My own war game

Chapter 291 Fifteen Minutes of Destiny
Boom! Dang~~
He Chi used a crowbar to knock off the hospital door lock.

A table in the clinic was cleared, and pens, seals and other things on it fell to the ground with a clatter. Benjamin, who had lost consciousness, was placed on it.

Looking around, the place was in a mess. It was obvious that the people here left in a hurry and did not have time to pack up.

Fortunately, neither the hemostatic forceps nor other instruments were taken away, and even alcohol and a little anti-inflammatory medicine were found in the cabinet.

But luck couldn't always be on their side. When He Chi arrived at the blood bank below the hospital, he only found one bag of suitable plasma.

"Benjamin said he has type B blood, and there are only 400CC of compatible blood. I'm type A, so I can't give him a blood transfusion." He Chi hung the plasma on the hanger and looked back at Christine.

"I am also type A." The female intelligence officer also showed an anxious look on her face.

"That's all we can do. I'll try my best, and leave the rest to the goddess of fate." He Chi began to boil water with an alcohol lamp to disinfect the equipment, and Christine automatically took the position of assistant.

He Chi, who was concentrating on the surgery, probably forgot that there are three goddesses of fate in Norse mythology, and the youngest sister, Shikoti, who is in charge of the future, is a little girl.

Therefore, the future is more like a little girl’s face, which can change at any time.

Just as he was performing the operation, footsteps were heard at the hospital gate, and about four or five soldiers walked in, surrounding a German man in a senior officer's uniform.

Christine was the first to notice what was happening outside. She turned around in horror and looked at He Chi, only to find that his operation was only halfway done.

"He, how long will it take to finish?" Christine asked anxiously.

"At least fifteen minutes. If we stop now, Benjamin will die." At this time, sweat was dripping from He Chi's temples. He was not afraid of the Germans opposite him, but if he started fighting now, it would be tantamount to giving up on Playboy completely.

How to do?
The female intelligence officer subconsciously tightened her grip on the pistol in her hand.

When Christine looked up, she suddenly saw the nurse's uniform hanging on the wall.

A scene from twenty years ago suddenly reappeared in her mind.
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Choltitz covered his left arm, sweat dripping from his head, but as an imperial admiral he still maintained his bottom line, gritting his teeth and enduring the pain without making a sound.

As he walked through the gate, a look of disappointment appeared on the adjutant's face. The place was in a mess. Was there really a doctor here?
"Something's happening!" The guard's shout made everyone alert, and some people subconsciously raised their submachine guns.

There was candlelight coming out of the room in the distance. The flickering light hit the wall, reflecting a huge figure that kept swaying, as if busy with something.

It was like something out of a horror story.

Several people slowly approached, and the soldier had already pulled the bolt of his gun.

"Surgery! Surgery! Just surgery! We can't live like this anymore!" A high-pitched female voice suddenly came from inside.

"Don't you see there's a war going on outside?! Everyone here has run away! You're the only one who's stupid enough to stay here and perform your surgery!"

"You haven't had a salary in months?! Have you ever brought money home? Why did I marry someone as stupid as you?"

"Work! Work! You run away after just a few days of meeting each other?! Do you still have me in your heart?!"

"Divorce! We're getting divorced starting today!"

The adjutant and the soldiers looked at each other. This complaining voice was out of tune with the surrounding environment and made the Germans feel a little at a loss for a moment.

The adjutant approached cautiously and looked inside through the door, only to see a man in a white doctor's uniform performing surgery on a table, while a woman in a nurse's uniform was chattering beside them.

Uh... a couple quarreling?
The adjutant automatically filled in his mind with such stories as the husband being obsessed with work and neglecting his wife, and then the couple getting into trouble and living apart and running away...

The submachine gun in her hand made a sound, which scared the woman who walked out of the door.

However, she was only stunned for a moment before she frowned and jumped up and down at the German army, shouting hysterically, "Are we going to ask that workaholic to deal with the trauma again? No way! We won't do it! Absolutely not!" "Madam, please calm down, please calm down first." The adjutant was involuntarily led off the rhythm by the other party, and his tone became polite.

"Some of our men are injured and need bandaging. Please ask your husband to help. Of course we will pay." The adjutant was obviously very smart. He lowered his posture without revealing the general's identity.

The woman looked at the money in the other person's hand, and her expression suddenly became lively. Then she shouted to the operating room, "Don't worry about what you have on hand, come and check this gentleman's injury!"

"Don't rush! Five minutes! It'll only take five minutes here!" The man inside responded in an impatient tone, emphasizing the word "five minutes" deliberately.

The woman gave the adjutant an awkward smile and said, "You see, he is such a rigid person. You don't know how hard it is for a woman like me to run around like this. If I don't take a little money to supplement the family expenses..."

"Okay, okay, ma'am, we can wait five minutes, that's no problem at all." The adjutant had to stop the other party from speaking any further.

The Germans then ordered the soldiers, "Go find some more lighting to make this place brighter."

The soldiers scattered, and the woman stood in front of the adjutant and kept chattering about some trivial topics.

At this time, He Chi had already started the final suture.

Boom boom boom!
There were hurried footsteps, and a soldier ran over with something in his hand, whispering in the adjutant's ear, "The locks in the warehouse were all broken open, and we found this inside..."

It was a men's coat that was pierced by bullets and covered in blood.

! ! ! ! !

The adjutant looked up and shouted, "Catch her! This woman is..."

Christine raised her hand and threw the tray in her hand at the German, then pulled out the pistol hidden underneath.

At the same time, He Chi completed the last operation, and a silver-white revolver appeared in his palm.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Puff puff puff!!!!!!

Ta-da! Ta-da! Ta-da!
Suddenly there were loud gunshots and flashes of fire in the corridor, but it soon quieted down in less than half a minute.

Five soldiers, including the adjutant, fell to the ground, and He Chi held a scalpel against Choltitz's neck to control him.

"Well done! Sinniel, you caught a big fish." He Chi turned around and praised.

No one answered from behind.

He Chi felt something was wrong and raised his voice to ask, "Sinniel, what's wrong with you?"

The female intelligence officer swayed where she was and pressed her lower abdomen with her hands, which were covered in blood.

"I, I don't feel well..."

Christine's body went limp and she fell down, and He Chi rushed forward and held her in his arms.

"I think I messed up..." Christine said weakly.
"But you can't blame me. I've missed you for twenty years, but I've never thought of quarreling with you..."

After saying this, boundless darkness came over her.

(End of this chapter)