Everyone has talked about the friendship of life. What is the friendship of life? This is called the friendship of life. It is never left when your brothers are on the verge of life and death. This is the friendship of life.

Lin Zhen lay on Xiang Ying's back and tears couldn't stop falling, and Xiang Ying still had time to joke at this time!

"Don't urinate, I'm not kind-hearted..." Xiang Ying was so tired that she was panting.

"I'm... treating you as a meat shield... If the Frenchman shoots, your little 200 pounds will become my shield..."

"Hahaha..." Lin Zhen laughed angry and said, "It's true, my butt is thick, and I can't die even if I block a few bullets..."

The joke was a joke, but when Lin Zhen turned his head to look at his brothers' blood and corpses, tears burst out from his eyes again.

It was so miserable. At just a few hundred meters, more than twenty brothers were lying in pools of blood and life and death. The long blood stains on the wilderness marked their way.

"When you arrive... rush into the town, grab the house... occupies the commanding heights!"

Fatty Jin was also working hard today. He actually ran to the vanguard's ranks and rushed into the small town. He saw a group of French wounded soldiers hiding in the corner of the house for treatment.

It turned out that the French also regarded the town as a refuge, and countless seriously injured people were gathered here. Jin Sansun even saw more than a dozen female nurses rescued here.

"No movement... no one is allowed to move..." Zhiyuan sailors, who were like wolves and tigers, rushed into the yard and house with rifles, scaring the female nurses to scream.

Several French minor wounded men jumped up and wanted to defend themselves, but they were not the opponents of these soldiers who were so angry that they stabbed them with a few bayonets and nailed the wounded men to the wall.

"No action is allowed... Those who resist will be killed without mercy... Those who surrender will be spared!" The simple French words are repeated back and forth, although the pronunciation is extremely unstandard, at least these people understand it.

The wounded soldiers and doctors and nurses did not dare to move around, and they all let the Chinese seize their weapons and ammunition.

At this time, the sound of explosions suddenly sounded on the street and the dull shooting of shotguns. Veterans such as Yan Xing and Jiang Yuheng had already had a fire with the French army that was fighting over.

With the support of the complex terrain of the town, the Chinese can use their skills in street fighting. These most targeted weapons are always able to fight the French army.

Snipers hiding in low walls, windows, and roofs accurately shot and killed valuable enemy targets, while assault troops in the alleys began to quickly clear the field and harvest their lives with shotguns.

After just half an hour of fire exchange, two-thirds of the town had been controlled by the sailors, and only a limited number of French troops were huddled in the town's church and could not leave.

The French troops on the periphery are gathering, and it is impossible to attack without twenty minutes!

"Rest... ten minutes to rotate, replenish food and fresh water, and the medical staff quickly bandage it!"

Taking advantage of the short battle break, the sailors were able to take a breath. They snatched the French army's dry food and water, including medicine. The soldiers without ammunition gave up Mauser and chose the French army's rifles and ammunition.

Xiang Ying put down Lin Zhen and searched for clean gauze to bandage the wound on his arm. Fortunately, he also found a large bottle of medical alcohol.

"Hold on some pain!" Xiang Ying untied the gauze on Lin Zhen's left arm, looked at his arm that was barely connected with a little skin, gritted his teeth and poured the alcohol on.

"Ah!" Lin Zhen roared lowly, almost fainting from the pain, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of soybeans.

"Hold on, brother, I'll replace you with new gauze..."

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded beside Xiang Ying. A female nurse whispered in French, "You can't bandage directly, you must suture it... Otherwise his blood will dry!"

Of course, Xiang Ying knows French. In addition to her native language, Xiang Ying is very proficient in English and German. Although French is a little inferior, there is still no problem with daily communication.

He turned his head to look at the French nurse, his eyes full of vigilance and distrust.

The young nurse was very nervous, her legs were even shaking, but she still plucked up the courage to say, "I am from the Red Cross, I am not a soldier... I swear to God that I did not lie to you..."

"I can help you suture the wound, but you must agree that we will continue to rescue the wounded... Please give us the medical supplies that you can't use..."

Oh, everyone understands these things, it turns out that it is not a lack of conditions to help!

Xiang Ying looked at Lin Zhen and asked, "Do you believe her? I will tell you in advance that this is a woman from the enemy country, and maybe she will poison you..."

Lin Zhen smiled and said, "Life and death are life, wealth and honor are in the sky! I feel uncomfortable if I just hang this half pound of meat... I will sew it!"

Lin Zhen nodded, and the soldiers around him took a step back. The careful nurse dared to move forward. When she really saw the wound, she realized that the injury was serious.

"You should have sutured it at that time... Such a large muscle was cut open, leaving only a little skin connection, which has already injured the blood vessels. If you don't sutur, you will lose too much blood to death..."

The nurse skillfully began to disinfect the tools, with long needles connected to disinfection cotton thread, and clever hands holding the black and purple muscles began to stitch them.

Every time the needle was pierced, the muscles on Lin Zhen’s face were beating, and every time the cotton thread was pulled, it caused him to sweat coldly, but how could the big men lose face in front of women? Lin Zhen endured it and didn’t even hum.

Xiang Ying turned his head and left the broken house. At this time, Jin Sanshun ran over and said, "The counting was over. We captured a total of 310 wounded people, four doctors and twelve female nurses..."

"Xiang Ying, have you noticed that since we rushed into the town, the French have gathered outside the town for a long time, but they are all tentative attacks. Our snipers fired a few shots and they retreated..."

"These bastards are afraid of being a rude! These more than 300 people are our meat tickets!"

Jin Sanshun was right. Since the sailors controlled the town, the intensity of the French offensive outside had indeed decreased. It seemed that they were also afraid that the Chinese would hurt these wounded people.

Xiang Ying took out the telescope and watched, nodded, "Now the Pu army is fighting very fiercely, and it looks like a breakthrough is right in front of us... Let's not charge blindly, rely on the town's defense here!"

More than 300 wounded French soldiers became prisoners of Xiang Ying and others. The sailors quickly took action and set up defense lines around the town. Even engineers were buried in buildings on the edge.

Jin Sanshun specially picked a female nurse and tore his white coat to pieces. The female nurse was so scared that she thought the fat man was fascinated and wanted to be very beastly.

Jin Sanshun cursed, "Shut up! I don't like ocean horses, I like the tune of the Jiangnan water town... You take this white flag and go out to tell the French army..."
Chapter completed!