"You're a 'breakout hero'?" The wounded asked.

"Yes!" Shulka replied: "That's what they call me, but that's not the point!" The point is that you have to be brave in it, isn't it? This is another war, comrade! War between you and the wounds! ”

The wounded nodded, then took the waterga, tilted his head, and drank half a bottle of wine with a "clatter".

Then the wounded man threw the bottle aside and shouted, "Come on, I'm ready!" ”

The nurse handed the wounded a towel, and the wounded took it and stuffed it in his mouth and bit it.

At this time, Shulka saw something terrible to him, and Dr. Anatoly took out a small saw and aimed it at the wounded man's thigh......

Heart-rending screams, flowing blood, tears of pain.

Shulka pressed the wounded man's waist to the ground, shivering at what should have been in pain, and the bone-itching "keke" sound of the saw on the other end...... As a result, the wounded man did not call out because he had a towel in his mouth, but Shulka helped him call out.

This cry is involuntary and uncontrollable, as if the saw was sawing on oneself and not on the wounded.

Then, after an unknown amount of time, Anatoly finally removed the wounded man's leg and treated his wound further.

This horror is not quite the same as facing life and death on the battlefield...... On the battlefield, they often want to kill the enemy and save their lives, so they ignore other things, and this tragic situation on the battlefield often happens instantaneously and ends quickly, such as a shell, a few bullets.

If you use the analogy of eating Coptis chinensis, the battlefield is to swallow Coptis chinensis in an instant, and the amputation in the hospital ...... It is holding Coptis chinensis, feeling it slowly melt in the mouth, and the bitterness gradually spreads and spreads, and then erodes every taste bud but cannot be avoided.

"You can leave, Comrade Shulka!" Anatoly said.

Because by this time the wounded had fallen into shock because of the pain.

Shulka nodded and walked out of the operating room, feeling like the whole world was a little different.

A cool breeze blew, and Shulka realized that he was sweating.

"Comrade Shulka!" At this time, Andreusa rushed over, she found the blood stains on Shulka's body, looked at the operating room again, and seemed to understand something.

"It's time for us to go back!" Andreusa had some dissatisfaction in her eyes: "Dr. Anatoly shouldn't have let you do this!" ”

"No, Comrade Andreusa!" Shulka said: "Anatoly is right, I should do it!" ”

Back in the ward, Andreusa first untied the gauze and examined Shulka's wound, which was reopened because of the force just now.

Andreusa didn't say anything, just quietly cleaned Shulka and rebandaged it.

After a while Dr. Anatoly came, he raised his head at Shulka and asked, "How is it?" No problem! ”

"I'm fine, doctor!" Shulka was a little embarrassed: "Just now, I made you laugh at ......"

"No, you're doing a great job!" Anatoly replied: "Especially the part where you convince him makes me feel your courage...... In fact, it's everyone! I mean, just now, the nurse who assisted me said a word! ”

After a pause, Dr. Anatoly took a cigarette out of his pocket and handed it to Shulka, lit it for himself, and continued, "Do you know what she said?" She said that until today, I don't know what the courage of the front-line soldiers is to fight against the enemy! ”

"Does it matter?" Shulka was a little puzzled, the operation just now seemed to be incompatible with the battle.

"Of course it does!" Dr. Anatoly said, "You, and the wounded, you have shown them what you have just done...... I can even say that it may be much more difficult to face the loss of your own leg than it is to face the enemy! ”

Shulka nodded in agreement, just as the wounded man had at first preferred to die rather than lose his leg.

In the days that followed, Shulka helped out in the hospital from time to time, and Anatoly gave Shulka the task of comforting the wounded in the event of a major operation, or visiting the intensive care unit to encourage them to face their new lives.

There, Shulka saw the amputee again, who was recovering well, but was too weak to sit up.

"My name is Xie Liuga, Comrade Shulka!" The wounded looked at Shulka gratefully: "Thank you for saving me!" ”

"No, I just ...... Just a few words! ”

"Yes!" Xie replied, "But these words are important to me, because I know that you must have done it, when you are facing enemies and pains!" You are our role model, Comrade Shulka! ”

Shulka was secretly ashamed, he didn't even dare to face Xie Yujia's gaze...... If Shulka had been in this situation, he didn't know if he would have been brave enough to face it.

Of course, Shulka certainly wouldn't say that, these wounded need a belief to keep them alive.

"Everyone else will do the same, Comrade Xie Yujia!" Shulka said: "Don't give up, you will be strong and find your place!" ”

Anything can happen on the battlefield.

On this day, the car brought a very special wounded man...... He was carefully lifted onto a stretcher and taken out of the car.

"Comrade Shulka!" Anatoly yelled at Shulka, who was talking to the wounded: "We need you to come and see this ......"

Shulka didn't know why they were so nervous, thinking that they would still comfort the injured who needed to give up their hands or feet as before.

But when he arrived at the operating room, he couldn't help but be stunned, and a mortar shell was stuck diagonally in the back of a soldier.

Yes, Shulka read that right, the shell did not explode for some reason, and the wounded were still alive, but their faces turned black in pain and broke out in a cold sweat...... The shell penetrated the uniform, exhausted its kinetic energy after penetrating the body, and then the warhead remained in the body, and some of the stabilizing wings of the shell remained outside the body.

"We don't understand shells!" Anatoly said, "I want to know...... Does it explode when we take it out? ”

"I don't know, doctor!" Shulka replied: "In fact, it should have exploded a long time ago, and the reason why it didn't explode was probably because the fuse was out of order, or because it was in poor contact somewhere, and it ...... at the slightest collision"

Then Dr. Anatoly understood.

"It's time for you to get out of here, Comrade Shulka!" Dr. Anatoly said.

Shulka didn't refuse the request, because he knew that staying there wouldn't help.

In the eyes of others, Shulka may be a hero, but Shulka will not put himself in senseless danger because of "hero".