Different World Development Manual - Chapter 1187

[Chapter 370 Veterinary]

North of the Fly Pond, position 771.

The undead’s offensive has been going on for more than ten days, and it has not stopped at all.

Several times, the undead broke through the fire blockade and rushed to the position, causing a large number of casualties.

Fortunately, the undead were finally repulsed, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

In the field hospital, wounded can be seen everywhere.

The lightly wounded were bandaged a little, and returned to the front line with weapons and vodka.

As for the seriously injured, the nurses rudely pressed them on the hospital bed and forced them to recover.

But they wanted to fight. All their comrades were killed on the ground, and they were only seriously injured. How could they lie in the rear to cultivate.

The seriously wounded were screaming, and the entire field hospital was not quiet.

Sergey completed the amputation of a soldier, and walked out of the room wearing a white lab coat covered in blood. He sighed, “It’s saved, what number is this?

” From the outbreak of the war to the present, the undead once broke through the defense line, and Sher has saved the lives of countless comrades from the god of death.

“Creak…”

At this time, the other operating room pushed away, and the young military doctor Pirogov shook his head with remorse, took a sip of vodka, and said with red eyes: “Ugh… I’m sorry, I couldn’t save you…”

With a thud, he fell to his knees on the ground, looked at the black clouds outside the window, and cried bitterly: “Wuwuwu, that undead is not a human at all, they pulled out his skin. It’s

gone.

Break his tendons one by one, woo woo…” The

undead are so cruel, after all, in their wars, this is how they fight.

Crying and crying, Pirogov stood up slowly, and finally poured half a bottle of vodka “dundantly”, and then looked out the window with red eyes, as if he had made a decision.

Sergey frowned, obviously his “apprentice” is in a state that is not suitable for the work of treating the wounded.

“Crack!”

Suddenly, Pirogov slammed the vodka bottle in his hand on the windowsill.

The wine bottle shattered, and

glass shards were all over Pirogov’s body, and his cheeks and bare arms were scratched by the splashing glass slag.

The only remaining vodka in the bottle was spilled out by Pirogov’s ferocious movements.

Pirogov slowly turned his head to look at Sergey, opened his mouth, and said in a very calm tone: “Sergey, I plan to go to the front.”

Sergey’s eyes widened and he growled: “You are crazy. Are you a military doctor?”

However, Pirogov smiled lightly, and threw the broken vodka bottle to the trash can next to him.

“Military doctor?

No, I’m just a veterinarian.

I may not be able to save people, but I believe I can slaughter the beasts of the undead.”

Pirogov was originally a veterinarian, because there were orcs and half-hearts in the Lucian army .

Such members as orcs joined the army because of this.

But now, rather than staying in the field hospital at the rear, Pirogov is more willing to go to the front line, and fight with the undead with his comrades.

Sergey said solemnly: “Pirogov, you can’t do this, your duty is to save people, not fight.”

Pirogov said: “Killing the dead is also saving people.

What’s more, I’m a veterinarian, and veterinarians can save people. thing?”

Then he turned around and walked out of the hospital.

Sergey was about to catch up and grab the guy.

But another seriously wounded person was transported next to him, and a soldier carrying the stretcher pleaded, “Doctor Sergey, save him!”

That should be his comrade-in-arms, but Sergey looked at what was on the stretcher. The seriously wounded soldier.

The lower body was completely gone, the intestines and stomach were exposed outside the body, and a lot of blood flowed out, and the entire army green stretcher was dyed red by this soldier.

Although the soldier was still breathing weakly, he occasionally coughed up two mouthfuls of blood.

Sergey knew that, in any case, the warrior would not survive.

However, as a military doctor, Sergey still has to fulfill his greatest responsibility as a military doctor.

He quickly greeted: “Go to the operating room quickly!

Nurse! Come and apply anesthesia!

Quick! Save him!!”

Everyone began to get busy. When Sergey looked at Pirogov, Pirogov had disappeared.

Sergey twitched the beard at the corner of his mouth, spit out “Suka not listed”, and immediately turned around and entered the operating room.

And Pirogov, took off his white coat stained with the blood of his comrades-in-arms, held it in his hand and kissed it lightly, then put it on the ground.

I don’t know where I took out another bottle of vodka, opened the cork with a “boo” sound, and took a sip again.

Then he turned the bottle upside down, and took all the vodka and the dead and seriously wounded soldiers in white coats and took a gulp.

After drinking with his comrades, he threw the empty bottle aside.

He took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

I took out the lighter, and it took a long time to “click”, “click” and “click” before lighting the flame.

“Hu Lielie Lie…”

He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled a burst of smoke.

Quietly staring at the white coat on the ground, he threw down the lighter in his hand.

“Huh!” The

flame and vodka met, and they burned in an instant, engulfing the entire white coat in a blink of an eye.

Pirogov looked at the burning white coat through the hazy smoke, and said slowly: “Brothers, I will avenge your revenge for you, and I will fight side by side with you.”

Huaxia’s worship method is already in the In the past 15 years, it has penetrated into the hearts of the four countries on earth, and there is no other, and it is also because everyone misses those compatriots who stay on the earth.

Pirogov wiped the tip of his nose, turned the burning cigarette upside down, stretched out his hand, and put his hand into the burning white lab coat, as if incense, endured the burning of the flame and inserted the cigarette.

He withdrew his burned hand, wiped the right side of his wrist with both hands, pinched his index finger and thumb, glanced at it, and said, “Wait for me, brothers.”

Pirogov walked straight to the regiment headquarters, and explained his intentions to the leader.

Everyone in Pirogov’s prestigious group knows everyone. After all, people who can spend spring nights with dead beasts are not ordinary people.

The head of the regiment was taken aback: “Pirogov, you mean you want to be a fighter?

But you are a doctor!”

Pirogov said: “A doctor who heals people?

Sorry, I’m just a veterinarian.

And look at my hands , I can no longer operate the knife.” The

hand was burnt when he was paying homage to his comrades, but the regiment commander did not know what caused all this.

Pirogov’s hands were burned, which means that now Pirogov can’t move a scalpel.

It’s impossible for Pirogov to take these burnt hands and hold a scalpel for treatment, right?

If Pirogov’s hand trembled because of the severe pain after the burn, causing the scalpel to cut the wrong way, wouldn’t it be a big trouble.

The head of the regiment pondered for a long time, and then said slowly, “Can you carry a gun?”

Pirogov nodded: “It may not be good for something as small as a scalpel, but guns, I have no problem. UU Reading www.sonicmtl. com” The

regimental commander nodded: “Okay, I will assign you a team, and you will enter the front line tomorrow.”

“No, regimental commander, I can go now.” He

said with trembling hands, and put one in his pocket. The dog tag was taken out: “I’m going to this company, I’ll go now.” The

dog tag was taken from the comrade-in-arms that Pirogov last rescued. Unfortunately, Pirogov failed to revive him, half face They were all eaten away by the undead.

Therefore, to avenge his comrade-in-arms, Pirogov chose the company that this soldier belonged to.

The head of the regiment glanced at the dog tag. The casualty rate of that company had reached 50%, and it was a company that was at the forefront.

But looking at Pirogov

‘s resolute eyes, the regiment commander sighed and nodded: “Okay, there are still a few lightly wounded from that company in the regiment.

You go and get the equipment to join them and return to the position together.”

Holding the dog tag, he salutes: “Yes!”

[End of this Chapter]