Hou Dasheng fainted, very completely. After he was carried into the car by a fork, the momentary relaxation made him directly unconscious. The last impression in his mind was the roar of the fork: "Quick!! The head needs plasma! Surgery! ……”

"Dada...... Da Da ...... "I don't know how long it took, Hou Dasheng woke up leisurely." He saw that his arm was being transfused and his clothes were torn apart. It appears that shrapnel has been brutally removed in many places. But the clothes were not changed.

Here, it's a tent. Hou Dasheng is very familiar. Because this is the front-line position that he personally participated in arranging, in order to meet the first wave of the opponent's attack. It seems that he was withdrawn and was simply subjected to rough surgery. Fortunately, most of the wounds were skin trauma, and Hou Dasheng's heavy bulletproof armor for himself and his brothers still had some effect.

For example, the cigar that is now lying next to Hou Dasheng and is still unconscious. This guy looks much worse than Hou Dasheng, and his whole body has been stripped into a bare pig. His whole body was covered in bandages, and blood was oozing from the outside of the bandages. Plasma and drips hung on it, and he lay on a simple camp bed. Just look at the gauze and bloody cotton balls thrown under the bed. He had just undergone surgery.

At this time, a ray of light came. The curtain of the tent was lifted, but a fork was seen entering. At this time, the fork was covered in blood. I can't tell if it's his or someone else's. He saw Hou Dasheng who woke up, and couldn't help but whisper in surprise: "Boss! Didn't they say that the anesthetic would take another three hours?! ”

"Don't interrupt! Tell me honestly, what's going on now?! Hou Dasheng wanted to do it, but the fork hurriedly stepped forward to help him up and feed him some water. Then he sighed and said: "In the past, the 'steel sword' was killed and injured more than half. There are still a few in the hospital in the rear. ”

But seeing the fork move the pillow, he leaned on Hou Dasheng and continued: "Only one of the cars was withdrawn, and they didn't fall well. We've killed at least five of them......"

Listening to the fork's words, Hou Dasheng couldn't help but smile bitterly. Steel Sword is a small and medium-sized mercenary group, with more than one hundred and thirty people. Although the name is not very well-known, there is not a lot of work at all. Basically, they were all active in Africa, and the list in the Middle East was connected but not connected at that time.

On a few occasions, I did the work with the detachments of the jackals. According to the assessment, they are doing quite well. At least in the circle of mercenaries, in the top twenty. It is estimated that the relationship is not enough, and I dare not find a broker. If you take orders by yourself, you will definitely not be able to receive some good orders.

Coupled with the fact that they have only been established for three years, it is good that they can develop into what they are now.

"Is Steel Sword dead?!" Hou Dasheng made himself comfortable a little, and then asked at the fork. The latter smiled wryly and said, "It's not dead, but it's not much better." Two legs were broken, and they were desperately carried back by the man of the steel sword. I don't have my left hand anymore, so I guess I'll have to retire......"

Listening to the fork's words, Hou Dasheng fell silent. He looked at the cigar that was still unconscious next to him. Seeing this, the fork said softly: "The cigar is in good condition, no need to amputate it." But retirement is yes. There was no way to do it just now, so I urgently performed the operation here. Send him to the back now. ”

"How's the situation at the front now?!" Hou Dasheng regained some strength at this time, picked up the iron cup and drank a sip of water to moisten his throat. His energy began to return, though not to the point where he could fight. But it's much better than before when you even had to be supported to get up.

Fork heard Hou Dasheng's words, and sighed: "I came in to prepare to transfer you to the second line." Those damn ...... We had just withdrawn in a hurry, and they were caught off guard when they found a gap. Although I carried your operation, it was a big loss......"

"Most of the people on the steel sword fought hard, and more than half of the people on the other side of the oil drum died. The barbell people are all gone...... They didn't get better, and at least two dozen lives were lost. After a pause, the fork continued: "There is support from others, and we can only withdraw now." If you don't withdraw, it is estimated that you will not be able to leave. ”

As he spoke, he heard a "whoosh" outside...... Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!! ......" explosion. Hou Dasheng's face changed, and before he could speak, he smiled bitterly and said, "Their support is here." There are heavy weapons on board, which should be new guys. The camouflaged all-terrain vehicle is very good. If they hadn't had to attack during the day, I guess it would have been hard for us to spot them at night with night vision......"

Hou Dasheng's face was gloomy, and at this time, the door curtain was lifted again. A few men walked in, forks nodded, and they began to carry Hou Dasheng and the cigars onto the stretcher. Hou Dasheng was silently carried on a stretcher by them, and then the group left the tent directly.

Out of the tent, Hou Dasheng saw the mess on the battlefield outside. Obviously, the jackals paid a great price to support it. Or rather, the mercenaries hired by the jackals paid a great price......