Yang Mingzhi has never seen this scene at all, they seem to be burning something, is it fleas?

"Our fighters buried their old clothes in the earth, exposing only one horn in the ground. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info fleas and ticks or something, they couldn't stand the cold and suffocation, they climbed up one after another and were ambushed by our fighters. These crackling sounds will be burned by fleas. ”

"Hey?! It's really funny. Yang Mingzhi also immediately squatted down and took a look at the scene.

After looking at this western scenery for a while, the light gradually dimmed under the sunset. As Yang Mingzhi had arranged before, the soldiers of the paratrooper battalion lit bonfires one after another, and the Soviet army communication station in the ruins of Homnitch suddenly lit up with sparks.

And it's not a small flame, it's a big one.

In any case, Yang Mingzhi is not 100% sure that the Germans will not continue to pursue, and they can't have scouts at this moment!

Now is not suitable to continue the battle at all, Yang Mingzhi only hopes that this night will pass safely, and early tomorrow morning, all the soldiers will go home. Therefore, each squad of the paratrooper battalion was required to light ten regiments of bonfires, each of which had to burn until ten o'clock in the evening. The purpose of this is not because of anything else, it is best to rely on suspicious tactics to scare potential enemies into retreating!

Because it was hastily prepared, all the bread was enough to eat for one meal, and when the sun rose again, people had to eat some canned food.

Now, each team has a campfire, and next to it are tents. These facilities were all led by the commander of the paratrooper battalion, Rychev, and I have to say that they are doing a good job.

Yang Mingzhi pinched his waist and watched the last rays of the sun disappear into the horizon. "It's really sunset, and in twenty minutes at most, we'll be in the dark of the night."

"What the sir, said is still poetic." Balzen leaned over and said, "Now our flea fighters have changed into new clothes. The temperature has dropped, and the old clothes have to be put on. Do you think there's anything else to arrange? ”

"Now that we're sure the bugs have exploded, there's no harm in putting on this old clothes. Next, the warriors should go to the fire, and everyone also divided potatoes, sugar, and tea powder, and ate all of them to further replenish their strength. ”

Balzen saluted and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll arrange the troops." If the chief has any arrangements, I will be on call. ”

Yang Mingzhi nodded and watched this person leave.

Speaking of which, I still miss some people, that is, the children of the youth camp. You must know that their losses in this battle can be described as tragic, and nearly seventy percent of the personnel were sacrificed! If it was just an ordinary soldier, it would be cold-blooded to say that such a sacrifice would not hurt the troops. At present, the girls in the youth camp are all trained as nurses, and this time these girls of sufficient age are thrown into a fierce battle, which is really not what I wanted.

Yang Mingzhi's heart suddenly seemed to be pressed by a stone, and his mood was extremely depressed. "Kids, you're having a very hard time! So many people died, and no one could laugh. Even if you laugh, you smirk. ”

Accompanied by Abram and other guards, Yang Mingzhi went directly to the field hospital. It was precisely because of those girls in the youth camp that they could have been nurses, and they also started to fight the doctors at the moment.

In the makeshift field hospital, two doctors had already completed all the surgeries before the sun went down.

None of the people who survived were seriously injured, and almost all of the wounded here were limb injuries. You know, rifle bullets in this era were enough to break someone's arm with one shot, and the wounded were very lucky, at least no one had their bones broken. The weather was still relatively cold, so no one was infected with the wound, but even so, in order to prevent sepsis, each injured person without exception received a shot of penicillin.

Night had fallen, and several bonfires had been lit around the hospital. The tents of the children who survived the camp were set up near the hospital.

Twine ropes have been hung between several large trees, and they are covered with pieces of cloth, which must be used again and again because of the lack of hemostatic cotton. The injured patients were the weakest, and they lay flat around the campfire, and Yang Mingzhi soon saw the child, Kharkiv.

"Abram, let's go!" With a flick of his neck, Yang Mingzhi led people into the hospital, he forgot that there was one person in his guards, and the arrival of so many people really surprised the doctor.

"No! No way! All the wounded need to rest, you ......" It wasn't until Yang Mingzhi arrived close that the chief doctor of the Blacksmith Village Hospital saw clearly that this was the chief of staff.

Yang Mingzhi ordered his guards to be pushed to the campfire and sit down to roast the fire. And he himself squatted straight in front of the injured Kharkov, looking at the young man who was silently weeping, and listening to his guilty muttering one after another.

"Stinky boy, I can still feel your courage to lead people to charge, and now I have nothing to say, people can't be resurrected after death, and there is no point in continuing to blame yourself." Although the current Kharkov is agitated and speaks heavily. What happened during the battle, Yang Mingzhi also heard a thing or two.

In fact, there is nothing special about the heavy losses of the juvenile battalion this time, because the total casualty rate of the entire unit participating in the operation is as high as 70%. That is, in this era, the war has evolved into a general war, and the troops can withstand this perverted casualty rate. The youth battalion is used as regular soldiers, and they naturally cannot be left alone.

The middle-aged doctor looked for Yang Mingzhi's back, leaned over, and said, "The chief cares about this child very much? He was very fortunate that the bullet was removed just after the injury, and the wound was treated. So for him, we just removed the burlap and replaced it with a sterilized one, and it was no problem to put a needle on his ass. ”

"The bullet has been removed, and you didn't do it?" Yang Mingzhi was very surprised.

"How so, my deputy division commander! It's none other than your wife, Bersica, who does this. Seriously, I think Besica must have been inspired by the frying pan, although this treatment is too brutal, the effect is actually not bad" As she spoke, the other children in the youth camp came together, including Nina and Shura.

Unlike the others who watched the excitement, because these two people had won a lot in the battle, this time I wanted to report to the commander. Although the so-called youth battalion suffered heavy losses and killed and wounded many enemies, the brothers and sisters who died were not killed in vain.

Yang Mingzhi whispered left and right, "Children, since you are all here, as the parties concerned, tell me what did Besica do at that time?" ”

"When we entered the camp of the enemy's infantry regiment and set it on fire, Besica and Natasha were desperately trying to kill our wounded." Acting Officer Ruslan explained.

The doctor continued, "You see, sir, I have wrapped the child's whole arm in a white linen cloth for no other reason, but Besica must have welded her muscles with a red-hot dagger. As far as I know, that girl is the only one who dares to do this. ”

"I think Bessica can do something different, and use a red-hot dagger to burn the wound, which is really effective in stopping the bleeding, but it's terrifying." When he said this, Ruslan obviously had palpitations, and Yang Mingzhi noticed that the other girls' frowns were more than ten layers old. Obviously, the treatment of star fruit is too terrifying.

"Of course it can only be that girl." Yang Mingzhi really had mixed tastes, so he simply raised his arm and showed the scar to the onlookers. "Now you can see clearly, I have suffered similar injuries to Kharkov. This method of treatment is indeed very cruel, but in the battlefield where there is a lack of medicine and rescue, she can only make this decision. In fact, this is a method that the Chinese guerrillas would use, and in distant China we fought against the Japanese, and there was a real shortage of medicines. At that time, there was no penicillin at all, and in order to avoid wound infection, it was simply the best means. ”

Star fruit violently treated several wounded people at that time, and now there are lucky ones who have been sent here, and the wounds have really not worsened for a few days. The children never imagined that this was also a unique treatment method in hard guerrilla warfare!

With his sleeves rolled down, Yang Mingzhi stood up and shook his pants, and looked at everyone with a smile: "Children, especially girls, you are really still beautiful." Don't think about it now, we must rest well tonight, and we will continue our journey tomorrow morning. ”

Just as Yang Mingzhi turned around to leave after his inspection, two girls called out his name......