Chapter 2717 Life Hangs on a Thread

It is not uncommon for someone to suddenly rush into a busy field hospital and shout "Hurry up and save someone". At least the doctors and nurses who are busy in the hospital are used to it.

"Don't get excited, comrade! What happened? Tell me the details first."

A young doctor who was closest to the hospital took the initiative to step forward and received the uninvited guest who was shouting to save someone as soon as he entered the door.

It was not just the major who rushed into the field hospital. There was also a whole team of fully armed soldiers accompanying him, and the body on the stretcher whose life and death was unknown.

"He was shot! Multiple bullets hit the torso, but he is still breathing! Hurry up and save him! Quick!"

Multiple bullets hit the torso?

The moment he heard the news, his eyes immediately became strange.

The young doctor who didn't have time to say anything immediately bypassed the major in front of him and came to the stretcher. At a glance, he saw a chest full of blood.

"Go to the operating room! This way, hurry up!"

Time is life. Even a one-second time difference may result in life or death.

The young doctor who confirmed the situation did not dare to be negligent and immediately called several nearby nurses to send the patient to the operating room. '6' '9' 's' 'h' 'u' 'x' '.' 'c' 'o' 'm'

No matter whether they are soldiers or doctors, everyone who can help should help. Everyone should rush to help. The young doctor who seemed to be the leader did not forget to give orders to a nearby nurse.

"Go and find Anya. I will perform the operation myself. Please ask Dr. Shevalov to come and help. Hurry!"

The nurse who was given the order hurried to call for help, and the stretcher was also sent to the operating room by everyone. The major and his soldiers could not move forward after reaching the door of the operating room. They could only send him here. If they had nothing else to do in the remaining time, they could only wait at the door.

The leading young doctor hurried over and quickly changed into surgical gowns and came back not long after. He was about to rush into the operating room, but he was stopped by the leading major.

"Doctor, please save him! This person is not one of us. He is a journalist from the United States. If he is... please save him!"

From the major's meaning, it seems that he didn't know how to say something, or he didn't know whether he should say it or not. In the end, he swallowed it back and didn't mention it.

Of course, the young doctor who could see this situation, regardless of whether he was curious about it or not, did not have time to ask questions here.

At the same time, a figure jogging from behind the major in front of him had entered the field of vision. The only thing he could give at the moment when the operation was about to begin was this short sentence.

"We will try our best. This is the only guarantee I can give you."

""

The major and his soldiers stood there and had no time to speak. The figure who came from behind them passed by.

"Anya, you are here. Let's start now. The patient's condition is very critical."

The major who was left at the door had no chance to say anything. The door of the operating room was completely closed as the female nurse rushed in.

The major who rushed all the way here had time to calm down and think about it until now.

Think about the intense things that happened not long ago, and what to do if the worst result occurs soon.

"What are you going to do? This matter will be known to many people soon, especially the division commander. There must be an explanation and explanation."

There was also a captain in the team accompanying the major. It seemed that he should be his deputy and had a good personal relationship with him. After everyone had finished all the things they should do, and could only "do their best and leave it to fate", they began to take the initiative to care about the major's personal problems and asked questions.

"To be honest, I don't know, damn Suka! I'm still confused, everything happened too suddenly! Damn it!"

"If I had realized earlier that something was wrong, all this could have been avoided! I had a chance to save him, but in the end it ended up like this. Why did I make a mistake at this most critical moment!? I failed the expectations and trust of the division commander, damn it! Damn it!!!"

As the head of security appointed by Malashenko himself, Major Kovanov at this moment has never hated himself as much as he does now.

He hated why he failed at the critical moment, missed opportunities, and misjudged the situation, which led to the current situation.

Major Kovanov, who was leaning against the wall and slowly sitting on the ground, took off his helmet. His head had been completely wet with sweat, and now all his hair was wet and stuck together. His whole face was full of decadence and terrible, and he looked like a monster.

The captain next to him probably understood Major Kovanov's mood at the moment. As an eyewitness of the incident, he certainly understood the whole thing, and was even more unwilling to watch his superior and good brother blame himself and become decadent. He then squatted down and took the initiative to put his hand on his old friend's shoulder and slowly spoke.

"No one expected that situation to happen at that time, not only you, but I didn't expect it at all."

"The situation on the battlefield is urgent, bullets have no eyes, and the situation changes rapidly. No one can be sure of being foolproof. Moreover, you are responsible for leading the team, and I am the one responsible for the implementation. If there is a problem, it is mostly due to my inadequate protection. You can't bear this matter alone."

"Besides, given the situation at that time, isn't the main responsibility the American himself? If he had listened to us and done what we said, how could he end up like this?"

"If you ask me, let's explain the whole story clearly and tell Comrade Division Commander everything. I believe Comrade Division Commander will understand and believe us. Don't worry too much. It's impossible for you to kill all your people for a mere American, right? Don't you think so?"

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Major Kovanov, who was sitting against the wall and taking a few deep breaths, shook his head slowly. If he only cared about these things, he wouldn't end up like this now.

"I don't care about these things, I care about him, the American boy named David."

"You can see that his injuries are too serious. I can't convince myself that he can come down from the operating table alive. What I'm afraid of is not taking responsibility, but a good man shouldn't lose his life here. This war and everything that happened here have nothing to do with him. He shouldn't be involved!"

"But now, a disabled soldier may die in such a way that he is used as a tool by beasts."