The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

Xia Meng was helped ashore by two soldiers, who asked her to lie half-ly on the shore to rest. Her chest was still heaving and panting violently, her face was extremely pale, and her whole body seemed to have been completely drained of strength. Her eyelids were soft and soft. It was as heavy as a stone, her body was exhausted to the extreme, and the injured area was screaming crazily. The pain was as boundless as the tide, rolling, surging, overbearing, and eroding her body over and over again.

"Comrade Xia, how are you?" Battalion Commander Li, with the support of the soldiers, anxiously approached Xia Meng and asked with worried eyes.

Xia Meng shook his head with difficulty, "...It's okay, I can't die!"

Hearing this, Commander Li looked Xia Meng up and down and saw that Xia Meng was dripping wet. The blood on the slightly injured area was mixed with the river water, which was not very obvious. However, on the ankle area, as soon as Xia Meng came ashore, blood flowed down her shoes. The drops trickled down, and soon, the area under Xia Meng's feet was infected with blood.

Battalion Commander Li looked solemn. After carefully examining Xia Meng's injuries, a flash of sadness flashed across his eyes. He first asked the soldiers to bandage Xia Meng to stop the bleeding, and then went to see Battalion Commander Wang.

Battalion Commander Wang was hit by a bullet in the abdomen, and blood kept pouring out. Two soldiers were helping Battalion Commander Wang stop the bleeding, and the situation was also critical.

Battalion Commander Li and Zhang Qiushi reported their unit numbers to each other, and Zhang Qiushi said solemnly,

"Batalion Commander Li, we need to retreat quickly. The enemy has begun to organize to cross the river. We have too few people and not enough ammunition."

Battalion Commander Li nodded and said, "Okay, let's leave now!"

After Zhang Qiushi's company was cut off, Battalion Commander Li and the wounded soldiers supported each other and retreated together.

Xia Meng's left ankle bone was shattered and he could not walk, so he had to be carried by soldiers.

The soldier's physical strength was so exhausted that he couldn't carry Xia Meng very far, so he had to change someone to carry her.

Fortunately, Zhang Qiushi and his people caught up and helped them carry the wounded, and the group's walking speed accelerated a lot.

The enemy troops were chasing after them, but Xia Meng and the others did not dare to be careless or stop, and they ran as fast as they could. Finally, two hours later, they entered the safe territory of our army. The enemy troops did not dare to come, so they could only be incompetent and furious.

After Gu Ye got the news, when he rushed over, he saw Xia Meng, who was lying on the soldier's back and had passed out.

Gu Ye thought he had seen it wrong, because he missed him too much and had hallucinations. His face was obviously cold and serious, but his mind suddenly went blank;

After a while, Gu Ye secretly pinched his thigh. The pain felt so real that he really believed that it was really Xia Meng!

Ever since he saw Xia Meng jumping into the river in front of him, Gu Ye's heart had been clenching. If he hadn't been unable to leave now, Gu Ye would have gone looking for Xia Meng long ago.

In fact, in order to find Xia Meng as soon as possible, Gu Ye made a bold plan, hoping to end the war as soon as possible. The plan has been sent to the headquarters and will be approved in the next two days.

Unexpectedly, before he had time to look for it, Xia Meng himself appeared in front of him.

Gu Ye immediately asked the doctors and nurses who had just been sent to the regiment to start treatment.

Gu Ye quickly walked to the soldier carrying Xia Meng, stretched out his hand and said, "Leave her to me."

The soldier was stunned for a moment and glanced at Battalion Commander Li in confusion.

Gu Ye explained to Battalion Commander Li, "We are friends."

Battalion Commander Li didn't think Gu Ye would lie, so he nodded.

The soldier carefully handed Xia Meng to Gu Ye. Gu Ye held Xia Meng like a princess, as if holding a baby. His arms were straight and slightly stiff, as if he was afraid of hurting Xia Meng. Don't dare to move.

At this time, Xia Meng's clothes were soaked. Her waist-length hair, which had been braided by Xia Meng, was now scattered around Xia Meng's ears in an awkward manner. Her face was as pale as a piece of jade that had lost its luster. The bloodless lips were even chapped with white skin, and the exposed wrists were covered with bruises, the most serious ones probably being on the knees and ankles.

The clothes on the knees are slightly worn, and the color of the clothes in that area is slightly darker, which is obviously formed after the blood has dried. The ankles are surrounded by blood scabs, and there is even a trace of blood seeping out along the bandage. The ankles are very swollen, as if they are fluffy. The steamed buns were made from steamed dough, but they were covered with shocking bruises and bruises, which made people worried.

So many scars can be seen on the exposed skin, but what about under the clothes?

At this time, Xia Meng was like a rag doll that had been kicked around, played with at will, and discarded by innocent and cruel children. The delicate face, injuries, and dilapidated body made Gu Ye feel suffocated. Feeling distressed.

My heart felt like it was being pinched hard by a big invisible hand, I couldn't breathe, I could barely keep calm.

After the doctor came over, because he was close to Battalion Commander Wang, he took the lead to walk to the unconscious Battalion Commander Wang. After checking, he said with a serious face, "The injury is too serious. After all, we need to perform surgery quickly!"

The doctor asked the nurse to prepare things for the operation, and when he went to check the next soldier, the soldier stopped him.

"Doctor, please check Comrade Xia's injuries first!"

"Yes, Comrade Xia is seriously injured!"

"Doctor, please cure Comrade Xia!"

The doctor was confused, "Which one is Comrade Xia?"

All the soldiers looked at Xia Meng who was held in Gu Ye's arms.

The doctor looked at Xia Meng in surprise, "Lesbian?"

The doctor walked towards Xia Meng and asked, "Why are there still lesbians in your camp?"

Battalion Commander Li explained, "Comrade Xia is not a soldier under our command, she is just an artistic soldier."

"Ah?" The doctor rolled his eyes at Battalion Commander Li while checking, "I haven't heard that an art troupe recently went to the front line to encourage the soldiers."

Seeing that the doctor had misunderstood, Battalion Commander Li hurriedly said, "Comrade Xia was an art soldier at first. Later, there was a shortage of medical soldiers, so she served as a medical soldier for a few days. Later, when a frontline reporter died, she was sent to the frontline as a reporter. ."

The doctor suddenly realized, "It turns out that this lesbian is a war correspondent."

"No," Battalion Commander Li was silent, "Comrade Xia felt that war reporters should not hold guns. After she went to the battlefield and saw many soldiers dying, she stopped being a reporter and directly used guns to fight the enemy."

Doctor: "...Ah!!!???"

The doctor opened his mouth wide in surprise. How could this be possible?

The doctor looked at Xia Meng, who was pale and weak, with complicated eyes. Finally, his surprised eyes gradually turned into admiration!

The doctor stopped talking and carefully examined Xia Meng's body. He opened Xia Meng's clothes and Gu Ye closed his eyes. The doctor was secretly shocked when he saw Xia Meng's abdomen and back were bruised and purple, with skin like a palette. .

While being frightened, the doctor couldn't help but feel distressed. How much pain must he be enduring while fighting!

Especially when the doctor checked Xia Meng's ankle, he found that the bones in the ankle had been shattered by bullets. Even if the injury was healed in the future, he might still have a slight limp when walking.

Not to mention, this beautiful girl's true identity is actually an art soldier.

The girl from the art troupe is lame, can she still dance?

The doctor said to Gu Ye with a serious look on his face, "Captain Gu, Comrade Xia was seriously injured. Although his life is not in danger, there are large and small bruises on his body. We must carefully examine them before we can draw a conclusion. Just be afraid, bleeding from internal organs, visible to the naked eye. can not tell."

"Besides, her ankle...even if it gets better in the future, she may still be limping when she walks."

When Gu Ye heard this, his eyes darkened, and his arms holding Xia Meng tightened unconsciously.

Xia Meng is from the art troupe. If she can no longer dance in the future, she will be sad, right?

definitely!

Ordinary people would feel sad if they were lame, let alone her, how beautiful she danced!

Gu Ye was in so much pain that he could hardly breathe. He gritted his teeth and stared at the doctor with eyes as dark as thick ink.

"Is it really hopeless?"

The doctor was silent for a moment, and then said, "There are many famous doctors in the rear, maybe they have a way."

"Comrade Xia's injuries are serious. Commander Gu had better send someone to escort them back to the rear and then send them to the hospital."

"Okay," Gu Ye said, "I understand, I will arrange it."

After the doctor checked Xia Meng's condition, he went to check the physical condition of the other soldiers.

In the end, he first removed the bullet from the body of Battalion Commander Wang, who was shot, and then helped Xia Meng remove the bullet from his ankle.

During the operation, Xia Meng was under anesthesia and fell asleep the entire time.

After the operation, Gu Ye took a wet towel and carefully and carefully wiped off the dirt and dust on Xia Meng's body.

In two days, there will be a big battle here, and Gu Ye wants to send Xia Meng and the others back to the rear base today.

There were thirty-eight injured warriors, including Xia Meng.

Gu Ye planned to send a company of soldiers to escort them back.