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Which leader here has not led a troublesome soldier? They know what Yi An is thinking, but they like soldiers like him who have blood.

Officer Jin looked at him and asked, "I heard that you are only 18 years old. So many people died at once. What do you think?"

Yian looked at him calmly and said, "Reporting to the commander, my soldiers can survive." To be kind to the enemy is to be cruel to your own people.

He chose that the enemy died and they lived!

Yan Xu secretly gave a thumbs up, this answer was perfect.

Good! Kindness does not command the army!

Commander Jin walked over and patted Yi An on the shoulder. "You are a responsible platoon leader. You have done a good job. Go back and continue to perform well."

After the people left, Commander Jin said with a smile, "I like this soldier. He is capable and intelligent. If we train him well, his achievements in the future will not be inferior to yours. It is necessary to rejuvenate our cadre team."

Chief of Staff He laughed and added fuel to the fire: "Let's not talk about other things. In this peaceful era, it is rare to find a soldier as ruthless as him. Being soft-hearted is a taboo in military strategy."

Others were deeply touched by this. These new recruits had all lived in peacetime and had never experienced war. They would be sad for a long time when someone died, but war has always been a baptism of fire and blood.

When they got outside, Yan Xu breathed a sigh of relief and gave Yi An a thumbs up, "You are really good, you are not nervous at all."

Yian is honest and has done nothing wrong. Even the DAO cannot punish people without reason.

When Yi An was sitting in the temporary canteen waiting for his meal, he saw a bowl of noodles in front of him. Just as he was about to say that the seat was occupied and ask the other person to move somewhere else, he was startled by the person in front of him.

"Mom?" He rubbed his eyes, then looked surprised, hugged her in his arms, and smiled foolishly: "Mom, why are you here?"

"I'm a doctor, I save lives, eat quickly, it's not as good as your great aunt's cooking, so just eat it."

"No, Hun Haoci..." Yi An ate the noodles in big mouthfuls. He could not speak clearly as he was chewing. He had a smile on his face but his eyes were red. He was afraid that Yun Tinglan would notice his abnormality, so he quickly buried his head in his meal.

He was actually scared too. So many people died in front of him, their flesh and blood were blurred, and broken limbs fell from the sky and landed on his body.

But he was the platoon leader and he couldn't show it.

He must not show any sympathy for the enemy. Behind him is the homeland and his beloved relatives. He must protect them and not allow the enemy to set foot in.

They are not allowed to bring the war here.

Yi An was startled by the sudden embrace, and above his head was a voice that made him feel at ease and greedy.

"Our Yi'an is the best. I heard from your soldiers that you are a very good platoon leader. They all admire you very much. Your father and I are proud of you."

The mother and son just had a hasty meal, and Yi An returned to the front line with supplies. The other side had obviously increased its troops, but because they had just suffered a great loss, the other side was restrained in fighting and did not dare to rush over here.

Yi'an's shooting skills were extremely accurate, and every shot hit the target in the head, causing heavy casualties on the opposing side, which also made the opposing side hate him to the core.

In the middle of the night, after a loud explosion, the sky turned red.

Yi An stood up quickly with alert eyes. What happened?

"Platoon leader, the enemy used heavy weapons and cannons against other teams on the border!" the signalman shouted.

When the people in the platoon heard this, their faces turned black. The two sides had an agreement that the use of large-scale heavy weapons was not allowed, but this time it was those bastards who violated the international convention first.

Although he was holding his breath, Yi An quickly arranged for his soldiers to hide in the trenches. Just as he kicked the last stubborn guy into the trench, a shell with a flash of fire broke through the darkness and flew towards him.

"Platoon leader, get down quickly!"

The stubborn guy rushed over again and pounced on him. Yi An instinctively turned over and protected the man under him, staring straight at the cannonball.

At that moment, he thought of many things. He saw his mother, his sister, his annoying father, and his great aunt...

"Platoon leader—"

Yi An saw the group of new recruits, ignoring the artillery fire, stupidly crawling out of the trench. He shouted angrily, "Idiots, get out of here! If you don't obey, I'll kick you to death."

However, he did not hear his own voice, nor did he hear their voices. He only vaguely saw their lips moving.

The next moment, the world fell into darkness and silence.

Field hospital.

"Doctor Yun, your phone number."

Yun Tinglan put on her clothes and picked up the microphone. Yining's crying voice came from the other end. "Mom, my brother, is something wrong with my brother? My chest hurts so much."

Yun Tinglan's heart skipped a beat. The two twins had telepathy since they were young. Something must have happened to Yi An, but she couldn't show it. She said calmly, "You are dreaming about what you think about during the day. It's a nightmare. I just saw your brother during the day, and he is still resting here. How could anything have happened?"

Nightmare? After hearing her mother's confident words, Yining became uncertain again. She covered her chest, and the palpitations she had just felt disappeared very quickly.

Song Jinhan took the phone and comforted her daughter to go to bed before talking to Yun Tinglan, "You should go to bed too, Yi An will be fine."

Yes, with the talisman, there are at least three chances to survive.

Yun Tinglan took a deep breath and hummed softly, but she couldn't fall asleep. Soon, she couldn't sleep anymore.

The enemy blatantly tore up the international convention and launched a sudden sneak attack, causing heavy casualties on our side. Batches of seriously injured patients who could not be treated on the battlefield were sent to the hospital one after another.

This made Yun Tinglan's heart sink rapidly, but she had to cheer up and race against death to rescue the wounded.

Yun Tinglan had just changed into surgical gown and was about to enter the operating room when Director Gu came over and whispered to her. She frowned and said, "Wait a moment."

He took out the silver needles and gave the patient acupuncture to stop the bleeding and relieve the pain.

Then he followed Director Gu to the next ward. The patient had gray hair and was very emotional. "Don't worry about me. I won't die. Save the other wounded first."

There were also medical staff accompanying him, who advised him: "You are in critical condition now, don't get angry anymore."

His anger triggered his old illness, and if it wasn't treated properly, that old illness alone would be enough to take his life.

After Yun Tinglan took his pulse, she had a clear understanding of his condition. She used a silver needle to reduce his strength. He suddenly lay weakly on the bed, slowly closed his eyes, and became quiet.

"What did you do?" The elderly doctor who was accompanying her was a little furious. If he hadn't been afraid of her identity as the "imperial physician" and the difference between men and women, he would have wanted to curse at her.

"Help him to rest and have a good sleep. He can no longer withstand any stimulation, let alone surgery."

Besides, she had another operation to undergo.

"Do you know who he is? How dare you be so negligent?" The old doctor glared. It is not good to be arrogant because of one's talent. He was angry and cherished his talent. His beard was twitching with anger.

No matter who he is, he is a patient to her.