Chapter 71: Sortie Again

The gunfire on the Archangel's bridge stopped. Li Boyong didn't even look at Niaoren's broken corpse, abandoned the gun, and floated to Natarle Badgiruel's side.

"Natarle! Natarle, are you okay?"

He saw that the military uniform near the wound had been dyed red for a year, and his heart was in a panic. He didn't expect that even though he rushed, he still let Natarle Badgiruel get hit.

And looking at the situation, it didn't seem very good.

"It's you... why didn't you... listen to my order in the end..."

Natarle Badgiruel saw Li Boyong, endured the pain in her body, complained weakly, and then her lingering gaze swept over Li Boyong's face, gradually beginning to dissipate.

"Don't give up, you have to hold on!"

Li Boyong was completely panicked when he saw this. He hurriedly roared at Fulei, "Hurry up and help me contact the Archangel!"

"Okay... okay!"

Fulei was startled by the roar, but hurriedly came back to her senses and connected to the Archangel's communication.

As soon as the communication was connected, Li Boyong said to Murrue: "Captain, Natarle has been hit. I'm taking her to the Archangel now. Hurry up and prepare a doctor for me!"

Murrue also saw the tragic situation on the Archangel's bridge through the communication. After Mula Flaga returned, he had already told her about Li Boyong's intention. Now it looked like Li Boyong had succeeded, but Natarle Badgiruel seemed to have been affected.

Murrue hurriedly nodded and agreed: "I understand, I will arrange a doctor immediately, and you bring Natarle over as soon as possible."

"Thank you, Captain!"

Li Boyong nodded gratefully.

He wanted to ask Fulei to come over and help, but when he turned his head, Fulei's figure was already gone.

"Cut..."

Li Boyong couldn't help but be annoyed and frowned with disdain. He didn't expect this timid girl to run away first.

But Li Boyong knew that now was not the time to complain about these things, just carefully took Natarle Badgiruel away from the bridge and set off for the hangar.

After finally arriving at the hangar, Natarle Badgiruel had already appeared in a state of low consciousness.

Li Boyong was anxious in his heart and hurriedly took her to that Strike Dagger.

He remembered that it was originally a subordinate's machine, but that subordinate had a mental breakdown after a battle and was unwilling to continue piloting the machine to fight, and was dealt with according to military law, but the machine was left idle.

He carefully took Natarle Badgiruel into the cockpit, then started it, and simply checked the condition of the machine. There were no abnormalities in any indicators.

"Wait..."

Just as he was about to start, Fulei's voice came.

"Stop the bleeding for Major Badgiruel first!"

This girl, who Li Boyong thought had fled, floated into the Strike Dagger's cockpit with a medical kit.

It turned out she had gone to find a medical kit!

Li Boyong was a little ashamed of his previous judgment, and also blamed his own carelessness for being panicked by Natarle Badgiruel's injury, and didn't even realize that he should stop the bleeding for Natarle Badgiruel first.

Li Boyong held Natarle Badgiruel in his arms and closed the cockpit door.

He said to Fulei, "I will try to drive as steadily as possible, you come and help Natarle stop the bleeding."

Fulei nodded and began to stop the bleeding. She had learned some basic medical knowledge when she was a duty soldier on the Archangel.

The Strike Dagger moved slowly to the deck. The Archangel's hatch had already been opened, which should have been done when those who abandoned the ship fled in liaison boats before.

This also made it convenient for Li Boyong. Otherwise, if no one was left on the deck to operate, he would have to blow a hole in the hatch with a beam rifle.

It's just that the catapult deck couldn't be used. Li Boyong could only pilot the Strike Dagger out of the hatch carefully, and then accelerate toward the Archangel.

He tried to avoid some big operations, just driving the Strike Dagger steadily, allowing Fulei to stop the bleeding for Natarle Badgiruel.

Three people squeezed into the small cockpit, which was really too crowded.

Fulei carefully stopped the bleeding for Natarle Badgiruel. Although it was inevitable to have some physical contact with Li Boyong, she didn't care about these at all, just focused on cutting open Natarle Badgiruel's military uniform, cleaning the wound simply, then spraying on hemostatic medicine, and starting to bandage.

Li Boyong looked at Fulei's focused expression and felt a slight emotion in his heart. This spoiled eldest lady who didn't understand the world in the past had really grown up.

The distance from the Archangel to the Archangel was not far, and the Strike Dagger soon approached the Archangel.

The Archangel opened the hatch, ready to let the Strike Dagger land.

But just at this time, Providence and Freedom were exchanging fire while coming toward the Archangel.

Li Boyong cursed in his heart and hurriedly accelerated the Strike Dagger again.

Finally, he entered the Archangel before being attacked. The Archangel closed the hatch and accommodated the Strike Dagger into the hangar.

As soon as he entered the hangar, Li Boyong opened the cockpit door and went out of the cockpit with Fulei carrying Natarle Badgiruel. At this time, Natarle Badgiruel had lost consciousness and the whole person fell into a coma.

And the medical team that had been prepared on the side hurriedly took the three to the infirmary.

Along the way, Li Boyong could feel the shaking of the Archangel's hull from time to time. This was both a phenomenon of being hit from time to time and an explosion near the hull.

He couldn't help but start to worry slightly about the Archangel's situation. You know, he had observed the Archangel's situation outside when he landed just now, and knew that this ship was not in a good situation after experiencing the duel with the Archangel.

"Okay, leave the rest to us, Lieutenant, you wait outside first."

The doctor had two nurses take Natarle Badgiruel to the operating room, and then stopped Li Boyong and Fulei outside.

This doctor was a military doctor transferred to the Archangel by the Eighth Fleet before the Low Earth Orbit Battle, and could be considered an old man on the Archangel, so he would call Li Boyong Lieutenant.

Seeing Li Boyong's worried look, the doctor nodded to him, "Don't worry, I will do my best to save the Deputy Captain."

After the doctor also entered the operating room, Li Boyong knew that the things he could do had all been done, and the rest could only depend on whether Natarle Badgiruel could hold on.

The time waiting for the result was agonizing and painful, and the shaking that came from time to time made Li Boyong worry. He had only waited for a while, and the whole person was already restless.

Fulei looked at his appearance and wanted to comfort him, but didn't know what to say.

Damn it! Can't just wait like this!

If something happened to the Archangel, it would be useless even if the doctor saved Natarle Badgiruel.

"Fulei, you stay here."

Li Boyong ordered and wanted to leave.

Fulei grabbed Li Boyong subconsciously, "Lieutenant, where are you going?"

"I want to sortie!"

Li Boyong broke free, left a sentence, and walked away.

He came to the hangar, floated toward the Strike Dagger, and shouted to Madok, "Madok, help me prepare for sortie, and let the bridge give me sortie permission and friendly identification signals."

"Okay! You guys hurry up and get to work."

Madok responded happily and began to work according to Li Boyong's instructions.

Now the battle outside was tight, and every machine that could help was one more.

"Eh, Strike Dagger wants to sortie?"

Murrue on the bridge was surprised to receive the notification, but immediately nodded and agreed.

After simple resupply, Li Boyong controlled the Strike Dagger onto the catapult.

"Li Boyong, Strike Dagger, sortie!"

The Archangel's hatch opened slowly, and the catapult accelerated, sending the Strike Dagger out of the hatch.

Li Boyong pulled the joystick and stepped on the pedal again.

The Strike Dagger spiraled and accelerated, rushing to the battlefield again.

Natarle, I will definitely protect the Archangel, so you must hold on! ===== CHAPTER 72 =====