There was a passage in the history of the federal civil war, describing the raid that Haoyi participated in: "One day in the autumn of 2717 AD, the battle between the ground forces of the Federal Expeditionary Force and the Solomi rebels entered a critical stalemate. A heroic armored squad of the 74th Armored Division, a subordinate of the 115th Army Group of the Fifth War Zone, ventured into the depths of the rebels and destroyed an extremely important ammunition storage base of the rebels with a major sacrifice. In the early morning of that day, the rebel ammunition base exploded to form a huge mushroom cloud, and even the soldiers of the Seventh Fleet in outer space could clearly see this extremely spectacular scene..."

After a while, Haoyi felt sore and uncomfortable all over his body. There was a fire burning his internal organs in his chest. "I'm so suffocating!" Haoyi suddenly spit out a pool of blood stagnated and opened his eyes with coughing, "Where is this?" Taking advantage of the dim light leaking from the cracks in the broken chariot body, he looked at the burning and deformed bulkheads around. Haoyi lost his memory for a moment and couldn't remember where he was.

"Carriage cockpit?" When he saw the familiar control table in front of him that could vaguely recognize his appearance, Haoyi finally slowly remembered something. However, the head wearing a broken helmet followed by a severe pain, which made Haoyi hug his head and shrink into a ball.

After a while, the pain slightly relieved, and Haoyi gradually regained some memories before the coma. "Follow the reconnaissance company to carry out a raid mission, rush to the ground, fight, break through..." Unfortunately, no matter how Haoyi endured the pain, he could only recall the memory clips before the chariot he was driving was hit by a grenade on the high ground. In addition, no matter how hard Haoyi thought about it, he couldn't remember anything.

"Damn, is my life so hard? I won't die like that?" In a trance, Haoyi subconsciously moved his body but grinned in pain due to the tearing of the wound on his body. "Damn, I still know the pain. It seems that I have not returned to my position yet!" Haoyi muttered, and simply stopped thinking about it, so he tried to struggle to get up.

Suddenly, Haoyi touched a soft thing on his feet. Haoyi was shocked and turned his head to look at him. He saw Hu Erpang lying straight at his feet.

"Erpin!" Hao Yi's heart trembled, and he quickly took off his broken helmet that was a little hindered, and struggled to climb to Hu Erpin's side. Seeing that although Hu Erpin's armor was clean, his eyes were closed, his teeth were clenched, and there was a large pool of dark red blood at the corner of his mouth. Hao Yi was so anxious that he rubbed his hands straight but didn't know what to do. In the new recruits, the instructor told Hao Yi and others that they were not afraid of soldiers being traumatized on the battlefield, but were afraid of internal injuries that would hurt their internal organs. In that case, it would be difficult to save them.

"Erpang, you fuck me, wake me up!" After hesitation and entangled for a moment, Hao Yi made a point in his heart, reached out and patted Hu Erpang's fat but no bloody face. He grabbed Erpang's collar and shouted hoarsely in his ears: "Wake up, Erpang! Damn, I haven't brought you a bright light, wine, food, drink, gamble! You are such a useless slut, how much delicious food is waiting for you to eat, get up quickly!"

As he cursed, Haoyi's dry and sore eyes were slowly filled with boiling tears, and his hands couldn't help but tremble. From childhood to adulthood, Haoyi and Hu Erpang were like brothers. Although Haoyi always liked to beat Hu Erpang and ridicule Hu Erpang, the kind of brotherly love that made Haoyi difficult for Haoyi to accept the reality that Hu Erpang suddenly left him.

"Erpang..." After a long time, Hu Erpang was still lying erect without any breath. Haoyi couldn't help but hug Hu Erpang and sobbed, "You unscrupulous foodie, how could you leave your brother Hao like this! Foodie, get up quickly!"

"Cough cough cough!" Just as Hao Yi's heart was cold and his sobs were getting lower and lower, Hu Erpang's cough suddenly came from his ears. Then Hao Yi heard Hu Erpang's familiar voice: "Brother Hao, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"

"Erpin!" Haoyi looked up in surprise when he heard this, and saw Hu Erpin coughing out the blood in his mouth, struggling to look up at him. In delight, Haoyi reached out and wiped away the tears on his face. He grabbed Hu Erpin's collar with both hands and began to shake hard: "You foodie! You are finally willing to wake up? I didn't cry, but I was choked by the cigarette!"

"Cough cough cough! Brother Hao, it hurts!" Hu Erpang frowned in pain and screamed, scared Haoyi so much that he quickly put Hu Erpang down with his hands and feet, and asked with concern: "Where is Erpang's injury? Where is it hurt?"

"I don't know, Brother Hao, I feel like my waist is broken!" Hu Erpang took a few breaths and said intermittently.

"Don't move, lie down! I'll go outside to see if there are any medical soldiers!" In a hurry, Haoyi didn't care whether there were still fighting outside, so he was about to get up and go out. As soon as he moved forward, Haoyi found Zhao Jiakun lying in another corner of the cockpit.

"Old Zhao!" Haoyi's heart suddenly sank, and he quickly stumbled over to check the injuries on Zhao Jiakun's body. Zhao Jiakun's injuries were worse than Hu Erfa. In addition to the blood marks on the corner of his mouth, the armor on his back was soaked in a large pool of dark red blood stains. Haoyi carefully took off Zhao Jiakun's helmet and reached out to explore the tip of Zhao Jiakun's nose. Feeling a few faint breaths flowing through his fingertips, Haoyi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Old Zhao, wake up quickly, I'm Haoyi!" Haoyi only dared to shake Zhao Jiakun gently this time and shouted softly, for fear that Zhao Jiakun's remaining breath would not fall off. Seeing that Zhao Jiakun was still not moving, Haoyi began to be anxious and was a little busy. He pinched the Renzhong and rubbed his chest. Anyway, he could use all the ways he could think of.

After a while, perhaps Haoyi's method finally worked, Zhao Jiakun slowly opened his eyes amid a series of intense coughs. "Haoyi? Where are we? Are we hell?" Zhao Jiakun smiled pale and weakly.

"Damn it, Lao Zhao, you want to die, I'm not happy!" Hao Yi slammed Zhao Jiakun in the shoulder with joy and punched him, laughing and scolding: "I know that you two have the same lives as hard as me!"

"Old Zhao, Brother Hao has nine lives! You and I are about the same, I have eight, you are seven, hehe, it's not time to report to hell!" When Haoyi was randomly "rescuing" Zhao Jiakun, Hu Erpang also struggled to get up, leaned against the control table, and paid attention nervously. Seeing Zhao Jiakun wake up, Hu Erpang was also filled with joy.

"It's good if you haven't returned to your position!" Zhao Jiakun smiled tiredly at Hu Erpang, and let Haoyi check the wound on his body.

"Old Zhao, where is the injury? Where is it hurting?" Haoyi now regretted that he was taking the battlefield emergency class in the recruit camp, and was sleeping like a headless fly. He was rumbling on Zhao Jiakun's armor.

"Cough cough! It's okay! The back injury may be worse!" Although it was a little painful by the clumsy Haoyi, a warm current still flowed through Zhao Jiakun's heart. He remembered that before he was unconscious, Haoyi and the other two gave up the opportunity to break through with the large army, braved the fierce artillery fire and carried themselves into the cockpit of the chariot without his life. What is brotherly and brotherly friendship? On the battlefield of life and death, the comrade who can never leave you is the life and death brother you can truly meet with your life. "With these two brothers Haoyi, what's the harm in death!" Zhao Jiakun sighed in his heart.

Hearing Zhao Jiakun's words, Haoyi quickly turned Zhao Jiakun over carefully and tiptoed to untie the armor on his back. A terrifying wound appeared in front of Haoyi. On Zhao Jiakun's back and waist, a thin steel plate fragment that was about two or three fingers wide cut horizontally into Zhao Jiakun's armor for more than half an inch deep. Although the blood in the black wound had solidified, he was still cautious.

"Old Zhao, don't move, wait for me to find a medical soldier!" Hao Yi was helpless at such a wound, so he comforted him. Just as he wanted to get up and go out, he suddenly saw a dark red cross mark in the corner from the corner. Hao Yi suddenly felt a lit up and remembered that every large chariot should be equipped with a small medicine box for battlefield first aid. Hao Yi was delighted and stumbled over.

On the right back of the seat of the chariot gunner and captain, there was an invisible dark lattice with a dark red cross mark on it. Due to the severe damage of the chariot, the cockpit bulkhead was deformed and sunken everywhere. The dark lattice that originally needed the driver's key to open actually cracked a large gap. Despite this, Haoyi still tried a lot to pry open the dark lattice and took out a small first aid medicine box inside.

After opening the medicine box, Haoyi's eyes lit up. In the small medicine box, there were not only bandages, first aid injections, medicines, etc., but also a small bag of O-type plasma. "Wow, Mom, Lao Zhao is saved now!" Haoyi shouted excitedly when he saw this.

"Brother Hao, is there any food inside?" Hu Erpang, who was standing beside him, could only lie flat there, stretched his neck, licked his lips and looked into the small medicine box with great force.

"You foodie!" Hao Yi rolled his eyes and was about to ridicule Hu Erpang, but his stomach seemed to be psychic. When he heard the word "eat", he started to rumble in a ruthless manner.

In this raid, everyone did not even bring water except for the necessary equipment, weapons and ammunition. After the fierce battle in the middle of the night, everyone was naturally hungry.

"Let's find something for you later!" Hao Yi glared at Hu Erpang, and began to busy bandage the wounds of the two. First, he used a first aid injection to give Zhao Jiakun a dose of MC, and then forced out the steel sheet, clean the wound, and wrapped it with a bandage. (MC potion, a fast-acting hemostatic agent developed by the federal army, can quickly stop the bleeding of the wound and accelerate the healing of the wound.) When Hao Yi was holding the packet of plasma in his hand, he scratched his head and didn't know what to do.

"Haoyi, it's okay! I can hold on!" Zhao Jiakun saw that Haoyi didn't know how to transfusion blood, opened his dry and white lips and comforted him with a smile.

"Okay, Lao Zhao, just hold on for a while!" Hao Yi nodded helplessly, then turned around and checked Hu Erpang's injuries. Hu Erpang had no obvious external injuries, probably because of the injury to his back and spine. Hao Yi was in a hurry and had to wrap Hu Erpang with a bandage like a mummy.

After Haoyi finished his work sweating profusely, he realized that there had been no violent explosions outside the chariot for a long time. He couldn't help but feel confused. "You guys lie in the car first, I'll go out and take a look!" As he said that, Haoyi pushed open the deformed hatch door. When he showed his head and saw the situation outside, he was stunned.

"My X, where is this? Have you traveled through time?"
Chapter completed!