Chapter 1172

"She's fine. She's less injured than you. She just suffered a little skin injury and had a concussion like you, but she's much better than you. I heard from the doctor that if you didn't wear a helmet last night, maybe now you'd have no chance to lie in the hospital bed, but sent to the morgue." Heiniu said to Qin Fei with a happy face.

Qin Fei asked, "so where is major Michelle now?"

"She?" nurse Heiniu said, "I saw her just now. It seems that her mental state is not very good..."

The operation failed, and the casualties must be very serious. Of course, Michelle will not be in a good mood as the person in charge of the operation.

Qin Fei doesn't know what mi17 is to deal with officers like Michelle. However, as an intelligence agency, Michelle has followed the process in yesterday's operation, but there are also risk factors involved.

If there is an investigation and hearing afterwards, she may still have to bear some responsibility.

Thinking of this, Qin Fei couldn't help feeling pity for Michelle.

In fact, the major of mi17 really didn't do anything wrong. At least since he cooperated with her, Qin Fei felt that no one was more serious and responsible than her in pursuing the Holy City Army of takaichi Kawasaki.

After all, Michelle just lacks a little luck.

However, military operations are more or less lucky. Even the military genius of the founding general can not always go far in his life, nor can he win every battle in his life.

"By the way, nurse, I want to ask one thing." Qin Fei said.

Nurse Heiniu really had a good impression on Qin Fei. She didn't refuse anything Qin Fei asked. She nodded directly and said, "ask, I'll tell you what I know."

"The wounded and after the operation last night..." speaking of this, Qin Fei couldn't bear to say the words "the dead". After hesitating for a moment, he said, "I want to know how many operation members were killed last night..."

Referring to the death list, the black girl nurse's face darkened when she saw it.

"A total of 32 people were sent in last night, including you. Nine were saved, and the others..."

At this point, black girl sighed, didn't go on, and then comforted Qin Fei: "babe, don't be too sad. Although I don't know you, you are all soldiers. I can see that you must be people of special forces. I admire you very much. You are heroes!"

Then he gave Qin Fei a strong encouragement with his eyes.

"I have to be busy. If you have something to do, press the first aid bell, and I will appear soon."

After that, the black girl turned and twisted her two big basketball balls and walked out of the ward.

Qin Fei sat on the bed and thought for a while.

Of the 32 people, only nine were rescued. All of them must have been injured. The extent of their injuries is unknown, but 23 people died. It's a matter of nailing on an iron plate.

23 human lives, 23 world-class members of special forces

SAS Royal special air service

SASR special forces

Each of them is one in a million elites. They all die with an explosion.

This action can only be described as a heavy loss.

Qin Fei thought and thought on the hospital bed, and finally fell asleep inadvertently.

When I woke up again, it seemed to be dusk.

The curtain was opened by a crack, and Qin Fei could vaguely see the golden setting sun outside the window.

He tried to move his hands and feet, which seemed much better than in the morning.

His body has been subjected to long-term rigorous exercise. Of course, the physique of special forces is much stronger than that of ordinary people, and his recovery ability is naturally much stronger.

He took the water cup on the head cabinet, drank water, moistened his dry lips, and then tried to get out of bed.

That's all right.

The joint doesn't hurt as much 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 faint pain in some parts of the body, he acted as usual.

Qin Fei held the wall and got used to walking.

After all, after a concussion, the human body is easy to lose its sense of balance and fall down.

Out of the ward, Qin Fei walked straight along the corridor.

He doesn't know where he's going or what he should do. His mind is in a mess and he can't think at all. It seems that this damage to his brain will last for a few days, which is really annoying.

When he got to the nurse station, he didn't see the black girl nurse, otherwise Qin Fei could continue to ask her for some updated information.

When several white nurses saw Qin Fei, they just looked more and didn't stop or ask.

Suddenly, the first aid light in the nurse station came on, and then a white nurse rushed into the ICU. After a while, it seemed that the whole floor was busy.

The nurses and doctors seemed to emerge from the ground and all ran towards the ICU.

Qin Fei followed them slowly towards ICU.

When he arrived at the ICU, he was stopped by a nurse: "sorry, rescue is being carried out here. Please stop."

Qin Fei pointed inside and asked, "was it the soldier sent in with me last night?"

"Well," the white nurse nodded.

Qin Fei asked, "who is it?"

"A captain named Clark," said the nurse.

Qin Fei asked, "what's his situation?"

"It's very bad. There are more fractures, internal bleeding and serious burns..." the nurse said, with a smaller and smaller voice: "the doctor has been working hard, but the situation is not optimistic. There have been several cardiac arrest since last night, all of which have been rescued."

Qin Fei couldn't help feeling sad. Clark and himself met several times on the amphibious attack ship. He was a standard professional soldier with first-class quality, loyalty and courage.

It's a pity

It seems that another one will be added to the list of 23 people killed in action.

Qin Fei didn't want to stay here. He asked the nurse, "do you know where major Michelle's ward is?"

"Go ahead, turn right at the end, and then the third one."

Qin Fei left slowly with a heavy step. Perhaps the best thing to do now is to comfort Michelle.

Those were her subordinates. So many people died. Every life was a mountain on Michelle's shoulder. I don't know when it will completely crush her.

The corridor of more than 30 meters seemed to have walked for half a century. Qin Fei turned the corner, came to Michelle's room and knocked on the door.

No one answered inside. Qin Fei grabbed the doorknob and twisted it gently. The door opened.

The layout of the room is the same as your own, but the bed is empty. Michelle is gone