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Chapter 159: The Grim Reaper Smile

Chapter 159: The Grim Reaper's Grim

"I'm still alive, life is so precious!"

Death was so close. Even at the moment of life and death fighting, Wang Yang thought he was going to die. The cold rain flowed into his breathing mouth with blood. The joy of survival made Wang Yang feel reborn as a human being.

In fact, people live by relying on a belief. As long as you have the spirit of never giving up and the courage to never give up, you can still exude unimaginable combat power even at the forefront of life and death.

Faced with the sneak attack of a rare strong enemy, he finally survived, but Wang Yang once again experienced the cruelty of the battlefield and understood that he should never have a trace of compassion in the bloody battlefield. If he had hesitated a little just now, Wang Yang believed that he would never survive.

"Blessed by God! You killed him like this?"

Just as Wang Yang was enjoying the pleasure of victory, an extremely awesome voice sounded from the side. Seeing Wang Yang covered in blood lying on the ground, gasping for breath, the voice speaking stiff Chinese seemed to be inconclusive:

"Are you okay? Where is the injury?"

With just a few words, the People's Army soldiers felt the great changes here in Wang Yang, but they didn't expect that the battle would end when he rushed to help. Facing such a bloody scene, even though he was a veteran on the battlefield, seeing the living human organs and the dead enemies was covered in blood. He actually had the urge to disgust, and of course what made him even more worried was whether Wang Yang, who was covered in blood, could survive.

"It's okay! I can't die for a while!"

Nowadays, as long as you go to the battlefield, you really put your head on your belt. I don’t know when death will come. The feeling of surviving death is still very wonderful. Wang Yang knew that his injuries were neither serious nor serious, but they were not as mild as they were. The injuries on his head were not healed yet, but there were two more severe injuries on his body. The excessive bleeding still made him pale, but he still felt a little sweating when he was fighting just now.

"Damn, who are these guys? They are so fierce!"

I just lie on the ground and felt it was irritating. When I sat up, I realized that there was something even more irritating. Once my body relaxed, Wang Yang felt that his bones were about to fall apart. The neck, palms and shoulders were even more painful, which made Wang Yang snort in pain.

"You are such a devil. This guy was dismembered by you! They were the enemies who were ambushed under our cliff by the First American Cavalry Division. They raided them and we suffered heavy losses!"

Under the dark sky and in the dense woods, Wang Yang could not see clearly what the People's Army soldiers looked like in front of him, but he was tall, with a thick voice, and a pair of iron eyes were burning and vivid. He rushed to Wang Yang in one step, and looked at the US military dead on the ground with a little chill. Several black lines appeared on his forehead again. At this time, his eyes were really scared when he looked at Wang Yang. This scene was so bloody, and it was not an exaggeration to say that Wang Yang was a devil.

"Your injury is not too serious, but your shoulders and palms need to be sutured. Now I can only bandage you for the time being, and it should be able to stop the bleeding!"

Seeing Wang Yang frowning and taking a long breath, the People's Army soldiers quickly helped Wang Yang check the injury. The scratch on his neck was not serious. The headache was the shoulder and palm. The shoulder was a big hole deep and bones could be seen. The palm was penetrated by a dagger. Such injuries must be sutured. Unfortunately, there was no chance on the battlefield, but he had a lot of experience. He flipped through the dead enemy for a while and found some first aid drugs. After bandaging Wang Yang, Wang Yang felt the wound was cool and he became much more energetic.

"How many people have you come!"

While bandaging Wang Yang, he asked him urgently, and the faces of the People's Army soldiers were obvious.

"We have seven people, divided into two. While sniping the enemy's commanders, we create chaos in the enemy's barracks!"

Flashes of severe pain came from the wounds bandaged by the People's Army soldiers. The whole set of sweat dripping from Wang Yang's forehead, but Wang Yang did not hum, he asked loudly:

"How many people do you have? Can you defend the position? How could you get down from the cliff? Is the enemy not guarding?"

The sinister form of the People's Army's position is too obvious, but there are even soldiers from the People's Army rushing off the cliff. Isn't this making the defense on the position weaker? What did these People's Army think? It really made Wang Yang very confused, and what made him even more strange was that there were no enemy guards under the cliff, which really surprised Wang Yang.

"It was because we saw that the enemy was under the cliff that we rushed down. But we didn't expect to fall into the American plan and was attacked!"

After helping Wang Yang bandage the wound, the People's Army soldiers quickly stood up. His face was filled with grief and anger. There were only seven people coming to Wang Yang and the others. This power was too weak. He seemed to have no help at all, but he also knew that Wang Yang and the others were fighting hard, and it was not easy to send a few people over.

"How are your casualties?"

Thinking of the enemy who suddenly jumped out of the dense forest just now, Wang Yang was a little chilling when he thought about it. The enemy's cunning was really beyond his expectations. Although the ambushed enemies were all destroyed, Wang Yang knew that the Korean People's Army might not be better.

"You will know just by coming with me!"

A faint low voice came from the depths of the dense forest. The tall man's face was full of pain, his eyes were full of hatred, and he bandaged Wang Yang for a while. He knew that Wang Yang's injuries were light on the battlefield. He rushed back to the deep forest with a quick step, obviously in his heart.

Wang Yang bit and got up, followed the People's Army soldiers into the dense forest, and walked about fifty meters. An urgent sound of eating and drinking came from the front. Wang Yang felt the smell of death mixed in the bloody cold air.

Under your feet are the remains of three people's soldiers whose bodies were almost broken. The warm feeling of their bodies told Wangwang, or they were still strong soldiers with passion and blood three minutes ago, but now you may not be able to tell their appearance and body, all over them, and there was even a soldier who had even beaten his face to pieces.

It was undoubtedly the appearance of these three People's Army soldiers that attracted the attack of ambushing the enemy. The three of them were currently rushing, so they had the most bullets, but you can't deny their bravery. Judging from the weapons they held tightly even if they were dead, from the fact that the bullets in their weapons had been completely wiped out, even if they were hit by countless bullets, they also fought firmly against the enemy.

Wang Yang could even imagine that the People's Army soldiers followed the principles of battlefield reconnaissance and advanced in several directions. It was precisely because the three current People's Army soldiers who were exploring the way, that caused the enemy's attack, but it was also because of the sacrifice of the three of them that gave the comrades behind them a chance to survive.

"I can't find the wound! But Comrade Park Tae-seo continues to bleeding! What should I do? What should I do?"

"Tell me! Tell me! Where is my injury?"

"Don't worry, we will help you press the wound and you will heal soon!"

"No, I can't stop the blood!"

"No...no...I don't know what to do! Tell me quickly!"

“…”

The scene was extremely chaotic, but the anxious shouts and the tense atmosphere were really disappointing. Wang Yang did not expect that he would see such a situation. Although three People's Army soldiers discovered the enemy in front of him and attracted most of the enemy's firepower, the enemy's firepower was too strong. After destroying the enemy, two People's Army soldiers still came in. Now four or five living People's Army soldiers were surrounding them in a mess.

"Don't shout, don't panic, tell me where Comrade Park Tae-se is injured?"

From the panic expressions of the People's Army soldiers, it can be seen that the injuries of the two People's Army soldiers are absolutely unsightly. But what is unexpected is that in a turmoil, the voice of a People's Army soldier who seemed to be shot in his stomach but was suppressed by his comrades finally suppressed all the sounds.

"I am the only ambulance. Don't worry, tell me where Comrade Park Tae-se is injured!"

Although the injured People's Army ambulance officer had a weak voice and was even intermittent, he was very calm and immediately calmed down the other People's Army soldiers.

"He was injured in his chest!"

"Then...then...unlock the clothes on his chest and find the location of the wound!"

"Yes...but...I...I can't untie! Too much"

Crying came from behind. Wang Yang looked up and saw two People's Army soldiers surrounding a soldier who had lost consciousness. They hugged the soldier and burst into tears. The People's Army soldiers who helped Wang Yang had already rushed after him. He frowned and shouted:

"Will you tear him apart? Tear him apart for me..."

At the same time, he quickly pulled Park Tae-se's clothes with both hands and untied his comrades' backs, but he brought too much equipment! Kettle, belt, grenade bag, rocket backs...

He was anxious to untickle his clothes in the shortest time to find his wounds and save his young life!

"I'll do it!"

At this moment, Park Tae-seo no longer had any consciousness. His eyes were slightly open and his mouth opened vigorously, "Oh! Oh! Oh!" inhaling, but his breath became weaker and weaker.

Seeing the People's Army panicked, Wang Yang rushed to the front with a quick glance. Regardless of the surprise gaze of the Korean People's Army, he picked up the devil's sword in his hand and slashed at all the obstacles on Park Tae-ze's military uniform. Wang Yang knew that it was shot in his chest and formed a pneumothorax. If the wound was not blocked as soon as possible, the negative pressure formed in the chest cavity made him unable to breathe at all. Park Tae-ze would definitely die. This was learned from the self-rescue and mutual rescue training before the war. So in an emergency, he understood that the best choice was to cut the mess quickly.

"It's untied! He is injured in his left chest and found the bullet hole!"

Time is tight, and the soldiers cannot let go of the equipment on his body to find the wounds. Wang Yang finally pulled the clothes on his chest in the shortest time with the sword in his hand. Fortunately, he only wore one piece of clothing. After pulling the button, he saw that Park Tae-ze’s chest had already been covered with blood.

"Open the flashlight...I found the wound!"

The soldiers of the People's Army roared loudly. At this time, they were eager to save people. They could not care whether they would find it to the enemy. The flashlight was suddenly turned on. Park Tae-ze's chest was no longer exposed to the light. A bullet hole with blood appeared in his right chest. The bullet hole was small, round, the same size as the bullet hole. The small bullet hole sprayed out blood with his nervous breath...

"First Aid Kit!"

The People's Army soldier who brought Wang Yang over was quite calm. He took the first aid kit from a People's Army soldier, and tore it open with his comrades, but he had no time to unfold it, so he pressed it directly on the small bullet hole!

He pressed his hands hard, almost using all his strength in his body, for fear of air coming out of the bullet hole again. But his comrades' breathing still did not improve, but instead became weaker and weaker.

"Quick! There are wounds behind!"

"It must have penetrated!"

Although I don’t know much Korean dialect, Wang Yang can understand it after being in contact with the People’s Army for a long time. At this time, he was eating and drinking loudly in Chinese. He obviously felt that Park Tae-ze’s breathing was getting weaker and weaker, and the situation must be extremely unoptimistic. Death did not let him go, as if he was pulling his soul and could take him away at any time!

"Raise his body, the wound may be behind..."

The People's Army ambulance heard Wang Yang's words, and his voice was about to sound from the side again. He murmured very weakly: "First find the ballistic straight shot through the position. If... if not... then there is no way..."

Undoubtedly, the ambulance in front of him who was shot in the abdomen was very experienced. Wang Yang suddenly understood what he meant. If the bullet passed directly through the soldier's chest, it means that it might have penetrated Mo's organ, but the wound was not big. On the right chest, Park Tae-ze still had hope of survival.

But what if that is not the case? Wang Yang knew that it means that after the bullet was shot into Park Tae-ze's body, it would change direction when it hits a hard bone object, and his bullet outlet would change direction and drill out from the other direction of the body. This injury made people extremely frustrated. The changed direction bullet was raging in Park Tae-ze's body. I don't know how many human organs would tear apart. The chance of survival was too slim.

"Hurry! Help him up quickly, be careful not to turn his body..."

Saving people is like putting out a fire. Although the Korean People's Army soldiers were anxious, their movements were still calm. However, when Park Tae-se's body was half-sitted by the soldiers, everyone looked down and saw that the yellow soil and green turf were soaked in blood. The blood had turned black, black and red, and it was so big.

"The wound is very big. Comrade Volunteer Army asked you to help him find the wound..."

Wang Yang was squatting above Park Tae-ze's head. A People's Army soldier was shooting a flashlight and made a request to Wang Yang. At this time, only Wang Yang had the best observation position, and this request made Wang Yang unable to refuse.

Park Tae-se’s back was covered with rain and blood, and his clothes were already damaged and he could not see the wound clearly. Wang Yang had no time to untie his clothes, so he could only use his hands to pull his clothes up and touch the location of the wound with his hands.

"Not good, the injury is not optimistic!"

Wang Yang was extremely frightened. He started to touch the waist of his comrades-in-arms. He thought the bullet hole behind might also be on his right back, but before his hands could touch it, his middle finger of his left hand fell into his comrades-in-arms' body. The wet and smooth feeling scared him. Wang Yang quickly pulled out his hand and shouted: "The wound is here!"

He stretched out his hand and Wang Yang's fingers were already bright red, but there was still a voice in his eyes that was already extremely desperate. What he looked up was the extremely painful expression of the People's Army soldiers!

Another bullet hole was on the right back waist, and the wound was much bigger. The bullet came out horizontally and pulled out an inch-long hole. This was when the projectile touched the collarbone inside the body, changing the direction of the flight.

The People's Army comrades next to him handed over another first aid kit. Wang Yang spread out and wanted to bandage Park Tae-ze. Before he could finish his slap, a People's Army soldier next to him spoke:

"No... don't let it go! Comrade Park Tae-se has already sacrificed..."

His tone and voice seemed helpless, and his choked voice seemed extremely sad in the rain...

Wang Yang raised his head, slowly put down Park Tae-se's body, and looked at his face. He had already finished his breathing, his lips slightly opened, his eyes closed, and his limbs were no longer warm...

The god of death was grimly smiling, and in an instant he had taken the life of a young soldier. Wang Yang and the three people's army soldiers were filled with torrents flowing in their eyes and faces, and I don't know if it was tears or rain.

"And...there is another one, Zheng Xiangtai, how are you..."

Park Tae-seok died, but the ambulance officers on the side were still not out of danger. Just now, everyone only noticed Park Tae-seok who was gradually losing support. After confirming that he was dead, everyone began to watch the People's Army ambulance officer Zheng Xiangtai.

"I... I'm afraid I can't do it anymore... the wound blood cannot be stopped!"

"Squad leader, there is a first aid kit on it!"

"Take it away, useless... the blood is not stopped..."

Wang Yang looked at the People's Army rescue squad leader who was about twenty-five years old in front of him. At this moment, his face was filled with pain, as if he was forcibly suppressing the pain in his body, but his spirit was still good, and he was struggling with despair and the desire to survive. Fortunately, his thinking was relatively calm. He was an ambulance officer. Now he seemed to want to judge his injuries, but from his expression, he seemed to be not optimistic.

"Where do you hit?"

"In the middle of the left side of the lower abdomen!"

"Is it...can you tell me what color of blood is..."

"It's very thick...and blood bubbles...it seems to be orange-red..."

"No... I need to bandage it for me, I can't survive... Keep the first aid kit for the soldiers!"

"No! Please, God, bless you! I don't want you to die..."

"I can't survive if I don't have a relationship! Don't give it! Don't give it! You can't save me!"

This People's Army soldier named Zheng Xiangtai actually had a sad smile on his face. He looked at the sky in the distance and said helplessly:

"Comrades! Do you know... do you know? I'm dead! But... it's a pity... I can't see the day when socialism is established..."
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