Volume VIII 1299 Field Hospital

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Someone once said that veterans on the battlefield do not die, because veterans are not afraid of death, this has a bit of religious fate, as if everyone can refute a few words, but as long as you have experienced real war, you will believe this sentence from the heart, accept this sentence, and agree with this sentence.

If you are not afraid of death, you will not die! On the battlefield of the whole army, it is always the coward who dies first.

Nicholas was a faithful believer in this theory, and he sat in the wounded barracks behind the position, looking bareback at the Chinese fortress in front of him, his eyes gloomy.

He didn't understand why he had suffered at the hands of that diminutive man, what that ghostly swordsmanship was, how could a man be trained to be so nimble, wasn't he affected by the gravity of the earth?

Nicholas was not convinced, his mind was already in the tip of the horns, and now the military doctor sewed the wound in his back with thick needles and threads, and he didn't know that it hurt.

The one-foot-long wound entered the flesh an inch, and the military doctor was shocked to see it, Bai Sensen's periosteum was exposed, and the blood seeped out from the wound, flowing down like a small waterfall, and the wound was cut into a centimeter further, and the internal organs were all in the open air, and it was estimated that they would have to be cut.

According to the current level of the field hospital, once the internal organs see the dirty, they will definitely become inflamed and infected, and the gods will not be saved at that time.

"Nicholas, you are such a warrior! You are not dead from such a strict wound, God really loves you...... You bear with me, I don't have any anesthetic here, and it will hurt to stitch up the wound......"

Nicholas didn't even pay attention to the words of the military doctor, as if he was born without pain, the thick stitches pierced through the flesh, and he didn't even lose the rhythm of his breathing.

"Anesthetic, that's something only cowards use, how could the warriors of the tsar be afraid of pain...... When I was 16 years old, I met a grizzly bear in the mountains, and you know how I reacted? I went up and punched him twice, and without warning I rushed up and beat him up!"

"Hahaha...... Do you know what happened next? That grizzly bear was actually beaten away by me...... It originally wanted to go to the river, but the river just found me, and before it could judge whether it was an enemy or not, I had already rushed to save it!"

"My father told me that fear is the most useless thing under heaven, and that it should be reserved for your enemies...... Rush forward, and intimidate the enemy with an indomitable and decisive momentum, so that they will be terrified, and let them flee after being beaten violently......"

"That bear was not so much shot by me as scared away by my momentum, and at that moment the grizzly must have thought I was a madman...... Yes, only madmen are invincible in this world!"

The military doctor stitched several stitches, and found that Nicholas was really not afraid of pain, and his hand was more stable, and the conversation was more relaxed by the way: "So what about the Chinese above?

Nicholas was silent for a moment, yes, if he is a warrior, then what is the person who defeats the warrior?

The artillery suppression in the distance continued, and the explosion of the shells released bursts of bright light, and in that moment of light, Nicholas saw countless young soldiers gathering in a safe area, and when the artillery fire stopped, a new wave of charges was about to begin.

It's like the one I just experienced, thousands of people rushed up, maybe they succeeded or they failed, but whether they stayed on it or were beaten back, many of these lads were destined to die or become crippled for life.

Look at the hellish screams and wails in the open-air hospital, the pig-like screams can't even suppress the explosion of shells, the wounded soldiers covered in blood are carried in, and the familiar comrades-in-arms hold their hands over their brothers' wounds and call out to the doctor.

There were running medics and nurses everywhere, blood staining everyone's clothes, and everyone's expressions were already twisted and hideous.

"Don't saw your legs...... Don't saw your legs...... I want my leg ......" The soldier with his thigh crippled on the simple operating table was struggling, and Nicholas knew the young man who had drunk and fought in a filthy tavern.

The young soldier who was once a dragon and a tiger and no one was afraid of anyone, but now he is afraid like a dying rabbit, he begged the squad leader, his comrades and the military doctor, begging them to keep his legs, he didn't want the second half of the generation to be crippled.

But it was all in vain, and the four or five brothers were crying all over their faces, and they pressed him the operating table, and the hacksaw in the hands of the military doctor fell mercilessly.

The tooth-aching sound stunned the people around him, the wounded soldier screamed in his chest that was not like a human voice, Nicholas listened to the palpitations, and the hands of the military doctor behind him also trembled, and even stitched up the wound.

"Brother, bear with me a little longer...... It's good, it's good, you're crippled, we'll raise you......" The company commander cried into tears, but he didn't realize that his brother's shouting was getting quieter and quieter.

"It's a success, it's a success!" the doctor who saw the leg shouted excitedly, "Hurry up and bandage the wounded soldier immediately......"

The words stopped abruptly, because everyone had already discovered that the wounded soldier was now blue and his lips were pale, and there was no sign of breathing.

"I'm sorry...... I've done my best! He's bleeding so much that we can't ......."

"Bastard, didn't you say you could live with a saw leg? You bastard...... the frenzied soldier rushed forward with a punch, and the beaten medic didn't fight back, wiped the blood from his lips, and sighed.

"I've got to save the other soldiers...... If you are really angry, sprinkle it on the enemy, for it is not me who will kill him, but the enemy on the top of the mountain......"

Death is already a common occurrence in this field hospital, the military doctor has seen more corpses and more crazy comrades-in-arms, it is not uncommon to be scolded or beaten, silently saluted the dead body, and the doctor continued to treat other wounded soldiers, leaving only a group of grieving soldiers.

Nicholas took a deep breath and said, "Yes! can force our brave Tsarist warriors to this part...... They are actually a bunch of crazy people! They really don't look like those Chinese written in the intelligence! Didn't the ambassador of Beijing City say that this nation is a flock of sheep, and as long as a few cannons are set up in front of their house, they can scare them into peeing their pants, but why is it not right in front of them?"

At this moment, the artillery fire in front suddenly stopped, followed by the shouting of killing like a tidal wave, and another wave of fresh troops entered the battle, and the doctor behind Nicholas stitched the last stitches, and then began to wrap it in layers of gauze.

"Okay, there should be nothing wrong with your wound, and we'll see if it's inflamed in the next week...... Alright, don't take up space here......"

The medic looked up at the crowd of people who were fighting on their backs and lamented, "God bless them, poor boys...... I'm afraid I don't know how many wounded soldiers will be brought in, and I don't know how many more will die......"

"The gates of hell are wide open tonight, and the Satan Demon King himself has come to collect people......"