibly before...

……

"Captain!"

"Ahead... There are a lot of troops in front!"

Suddenly, a soldier yelled.

Liu Zhihui's dizzy head instantly became extremely sober.

In the eyes, fire burst out!

"The devil is back?"

"Brothers! Set up machine guns!"

Liu Zhihui's body trembled, and he regained consciousness in an instant!

When it's time to fight, can you still feel groggy?