"Reinforcements! They're saying reinforcements from Tianfu City will arrive soon!" The lieutenant clutched the communicator between his shoulder and cheek, hurriedly helping the sergeant bandage his wound as he spoke excitedly.
"Don't be stupid, we're over forty kilometers away from the city here, and the nearest battalion garrison is more than seventy kilometers away... By the time they get here, it'll be too late!" the sergeant said.
Veins bulged on his forehead, the pain of having a whole foot severed was unimaginable, yet this tough old man, nearly fifty, didn't even let out a groan of pain.
"Morphine! Who's got morphine? Bring me a shot of morphine!" The lieutenant's hands were covered in blood as he frantically rummaged through his portable medical kit, but for some reason, the morphine syringe that should have been standard in any field medic kit was nowhere to be found.
"Damn, where's the morphine gone..."
