In the teahouse less than two hundred meters away from the hotel, Zhou Weiguo and Xiao Ya were also staring at the Tongshan Hotel.
Xiao Ya elegantly put down the tea cup and looked at the time; "There are still ten seconds."
Ten seconds. It arrived in an instant. It was less than a moment after Xiao Ya's words fell.
There was a sudden bang, like thunder. Countless pieces of soil suddenly rose into the air from below the hotel. The soil scattered in all directions, sweeping away everything around it.
The Tongshan Hotel suddenly collapsed less than two seconds after the explosion.
And then, like a strong wind, dust began to spread unbridled in all directions.
It’s done.
Xiao Ya looked at the collapsed hotel with joy, and then looked at Zhou Weiguo.
Zhou Weiguo calmly did not look over there, but picked up the tea cup as if thinking about something.
"What's wrong? You don't seem happy at all." Xiao Ya walked up to him and asked in confusion.
Zhou Weiguo put down the tea cup and shook his head slightly: "Of course I am happy, but I was thinking about something just now."
thing?
Xiao Yu sat on the edge in confusion; "What are you thinking about, so absorbed in it?"
Zhou Weiguo stood up and pointed at the fallen hotel; "I was wondering, if these officers were not dead, would they have been sent to the hospital?"
That's for sure. If the Japanese officers who didn't die were not sent to the hospital, where would they be sent? We couldn't just let them die here.
Xiao Ya followed Zhou Weiguo's meaning. But suddenly, she understood.
Zhou Weiguo in front of him was unhappy and wanted to take advantage of the chaos to sneak into the crowd of people at the hospital for rescue and then go to the hospital.
"You don't want to go to the hospital anymore, do you?" Xiao Ya's words were affirmed by Zhou Weiguo.
Zhou Weiguo indeed had such thoughts.
Now that the Tongshan Hotel has collapsed, chaos is inevitable. No matter how many people are rescued, the only way he can escape is to go to the hospital.
In this case, why don't you go to the hospital? Why can't you take care of these seriously injured officers?
"Living is also a kind of pain. We in China have always been kind to others. Even if we are enemies, we try to consider them from their point of view. Life is not as good as death. What do you think?"
He didn't wait for Xiao Ya to speak, but pointed, "Let's go to the hospital and act as doctors and nurses."
Who knows where they got the white coats and masks, and who knows, they killed the two unlucky Japanese soldiers and threw them into the stinking ditch.
By the time they entered the outside of the Tongshan Hotel carrying the medicine boxes with red crosses painted on them, doctors and medical staff from the Tongshan Japanese Army Field Hospital had already arrived.
Under the chaotic scene, there were corpses dragged out by the Japanese troops from time to time, and there were screams of pain all over the sky.
The two of them walked inside without even being stopped by the sentry.
But before the two of them got close, a captain on the side had already stopped them: "Doctor, please come here, there are seriously injured people here."
Xiao Ya couldn't understand, but Zhou Weiguo could. He pulled Xiaoya, who was carrying the box next to him, to the captain and asked, "What's going on?"
No matter where you are, the soldiers know that you cannot offend the military doctors, because you cannot be sure what will happen to you if you bully others when you enter the hospital. If there is a personal grudge that is too big, I am afraid your life will not be saved.
If you throw it on the battlefield, you have to throw it in a field hospital.
There are assassins on the battlefield, and there are also assassins in field hospitals.
The captain looked at Zhou Weiguo in front of him and pointed to a major officer lying on the ground; "He is seriously injured. Please ask a doctor to take a look and give him an infusion immediately."
Infusion?
How could he do this? Not to mention infusions, even injections. Zhou Weiguo frowned slightly and squatted on the ground to look around pretendingly.
Poor, this major must have had his legs hit by a falling stone, breaking them alive. Now his legs were bloody and bloody, and the officer was lying motionless on the stretcher with a pale face.
"Carry him to a flat and quiet place. I will treat him right away." Zhou Weiguo opened his mouth slightly, and the two soldiers followed his instructions and carried the man to a relatively flat place, put him down and left.
Zhou Weiguo looked at the people on the ground and turned his head slightly, lowering his voice: "No, how can I infuse this?"
Xiao Ya looked around and no one paid attention to this voice and said in a low voice: "You won't just insert a needle and insert it casually. Do you really want to be rescued?"
It makes sense, but I was confused. I asked this white coat to replace me, and I really thought it was an angel in white.
He is a complete villain himself.
"I almost forgot that I'm here to kill people, not save them."
After Zhou Weiguo finished speaking, he motioned for Xiao Ya to stand up and block him. He broke the young master's neck with a single click and stood up and sighed, "He is seriously injured and has passed away. You have a good journey."
Xiao Ya wanted to laugh at Zhou Weiguo's act of silence, but couldn't. She could only follow him and lower her voice in a decent manner: "You are really a cat crying and a mouse pretending to be merciful. You can still kill people."
Let him have a good journey."
"Living is not painful. Such a useless person will not have any good results for them. I just gave his family a little more pension. He will be grateful to me even after he dies."
This kind of nonsense left Xiao Ya speechless and she could only accompany Zhou Weiguo to go inside.
Along the way, we also rescued many people, but those who didn't handle them all died in their hands without exception.
Firstly, because these two people have no medical skills at all, and secondly, because they have no intention of saving him at all.
Anyway, whoever sends it will die.
Here we go again, and I don’t know who the unlucky guy is.
Zhou Weiguo, who had just executed a man, glanced at the two civilians in the distance who must have been captured to serve as stretcher bearers, and then looked sideways at Xiao Ya, who was playing with the syringe.
Because just now, Xiao Ya ran to see the actions of the medical soldier not far away, ran over and stabbed the person to death with a needle.
She just didn't understand why the other party died like this, which she really saw. It didn't make sense at all.
The expression on his face is whether his needle is fake.
"You pushed air into someone's face. If he doesn't die, what are you waiting for?" Seeing Xiao Ya's confused look on her face, Zhou Weiguo could only explain?
Air?
Xiao Ya said "Oh" and didn't care. She pointed at the stretcher that had come over and waved, indicating that the person would be sent here.
When the two civilians who called for stretcher bearers saw that they were Japanese soldiers, they knew they could not afford to offend them, so they had no choice but to carry the person over.
Xiao Ya carelessly took out a syringe of air and was about to go up and strike. However, she squatted on the ground and took a look but turned her head in frustration: "Wei Guo, I can't strike at this guy."
