Natasha unloaded her rifle and handed it to Igor. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info She unloaded her small bag again, which contained not only dry food, but also hygiene products and the most important medicines.

She didn't plan to bring any medicine with her, because this operation was a "desperate" operation. The majority of soldiers know that such a former residence is hundreds of kilometers deep, and injury means death, and it is better to fight until the last moment to gain time for comrades than to drag the large army back.

Natasha only later learned that she had an extra medical box stuffed into her backpack, and when she opened it, she saw anti-inflammatory drugs, a pair of surgical forceps, and even needles and threads to suture the wound. A piece of paper was also stuffed in the box, which read: Natasha, my good sister, you are surgically trained, although my words are a little ominous, maybe these medicines can help you in a special moment.

This is Besica's concern, Natasha's heart is warm, and now, the extra medicine has become a lifesaver for these friendly wounded.

Natasha began to prepare her tools, and for her current medical skills, she was simply a poor Mongolian doctor. The dead horse is regarded as a live horse doctor, and the girl can only bite the bullet.

Suddenly, the young man, who was holding what was probably his girlfriend's hands, suddenly crouched in front of Natasha and shouted almost in a commanding tone: "You are a military doctor, hurry up and save Kaya!" Hurry up! ”

The guy's appearance was very abrupt, and Natasha turned her head to look. To be honest, she thought the girl was going to die. It's just because of the girl's appearance that it makes people think about it, and then look at this tear-stained teenager, it's really pitiful.

"Well, we're going to have to do at least one check!" As she spoke, Natasha untied her helmet and pulled down the two braids that had been coiled up.

"You're a woman?!" The boy was taken aback, perhaps because the thick clothes and somewhat sloppy appearance concealed the girl's appearance.

"Not exactly. I'm not an adult yet, you can call me a girl. Natasha didn't say anything more, and she immediately crouched down in front of the injured girl.

The wounded man's wound was covered with blood, and suddenly, some blood-red erosion actually flowed out. Natasha's mind was buzzing, she had also served the seriously wounded in the military hospital. As far as the wounded man was concerned, it was clear that his internal organs had rotted.

This was wounded by a rifle bullet, and must have come from a warrior's Mosin Nagant. The bullet is small, it spins violently, hitting the torso of the human body, such as the intestines, and the cavity effect it brings can destroy the entire digestive system of the person, except in the era of advanced medical treatment.

Only people with extremely strong psychological qualities can maintain their composure. The wounds of this wounded man were desperate, the blood was still flowing, what a beautiful girl, she was about to die.

Natasha asked, "Sister, are you also a guerrilla fighter?" ”

The wounded nodded reluctantly, her gaze full of decadence, as if death was not far away.

At this time, the young man seemed even more irrational, his hands were directly on Natasha's shoulders, and he roared angrily: "Tell me quickly, she is still saved!" You were the ones who made her like this, and you were the ones who caused Kaya to die. You are responsible! Be responsible! ”

The man's expression was so excited that Natasha subconsciously pushed him away. The boy was also restrained by two guerrilla fighters, as the captain ordered that they should not be disadvantaged by the white-cloaked allies.

Natasha stabilized her emotions, she really didn't know how to proceed next, because this wounded girl really had no chance of being saved.

This is the bloodiest part of the battlefield, and if it had been before, Natasha would have been scared to the ground. Now as a little hero who has killed countless enemies, his psychological quality is extremely powerful. I also participated in the rescue of the wounded with star fruit, and I have seen too many bloody things.

She did not use tools such as pliers to find shrapnel in the wounded's bodies. It is impossible for her to be saved, even if Raslyutin is here, she has no power to return to the sky.

Natasha took the girl's hand and asked, "That boy, is that the person you love?" ”

The wounded nodded, and said in a weak voice: "He is Vasily, we grew up together, joined the partisans together." Unexpectedly, I was going to die. ”

Natasha did not comfort her, what words like "you will be fine" are simply insulting the intelligence of the wounded girl. Boys and girls only see what is happening, and anyone with a discerning eye can guess it. They loved each other, and the war had caused the girl named Kaya to die.

With the last of her strength, the girl turned her head to look at the teenager who was being held up by the guerrilla fighters. "Vasily, what a pity, I'm going to die. My love, I'm sorry......" She obviously wanted to say something more, but her face quickly became distorted, and then blood spurted out, and her body trembled, and after a few seconds, the person did not move.

She's dead......

"No!" The boy saw what he least wanted to see, and he used all his strength to break free from the soldier's grasp, and actually kicked Natasha down with a brisk stride, as if she had killed his girlfriend.

This was unbearable pain for the boy, who snatched the pistol box of a guerrilla warrior, and the warrior's captured Luger pistol was taken out, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed at Natasha.

This scene shocked everyone, including Igor, such a scene was completely unexpected.

Natasha lay on the ground with her arms outstretched, staring at the muzzle of the black hole. "Am I going to die, to be killed by my countrymen, why!? I'm not reconciled! I didn't make a mistake, and I shouldn't have died like this. Sir...... Berekov...... Besica. She thought as if she had been sentenced to death, and her eyes gradually closed.

The boy seemed to be about to shoot, and he woke up violently to see his comrades, all pointed at him, including those in white.

"Stop! Are you going to kill our medics? Vasily, lay down your weapons immediately, or we will shoot first! A man who looked like an officer commanded in a loud voice.

Young Vasily, his face was full of tears. Natasha slowly opened her eyes and saw that the muzzle of the gun was shaking, and the gun bearer was trembling.

"Vasily, lay down your arms! Kaya is dead, do you want to be the enemy of your allies? Do you want to be a traitor to the state? ”

As soon as the words fell, the young man turned his head sadly and angrily, and roared angrily: "Never! I'm not a traitor! ”

The muzzle of his gun was flattened, and in full view of everyone, he actually pressed against his jaw.

"Kaya is dead, and I have no relatives. What else can I do?! Then, a gunshot rang out, and the boy fell to the ground with a bang.

Natasha was stunned by this scene, and she slowly got up, this brain was all messed up. What kind of thing is this?! Die for love! This person is so stupid, your girlfriend wants you to stay alive!

Igor rushed up and helped Natasha. "Are you alright? It was really dangerous just now. ”

"I'm fine. It's all gone, and I have to get on working. The rest of the wounded had to be operated on urgently. ”

Life and death, Natasha has seen too much. In this operation, the veteran Sasha exchanged his sacrifice for the lives of the soldiers of the reconnaissance company, and he hoped that everyone would be safe and sound.

The girl shook her head, the bodies of the two boys and girls who had grown up together, dragged by the guerrilla fighters, and perhaps it was consoling that they would at least fall into the eternal abyss in a tomb.

Natasha didn't think much about it, and she began surgery to remove the shrapnel from the bodies of the potentially viable wounded, then sprinkle them with anti-inflammatory drugs, and finally violently stitch up the wounds. Such an operation is really barbaric, and it is the only way to save life in extraordinary times. Natasha didn't say anything comforting, "The operation has been done, and whether you can survive depends on your luck and endurance." (To be continued.) )