Doomsday Mage Summons the Undead

Fifty kilometers west of South Zhili, inside the 104 Field Hospital.

This hospital is located on the battlefield that Nanzhili is constantly exploring. The outer wall of its building has been covered with traces of the battle and has cracks. It seems to be one of the victims of this battle.

These are the traces left by the earth-burrowing demon species.

Those devil cubs always appear in the rear areas to hunt in various unexpected ways.

As for how much defense force there is in this hospital that accommodates the injured who have retreated from the front line?

Almost nothing.

To be precise, if the surrounding areas of the hospital are excluded, the few disabled people sleeping drowsily against the damaged walls and holding primitive rifles can be considered a defensive force.

The defense strength of the 104 Field Hospital is indeed nothing else.

There are two main factors leading to this strange situation.

First, all the chosen ones with bronze rank and above have gone to the front line, and the mechanical soldiers that have been in continuous production have also gone to the front lines everywhere as soon as they leave the factory, looking for hope for the development of South Zhili. , Southern Zhili has no redundant armed forces at all.

Second, there are many such field hospitals in the hundreds of kilometers of waterways around South Zhili. The main function of these hospitals is to receive those injured in frontline battles. In the case of insufficient manpower, in the absence of medical treatment With less medicine, these hospitals, whose fundamental existence is to do their best to serve people, will naturally have no more defense power.

Every hospital nurse knows that people who enter here will have only one ending: death.

It's just a matter of sooner or later.

In fact, the situation in Nanzhili is already good.

At least Nanzhili only had to face the demons from three directions, and before Qi Lin left Nanzhili, he had cleared a lot of undead northward, which in disguise allowed Nanzhili to take advantage.

In addition, Qi Lin annihilated the demonic tide in one fell swoop. Based on the idea of ​​​​grabbing grass and hunting rabbits without sparing any one, a large number of demons were killed by Qi Lin's hands.

This also allowed Nanzhili to take advantage again.

While other cities rejoiced in overcoming the demonic tide with great difficulty, they had to face demonic species coming from all directions from time to time.

At least Nanzhili has a chance to breathe, and they can even go to the habitat of the demon species killed by Qi Lin to find some extraordinary materials to provide blood for self-improvement to a certain extent.

And other cities?

Not to mention setting up a field hospital to accommodate the wounded, it would be considered a good thing if they did not consume the supplies that the wounded sustained on their return trip due to lack of supplies.

In the face of disaster, everyone suffers.

The exterior of the hospital is in stark contrast to the interior. Simple tent-like field rooms are lined up in an endless queue all over the hospital.

Inside the many coffin-like small rooms was endless pain and suffering.

The room was filled with the smell of blood, and the groans of the injured filled the entire space.

Wounded soldiers were lying on simple beds one after another. If you look carefully, you can even see that the bed legs are still glowing with blue.

Qin Youyi walked into this field hospital. Because he was about to leave for a distant place, he wanted to see a soldier he had rescued before leaving.

That soldier belonged to Qi Shaohui's subordinates and was Qin Youyi's comrade-in-arms who had been eating and sleeping together since he came out of the secret realm.

When Qin Youyi, looking for his comrades, passes by each small room, his eyes always become darker when he glances at the scene in the room.

Some warriors' bodies were covered with scars of varying depths, as if the demon's claws had roared wantonly on their bodies.

Some soldiers were more seriously injured. Their skin was broken, blood was dripping, and the wounds were as deep as their bone marrow.

There are also some warriors whose wounds cannot be seen, but their eyes reveal deep pain. This must be because they have encountered demons from the casting side or the weird side.

Qin Youyi thought so, and his head, which had never been lowered, slowly lowered his head.

From what the previous nurse said, everyone here will eventually die.

Because the slightly injured will only stay on the front line and continue fighting after being briefly bandaged.

Only those who were seriously injured and died would be sent to such a coffin-like hospital.

The purpose of the existence of these hospitals and nurses is just to give a thought to the people behind the scenes.

Some soldiers were wearing hospital gowns, but others were in tatters, with soot and mud stains covering their once-glossy uniforms.

Those once-dazzling uniforms turned into rags and were deeply embedded in the flesh and blood, making it difficult to remove.

They were once heroic defenders, pioneers, and strivers.

But now, they can only lie in this place full of pain and despair, waiting for death to come.

Qin Youyi walked towards the ward of his comrades with heavy steps. In his peripheral vision, he could see the medical staff in the hospital busy and anxious.

They also feel helpless.

They lack the extraordinary medicine that can effectively treat the injuries caused by those demon species.

Not everyone can afford treatment potions.

Even the major general of the Corps only has one therapeutic injection, let alone these ordinary soldiers.

The painful sounds of the injured seemed to remind them of their own powerlessness.

Reminding Qin Youyi of his powerlessness.

Qin Youyi walked numbly through the heavy coffin-like wards like a zombie.

Finally, he came to the ward where his comrades were.

There are no doors to the wards, maybe because doors would block sunlight?

Or will it affect the smooth departure of old tenants?

Or did the new tenant move in neatly?

Qin Youyi didn't know why there was no door.

All he saw was that in the corner of the room, a soldier whose uniform was torn into pieces was having difficulty breathing.

His body was shaking from internal damage.

His wound was not bandaged properly, and blood seeped out, forming a bright red ocean.

His eyes revealed a desire for life, but also unspeakable pain.

He knew that he might not survive, but he still struggled desperately.

Qin Youyi subconsciously wanted to take out the medicine in the space ring to help him relieve his pain.

But when he raised his hand, Qin Youyi's movements froze in mid-air.

He just remembered that when he went here, everything in his space ring had been handed over to the logistics department.

He wanted to run away, away from this oppressive place, and run to a wild place where demons existed to fight.

Then use your lucky talent to get some healing potions and come back here.

However, the area within a hundred kilometers has been cleared away.

The sound of the rumbling mechanical steps of large war machines could be heard in my ears. Those machines that had just left the Nanzhili factory were heading to the front line day and night to support them.

There are no more demons here.

To be precise, except for those insidious earth-burrowing demon species, there are no demon species on the surface near South Zhili that can allow Qin Youyi to obtain some props.

Unless he could run to the front line a hundred kilometers away in the blink of an eye, kill the demon species, and then come back here in the blink of an eye, he could only watch the soldiers waiting to die.

This was the only time Qin Youyi felt that it was so bad not to have a demon seed.

At this moment, Qin Youyi seemed to understand why when he walked out of Nanzhili, the quartermaster of the Logistics Department took the order document signed by Qin Youde and asked him to hand over all the healing tools he had.

Qin Youyi gritted his teeth and resisted not looking at the soldier, but walked towards the hospital bed on the other side.

On another bed, a soldier's arm was cut off. His face was expressionless, only the endless pain in his eyes.

His wound had been stopped bleeding with a crude method, which was to pile gunpowder on the wound and then ignite it to stop the bleeding.

The Chosen One's high constitution can effectively deal with minor symptoms such as inflammation.

However, the damage caused by the demon species was not something that his weak level could resist.

Qin Youyi walked slowly to the hospital bed, looked at the comrade who ate and slept with him, and murmured on his lips to say sorry.

"Sorry, I"

Qin Youyi was about to say that I have no more treatment potions to save you.

But he never thought that the comrade he had saved with his life in that night attack would stare at him with a complex expression that soon turned into anger and yelled: "Why did you save me!"

"Why didn't you let me die in the night attack of the mutants!"

During the night attack, the large self-propelled artillery was destroyed by the aberrations and paralyzed to the ground. The mechanical soldiers who had no combat effectiveness and went to repair were also swarmed by the aberrations and knocked into scrap metal.

In order to provide fire support to others, soldiers risked their lives to carry self-propelled artillery.

When the self-propelled artillery roared again in this night attack, the soldier felt that the sickle hitting his back did not seem to be as painful as he imagined.

The roar of the self-propelled artillery made the adrenaline-fueled warriors' ears ring. Before they fell, the warriors saw Qi Shaohui leading Qin Youyi and his team of elite chosen ones rushing to help.

The soldier smiled and fell into the flames, surrounded by a bunch of mutants holding sickles and hoes.

Was he beaten to death by a bunch of gold-level farmers?

What a frustrating way to die.

These were the soldier's last thoughts before falling unconscious.

But when the soldier woke up, he found that he was in the field hospital in the rear, and he was rescued!

After listening to the nurses and the soldiers who sent him here, Colonel Qi Shaohui led his men to carry the powerful self-propelled artillery and headed towards other places that needed help.

The soldiers who fell among the corpses and did not know whether they were alive or dead should have died in the pile of corpses.

It was Major Qin Youyi who pulled Qi Shaohui out of the pile of corpses despite Qi Shaohui's angry scolding, and killed him with force while carrying what others saw as a corpse. Regardless of his serious injuries, he gave him an injection that would obviously be wasted. Valuable healing shots.

When he first heard the news, the soldier was grateful and happy.

However, this joy soon turned into nothingness when his parents came tremblingly from Nanzhili.

Even more so when the nurse told him that the hoes of those aberrations contained deadly viruses, which could only be detoxified by a large number of targeted extraordinary medicines. We have no medicine here, and you can only wait to die.

Turned into despair and anger.

Qin Youyi didn't know what happened to his colleague.

He only saw this comrade who he rescued from the pile of corpses

She was looking at him with complicated and angry eyes and yelled: "Do you think you are great?"

"Why are you saving me?"

"Cough cough cough cough."

The soldier wanted to shout with all his strength, just like he tried his best to use his body as the chassis of the self-propelled artillery during that night attack.

However, in the end, the broken body only made an overwhelming and violent coughing sound.

It was like a gun ready to spit out anger suddenly misfired.

Qin Youyi didn't know what was wrong with him. He knelt down and tried to hold his colleague's hand to stop him from being so excited.

"Don't get excited, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, don't think too much. You are a hero. If you hadn't carried the unbalanced self-propelled artillery that night, more people would have died!"

"Don't worry, Nanzhili will definitely not let heroes go." Qin Youyi said comforting words very quickly.

Soon, when his colleague looked at Qin Youyi with complicated eyes again.

The latter finally knew why.

"do you know."

The soldier slowly and forcefully pulled out the trembling broken arm from Qin Youyi's hand, looked up at the roof made of logs and tarps, and whispered with silent eyes: "If you die on the battlefield, my parents will have fifty lives." A pension of one silver coin.”

"But if you retire from the front line due to injury, you will die here."

Tears streaked the corners of the eyes of this soldier who never shed tears in every battle. When Qin Youyi was stunned, he murmured: "If you die here, you will only get a pension of twenty silver coins."

"I'm going to die anyway, why do you want to save me?"

"Both my parents were sick and had to take medicine, so they couldn't do any heavy work, but Nanzhili didn't support idle people. After the disaster, the price of ordinary medicines went up too much, so I went to the front line, in order to get a job that was higher than I went to pay the wages of other troops and to get the astronomical compensation of fifty silver coins even if I was killed in battle."

When the warrior whispers.

In Qin Youyi's mind, he was the heroic figure who carried up the self-propelled artillery that was unable to attack due to losing its angle during the chaotic night attack.

It suddenly became so ordinary and ordinary.

Qin Youyi always felt that his comrades were fighting for the ideal survival of mankind.

But the fact is that soldiers do not do it for their comrades, or maybe they do it incidentally.

But at the end of the day, he's just there for.

Qin Youyi lowered his head. At this moment, no one knew what he was thinking.

As for the soldier, when he slowly turned his head to look at Qin Youyi, a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes, and then he felt the slow passage of life and fell into a permanent sleep.

The warrior took away a secret that only two people knew.

The soldier did not lie. He joined the army not for the noble purpose of protecting his family and the country, but just to have money to buy medicine for his parents.

The soldier carried the self-propelled artillery just because the situation was urgent and he would die anyway. He wanted to solve some difficulties for others before he died.

The soldier was supposed to have died about an hour before Qin Youyi arrived.

But a woman transformed from a pool of shadow found him with an explosive potion when he was about to die.

The woman told him that someone will come to see you later and tell him the truth about you. It is best to be angry and scold him harshly.

In return, his pension will be increased from the original twenty silver coins to seventy silver coins, and at the same time, his parents will get a decent establishment job in Nanzhili.

A great deal, the warrior agreed.

However, the soldier felt that he was ashamed of his comrade who carried him out of the pile of corpses.

The soldiers didn't know Qin Youyi's identity.

When Qin Youyi joined the army, Qin Youde changed his identity information. Everyone only thought that Qin Youyi was an orphan who had lost his parents.

This identity is common in any city after a disaster.

In the ward, the deceased with his head hanging down slept forever.

The living people lowered their heads silently next to the dead, not knowing what they were thinking.

The entire field hospital was filled with despair and helplessness.

The injured's cries for help, wails, and whispers were intertwined, reaching Qin Youyi's ears all the time.

Everyone in the hospital looked away, as if looking for a glimmer of hope. However, the world seemed to have lost all hope, or in other words, they were abandoned by the world.