"Save them! Save the wounded first!"
"Someone, help me get the wounded to the medical camp!"
"Move faster!"
Night had fallen, and the rising moonlight shimmered across the surging waves.
Although the victorious Allied Shinobi Forces wanted nothing more than to collapse into bed and get some proper rest,
the postbattle cleanup still had to continue.
The most important task, of course, was treating the wounded.
"This group of wounded has already received treatment. Next, we need to get them to the Field Hospital as quickly as possible."
The air was thick with a mixture of disinfectant, blood, and medicinal herbs.
Hiashi walked through the medical camp, discussing matters quietly with Kurotsuchi.
Kurotsuchi raised her injured arm slightly, the bandages wrapped around it causing her some discomfort.
"Have the Second Division escort them to the Field Hospital. Our Ninja are in better shape."
"Then that's settled."
"Oh, right." Remembering something, Kurotsuchi turned to Hiashi. "Have the casualty figures been tallied?"
During the earlier battle against the White Zetsu Army, Kurotsuchi had always taken the lead on the front lines, leading her troops into fierce combat without regard for her own safety.
Part of the reason the White Zetsu Army had collapsed so quickly was her fearless fighting, which had inspired the Allied Shinobi Forces.
Of course, the consequence was that only after their victory did Kurotsuchi discover she had suffered wounds all over her body.
With no other choice, she had followed Hiashi's advice and let the Medical Ninja treat her first.
The work of wrapping things up had been left to Hyuga Hiashi for the time being, so she did not know the Allied Shinobi Forces' exact situation.
"The tally isn't finished yet, but judging by the figures so far, the First Division's casualties are rather heavy!" Hiashi sighed.