"She's fine. She was less injured than you. She just suffered some skin trauma. She had a concussion just like you, but her condition is much better than you. I heard the doctor said that if you hadn't been wearing a helmet last night, maybe now you would
There is no chance to lie on the hospital bed, but to be sent to the morgue." Hei Niu said to Qin Fei happily.
Qin Fei asked: "So, where is Major Michel now?"
"Her?" the black girl nurse said, "I saw her just now. It seems that her mental condition is not good..."
The operation failed, and the casualties must have been serious. Michelle, as the person in charge of the operation, would certainly not be in a good mood.
Qin Fei didn't know what kind of organization mi17 was to deal with officers in situations like Michelle's. However, as an intelligence agency, although Michelle had followed the procedures in yesterday's operation, there were also elements of risk involved.
If there are subsequent investigations and hearings, she may still have to bear some responsibility.
Thinking of this, Qin Fei couldn't help but feel pity for Michelle.
In fact, this mi17 major really did nothing wrong. At least since he cooperated with her, Qin Fei felt that no one was more serious and responsible than her in pursuing Kawasaki Ryuichi's Holy City Army.
In the final analysis, Michelle just lacked a little luck.
However, military operations involve luck to a certain extent. Even military geniuses like the founding generals cannot always go far in their lives, nor can they win every battle in their lives.
"By the way, nurse, I want to ask you something." Qin Fei said.
The nurse Hei Niu seemed to have a really good impression of Qin Fei. She didn't refuse Qin Fei's questions. She just nodded and said, "Ask me. I'll tell you what I know."
"The wounded after last night's operation and..." Speaking of this, Qin Fei couldn't bear to say the words "people killed in action". After hesitating for a moment, he said: "I want to know how many operations were sent in last night.
The team member died..."
When the death list was mentioned, the black girl nurse's face suddenly darkened.
"A total of thirty-two people were sent in last night, including you, and nine were rescued. The others..."
At this point, Hei Niu sighed and said no more, then comforted Qin Fei and said: "Baby, don't be too sad. Although I don't know you well, you are all soldiers, and I can see that.
You must all be members of the special forces, I admire you very much, you are heroes!"
After saying that, he gave Qin Fei a strong encouragement with his eyes.
"I have to go and get busy. If you need anything, just press the emergency bell and I will appear soon."
After saying that, the black girl turned around and walked out of the ward, twisting her two big blue balls.
Qin Fei sat on the bed and thought for a long time.
Of the thirty-two people, only nine were rescued. All nine must have been injured. The extent of the injuries was unknown, but it was a certainty that twenty-three people were dead.
Twenty-three lives, twenty-three world-class special forces members...
SAS Royal Special Air Service...
sasr special forces...
Each one was an elite one in a million, and they were all killed in a single explosion.
This operation can only be described as heavy losses.
Qin Fei thought about it again and again on the hospital bed, and finally fell asleep inadvertently.
When I woke up again, it seemed to be dusk.
The curtains were opened a crack, and Qin Fei could vaguely see the golden setting sun outside the window through the crack.
He tried to move his hands and feet, and the situation seemed much better than in the morning.
His body has undergone rigorous training for a long time. The physique of a special forces soldier is certainly much stronger than that of ordinary people, and his recovery ability is naturally much stronger.
He picked up the water glass on the bedside table, drank some water, moistened his dry lips, and then tried to get out of bed.
no problem.
The joints are not as painful as before. Maybe the doctor here used some analgesic ingredients.
Qin Fei pulled out the needle on the back of his hand and stood up slowly.
Fortunately, except for some vague pain in some parts of my body, I can move as normal.
Qin Fei held on to the wall and slowly got used to walking.
After all, after a concussion, the human body easily loses its sense of balance and falls easily.
After walking out of the ward, Qin Fei walked forward along the corridor.
He didn't know where he was going or what he should do. His mind was in chaos and he couldn't think at all. It seemed that this kind of damage to his brain would last for a few days, which was really upsetting.
When he walked to the nurse's station, he didn't see the black nurse, otherwise Qin Fei could continue to ask her for some updated news.
When several white nurses saw Qin Fei, they just looked at him a few more times and did not step forward to stop or ask questions.
Suddenly, the emergency light in the nurse station came on, and then a white nurse rushed into the ICU. After a while, the entire floor seemed to be busy.
The nurses and doctors seemed to have emerged from the ground, and they all rushed towards the ICU.
Qin Fei slowly followed them towards the ICU.
When he arrived in the ICU, he was stopped by a nurse: "I'm sorry, there is a rescue operation going on here, please stop."
Qin Fei pointed inside and asked, "Are they the soldiers who were sent in with me last night?"
"Yeah." The white nurse nodded.
Qin Fei asked: "Who is it?"
"A Captain named Clark," the nurse said.
Qin Fei asked: "How is he doing?"
"It's very bad, multiple fractures, internal bleeding, severe burns..." the nurse said, her voice getting smaller and smaller: "The doctors have been working hard, but the situation is no longer optimistic. It has happened several times since last night.
Even if his heart stopped beating, he would be rescued."
Qin Fei couldn't help but feel a little sad. Clark had met him several times on the amphibious assault ship. He was a standard professional soldier with first-rate quality, loyalty and bravery.
It's a pity...
It seems that one more person will be added to the list of twenty-three people killed in action.
Qin Fei didn't want to stay here anymore, so he asked the nurse: "Do you know where Major Michelle's ward is?"
"Go forward, turn right at the end, and there is the third room."
Qin Fei left slowly with heavy steps. Perhaps the most important thing to do now is to comfort Michelle.
Those were all the subordinates under her command. So many people died. Every life was like a mountain weighing on Michelle's shoulders. She didn't know when she would be completely crushed.
After walking down the thirty-meter corridor for half a century, Qin Fei turned the corner, came to Michelle's room, reached out and knocked on the door.
No one answered inside. Qin Fei grabbed the doorknob, twisted it gently, and the door opened.
The layout of the room is the same as mine, but the bed is empty, and Michelle is missing... (To be continued)