Apocalypse: The Fat Lady Strikes Back

Amidst the flames of war and the sound of fighting, Qiao Lingxiang said to Murong with a smile:

I'm afraid there will be some civilian survivors in the background. If it's a man, don't worry about it. If it's the elderly, children or pregnant women, you should first settle it in a safe place. When there are too many people, arrange for them to be dragged to Hunan in a car. Go south of the city.

Okay, I'll arrange it right away.

Murong Xiao nodded solemnly, reached out to take the child, pulled the other two medical garrisons, and searched for a safe area very efficiently, and placed the rescued child in the safe area.

The other survivors rescued later, as long as they belong to the elderly, weak, pregnant and children, will be placed in the safe zone.

As soon as Murong Xiao left, Ban Yue led several medical garrisons to pick up the dead and wounded by the roadside, and every medical garrison was so busy that they were sweating.

Before everyone could catch their breath, another group of newly arrived garrisons rushed in from the west entrance, leading a group of zombies.

Ban Yue hastily dispatched four medical garrisons who did a particularly good job of first aid to look for the death garrison who had died.

Once a new wave of zombies comes to Shandao County, there will definitely be a wave of injured garrisons. In line with the principle of not abandoning or giving up, most of those garrisons will come with the corpses of their comrades on their backs.

Qiao Lingxiang saw it, grabbed Ban Yue who was passing by, and said:

Don't be so anxious, slow down, everything that dies within an hour can be resurrected.

If the death lasts more than an hour, there is no need to worry, because it cannot be saved.

Ban Yue, who started to get nervous unconsciously, slowly relaxed after hearing Qiao Lingxiang's words. She stomped her feet and said in annoyance:

Yes, there is enough time, after all, there are 10 of us.

A standard garrison team has 10 people. When responding to the Battle of Tiantian Village and the Battle of Xiangcheng West, Qiao Lingxiang's medical team only had 3 people, but they were able to cope with it. Now there are 10 people, and it is impossible to be overwhelmed.

It's just that Ban Yue watched the battle scene, it was so big at the beginning, she unconsciously became nervous.

Seeing that Qiao Lingxiang had turned around and went to rescue the death garrison, Ban Yue took a deep breath and let out another breath, well, fortunately, as Qiao Lingxiang's medical assistant, there is no one who cannot be rescued, so relax.

Start running now, and go into battle with a relaxed attitude.

Slowly, the medical team found its own rhythm in such a tense and fiery large-scale battlefield.

There was a medical garrison who made a special trip to stand at the gate of the field hospital, guiding the slightly injured garrison to support the seriously injured garrison, and walked into the field hospital by himself to wait for his number to be called.

It's just that Qiao Lingxiang's time is limited, because the injured garrison is too busy, so everyone has to queue up for her treatment.

The wounded garrisons who can still move get up from the street and help the garrisons who are lying on the street and cannot move.

After entering the field hospital, they went to get the number and waited for the number to be called in order. There was a medical garrison inside who was responsible for manually issuing the number.

Because there is no automatic numbering machine.

Generally, a slightly injured garrison is paired with a seriously injured garrison. Two numbers are called at a time.

It is also possible that the garrison who was seriously injured died while waiting for the number to be called, but it doesn't matter, everyone can't wait for more than an hour.

Murong Xiao took a medical garrison with him to set up the safety zone. There were 4 medical garrisons picking up corpses on the battlefield, and the rest of them, Ban Yue, followed behind Qiao Lingxiang, responsible for taking the body temperature of the healed garrison.

There was a combat garrison who had been healed of trauma and was found to have a high fever. Ban Yue pointed him in the direction of the field hospital and asked him to go back to register and get a number.

Patients with low-grade fever don't need to worry about it. In extreme times, low-grade fever can be ignored.

Every medical garrison relaxes their mentality. On such a tense large-scale battlefield, they live a poetic life and perform their duties of saving lives and healing the wounded with a leisurely mood.

Such a strong medical garrison team is the reassurance of the combat garrison. As long as the medical garrison is strong, the great combat garrison can risk their lives and die with the enemy.

Of course, without a strong medical garrison team, combat garrison can also go all out, but everyone knows that this is a road of no return, so it is very tragic and heavy to fight for your life.

But now fighting and garrisoning desperately, everyone is very relaxed, and everyone is still in the mood to count the number of deaths, as if those who have never died, and those who died less, are very shameful, and they are still competing to kill zombies. It was an energy that tinged with ease.

This is not a sad place, nor is it a sad end.

Because their comrades-in-arms, brothers with different surnames, will never leave them again, and will never disappear from this world again.

On this orderly battlefield, when Qiao Lingxiang revived a garrison, she got up.

Ban Yue followed behind her and asked in a low voice:

Captain, can you still hold on?

She watched Qiao Lingxiang walking all the way just now, and saved countless people, but Qiao Lingxiang hadn't absorbed energy, and instead lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ban Yue was a little worried, she was afraid that Qiao Lingxiang's supernatural energy would be overdrawn.

Qiao Lingxiang turned her head to look at Ban Yue, just in time to see Feng Chunjun's teammate, standing not far from the street, looking at her with an unkind expression.

So Qiao Ayaka said:

It's time to absorb some energy.

All the food that had been irradiated by the nuclear radiation was sorted out by Ye Yiming and supplied to the west of Shandao County, where a small team of cooks was garrisoned to feed all the garrisons.

So when Qiao Ayaka gave these garrison treatments, most of them converted their own fat. If their own fat was still lacking, Qiao Ayaka would add some by herself.

After a long time, even though only a little bit of fat energy is added each time, her condensed body weight is only 100 catties left.

It is better to reserve two talents.

With this in mind, Qiao Lingxiang took Ban Yue directly to a secluded alley next to the main road.

Ban Yue was still wondering, and asked:

Captain, are we going to the safe zone? The safe zone doesn't go this way.

Qiao Lingxiang looked back at Ban Yue, but did not answer. When the two entered a remote alley, Qiao Lingxiang stood still, turned around, and said to Ban Yue behind her:

Wait here, an energy crystal will come to your door in a while.

Ban Yue, who walked into the alley with Qiao Lingxiang, hadn't figured out the situation at all, when he saw a few big men with thick arms and round waists walking in from the other side of the alley, which was connected to the direction of another street.

Not Feng Chunjun's teammates, but another group of people.

As a result, Ban Yue's whole body changed, from a seemingly flexible medical garrison, he took on a sharp aura in an instant, and raised his voice to ask the big men behind Qiao Lingxiang,

What are you doing?