Doomsday Hero Academy

Feng Fugui held the satellite phone in his hand, but he couldn't hide the sadness in his eyes.

Wang Yaping also frowned, looking at the seriously wounded people who were about to be transported to the rear, and finally said: "The lightly wounded people in the first row are okay, and our medical soldiers can also deal with them, but there is nothing we can do about these seriously wounded people."

Feng Fugui sighed: "Yes, nearly one-third of the combat personnel have been reduced, and the first platoon has temporarily lost its combat effectiveness, not to mention Sun Jianzhong..."

Thinking of Sun Jianzhong, he felt a faint pain in his heart: "I called the battalion commander. The entire responsibility this time lies with me."

Wang Yaping opened his mouth and was about to say something when he was stopped by Feng Fugui: "You don't need to say anything. I am the supreme commander of the sharp knife company. Of course, if anything goes wrong, I will be responsible."

As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up the phone and walked aside to call the battalion commander.

Just as he was dialing the number, he suddenly saw a soldier standing next to him out of the corner of his eye.

The trenches were so messy, and it was normal for soldiers to come in and out, but then he felt something was wrong!

If there was nothing wrong with his eyes and brain, this soldier... was clearly seriously injured and lying on a stretcher just now!

He stared at the soldier dumbfounded and rubbed his eyes in disbelief: "Aren't you seriously injured?"

Feng Fugui's first reaction was that this bastard dared to pretend to be dead on the battlefield!

But soon he realized something was wrong!

I have seen all the seriously injured numbers one by one. This guy was so injured just now that he couldn't even speak. How could he be faking it!

"Captain!"

The soldier happily saluted Feng Fugui and said happily: "Company Commander, I'm fine!"

Ignoring the soldiers, Feng Fugui's eyes began to roam around every corner of the trench, but he didn't see any strange figure at all.

He turned to the soldier and asked, "Has the medical team been sent down from above?"

"No," the soldier looked at the company commander in confusion: "There is no medical team coming down."

"Then how did your injury heal?"

Speaking of this, the soldier immediately became excited: "Company commander, don't you know? There are two recruits in the third platoon who are really good. Somehow, they got it for me and I'm fine!"

What's the mess?

Feng Fugui frowned.

three rows?

Are there any medics in the third platoon?

Or two new recruits?

and many more!

Suddenly remembering something, he continued to ask: "Are they the few related households who came recently?"

"Yes." The soldier did not see anything wrong with the company commander's reaction and continued to talk excitedly: "Company commander, you are so awesome. I asked you how could you agree to stuff a few students into our sharp knife company? It turned out that You are so capable! You are really far-sighted!”

Wang Yaping on the side was also dumbfounded. Seeing that he couldn't get anything out of the question, he quickly said: "Quick! Take us over and have a look!"

"Yes!"

The soldier happily led the way and asked Feng Fugui: "Company Commander, if all our seriously wounded soldiers can be cured, will we not have to withdraw?"

Feng Fugui's mind was not here at all, and his eyes had long been glanced into the distance. Wang Yaping said with a smile: "Yes, if this kid can really cure all the seriously injured people, we won't have to go down!"

"Where is that kid?"

Returning to the place where the soldier had just been treated, Su Shen and the little fat man were not seen. The soldier was also puzzled: "They were still here just now."

"Look! Spread out and look for it!"

Feng Fugui and others dispersed on the spot, each person responsible for looking for someone in one direction. Soon the soldier jumped excitedly on the edge of a trench and shouted: "Found it! Here! Here!"

Feng Fugui flew away when he heard the sound, and his steps were a little unsteady in his excitement. He stumbled with his left foot and right foot, and almost fell down. Fortunately, Wang Yaping had quick eyesight and quick hands to hold him up, so he didn't make a huge embarrassment.

After standing firm, Feng Fugui ran to the trench in a few steps, only to see a figure with his back turned to him, treating the soldiers on the stretcher.

Feng Fugui stared blankly at the back, emitting a warm and genial white light, which made people feel at peace.

But the noise on the other side made him frown:

"What are you shouting for, what are you shouting for? Brother Shen is rescuing people. What should you do if you shout nonsense here and make Brother Shen go crazy?"

It was the little fat man who cursed.

He couldn't help much in rescuing people. He could only "protect" Su Shen on the side, squatting beside him in boredom and counting ants.

But when the soldier yelled, the little fat man knew that the opportunity to "fill the cup" had come, and he scolded the soldier without saying a word.

The soldier did not dare to refute his savior's words. Hearing this, he covered his mouth with both hands: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Hearing this, the little fat man nodded with satisfaction, turned around and saw Feng Fugui and Feng Fugui again.

But Feng Fugui and Wang Yaping were in a hurry, and their faces were already darkened. The little fat man didn't recognize them, and regarded them as soldiers watching the fun:

"You two, yes, don't look at me. I'm talking about you two. When Brother Shen is saving people, you'd better shut up and stop causing trouble. Do you understand?"

The soldier stared with his big innocent eyes, dumbfounded as he looked at the fat man who was on the verge of committing suicide and frantically testing himself. An emotion called admiration welled up in his heart:

"This new recruit dares to be trained by the company commander, he is awesome!"

Feng Fugui didn't know whether he didn't hear what the little fat man said, or he was too lazy to pay attention to it. His attention was now all on Su Shen.

Wang Yaping, on the other hand, looked at Qin Shaoan in amazement and a little amused, pointed at the soldier and asked with a smile: "Did you cure him?"

"Of course!"

The little fat man immediately took half of the credit shamelessly, but he still knew how much he weighed: "Of course, the most important thing is the credit of my brother Shen, and I just played a supporting role."

"Um",

Seeing what he expected, Wang Yaping nodded with satisfaction, stopped talking to the little fat man, and focused his eyes on Su Shen.

Soon after, the warm and warm light gradually dissipated. Su Shen wiped his sweat and sat down on the ground: "Little fat man, how many more are there?"

Hearing this, Qin Shaoan ignored Feng Fugui and Feng Fugui. He turned around and squatted next to Su Shen and whispered: "Brother Shen, this is the third one. There are 8 or 9 people behind."

"Whoo~"

Su Shen took a breath: "No, I have to rest. These injuries are a bit serious, and my spiritual power is almost drained."

"You drink water first",

The little fat man diligently handed Su Shen's military kettle to him, and then looked at the soldier lying on the stretcher: "Stop pretending to be dead, get up as soon as you're ready! Do you still expect me to continue carrying you?"

The soldier on the stretcher seemed to be in a dream. Su Shen's spiritual power was still flowing in his body at this moment, and the warm feeling after the treatment made him reluctant to move.

But after being kicked by the little fat man, he jumped up instinctively:

"Fuck, how dare you kick me!"

"Huh? I...Is this good?"