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Chapter 122: Butterfly Tattoo

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    The little nurse's hands were shaking, but thinking of her idol teacher watching, she suppressed her trembling hands and shaved the big cat's leg wound. Her movements were very light and gentle, but she still couldn't restrain her trembling  .

    Whenever he was shaking, he would accidentally catch the big cat's fur. Usually the big cat is very strong, but after traveling through mountains and rivers, he came to Xu Bao's side, just like finding his mother's child with great difficulty, screaming and acting like a baby.

    Xu Bao can understand it naturally, but the little nurse can't understand it. She always thinks that the tiger will eat herself as soon as it crows, so the movements of her hands are even more disordered, and everyone around her feels pain when she looks at it. How can this be treating a wound?  It was to sprinkle salt on the wound, but in the end there was no other way, so Xu Bao had to do it, and the little nurse guided him from a distance.

    After the instruction, the little nurse hurried away sweating profusely, feeling ashamed to see her idol, and regretted her cowardice just now.

    Next, the little nurse became more honest. When Xu Bao went to help again, she changed her previous impatience and taught very carefully.

    "Yes, that's how it is sewed, one stitch up, one stitch down, good, good, very good!"¡ª¡ªIt sounds like one person is teaching another how to make clothes, but the actual situation is:

    A soldier looked at his leg with a pale face, the blood was rushing, the careful little nurse was still there tirelessly instructing, but the beautiful teacher's wife was holding a needle and threading the thread, and was unwilling to pull it out after it was stuck into the flesh.  After pulling it out, he didn't want to stick it in anymore. The soldier's face became whiter and his lips turned purple, and he shouted tremblingly, "Okay, are you"

    The little nurse gave him a blank look, and criticized: "We are serious and responsible!"

    The soldier fell silent, looking sadly at the teacher's wife who continued to sew stitches under the guidance of the little nurse. This was Xiaobao's first real patient, so Xiaobao was very serious and thought about every stitch.  long time¡­¡­

    In the end, the soldier lost too much blood and passed out. Without the noise of the soldiers, Xiao Bao could finally concentrate on stitching.

    The little soldier suffered only a small injury, which could be healed with less than ten stitches normally, but Xu Bao forced him to sew more than fifty stitches, and a living butterfly came out, following this little soldier all his life,  Later, the great-grandson of the little soldier born in the 90s stretched out his arm to show him, showing off: "Grandpa, look, my tattoo is cool, cool!"

    The little soldier gave his great-grandson a blank look, rolled up his trouser legs in an old-fashioned way, and stretched his legs in front of his great-grandson-the post-90s saw it, and immediately shut up obediently.  I no longer show off my tattoos, it turns out that my great-grandpa is so trendy, and my own tattoos are tattooed, but my great-grandfather actually sewed them into the flesh.

    "Great-grandfather must have been at the forefront of fashion when he was young!" said the great-grandson, looking at the little soldier with admiration.

    The little soldier was already deaf, and vaguely heard the word "front line", thinking he was referring to the anti-Japanese front line, nodded and said: "Yes, I was always on the front line at that time"

    Since then, the soldiers have been very contradictory. Although they like the beautiful and lovely teacher's wife to visit them, they all trembled when they saw the butterflies on the little soldier's legs, and they all looked at the little nurse sadly¡ª"  It's a good thing you did, just let the teacher's wife come over to play like before, why teach her to work!"

    The poor little nurse was shot again!

    In the end, there were butterflies on the arms, legs, backs, and shoulders of the soldiers. They couldn't take it anymore, so they sent a representative to find the division commander, and offered a tactful suggestion: Can the division commander's wife not come to the wounded barracks again?  They helped, and they collectively thanked the teacher.

    Wu Anguo was curious. Recently, I saw that the little girl was very energetic, and she got up at dawn. Could it be that she got into trouble again?

    Seeing the division commander frowning, the soldier representative stretched out his arm in fear that the division commander would be unhappy. On it was a lifelike butterfly the big wound in the middle happened to be the butterfly's body, but the surrounding area, he was obviously not injured Hard  With two extra wings, he looked at the teacher with tears in his eyes.

    His mouth was trembling, and finally he said: "Master, I was originally a man of seven feet, until I got a sword in my arm"

    Wu Anguo also nodded embarrassingly. He understands, he really understands, how proud it is for a big man to roll up his sleeves and show his strong arms.  Embroidering a butterfly like this

    He patted the soldier on the shoulder and said, "Go back, I will take care of it."

    So at night, in the division commander's barracks, Wu Anguo came back from the battle and worked hard to pay the public rations.  Poor Master Wu has just been injured, and soon, he will be exercising vigorously.asked naively.

    If Mr. Wu heard it right now, he would vomit blood. Cannons are such an important strategic material. Think about it on your knees. Cannons are a thousand times more expensive than meat. You actually gave up cannons for meat

    But Master Wu must not be able to hear him. He is right in front of him right now, and it is too late to save his life from being bombed by the Japanese. The Japanese guns are different, several levels higher than theirs. If things go on like this, my group of people will be cannon fodder  Delivered to the door was bombed.

    ?Mr. Wu's eyes were reddened by the explosion, but the order from his superiors was there, to kill a group and kill another group.  No retreat is allowed, unless everyone is killed by the bomb, otherwise those who retreat will be killed by their own soldiers behind first.

    There is no way, the battlefield is like this, there is no sympathy and no accommodation, he can only grit his teeth and command his own soldiers to die.

    Xu Bao looked at so many cannons, which were more than his elder brother produced, so he couldn't move them away. He thought for a while and said, "There is a way, let's fire the cannons too. After firing these cannons, they will probably be pushed down the mountain."  The frame is unusable."

    After hearing this, Erhu nodded quickly and said in agreement: "Okay, okay, I like playing high-tech the most. When I go back, I will tell my mother that I often play cannons in the army."

    But where should the call go?

    Xu Bao also had no sense of direction, but since he came from behind, it was impossible to hit the back, and he would hit himself, so it was better to fight forward.

    The Japanese cannons have a long range and strong explosive power.

    Once the direction is determined, we start firing

    On the other side of the mountain, the Japanese Koizumi Yelang is enjoying the gentle massage of Doi Motoyoko's back with a pair of small hands, and from time to time he holds the binoculars and looks ahead with a smile on his face.  Watching the Chinese look like idiots, group after group ran to the range of his artillery battalion, were bombed by him for nothing, and died

    The artillery battalion of the Empire of Japan is the most powerful!  Koizumi Yelang is very proud. As long as the artillery battalion is here, he can bask in the sun and watch the scenery here every day, enjoy massages and win big battles.

    He never thought about the need to look back with a binoculars. If he looked, he would find that there were several cannons behind him, adjusting their direction, facing his artillery battalion, ready to fire

    Erhu: "Madam, can I order?"

    Xu Bao looked at it, nodded and said: "It's all right, hurry up, after finishing shooting these cannons, we still have to find meat to eat!" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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