Chapter 32 Zhou Hu of the Independent Regiment
Zhou Hu, Zhou Da Wing, the commander of the first battalion of the Independent Regiment of the 386 Brigade of the Eighth Route Army (the plot needs it, the author made it up), originally he was ordered to take a battalion of people to attack the devil that night, but he didn't expect to be discovered by the devil halfway, and then the two sides fell into a stalemate.
Just when Zhou Hu thought that he was going to die here, suddenly something happened inside the devil, as if someone was hitting the devil's black gun and throwing grenades at the devil.
The devils were a little confused for a while and gave them a chance to break through in the other direction.
After running for two hours in a row, they barely got rid of the devils behind, but at this time, they suddenly discovered a huge problem, that is, there were too many wounded in their troops, and there were several of them, and now they couldn't hold it anymore.
"Battalion commander, we must find a place to treat these wounded immediately, otherwise they won't be able to hold on!"
"Yes, battalion commander, Xiao Wu can't hold it anymore, they must save him immediately, he is less than seventeen!"
A company with a bloody face was looking at a teenager on the stretcher excitedly at the moment and shouting.
Zhou Hu didn't have a way, originally the doctor was a Jin nobleman, and it was generally only available in the division hospital, and there were only medical soldiers on the battlefield.
But they are death squads, where will they bring any medical soldiers, they can bring some simple medical supplies, even if it is very good, I didn't see Zhou Hu with a rag tied to his arm!
"Okay, we're on the other side of the devil now, it's impossible to go back to the regiment commander and them, let's find a nearby village and deal with the soldiers' injuries first!"
"Yes!"
A group of people hurriedly shuttled through the forest, but at this moment, an old soldier suddenly sensed that something was wrong in the distance, and immediately raised his gun and shouted in one direction:
"Where? District to ......"
The accent wasn't Mandarin, but I could barely make out what it meant.
At the same time, the rest of the Eighth Route Army also raised their guns one after another, looking straight ahead, although most of them had no bullets in their guns, but the veterans who had just come down from the line of fire were completely not afraid of death, even if there was a heavy machine gun with a tongue of fire on the opposite side, they dared to rush forward with bayonets.
But there was no movement not far away, and there were bare trees and white flowers everywhere, there was nothing unusual, Zhou Hu asked the veteran next to him:
"Are you mistaken?"
"Battalion commander, I may be wrong, but my intuition must not be wrong, there must be someone there!"
The gun in the veteran's hand was still carried and not put down.
At this time, the snow not far away suddenly moved, and then a group of people became even more nervous, don't look at Zhou Hu holding a shell gun in his hand, in fact, there are no bullets in the gun.
Just when they were nervous, a voice suddenly came from not far away:
"Don't shoot, your own people!"
Immediately after that, they saw the white snow suddenly stand up, and then they could vaguely see a figure, and everyone realized that this guy was wearing a white dress, which blended with the white snow, which was seamless.
"What part of the land is thick?"
The veteran still did not put down his gun, but continued to question.
"I'm a mess! What are you from? Li Huan replied a little depressed, he saved these guys, why don't these guys believe in themselves?
"A mess? Didn't they break through to the south, but this is the east......"
Zhou Dazi frowned, still very suspicious in his heart, and then gave the veteran next to him a look, the other party nodded, understood what the battalion commander meant, and continued to shout towards Li Huan:
"Then what's your leader's name? Do you know what the political commissar is called? ”
"Nonsense, our regiment commander is called Liu Fang, and our political commissar is called many, of course I know!"
Li Huan felt that this group of people was doing too much, and then he walked over slowly with a gun on his back, and a group of Eighth Route Army still did not put down the guns in their hands, but watched each other come over very calmly.
In the absence of bullets in the gun, the closer the other party is to them, the better it is for them.
When Li Huan approached them, they found that the figure of this warrior was not very tall, it should not have reached one meter seven, but it was very good to carry a gun on his back, and he was wrapped in rags, especially when there was something like a small cylinder on it.
"You're a mess?"
Zhou Hu still asked vigilantly at this time.
"yes!"
"But your regiment has clearly broken through to the south, why are you here?"
"Oh, don't mention it, I came back from the division hospital, and I just arrived at Dagong Village and found that the regiment commander had withdrawn ......"
Li Huan told Zhou Hu and the others what happened to him, and then the suspicion in the eyes of a group of people dissipated a lot, according to their intelligence, Li Huan was not lying.
But just after Li Huan took off the snow suit on his body, a group of people raised their guns again, because they saw that Li Huan was wearing a devil's military uniform.
"Battalion commander, he's a devil!"
Seeing a group of people exuding hostility, Li Huan couldn't help but scolded with disdain:
"I said that you group don't want to unload the mill and kill the donkey, cross the river and tear down the bridge, you were suppressed by the devil last night, if I hadn't saved you with a black gun in the back, you might have become ghosts by now!"
Hearing this, the surprise in Zhou Hu's eyes became even heavier:
"You saved us last night?"
"Otherwise, I was stealing Zhenghuan in the devil's barracks, and I just wanted to sneak out, and you came to sneak attack!
And which of you bastards threw a grenade so far, I was on this side of the barracks, you were on the other side of the barracks, and you could have thrown it in front of me, if I hadn't fallen down in time, I guess I would have blown you up! ”
Li Huan angrily pointed to the group of Eighth Route Army in front of him and asked, and then Zhou Hu and none of them admitted it.
Just kidding, the war was so bad at that time, who knows which grenade was thrown......
Although there were still some doubts in their hearts, Zhou Hu and the others chose to believe Li Huan in front of them.
At this time, I liked to suddenly look at it, and several wounded Eighth Route Army soldiers behind me asked:
"These comrades need to be treated in time, and there are several who need to be operated on in time, otherwise I am afraid that they will ......."
"I know, too, but we don't have a doctor here, we don't have a place to rest, and we have little devils behind us!"
Zhou Hu was very anxious, but he didn't know what to do, or he couldn't do anything, he had encountered this situation many times before, and many of them could only watch their comrades die in front of him.
However, at this time, Li Huan suddenly patted his chest and said:
"Look for me for surgery, I'll do surgery too!"
"What, you're going to have surgery?" Zhou Hu and the others were full of suspicion on their faces, mainly because Li Huan who they did was too young, estimated to be sixteen or seventeen years old, how could he have surgery?
"Of course, I have saved the lives of several soldiers before, and Director Hu of the division hospital also praised me for my ability.
They still want to leave me at the division hospital, but the nurses there are so annoying that I won't let you stay! ”
Hearing Dean Hu's three words, Zhou Hu's suspicion of Li Huan was dispelled a little again, because he also knew this person.
"Then can you save them, they are so badly injured!"
There is no way, although I don't believe Li Huan in my heart, but now Li Huan is the last straw, even if he really can't do the operation, the result will not be much worse.
"Don't worry, don't worry, I'll go get my tools first, you guys come with me, you need to find a village first!"
Zhou Hu took the wounded with some suspicions, and followed Li Huan to a place, and then they found that there was actually a carriage parked here, and the carriage was full of some things, I don't know what it was.