"Comrade, are you comrades from the People's Army? Which part of them are they?"

While Hu Biao was looking at the reverse slope position, a volunteer soldier who had been walking around several times with thick gauze on his left shoulder with the help of the Husky.

Looking at the loose South Goryeo puppet troops dressed in Hu Biao and others, they immediately asked such a question.

After hearing this, Hu Biao answered without hesitation:

"We are from the Reconnaissance Battalion of the 338th Regiment of the 113th Division. I am the acting battalion commander Hu Biao, who is taking the soldiers to perform reconnaissance missions. Then I found that you were fighting very fiercely here, so I helped me fight from behind."

After saying that, he pretended to know nothing about the situation on the battlefield and asked again:

"Comrade, which part of you are from, and what tasks are you doing now?"

After Hu Biao's inquiry, the soldier thought of giving a military salute, but after thinking about something, he forced himself to restrain this action.

Then, he replied:

"Report to Comrade Hu, we are from the Third Company of the 1st Battalion, 335th Regiment of the 112th Division. We were ordered to nail the position tightly before the main force arrived here, with people and positions."

Just a simple saying "There is a man and the position is here" made Hu Biao's heart surging indescribably.

Because among the many tasks he has experienced, it seems that only on the Eastern battlefield can there be a saying that "people are there and positions are there."

And in this war that is not fair at all.

It is these people in front of them who rely on such a cruel belief for themselves and the huge sacrifices they have made that they can finally defeat their arrogant opponents with simple weapons.

Repressing the excitement in his heart, Hu Biao continued to ask:

"How many troops are you still left, and who is the highest commander now?"

"Including the seriously injured, there should be no more than thirty people, only half of them can still fight; as for the highest commander left on the position, it should be me.

My name is Yuan Qijiu. I am the deputy squad leader of the second squad in the first row. Now I lead the remaining soldiers of the company and ask Battalion Commander Hu to issue combat orders."

The man who was supported by a Husky answered like this.

Seeing that they had reached such a level of fighting, Yuan Qijiu and others still looked like they were fighting to the death, Hu Biao said:

"Okay, from now on, you will be the acting company commander; but before the next battle begins, take a good rest and eat something."

After saying that, Hu Biao delivered a backpack on his shoulder.

The things in this backpack were all kinds of cans and chocolates that the captain of the repaired M26 Pershing tank enthusiastically gave away on the way.

Now the gifts from these soldiers are used to fill the soldiers of the Third Company's Volunteer Army and then continue to fight with them. Hu Biao believes that there is no problem at all.

After giving this order, Hu Biao and the others were busy using rubber and gasoline to arrange the fireworks.

Damn! Because of the fierce battle, after redeeming weapons and ammunition, their points were not enough to exchange for some air defense equipment.

But isn't Hu Biao even able to do anything about some broken rubber tires and gasoline?

Of course there is, it's just a squeeze...

*******

At the same time, surgeon Lao Qi was quickly conducting a physical examination on Zhang Quansheng, which means checking what injuries Zhang Quansheng suffered.

Just now, I was at the point where I didn’t do anything within two minutes and would die immediately.

Originally, it was not his turn to do this, but the doctors in the team of Black Traditional Chinese Medicine have now burned a ball of black charcoal.

So now, who else can he go?

After Lao Qi's examination, he quickly took a breath in his heart.

Under his examination, one of Zhang Quansheng's big tendons on his left leg had been cut, with at least five ribs broken, and many parts of his body were hit and scratched by bullets and shrapnel.

But the most fatal injury is that the spleen ruptures in his body should be caused by heavy bleeding.

So now you must undergo an open laparotomy to stop the severe bleeding.

The problem is that when he performed surgery on the company commander in the third institute, he had a black Chinese medicine doctor as his assistant.

It was in an extremely thrilling situation that the operation was stuttering. In this way, the company commander had not yet passed the dangerous period when they set off, and I don’t know if he could survive.

Now that he is the only one left, the rookie Lao Qi asked himself that he was not sure and could do the surgery within an hour.

No! Now they don't even have an hour left.

Because although the system is not in their heads now, it makes a sound like a fly, constantly counting down.

But as long as they pay a little attention, they can see two time numbers that are constantly beating and decreasing in their heads.

The one above, 1 hour and 16 minutes, was the time when they were leaving the Songgu Peak position to 12 o'clock.

The next one has only 52 minutes, which is the time when Zhang Quansheng can survive without undergoing surgery.

52 minutes, complete the operation for a seriously injured person with a ruptured spleen?

Regarding this, Lao Qi asked himself that he could not do it with the cooperation of professional assistants in the best operating room of the Vienna Hospital, let alone here.

If you really have to force it, then the only result for Zhang Quansheng is to die on the operating table.

Not right! Because under the current circumstances, they can have a yarn operating table.

At such a critical moment, when Xu Feng was staring at him in a daze, he thought of something in his mind and quickly opened the small leather bag that should be the black Chinese medicine doctor.

After opening it, Xu Feng was filled with surprises.

Because in the small leather bag, not only does it have a familiar green scalpel, but it also has a book called "Junior Battlefield First Aid Mastery" in the system mall, which costs 2,000 points after a 20% discount.

After seeing these, Xu Feng instantly thought of their origin:

An Tusheng, an orthopedic doctor, is still relatively reliable; although due to family reasons, he transferred to the peripheral team and was unable to continue to participate in the mission.

But he still cared about the team's medical problems during the mission and made his best efforts.

No! He not only gave his green scalpel to the black traditional Chinese medicine doctor for use.

He even used himself to complete hidden tasks and the points he saved his pocket money, and redeemed a copy of "Junior Battlefield First Aid Mastery".
Chapter completed!