Chapter 10 Serious Injury

When Zhang Tie's consciousness came back to his mind again, the last scene he could recall was an ice blue totem of fighting spirit erupting around him, and then he was knocked into the air, the armor on his body was broken, and he vomited blood Then at the moment when he lost consciousness for a moment, at that moment, he seemed to faintly heard Reinhardt's roar, and saw mountains of knives piercing his body, and then he fell into the darkness...

Did you die?

What happened to the brothers of the Jagged Camp?

In the next few minutes after I killed the old man, I clearly felt that the undead monsters of the Black Feather Corps seemed to be agitated, some parts were a little chaotic, and the attack was not as sharp as before. Everyone should be fine!

When the consciousness returned to his mind for the first time, Zhang Tie only thought about and recalled what happened that night, and then felt very tired. His body seemed to disappear, and his whole body seemed to be dragged by a dark hand. Like falling into a bottomless quagmire, Zhang Tie gradually lost all his senses.

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When Zhang Tie's consciousness returned to his mind for the second time, he felt as if his body was stuffed into a tin can. His body was heavy and oppressive, without a single gap. It seemed to be filled with many, many tubes. He was by his side, and the sound of the pile of leather boots rubbing against the floor directly reached his ears intermittently.

Someone is talking next to...

"Miracle? Don't tell me about miracles, doctor, I just need him to come back to life. This man is the best officer in the empire, the hero of the Iron Blood Battalion of the 39th Division... This is a high-level recovery potion in my private collection , you must save him at all costs, this is my order, do you understand what I mean..."

"Yes, General..."

The sound of a pile of leather boots rubbing against the floor faded away. The deep darkness struck again, Zhang Tie tried hard to resist the gravitational force of the darkness, but after only holding on for a few seconds, his consciousness sank below the surface of the water again.

...

When his consciousness floated up from the water for the third time, Zhang Tie felt his body was liberated from the tin can, but he was still unconscious and the surrounding was very quiet. He wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn't. In the end, when he tried hard for a long time, he didn't see a ray of light. Finally, with his unremitting efforts. Some part of his hand seemed to move, and then he heard a high-pitched female scream...

"His finger moved, his finger moved..." The scream, mingled with great surprise, repeated the same words,

While running to the distance.

Just over ten seconds later, another sound of leather boots squeezed in.

"Blood pressure has risen..."

"The pulse has returned to about 40 beats per minute. And it's getting stronger..."

"Bless God of War, the second lieutenant of the Flying Spear of the Legion has finally come back to life..."

"Thank God..." Some people actually wept with joy, the voices of everyone crowded in the room suddenly let out a sigh of relief, and suddenly turned the room into a huge bellows, as if this huge bellows had been agitated in an instant , the whole room "huh"...

"Hurry up and report to General Schwartz, we have lived up to expectations, the bravest officer of the Iron Horn Legion has been rescued by us..." This voice. With a sense of relief-like weakness.

This time, Zhang Tie's consciousness did not sink into the water, but floated on the water surface like duckweed. After a while, Zhang Tie felt a deep sense of tiredness and weakness, and Zhang Tie sank. go to sleep.

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I don't know how long I slept this time. When he woke up again, the body that had disappeared for an unknown number of days returned to Zhang Tie's body, and what came back along with the physical sensation was the kind of pain that went deep into the bone marrow all over the body.

sometimes. Pain is also a gift, it can at least make you feel alive.

Zhang Tie had experienced this kind of pain many times before in the realm of soul robbery. It was the feeling of being swarmed up by a group of wild wolves and torn his body to pieces after failing to fight against wild wolves.

At this moment, Zhang Tie felt that his body was a pile of fragments.

Because of this inhuman pain, Zhang Tie almost couldn't help moaning.

There was another sound of leather boots pouring in.

There are definitely more people coming in this time than the first time.

"His body has regained consciousness, which is a good sign..."

"Physical indicators continue to rise..."

"I suggest that microdose injections are now possible..."

"agree!"

After more than ten seconds, Zhang Tie felt a chill in his arm, as if he had been pricked by a needle, and then from the place where the needle was pricked, a cool feeling slowly spread throughout his body, and the pain on his body felt like being torn apart. Relief was immediate.

So Zhang Tie opened his eyes. A room full of stern-looking white coats appeared in front of Zhang Tie, and almost everyone looked at him with concern.

To be honest, Zhang Tiechang was so old, it was the first time he was looked at by so many strangers with such concern.

The doctor who was injecting Zhang Tie's arm shook his hand when he looked up and saw Zhang Tie opened his eyes, and almost dropped the needle on the ground.

There was a slight commotion in the ward, and the expressions of all the doctors were a little excited. Everyone didn't speak, but exchanged a message of excitement with their eyes. Only a man in his fifties standing in front of the iron bed took a deep breath, bent down carefully, and spoke softly. Asked, "Can you talk, how do you feel?"

"Thank... thank you!" Zhang Tie struggled to say two words. He knew that if there were no doctors this time, he would definitely die, so the first sentence he said when he woke up was a very sincere greeting. A chorus of thanks from across the room.

The doctor who straightened up took a deep breath, then turned to look at the other colleagues in the ward, "Thank you, he said thank you to everyone!"

All the doctors and nurses in the room had smiles on their faces.

Zhang Tie continued to move his mouth and said the second sentence.

"Iron...Brothers from the Blood Camp...How are the brothers...Have...How many people came back alive?"

At this time, Zhang Tie's strength gradually recovered a little, and when he said this sentence, everyone in the room heard it.

"562 people from the Iron Blood Battalion of the 39th Division have returned, and they are already resting..."

Hearing this, Zhang Tie burst into tears. Another meaning of this number is that 657 people were sacrificed in the Iron Blood Camp that night, and most of those who could come back were injured. The entire Iron Blood Battalion of the Thirty-ninth Division killed as many people at once. This iron-like army was almost maimed in the bloody battle that night, and the countless fresh lives turned into iron filings. fall. This is the cruelty of war.

Zhang Tie didn't know how many familiar faces he would never see again, so he cried, silently, just tears.

A hero's tears can move people's hearts the most, and sincere feelings can inspire people's hearts the most. At this moment, the eyes of most of the doctors and nurses in the entire ward were also red.

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On the first afternoon after waking up, Zhang Tie knew exactly what had happened during this time. Many things were beyond Zhang Tie's expectation.

The first thing Zhang Tie didn't expect was that after returning from that battlefield, he had been in a coma for two weeks. I just opened my eyes for the first time today.

The second thing Zhang Tie didn't expect was that during the two weeks that he was in a coma, the name Fei Spear Second Lieutenant Zhang Tie had become quite famous in the Seventh Corps of the Iron Horn Corps, which belonged to the Thirty-ninth Division. . Even Major General Schwartz, the head of the corps, knew about his affairs. During the period when he was injured and hospitalized, Major General Schwartz visited himself in order to heal his injuries. Major General Schwartz took out a bottle of advanced recovery potion from his private collection for his own treatment and recovery.

The third thing Zhang Tie didn't expect was that when he came to Karur this time, he was forced to leave the frontline theater without even seeing the city of Karur. The hospital he was in at the moment was located in Karur. The best hospital in Bulape, a small town more than 120 kilometers behind the theater, was also one of the seventeen cities that once joined the Andaman League. Famous for its grain and Brape stout.

The Iron Blood Battalion of the 39th Division is currently resting in a certain battle fort on the front line, and it may be difficult for him to return to the Iron Blood Battalion before he recovers from his injury.

Speaking of the injury, although the doctor in this hospital did not explain it, Zhang Tie felt that his physical condition seemed to be very bad. Although I have woken up now, I still can't move my body. The feeling of having a catheter inserted into my little brother is really uncomfortable, especially when I often have a few bottles of drops hanging on my hand. The ones flowed in, and the ones below flowed out, which made Zhang Tie feel like a rusty and scrapped part being cleaned with engine oil.

Every day, the little nurse who took care of Zhang Tie would turn Zhang Tie's body on his side and let Zhang Tie lie on his side to give Zhang Tie a massage, saying that he wanted to relax the blood on Zhang Tie's back. Zhang Tie, who served this kind of massage service, didn't feel the slightest bit of joy in his heart, but the bad feeling that something was wrong with his body was even stronger.

Zhang Tie's mood is very depressed. Is the self who used to be able to jump around alive and kick and can't even chase wild wolves, now he is afraid of something wrong even when he is lying down?

The only thing that gave Zhang Tie some comfort at this time was that although he was injured, the magical archway through his sea of ​​consciousness that entered and exited the Black Iron Fort remained unchanged at all, and the golden vortex of mental power in his mind also disappeared. With the gradual improvement of physical condition, it is slowly recovering.

Five days after Zhang Tie woke up, the catheter inserted into his body was finally pulled out. At this time, although Zhang Tie was still weak in his hands and feet, he could at least get out of bed by holding on to the wall and walk up a few steps.

It was also on this day that Zhang Tie finally knew exactly what was going on with his body. It was not the doctor in the hospital who told him the news, but a major adjutant of General Schwartz who came to the hospital on a special trip.

General Schwartz's lieutenant major brought Zhang Tie an Iron and Blood Medal, a commendation order for promotion to lieutenant, and the news that Zhang Tie was most afraid of hearing.

"Unfortunately, Lieutenant Zhang Tie, after the exact diagnosis of the best doctor in the army, I am afraid that you will not be able to return to the Iron Blood Battalion of the 39th Division. General Schwartz appreciates your bravery and fearlessness on the battlefield. , because your body can no longer go to the battlefield, so the general transferred you to the logistics department of the Legion, and found you an easy civilian job. After you recover from your injuries, you can go to the logistics of the Iron Horn Legion in Brape Ministry reports."

Zhang Tie's complexion changed...

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