The blood of the Anti-Japanese War stained the mountains and rivers

"Let's go," Yang Ling and the others greeted, and rode their horses straight to the mountain depression of the field hospital. More than a dozen cavalrymen rolled up a large cloud of smoke and dust.

Seeing the monkey holding the bulging canvas bag in his hand and watching Yang Ling and the others enter the mountain pass, the recruits surrounded him, very puzzled.

Their company commander, even the dean of the field hospital, gave him a bit of disrespect, and he had never seen him be so respectful to others.

"Company, company commander, who was that that went in just now?" A recruit brother asked curiously.

Only then did the monkey come back to his senses, and proudly said: "That's the most capable commander of our army, Yang Ling Yang. He is my old officer, and he saved my life back then."

Hearing the monkey's answer, the recruits suddenly realized that they had often heard the monkey talk about Yang Ling's deeds of beating devils these days, and they were all enthusiastic. They didn't expect that the one who just passed was Captain Yang Ling, and they immediately showed admiration.

Although they were performing the task of guarding the hospital in the back, they also admired those fighting heroes who beat devils.

The recruits admired Yang Ling, and even admired the monkey company commander who had fought devils with Yang Ling. It turned out that his commander had also fought devils with real swords and guns.

"Company Commander, what did Commander Yang give you?" The recruits quickly turned their attention to the canvas bag in Monkey's hand.

The monkey also came back to his senses, opened it under the expectant eyes of everyone, and found that it was filled with candy, canned food and the like that had been pulled from the devil.

"This is canned food. The devils seized it. It must be Tuan Zuo and the others who won the battle again."

The monkey showed off the can and introduced it in his hand, making the recruits salivate.

"Lian, company commander, is it delicious?"

The monkey rolled his eyes at him, and proudly said: "Don't look at the little devil, this canned food is really good, do you want to try it?"

"I think—" the recruits said in unison.

The monkey looked at the recruits and said with a smile: "If you want to try it, you can. Hurry up and get the trenches ready. Let's have meat and canned wild vegetable stew tonight!"

When the recruits heard this, they immediately rushed back to their positions one by one without the monkey's urging, and began to dig trenches hard.

Yang Ling and the others walked all the way into the depression, and soon arrived at the field hospital hidden in the depression.

Before they got close, a strong smell of blood and herbs rushed towards them. Several large pots were boiling blood-stained gauze, ready to be sterilized and reused.

Text Chapter 598 Wounded Soldier

In order to prevent the bombing caused by the discovery of the devil's plane, the tents for the wounded soldiers were not concentrated, but scattered in the mountain depressions.

The dense woods on the mountains provided some cover for the existence of the field hospital. On the mountains on both sides, Yang Ling also saw many sentinels with live ammunition on high alert.

Although this is the rear of the line of defense, the situation on the battlefield is complicated. No matter their troops or the devil's troops, they will send countless small troops to infiltrate the opponent, so as long as they are on the battlefield, any negligence will cause immeasurable losses.

"Take your horses to the woods over there to hide, and wait for me outside."

After Yang Ling saw a forest on the left side of the col from a distance, he got off his horse and let a few guards wait outside, worried that the horse's target was too big and would be spotted by the devil's reconnaissance plane.

"Yes!" The brothers also got off their horses one after another, and led the horses straight to the woods to hide.

On the other hand, Yang Ling asked the guard Huzi and the rest of the guards to carry the food unloaded from the horse and the medicine bandages they had seized on their shoulders and walk towards the mountain depression.

The front line has been fighting, and the field hospital is very busy, and the unit price team can be seen everywhere carrying bloody and unidentified officers and soldiers rushing past Yang Ling and the others.

Many of the tents stank, filled with the smell of blood, sour and rotten, and from time to time one or two low-pitched cries of pain came out.

And there are also many wounded soldiers with missing arms and broken legs, wrapped in blood-soaked gauze, staying outside the tents in groups of three or four, leaning against the stones to bask in the sun.

These are officers and soldiers who were injured by artillery fire on the battlefield. The war has left disabilities on their bodies. If they are lightly injured, they can stay in the logistics to help carry supplies and serve as security work.

Most of the people with limited mobility could only receive a pension after recovering from their injuries and retire home. They watched Yang Ling and his group walk by with different expressions on their faces.

There were curiosity, pain, numbness and confusion. Although they were real people, they were devastated by the cruel war. Yang Ling couldn't see any vitality on their faces.

They are all brave fighters, and they are all people who dare to charge the devils with explosives on the battlefield, but now their future is bleak and gloomy.

"Huzi, leave some canned meat for them."

Yang Ling couldn't bear to see these brothers who threw their heads and spilled their blood, and now only this crippled body was left here to suffer, but he was also powerless, so he could only order Huzi to leave a few cans for them, which was the only thing he could do. done.

"Brother, we captured this in Mahuiling, take it and taste it." After hearing Yang Ling's order, Hu Zi took out a few cans of meat and handed them over.

These wounded soldiers with missing arms and legs looked at Yang Ling and the others, and at the canned meat that Hu Zi handed over, their lifeless faces finally regained some vitality, but halfway through their outstretched hands, they retracted .

"Sir, you don't get paid for nothing, we can't have this canned food..."

The wounded soldiers looked at the canned food in Huzi's hand, which was full of heat, but they didn't understand Yang Ling's intentions. After all, they could tell that Yang Ling didn't come to offer condolences.

Seeing that the wounded soldiers had concerns, Yang Ling explained: "Take it, although the number is small, it is my heart."

Seeing the sincerity in Yang Ling's eyes, they finally took the can and thanked Yang Ling and the others. Many people rubbed the can in their hands with tears in their eyes. Although they fought countless battles with devils on the battlefield, they were able to capture something. Very little time.

Many veterans would tell them when they went to the battlefield that as long as they defeated the devils, they could eat canned meat every day, instead of drinking gruel and eating miscellaneous corn corn bread every day.

However, many brothers did not have the opportunity to eat the devil's canned meat until they died. Instead, they would leave a lot of dead bodies every time they fought.

Yang Ling and the others kept the cans and continued to move forward, but some of the wounded soldiers began to sob in a low voice. They tried their best to kill so many brothers. Thinking of the scene where those brothers were still talking about the smell of the devil's cans before they died , I couldn't help being sad.

Yang Ling and the others also felt uncomfortable. Even if they won this war, the sufferings the Chinese nation endured would not be erased by victory.

For these brothers who were left disabled or sacrificed in the war, what affected them was the rest of their lives and the painful memories left to their families for a lifetime, and this painful memory lasted for decades because of a battle, or even worse. Long……

The suffering caused by the little devils to the Chinese nation is not as simple as the economic losses caused by burning, killing and looting, and the casualties, because the family destruction caused by the war leaves more painful memories for the living, which is mental pain and torture. .

When they saw the officers and soldiers who were already frozen and frozen from the tent, Yang Ling and the others would stop and pay attention.

Many of them died in the hospital because they could not be rescued, and the hospital would also take measures to bury them on the spot in order to prevent the plague from happening.

Therefore, every time the field hospital is transferred, many new graves will be left next to the station, and many sacrificed brothers will be buried in other places.

Yang Ling and the others didn't carry much food, so they couldn't leave food for all the wounded soldiers, so they had to stride past in the end.

Zhang Hongying is taking a few newly added medical soldiers to make rounds next to the wounded soldiers' tents to check the wounded soldiers' recovery from their injuries.

Those with festering and infected wounds should be treated in a timely manner. Those who recover quickly can be transferred to the minor injury area for observation and rest. Those with serious injuries that cannot be treated can only be evacuated. After all, frontline medical conditions are limited.

Although Zhang Hongying has not been in the army for a long time, her medical training courses in Wuhan and her first-aid experience in the field have prevented her from undergoing major operations, but she has been able to complete some simple first-aid operations.

Now she is just like when she first arrived at the hospital, bringing the old to the new, bringing the battlefield medical soldiers sent over after simple training to check the wounds of the wounded soldiers.

China is poor and backward, and the medical conditions are very poor. Not only is there a shortage of medicines, but there is also an extreme shortage of medical personnel, so that many people who have undergone simple training have to bite the bullet while learning and helping wounded soldiers. Zhang Hongying walked all the way in the beginning of.

"The wound is about to heal and can be transferred to the observation area."

"The wound is infected and needs to be treated immediately."

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