Chapter 1168: It is easier said than done!

The first thousand one hundred and sixty-eight chapters say that it is easy to do difficult!
"What's wrong?" Morrie thundered.
"There is too much blood loss, we can't do anything about it." An attending doctor shook his head in regret.
At the same time, Mike rushed over with the help of several nurses. His shoulders were covered with heavy gauze. Even so, his face is still very pale.
Mike, who has broken his arm, wants to recover. It’s hard to achieve it without a year and a half.
"Mom!" Mike heard a word, slamming on the wall.
In the operating room, the American army that failed to rescue was not someone else, it was Wells! Colonel Mike's adjutant, brother!
When the headquarters of the base was encircled, Wells was blown off his right leg. Although I did an emergency hemostasis and bandage, I was able to go to the hospital and missed the golden treatment time. I died on the operating table...
Xiao Zheng held down Mike, who was out of control, and said: "Mike, calm down!"
"The war is destined to be sacrificed! But this, we won!"
"Do you think Wills will regret it? He won't!"
"If you give him a chance to return, he will still join the anti-terrorist team without hesitation!"
Xiao Zheng’s consolation made the doctors and nurses present awe.
Is this a soldier?
Is this the soldier who helps them eliminate terrorists?
Several nurses shed tears of movement. Humbling out.
A whole day of treatment. Most of the wounded who were admitted to this hospital were successfully separated from the dangerous period. But the three fighters, including Wells, still couldn't get through. He died on the operating table.
For a time, the whole hospital was covered with a thick haze. Stifling.
In the ward.
Xiao Zheng accompanied Mike, who was somewhat out of control. I ordered a cigarette and said with relief: "Don't think about it. It's all gone. The most important thing we have at the moment is to bring the living warriors home."
Mike’s face was gloomy, and he gnashed his teeth:
I killed them! It’s me who killed Wells!

Xiao Zheng heard that there was a bitter bitterness on his face. No words.
"If I make up my mind at the beginning, they will not be hurt, and will not sacrifice!" Colonel Mike trembled: "Big me!"
His arm was also blown up by the Boy Scouts.
But he is not angry because of this!
The death toll of the US military is nearly one hundred and fifty, twice that of the Chinese army. As Mike said, if he is more fierce and not bound by morality, the death toll of the US military must be controlled within one hundred.
This is why Mike is angry and angry!
Xiao Zheng did not speak. Or maybe he doesn't know how to persuade Mike.
All troops face the same problems, including the Huaxia Army.
They are very clear that once they decide not to kill the Boy Scouts, they are destined to cause more casualties. But all the leaders and anti-terrorist fighters have reached a tacit agreement in silence.
Because they are warriors!
Not a hangman!
How did they extend the sickle of death to the Boy Scouts?
If it weren’t for the heinous boy scouts, they would attack the anti-terrorist fighters at the last minute. No matter whether it is the Huaxia Army or the US Army, it will not be a problem for this group of brainwashed boy scouts.
Xiao Zheng took a cigarette and knew that Mike needed time to digest. It will not bother him anymore. Back to the base by night.
The cremation is scheduled for tomorrow afternoon.
Because each unit needs a detailed list of deaths. The workload of cremation of 500 people is indeed not small. Therefore, General Hill gave Xiao Zheng back to the base in advance. He personally urged this piece.
"how about it?"
Xiao Zhenggang entered the base and hundreds of soldiers surrounded him. Most of them are Huaxia Army. Bai En also led a group of Russian troops to come to him.
"There are three brothers who have not been rescued." Xiao Zheng said with a dignified expression. "The other fighters are out of danger."
This is good news for the soldiers who have been waiting for a long time. No one is happy.
Because in the hospital, on the second battlefield, three more soldiers died...
The soldiers are silent. Instead, Bai En shouted: "Don't cry! This is not bad news!"
After all, he strode back to the dormitory. I did not ask in detail which army the three soldiers who sacrificed were.
For the current soldiers, no matter which country they are from, they are all comrades who died together. Where is the so-called national border?
This is the battlefield, this is the military.
After returning to the dormitory, Jiang Qing reported to Xiao Zhenghui: "The soldiers had dinner and went back to the dormitory to rest. But when I patrolled, I saw some soldiers crying."
"Normal scene." Xiao Zheng ordered a cigarette and licked his lips. "As long as you can control your emotions, it's not a big problem."
After a pause, Xiao Zheng continued: "But after returning to China, psychological experts must be arranged to provide psychological counseling to each participating warrior. If the root cause falls, it will form a permanent trauma."
"Well, I know." Jiang Qing nodded and saw Xiao Zheng smoked again, and did not ask. Instead, he reached for his hand and asked for one.
Xiao Zheng did not refuse, handed her a cigarette and helped her to ignite.
This time, Jiang Qing did not cough, but still did not smoke. Just let the smoke hit a bit in the mouth and spit it out.
"How?" Xiao Zheng took a cigarette and asked him calmly.
"Well?" Jiang Qing slightly lifted. The beautiful face passed a touch of color.
"No problem?" Xiao Zheng asked.
"Nothing." Jiang Qing shook his head.
Nothing?
How could it be ok?
Thousands of brothers were sacrificed overnight. There are still many soldiers lying in the hospital. Even if Jiang Qing is stronger, it is impossible to be completely okay.
Xiao Zheng squirted a thick smoke: "If you have nothing to rest early. Tomorrow morning, you have to send the brethren to the final journey." After a pause, Xiao Zheng continued. "Every team can bring a few people. There are too many people, and it is easy to get out of the situation."
"Yeah. I know." Jiang Qing nodded.
After taking two, she annihilated the cigarette.
She found that the mood at the moment was not relieved by cigarettes.
"Good night." Xiao Zheng also annihilated the cigarette. Get up and get ready to go out.
"Xiao Zheng." Jiang Qing suddenly shouted.
"Well?" Xiao Zheng turned and looked at Jiang Qing with curiosity.
"If you let me go again, how would you choose?" Jiang Qing asked with a complex expression.
Xiao Zheng heard the words and laughed out loud.
This problem may be plaguing everyone. Including Xiao Zheng.
As for answering the question at the hospital, Mike gave the answer. Can you really let him choose again?
"It’s all gone." Xiao Zheng tried to relax his mind and said with a heavy heart. "good night."
Hey.
In the moment when Xiao Zhengguan went to the door, Jiang Qing’s eyes burst into tears.
Xiao Zheng has no answer.
She did not.
Maybe someone will give the answer like Mike.
But there are some things that are not easy to say and difficult to do?