Soon, fourteen wounded people with arms and thighs and several people who had been shot in the chest and abdomen and had breath were carried to a slightly open area.

They have to dig out the bullets in their own way.

"Sir, I see if we can carry them to the main position at Xifengkou, there will be a doctor there。。。。。" Mo Xiaomei pondered to give Liu Lang advice.

However, before Liu Lang could express his position, he took the initiative to shut up.

Those who were shot in the arms and thighs are okay to say, and they may be able to survive the moment when they are sent to the field hospital, but it is difficult to say whether the four wounded who have obviously lost too much blood and were shot in the chest and abdomen will survive an hour.

Liu Lang glanced at the few part-time hygienists in the team, and several of them quietly shook their heads, in their opinion, these wounded people were already certain to die.

Liu Lang could only sigh slightly and motioned for them to find the best medicine among the seized medicines and give them to the wounded, these dying bandits have this qualification.

"Sir, you may also know that those brothers won't last long, but I can't do nothing, just watch them die like this, maybe, my old Zhu can snatch them back from Lord Yama." Qinglong Mountain's only veterinarian and headache brain fever Lang Zhong's eyes were full of an unexpected firmness.

Diao Ye did not jump out to say his opinion for the first time, but gritted his back molars and waved his hand, and a group of bandits surrounded him with wooden sticks and ropes, obviously, this kind of thing is probably not the first time, but it is estimated that it is the time to deliver women.

And a few of the dozen or so wounded bandits who were still a little conscious did not even raise any objections, although they did not say anything, but they took the initiative to close their eyes and let the bandits tie their hands and feet on wooden sticks, it already explained everything.

Life or death is simply a choice.

All of them were tied with their limbs tied, with a wooden stick wrapped around a little clean clothing in their mouths, and those who were shot in the arms and thighs were "surgically surgically dug up" by bandits who had killed pigs and slaughtered cattle.

was shot in the chest and abdomen, and Lao Zhu, who knew a little bit of medical skills, did it himself.

A few part-time hygienists who can only use first-aid kits to bandage their wounds can only fight in fear on the sidelines, even if they are used to seeing extremely bloody scenes, but it is the first time for them to use a knife on a person who is still alive.

Among the seized medicines were scalpels, and as for the hemostats, no one knew what they were used for, so they simply discarded them, and the tender flesh was torn apart in the hands of the rude bandits, and the fingers washed in the stream searched for the deformed metal bullets in the cracks of the bones.

The corners of the eyes of the soldiers who stood around and watched silently twitched, which was also a huge psychological test for them, and it was hard for them not to think about what they would do if they were in this situation, whether they were injured or their comrades.

They don't know if they can do it or if they can withstand the great trauma.

The terrible howl that pierced the sky all over the field made people's scalps numb, and in this mountain surgery without anesthetic, there were eleven people who were in pain and fainted, and three were not painful, but were stunned, and before they started, the voice of their companions was comparable to killing pigs and changing their pitch, so they directly made their brains automatically turn on the protective device and fainted.

It took two hours for the operation, which made everyone's scalp tingle, to be completed.

In the end, the three seriously injured people still didn't resist such a rude operation, and they died before the operation was halfway done, only one of them stubbornly waited for the sweaty Lao Zhu to sew the wound on his belly like sewing clothes before he completely fainted, and until now he was still breathing, although it was faint and almost nothing, but he was still alive after all.

To live is to win.

That's it, with a one-quarter success rate, Lao Zhu has become a hero of the bandits, and while seeing the soldiers' mouths, inexplicably, he has an extra layer of understanding of the bandits in Qinglong Mountain.

Perhaps, this is also the reason why the bandits of Qinglong Mountain have been able to live in such a harsh environment for twenty years, they are like grass, humble, but extremely tenacious.

With this terrifying tenacity, perhaps they also have the potential to become the best warriors in the world! Even they are still a long way from rookie soldiers.

To be honest, even Liu Lang couldn't help but have a trace of admiration for these "little grasses" growing in the mountains. Compared to their determination, if he had used the gap in the war to operate on the seriously wounded in the cave, would he have been able to snatch a few more seriously wounded from the hands of death?

Of course, there is a reason why Liu Lang did not make their almost "barbaric" choice, the battle was too fierce, all the first-aid kits and medicines he carried had long been used up, the seriously wounded did not even have a piece of gauze, and the wounds were bandaged with old cotton in the cotton jacket and fragments of military uniforms washed with clean water, not to mention what scalpels there were, the only thing that could cut the flesh was a bayonet and a thick-backed knife, and the blood loss caused by that would definitely not have any chance of survival.

The bandits dared to do this, also because of the large amount of drugs and tools seized, and the two were not the same.

In any case, compared to food and munitions, this cart of drugs was the most lucrative capture of the independent guerrilla brigade.

The bandits and soldiers dismantled the carriage board to make a stretcher, and carried the injured to it, and Zeng Shui and Li Guobin carried one of more than 100 soldiers to the cottage ten miles away.

After solving the worries, the rest is naturally to collect and seize.

Zhen Dazhuang and Mo Xiaomei took two infantry detachments to fortify five miles away in the direction of Xifengkou, although this place is more than 35 miles away from the main position of Xifengkou, and it is not on the main road of the Japanese movement, but the explosion of the shells in the car just now is so terrible that even Liu Lang, who is still ten miles away, can hear it, it is difficult to guarantee that no Japanese troops will pass by and hear it, and it is necessary to establish the necessary blocking position.

And Liu Lang chose to let the soldiers help transport the wounded and let the bandits clean up the battlefield, which is simply the best use of things, compared to the bandits, although the soldiers will be slower, but they are obviously more able to carry the weight, but what about the bandits?

Their ability to clean up the battlefield is almost innate, you know, searching for the caravan's hidden belongings is their specialty, the seizures in the carriages on the mountain roads are all easy to say, they also found more than 700 intact Type 38 rifles from the corpses of the Japanese puppet soldiers scattered around, and more than 30,000 bullets were found from the corpses.

The standard configuration of the Japanese army carrying 120 rounds of ammunition when marching did not have time to shoot the veterans of robbery at a completely cheap price, compared to the "atmosphere" of the Japanese army, the puppet soldiers of the Mukden Independent Brigade were much more stingy, and they were all local tyrants who could turn out forty rounds on a corpse.

There were even five crooked-handled light machine guns, three intact 92 heavy machine guns, and four grenadiers.

In addition, they didn't even let go of the clothes of the Japanese puppet army, from the military uniform to the white shirt inside, to the heavy cowhide boots and even the wool socks, all of them were cleaned.

Then, some bloody gold rings, silver bracelets, gold watches, and so on were all found and piled up in the two empty cannonball boxes that Diao Ye had moved.

To the admiration of the soldiers, the bandits rarely had a private possessor, except for a very few thieves and cheaters, who were basically handed in, and this kind of surprisingly strong discipline of not being greedy for money was extremely difficult to achieve in the army.

But they didn't know that in the poor scum of Qinglong Mountain, these things were useless except for shiny and good-looking, far less attractive to the bandits than the food that could fill their stomachs, and occasionally grabbed some money from the stockade and went to the town below the mountain to exchange food and cloth.

If they had known that day, these goods would have allowed them to live a life of fine clothes and food every day, perhaps it would not be as simple and pure as it is now.

As the famous saying goes, the reason why they can remain clean is because they have not yet tasted power.

It's not terrible to fall into the red dust, but it's terrible to drift in the red dust of materialism.

But at least for now, Liu Lang is more and more appreciative of these bandits who still maintain their good nature.

Although their combat effectiveness is limited, who says they can't progress? They have passed a big test and have preliminarily qualified as fighters. And his independent guerrilla brigade is a battalion-level establishment, with only more than 200 troops, which is really too little, and if you add more than 100 people, I believe that the military department will not disagree! Especially with so many seizures.

Liu Lang was silently thinking about the future expansion of his independent guerrilla brigade, while the bandits and soldiers were still "working" like industrious bees, looting to be exact.

Hundreds of corpses of the Japanese puppet army were placed together, and they looked 。。。。。。 in the cold wind at four or five o'clock in the spring afternoon.

It's that smell!

That's what you should look like after being robbed.

Very postmodernist style.

I don't know if Lieutenant General Xiyi will have a cerebral hemorrhage and stroke after seeing this scene, Liu Lang is very melancholy under his crotch!