Two hours later, the small-eyed man on the hospital bed — the man who had been shoved into the legend because of his scandal with the nation's girl, Lieutenant Colonel Xu Le — finally woke up.
In the dark of the night, on the lonely hospital bed, he opened his eyes. At first, he was confused, but after a moment of clarity, his eyes were as bright as yesterday. He looked down and found that his body was not missing any parts because of the last explosion. The stone in his heart fell to the ground with a thump.
Therefore, he rejoiced and smiled happily. His neat teeth and bright smile were still clean and white, without a trace of the negative color of life and death on the battlefield.
Rubbing his slightly swollen eyebrows, Xu Le looked at his watch to confirm the time. He began to observe his surroundings. He found himself in a messy medical room. It was quiet and no one came.
The number of needles on the white prescription beside the hospital bed fell into his eyes. He could not help but be slightly stunned.
Blue grass anesthetic was a new type of anesthetic developed by the eleventh research institute of the Federal Academy of Science in the 61st year of the Constitutional Era. Its effect was amazing, and it was safe and reliable. It could be added to all the beautiful television shopping terms.
However, just like the fact that the Federal military only developed three ACWs proved that too perfect a thing would naturally be too expensive.
"They actually used so much?"
Xu Le could not help but scratch his head. He wondered how generous the Federal military was to the wounded. At the same time, he felt a bit of heartache. Then, he vaguely remembered that after returning to the camp, before the clear pain on the operating table turned into confusion, there seemed to be a medical officer who asked him to sign some form … Could it be a notice of critical illness? His injury was much more serious than he felt?
"Your injury is not serious." Bai Yulan pushed open the door and walked in. In her hand was a red West Woods Serpent Fruit. The water droplets on the fruit were clear.
She passed the Serpent Fruit to Xu Le on the bed. She lowered her head and said softly, "When the last wolf tongue exploded, fortunately, your nerve reaction speed was faster than others. You threw Da Xiong and Da Lin far away and jumped up yourself … But you were still injured. The bulletproof boots were completely destroyed, and the muscles in your calf were torn."
Xu Le took the Serpent Fruit and took a bite. He said, "Then I should be fine soon. How is the situation in the group?"
"In the words of the medical team, this time, Group 7's luck was so good that it defied the natural order. Many were injured, but not a single one was sacrificed."
Xu Le's fingers that were holding the Serpent Fruit were slightly startled, and he silently smiled. Immediately, he felt that today's White Magnolia seemed to be a little different from usual. Although she was as gentle as usual, there was always a trace of autumn dryness in her tone.
He did not understand why, but he was too lazy to think about it. He closed his eyes tiredly and began to review the course of this sudden battle. He thought about the calmness and tacit cooperation displayed by the veterans of Group 7 above the meadow. He thought about Xiong Linquan's splitting of the gun and Gu Xifeng's terrifyingly accurate electric control methods. He could not help but sigh. "After today, I finally understand that the Group 7 you brought up is indeed very fierce. No wonder the government had all those secret jobs that could not see the light of day and let you guys do them."
Bai Yulan was silent. She was silent again and again. Finally, she broke the silence and said to Xu Le in an extremely serious tone, "I don't want what happened on the battlefield today to happen again."
"Is this an order?" Xu Le opened his eyes. It was rare to hear a maid or secretary speak in such a tone. He could not help but feel that it was somewhat interesting.
"There are 18 veterans in Group 7, including me. They are all people with experience and ability on the battlefield. Lan Xiaolong is also a wastrel. Boss, in the future, you need to learn to trust us on the battlefield. Although the Empire's light armored squad is indeed a little troublesome, we can still handle it. "
"What is required on the battlefield is teamwork and teamwork. It is impossible to expect you to jump out and wear your underwear to play the role of a superhero every time there is a battle. You are a human, not a mecha. Any stray bullet could have taken your life. The fact that you were able to survive today only shows that you were lucky. "
Xu Le scratched his head again. He thought to himself that the superhero character in Master Schiller's early dramas was clearly not human. How could he be so fierce?
Bai Yulan continued, "Furthermore, since you temporarily gave me the command authority, you had to listen to my orders. Before I gave you clear instructions, you jumped out … This kind of personal heroism, other than being able to kill people and give the cameramen of the Venus Documentary Film Studio a source of excitement … has no other use. "
Xu Le was silent for a moment. Then, he smiled and said, "But in fact, you and I both know that in the situation at that time, there was no other way except for me to jump out. You and I know that you will never be able to order me to jump out, so … I had to jump out myself. "
Bai Yulan was silent again. She used her fingers to tidy up the fluttering hair on her forehead.
"I know myself very well. I am only suitable to be a small soldier." Xu Le looked at her and said seriously, "Group 7 has more than a hundred people. If I want more people to return alive, I can only trust your command … but you must also treat me as an ordinary soldier and command me."
Bai Yulan shook her head and said with an unquestionable tone, "No. You will be a teacher, a general, or even a marshal in the future. You must learn to command on the battlefield and have the courage to do so. "
Xu Le knew what to say. He silently placed the serpent fruit on the bedside table. Commanding on the battlefield may be an art, but in many specific combat situations, commanding was the art of killing. Not only did one have to kill the enemy, but they also had to kill one's own people and let one's subordinates carry out certain death missions. And this … was a mentality that he could understand, but it was difficult for him to achieve.
The base, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly erupted with loud cheers. Xu Le looked at Bai Yulan with a puzzled expression.
Bai Yulan took out a red serpent fruit from somewhere and wiped it with a snow-white handkerchief. She softly explained, "Just now, everyone in the base was watching the live broadcast of the battle on the Federation's news channel."
"Where is it from?" Xu Le asked.
“5460。” Bai Yulan said, "Two hours ago, five mechanists began to attack Glacier Stronghold in the northern hemisphere. Judging from the cheers, they probably made a decisive breakthrough."
Then, she added in a serious tone, "The main vanguard is Du Shaoqing's Iron Seventh Division."
Xu Le opened his mouth slightly and sighed in disbelief. "They even dare to broadcast a military operation live? Those big shots in the Department of Defense are too confident in Du Shaoqing. Do they really think that this person will never lose? "
"In fact, the Iron Seventh Division has already fought six tough battles and won all of them," Bai Yulan replied.
Xu Le was silent. He thought of the conversation with Bai Yulan and the so-called art of commanding. He naturally thought of Commander Du Shaoqing, who always wore sunglasses and dared to treat the lives of soldiers as numbers. However, the soldiers under this person were also willing to do those boring numbers for him. This was the terrifying part about him.
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Many people in the army knew about the rumors of Zhong Laohu suppressing Du Shaoqing. Not long after the war with the dynasty started, two generals from the West Woods military were severely punished by the Department of Defense for not being able to reinforce the Iron Seventh Division in time. This only added to the authenticity of the rumors.
Most of the Federation's main forces attacking the three fallen planets were from the West Woods military. More than eighty percent of the soldiers in the rhombus-shaped base on Planet 163 were from the West Woods. Naturally, they did not have a good impression of Du Shaoqing and his Iron Seventh Division. However, they were all soldiers of the Federation after all. Watching the live broadcast of the first military operation in history, watching the inexplicably exciting battle scenes, watching their compatriots crush the defense line the dynasty had set up in the dangerous glaciers inch by inch, they still cheered for each other from the bottom of their hearts.
The light screen gradually turned dark. The soldiers of the Federation discussed excitedly before they returned to their own barracks and began to prepare for the battle that might come tomorrow morning, or perhaps later at night.
Outside the barracks in the southwest corner, the hundred old soldiers from the Seventh Division found it difficult to immerse themselves in such a crude and simple emotional reaction. They looked ahead with complicated gazes, at the veterans who were talking and laughing, and subconsciously looked at their wounded troops and the boxes of biological materials wrapped in them. Their mood was low, but there was also an inexplicable change.
These precious young masters from the capital ring, on their first mission and first battlefield, encountered the rumored ferocious people of the Imperium, and encountered a sudden battle. In fact, many people, including the bodybuilders, were so scared that they could not even eat dinner.
Although these old soldiers were not scared to the point of peeing their pants, there were countless people like Xipeng who could not tell north from south in the smoke.
"Well done!" Xiong Linquan, whose voice was loud and clear, walked back with his cane and slapped the back of a recruit's head hard. He laughed and said, "You actually dared to stay at that time. You have guts!"
When he escaped in the end, he was already on the verge of collapse, and he was caught by Xu Le. Then, he played a toss game in the end and narrowly escaped death. However, judging from his mood right now, he did not seem to be affected by the matter of life and death at all.
The recruit who was slapped hard by him was Yan Bingyan. When they retreated on the meadow today, he bravely stayed and formed the last line of defense with the veterans of the Seventh Division. Although he did not kill a single person of the Imperium, the feeling filled his heart with a solid aftertaste. Now that he was slapped hard by Xiong Linquan, he was a little confused. When he heard the other party's praise, he could only chuckle.
Along the row of barracks, Xiong Linquan slapped one head after another. It was as if he was testing the ripeness of a watermelon. As he slapped, he praised loudly. However, those who were slapped by him did not have any trace of shame on their faces. Instead, they laughed foolishly like Yan Bingyan, because being slapped meant that they had bravely dragged on until the end today.
Xiong Linquan stood in front of the crowd. Suddenly, his expression turned serious and he said seriously, "You guys did not retreat first today. You have guts and courage, but you will have to listen to military orders in the future. After all, you are all rookies, and it will not be useful to stay there."
"On the battlefield, the old will lead the new, and the dead will lead the living. Once you have been trained, there will be plenty of time for you to put your lives on the line. At that time, this old bear may have to count on you guys to save my life. Do you understand?"
The rookies were stunned for a long time before they reacted. Some of them replied loudly, "Understood."
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