Chapter 370 Cold Blood

"Okay, now go through the barbed wire. Raise your head if anyone wants to die. I have a lot of national flags!" Wu Xian looked at those solemn special forces and shouted that if you want to survive on the battlefield, the first thing is to numb you! People like them who can't wake up from grief in time are just a target for the enemy.

Hearing Wu Xian's ruthless words, everyone looked at Wu Xian with an angry look. Some of them looked at Wu Xian's face and gritted their teeth and hated to swallow Wu Xian alive, because their dead comrades-in-arms were their brothers who ate in a pot.

However, the order was an order. After Wu Xian gave the order, everyone put on full action and began to move forward in the muddy barbed wire.

When someone entered the barbed wire, the general machine guns and Vulcan guns in the hands of No. 3 and No. 9 sounded crazily, and the light from the bullets was enough to illuminate the whole training ground.

"Horizontal height 50cm! If you want to die, raise your buttocks! I am absolutely responsible for collecting your bodies!" Wu Xian looked at a group of people crawling under the barbed wire and said loudly. Although what he said was a little cruel, Wu Xian was reminding the group of special forces that the requirements here are not the requirements of your usual training.

However, just a few minutes after the beginning of the training, there was a painful hum. Several of the team members in this training are tall. Although they are not as strong as No. 9, they are not much worse. They are definitely the most at a disadvantage for this project. The screams were also made by several of them.

"There is no fairness on the battlefield! If you want to be free, raise your head. If you want to continue to struggle, press down your fat buttocks. If you don't want to die, come up with the most energy-saving way for me!"

Hearing Wu Xian's words, several stout soldiers who were taken care of by bullets immediately put their bodies close to the ground, moving forward like a flounder, and began to think about ways in their minds.

However, the place they climbed will leave a bright red mark, but it will soon be covered by the muddy water.

"Military doctor! Military doctor!" Suddenly, someone shouted loudly. As soon as they heard someone shouting like this, the firepower of No. 3 increased and concentrated.

A military doctor immediately carried a first aid kit to prepare for the training ground. They had signed a life-and-death agreement and met the dead. They didn't want someone to die in front of the war again.

But when the military doctor was about to leave the scene, there was suddenly a row of bullet holes under his feet, and the mud stirred by the bullets splashed all over his face.

"In the battlefield, military doctors are a very popular group. If they can kill each other's military doctors, the psychological pressure on the other party will increase exponentially. Saving people as recklessly as you absolutely has no other effect than greatly reducing your morale. Now I will give you a chance to give your military doctor! If anyone is like this, the next moment the bullet will not hit him, but on his chest. This time I will take it as a chance given to him by God! Do you understand?"

The military doctor was so scared that his feet were a little weak at this moment. Originally, he wanted to think about how to save people, but now his mind was blank.

Wu Xian saw that the gun in the military doctor's hand was also aimed at the military doctor. Wu Xian would rather shoot him now, and he didn't want him to be stupid on the battlefield and become a burden to his comrades-in-arms.

As soon as he saw Wu Xian raising a gun, the military doctor suddenly rushed out a man with a steel helmet on his head and a steel helmet in his hand. After he came out, he suddenly knocked down the slightly stupid military doctor and forcibly buckled the steel helmet in his hand to the military doctor's head. And this person who rushed out was the military doctor who took the initiative to stand up that day. He didn't want to be a burden to his comrades-in-arms, but he didn't want to see his comrades-in-arms become a dead body.

"Go! Crawl forward! Lower your body and come with me to save people!" When the man saw the stupid military doctor wake up, he hurriedly said. Because of his fierce rush, he did not carry any tools. At this moment, he can only pin his hopes on the military doctor. If he can't do it, he can only do it.

When the military doctor, who was scared, heard that he wanted to save people, the medical ethics in his heart was immediately reflected. He grabbed the helmet in one hand, pulled the medicine box in the other, kicked the slippery and muddy land with his feet violently, and his body crawled forward irregularly.

However, No. 3 and No. 9 are not merciful because you are non-combatants, and often increase their firepower to take care of them.

The sound of bullets flew over their heads, making the faces of the two people who had not received much training turn pale. The non-standard crawling forward posture could always make them feel the feeling of the bullet hitting the helmet. If they hadn't forcibly controlled the muscles of their neck and made their heads not reach it. Yu raised it up, and it is estimated that both of them have died several times. However, the power of the bullet hit made the two people's eyes sparkle, as if they had been knocked with a stick.

When the two finally climbed to the fallen special forces, the helmet above their heads was already an imagery style. However, this journey made the two deeply understand the essentials of crawling forward.

As soon as the two climbed to the injured, they immediately checked the wounded. Hao Dong, a military doctor who took the initiative to withdraw that day, took the initiative to take the head of the injured soldier next to him and instead prevented the injured man's head from sinking into the mud, causing suffocation to death. And the stunned military doctor Yan Kuan carefully pulled the first aid kit covered with mud all over his body to his chest.

He took out some medical equipment from the first aid kit and began to check the injury of the wounded man. However, as soon as he checked, Yan Kuan's face became ugly. After looking at the mud that had turned red under the wound, Yan Kuan was very worried.

Take out a morphine from the medical box and beat it to the injured. At the same time, he took a handful of medical cotton and stuffed it hard into the wound and simply wrapped it up the injured person. As for inflammation or something, Yan Kuan doesn't want to care about it now, because inflammation belongs to the patent of the living.

Under the simple bandage, Yan Kuan suddenly raised his head and opened his mouth. When he was about to shout something, a bullet ruthlessly shot in from Yan Kuan's cheek. If it is an ordinary bullet, there may be a possibility of rescue, but the bullets used by Wu Xian have strong kinetic energy, not to mention such a close distance. So when the bullet shot into Yan Kuan's cheek, the next second, Yan Kuan's whole face was blown up, and his jawbone came out of the skull, and blood came out from the exposed throat like a coke that had been suppressed for a long time.

Hao Dong opened his mouth and shouted loudly, but there was no sound at all. His eyes stared at Yan Kuan's gradually turning gray-white eyes, and his eyes were cracked by Hao Dong.

But Hao Dong read something from Yan Kuan's eyes, and until the last moment of his life, he still missed his own patient! A comrade-in-arms who can block bullets for themselves and sacrifice for themselves!

Next to him was a military doctor who was anxiously waiting for the two to come out. After seeing that Yan Kuan was hit by bullets, several people rushed to Wu Xian with red eyes, and one of them punched Wu Xian in the face.

Originally, it was absolutely impossible to hit Wu Xian at his level, but Wu Xian stood straight there, did not avoid, did not block, and suffered this punch.

Wu Xian got up from the ground and spit out the blood in his mouth. If Wu Xian hadn't made a gesture to his brothers behind him at the previous moment, this group of "rebel" would have been a pile of meat on the ground at this moment.

"I tell you, this is war! This is the bullshit war! Isn't it hard for you to watch your comrades-in-arms brother being killed? Do you know how I feel when I see my brother killed? Do you know how I feel, especially when my brother died to save me? Wu Xian roared at the military doctors with red eyes and suddenly tore his clothes. The scars all over his body looked so ferocious under the first ray of sunlight in the morning.

"Do you see it? This is the evidence that I can come back from the battlefield alive! I kill myself so that I have nightmares every night! Without a saber under the pillow, I can't sleep! The rags in my body can be assembled into a radio! I'm going to tell you why he died now! Because he did not turn himself into a mad dog of war and still lived in his peaceful world. He forgot the first rule of the battle - survival of the fittest!"

Wu Xian's upper body, and the blood dragon on his body also became more domineering, but he was bound by the crime on his body. With the murderous spirit accumulated from the dead, Wu Xian looked at everyone coldly and said, "This time I can think that nothing has happened. If there is such a situation, don't blame the old Heartless! What I want is for you to experience the battlefield environment, and definitely not openly resist the supreme commander on the battlefield! If there is such a situation, deal with it with treason! I have already said that only those who go out with the national flag here, and there is absolutely no exit! If you want to live, just try your best!"

When Wu Xian was teaching this group of military doctors a lesson, Hao Dong had dragged the wounded man out of the barbed wire with his own strength and meticulously dealt with the wounded man's wound. He was not moved by Wu Xian's violent voice at all.

After someone came to help deal with it, Hao Dong stood up and said to Wu Xian, "The remnant soul, please fight! Ask the instructor for approval!"

Seeing the place where Hao Dong's eyes were looking, Wu Xian nodded. Wu Xian was familiar with the coldness in Hao Dong's eyes, but Wu Xian was heartbroken. After saling Hao Dong, he said, "Remain soul, stick to your post!"

The strong smell of blood made the special forces crawling in the barbed wire howl loudly like mad dogs, and everyone felt unprecedented sadness about the loss of two comrades-in-arms in a row.

"Fuck, still howling! The explosive monkey gave them some sweets to eat, a pheasant knife, and replaced the explosive monkey. Wu Xian shouted to No. 3 and No. 15. Although Wu Xian was sad, Wu Xian still said cruelly in order to let this group of special forces adapt to the battlefield as soon as possible.

After No. 3 handed over the general machine gun in his hand to No. 15, he went to the side and brought a box of ammunition, rudely opened the wooden box cover, and rows of grenades lay quietly in it.