After hearing the broadcast, Xiaofan couldn't help but furrow his brows. Where he lived wasn't very far from the medical department. Every few days, several wounded soldiers would be sent there, and then others would recover and return. However, this time, they used a broadcast to call on all medical staff, which was a first. It seemed like there had been significant casualties.
Thinking of this, Xiaofan quickened his pace. Before he had gone far, a whirlwind suddenly came from behind, and several military helicopters skimmed over his head. If Xiaofan guessed correctly, those so-called wounded were on these rapidly returning helicopters.
Originally walking briskly, Xiaofan began to run, chasing after the helicopters back to the medical facility.
The Freshman Area was already in chaos, and over a dozen people in white coats had arrived, waiting for the arrival of the wounded.
