"Damn the Germans!" Yu Yang pushed the German who was pressing on him aside, wiped his face with his right hand indiscriminately, and was spit out blood by a man, Yu Yang felt very uncomfortable.

Slowly getting up from the ground, Yu Yang checked the wound on his left shoulder, the bullet was probably stuck in the bone, but the wound had been blurred by the flesh and blood of the damn German's fingers.

It hurts, it hurts, the flesh is buckled a little by the German's fingers, this feeling is not something that ordinary people can bear, Yu Yang's head is constantly sweating, his steps are a little unsteady, and he staggered to the second floor.

Yu Yang walked back to his room step by step, gritted his teeth and took out the backpack he had hidden, and there was a first-aid kit in it, which could simply bandage his wounds.

Yu Yang took a deep breath, used his last bit of strength, took out morphine and a needle, and injected himself with a morphine, relieving the pain first, Yu Yang would not be partially paralyzed at all, but just injected a medicine near his wound.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Yang took out something to stop bleeding and applied it to his shoulder, then took out a bandage for bandaging, and bandaged the wound twice, and the bleeding finally stopped.

As for whether the wound can be recovered, or what it will look like, Yu Yang does not know, but one arm is injured, for Yu Yang, his ear has just recovered, and his shoulder is now injured again, which can be said to be a catastrophe.

However, compared to the inaudible collapse when his ear was injured, this time Yu Yang was much calmer and did not give up on himself.

Just when Yu Yang had just bandaged his wound, there was another sound of footsteps downstairs, and Yu Yang tried his best to get up from the ground, but he felt that his body was like a thousand pounds.

Maybe the morphine he just took had a side effect, Yu Yang now has some difficulty even lifting his uninjured right hand, and his eyelids have become very heavy, as if he is going to fall asleep at any time, maybe forever.

The vision began to become more and more blurred, Yu Yang tried hard to open his eyes, but the eyelids no longer listened to Yu Yang's call, and fell slowly, and finally Yu Yang's vision became a gap, and at the last moment of closing his eyes, Yu Yang saw an earthy yellow figure appear at the door of the room.

The two old Maozi touched the building where Yu Yang was there, and as soon as they walked to the staircase, they saw the bodies of two Germans, and one of them touched the body of one of the Germans with his hand and found that there was still some body temperature.

"These Germans have just died, there may be their own people upstairs, pay attention, don't shoot indiscriminately!" After finishing speaking, he held his submachine gun and rushed quickly to the location of the corridor on the second floor.

There were a lot of corpses in the corridor, the corpses of his comrades-in-arms, the corpses of the Germans and the corpses of the Italians, all piled up together, Lao Maozi made a gesture, and Lao Tzu behind him immediately took out his bayonet and prepared for hand-to-hand combat.

This room is a little weird, there are a lot of corpses, there are more than a dozen corpses downstairs, two corpses at the staircase, and even more upstairs, there are nearly twenty corpses piled up together, which looks very terrifying.

Lao Maozi carefully checked the rooms on both sides of the corridor, and after making sure that no one was found, he walked to the last room, where an old Maozi rushed directly into it with a bayonet, while another Lao Maozi squatted at the door with a submachine gun.

Once there is an abnormality in the house, they will directly turn around and go into the house to shoot, touch the whistle, these old hairy people are quite rich in experience.

Lao Maozi, who rushed into the house with a bayonet, found that there was a pot in the middle of the room, but the fire had been extinguished, and in the corner of the room, there was a friendly soldier, who seemed to be seriously wounded, and his left shoulder was wrapped in gauze, and he couldn't tell what it looked like, and his face was full of blood, and his face was swollen and no longer human.

Lao Maozi looked at Yu Yang who fell to the ground, and shouted at the outside of the house, Lao Maozi outside the house walked in and glanced at Yu Yang who was on the ground: "Huh? Is he dead? ”

After trying Yu Yang's neck position, there was still a beat, and his nose was still breathing, and he shook his head: "I'm not dead, I'm still alive, I don't know if I can get through." ”

The other old man looked at Yu Yang with some loss, how much he wished that his comrade-in-arms lying on the ground was dead, so the backpack he was holding tightly in his hand was his own.

This is also one of the rules on the battlefield, the items captured by friendly troops cannot be snatched from each other, whoever captures it is who's own, of course, if the comrade-in-arms has died, the thing is ownerless, whoever grabs it is whoever's, as for the matter of taking credit for the captured items, only our army has it, after all, it is poor.

One of the old Maozi took down the backpack that Yu Yang grabbed in his hand, opened it and looked at it: "Tut-tut, this guy is really rich, more than a dozen cans, little Ivan, come, give you three!" I'll take three more! ”

Lao Maozi, who took the lead, took out three cans and put them in his pocket, then held the weapon and sat down opposite Yu Yang.

Little Ivan took the three cans and swallowed his saliva: "Ikanov, isn't it good for us to do this?" He's not dead yet, we'll share his things, and he's still an officer, in case it's a political (defense and harmony) committee, will he kill us when he wakes up! ”

Ikanov smiled: "Don't worry, we'll take care of him here, if he can survive, these things are what we deserve, after all, we took care of him, thank us as it should be, if we don't come, maybe he will be killed by the Germans who touch him, and these things will be snatched away by the Germans!" ”

"Of course, if he doesn't survive, these things will be ours, and we will rest here tonight, little Ivan, you keep watch for the first half of the night, and I will keep watch for the second half of the night!"

After Ikanov finished speaking, he looked at Yu Yang's backpack a little greedily, rolled his eyes, found a position not very far from Yu Yang and sat down, leaned against the wall, and slowly closed his eyes.

After hearing this, Little Ivan nodded, picked up the machine gun that Yu Yang threw on the ground, ran to the position of the staircase, squatted down cautiously, and stared at the staircase.

After Ikanov closed his eyes, he saw little Ivan walking out of the door, slowly opened his eyes, looked at Yu Yang who was lying on the side, took out his bayonet, and slowly walked to Yu Yang's side.

"This comrade, I don't know if you can survive, but I see that you are so seriously injured, I don't think you will survive, you should be in pain now, I will relieve you of the pain, what do you think?" After finishing speaking, he walked towards Yu Yang step by step.

Ikanov's eyes were full of greed, and he swallowed his saliva, just now he just glanced at Yu Yang's backpack, and he already had murderous intentions, so many cans, if this person died, these things would be his own, and this is a war zone, and no one will know if one or two more people die.

Ikanov had already walked to Yu Yang's side, and the bayonet in his hand was slowly raised......