Chapter 1502: Surviving the Doomsday 37


Chapter 1502: Surviving the Doomsday 37

After a basic understanding, the next thing is naturally work.

Keep working! There are currently more than a thousand wounded, but there are only a dozen doctors, and all the doctors and nurses in the civilian area have been transferred here. Now you don't have to think about civilian areas. You can roughly know what the situation is like there just from this aspect.

At that time, the superiors did not expect that a war would break out here.

Those are real guns. The bullets don't have holes. Wherever they hit, there will be a bloody mess. The bullet is very destructive, and a headshot at close range is a real headshot, and it can blow up a wide circle. Like in TV movies, when a bullet hole appears on the forehead, it requires shooting from a long distance.

Two resuscitations were performed, one was amputation of the necrotic leg, and half a day passed. In the afternoon, there was still a lung wound repair and a liver surgery waiting for her. Nowadays, there is a shortage of doctors, so we can only rush to the shelves, and multi-department surgeries are still performed as usual. Those wounded are also treated as dead horses. Whether the seriously injured can survive depends on luck.

At noon, I was eating sadly. The treatment of the doctor in the hospital was even improved. He even gave me a piece of fried cod and dipped it in some butter. The taste made me feel happy to death.

She wanted to know why the war happened. But now is not the time to ask. Sometimes asking around randomly is causing trouble for yourself.

There were several nurses nearby who were talking softly, and they happened to be talking about this matter, as if to grasp resources. One was the commander and the other was the logistics minister. The two disagreed. The logistics minister, who was in charge of resource allocation, was no longer willing to take orders from the commander, so the logistics minister led someone to rebel against the commander.

The commander is in charge of the strength of the troops. He will lead his men to stay in the middle area and fight back when the time is right.

In retrospect, this would explain why conscription was conducted in civilian areas.

"I wonder if he is dead?" That refers to the logistics minister.

"He's dead. He committed suicide out of fear of crime last night." The nurse lowered his voice, but he was obviously a little proud: "There are people I know in there. Lieutenant Colonel Davis took someone in last night, and the next morning He was found dead. He hung himself from the bed frame with a belt."

Hehe, only God knows whether he hanged himself or was strangled. But one thing is certain, since the leader is dead, the overall situation has been decided, and the people under his command should not be able to make big waves. At this time, Jack enlists in the army, so he can rest assured.

"Lieutenant Colonel Davis has made great achievements this time, and he should be promoted further."

The topic immediately changed. A dead rebel leader has become history.

"Yes, the other party showed his kindness many times, but in the end he still sided with the commander. The commander has no daughter, otherwise he would definitely accept him as his son-in-law."

Then the topic of Davis being single began to circle around after lunch.

After eating, you can have a half-hour rest. There is a room next to it and a quilt, so you can have a light sleep.

She found the bed with her name on it, lay down and closed her eyes. On the other side of the room was a female doctor, also lying down and sleeping.

From time to time, the wounded were heard calling for doctors to come and save their lives. It was the wounded in the same room who was dying, but she still fell asleep quickly.

There is a doctor on duty at noon, so her first priority is to rest. The two surgeries in the afternoon required energy, and she didn't want anything to go wrong on the operating table.

When the time came, a nurse came in and woke up the resting doctor. It was time to go to work.

The afternoon surgery was already a major surgery, and each operation took more than two hours. After the two surgeries were completed, it was time to get off work. However, there are still critically ill wounded people who need first aid.

So she stayed and rescued another wounded person. After three heart shocks failed, she signed the death certificate.

There was no white cloth cover, so he was carried away directly by two caregivers. Five people died today, which is not bad. There were more people dead in the first two days.

Before the quickie shows up, quickly wash up and change clothes before getting off work. When we got to the room, it was not as late as last night, but it was almost eight o'clock. Surprisingly, Kathy went to bed early today, and Jack leaned on the sofa next to him and played with his mobile phone.

The mobile phone can no longer make calls, but the mini-games originally included in it can still be played.

Seeing her coming back, Jack sat up and said, "Come here to eat." The food was already placed on a chair in front of the sofa.

The chairs are hard and the sofa is soft. So she walked to the sofa and sat down, picked up a fork, tonight it was pasta, with thick tomato sauce inside, and she looked very appetizing.

"The captain came to see me again." Jack sat next to her, a little uneasy: "They said they couldn't let me over-qualify, and they planned to let me join the special forces."

The fork in his hand stopped for a moment, and then he immediately continued eating: "I'm curious how you got out of the army. According to your age, you should be able to work for a few more years."

Jack had wounds, but they were minor. In other words, the standard for retirement due to injury is far from being met.

Jack spoke up and she listened as she ate.

The reason was that during a mission, most of his comrades were killed or injured, which caused a psychological shadow on him.

Jack's mouth was filled with bitterness: "Actually, I don't want to shoot or throw bombs at civilians anymore."

Xining snorted: "Then you'd better not become a special soldier. Now it's just a war between soldiers. When we get out, civilians will inevitably snatch supplies. What are you going to do then?"

Disobeying orders and not shooting at hungry, red-eyed civilians? We don't know what's going on in civilian areas at the moment. If the suppression is very strict, there's no guarantee that chaos will break out there. Either way, it's death. If you simply go against it, you'll die simply.

Jack was silent.

After eating, she threw down her fork and leaned on the sofa. It felt good to lean on the sofa after eating. This is life.

Youyou said in a leisurely way: "Tomorrow you apply to be a guard. It is rare for civilians to attack a superior. Even if they do, I think you will shoot at terrorists who look like civilians."

Jack breathed a sigh of relief and seemed to feel more relaxed: "Okay."

Then he couldn't help but raise an arm, stretched it under her neck, and put his hand around her shoulders.

There was a turned-off TV on the wall in front of them, but the two of them sat there with no intention of turning on the TV.

Now they live a much better life than before. They can take a bath once a day, have enough food, a separate room with two rooms, a TV that can be turned on and off at will, and lights that can be turned on and off by themselves.

So for now, it’s better not to break this comfortable balance at will. Let’s wait until everything stabilizes.

Jack said softly: "I also asked today when the application form you submitted will be approved."

You can get married as soon as the approval is approved, you know this!

She rested her head on Jack's shoulder and whispered: "Come on, come on..."

After sitting for a while, they went to sleep.

(End of chapter)

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