To dodge the bullet, he took a few steps forward, quickly threw himself down, and rolled a few times. He was so fast that the enemy searchlights were artificially twisted and did not follow. In order to cover his comrades to attract the enemy, da, da, da, da, he opened fire on a group of enemy troops who were about to jump over the barbed wire. At the sound of gunfire, one of the enemy soldiers fell down, and the other seemed to be wounded, and the ghost cried wolf in pain, and in the silence of the night, he was so frightened that everyone else crawled on the ground. Probably the reason for the firing muzzle fire, the searchlight quickly locked on him, and the machine-gun bullets rained like a waterfall in the front and back, left and right. There was no way to hide, and all I heard in my ears was the whoosh, whoosh, the sound of bullets flying by, and the pop of falling to the ground. He is now in great danger and could be wounded or killed at any moment. He didn't care about his own safety, thinking about the safe evacuation of his comrades and the safety of his prisoners; Because the intelligence in the captive's mouth is the key to this mission! He fired with * and a shuttle, and while the enemy was lying down, he turned and ran backwards. Enemy searchlights chased him, and bullets chased him like eyes. He felt hot on his neck, he was scratched by something, a little slimy, and he touched the blood on his hand. His heart sank for a moment, in front of the enemy's position, under such heavy fire, it was difficult to retreat without the support of his comrades when he was wounded. There was a small mound in front of him, and he threw himself on it, rolled behind it, and took out a bandage to bandage his wound. Seeing Xiao Zhang, Xiao Li escorted the captive away. He also had to get rid of the entanglement with the enemy as soon as possible and evacuate to a safe place. The sky was already dark, and a few searchlights shone around him as if he were looking at the sky. No disguise of his disguise worked. Now the possibility of being wounded is too great, and if you are wounded, you may be captured. I remembered the oath to join the party, and I can't be captured and betray the motherland even if I die! He fired a couple of shots with *, got up and ran backwards. Numerous enemy machine guns were pointed at one person, and the fire was too fierce. After running a little mound in front of him, he ran up and was about to jump behind the mound when he was hit the back by something hot like a hammer, and he fell to the back of the mound. He knew he was injured, and his back felt like it was burned, but it didn't hurt. He could feel the wound bleeding like a worm, his head was a little dizzy, his eyelids were heavy, and he wanted to sleep. This is a sign of bleeding from a wound. He must not fall asleep now, and if he does, he risks being captured. He tried to shoot with a gun, but his wounded left back and left arm could not be lifted. He set * on the mound and fired fiercely with a gun in one hand. Jue suppressed some of the opponent's firepower, got up and shot while retreating. It's dawn. Originally, the searchlights were like daytime, and the night did not play much of a cover, but now it is even more difficult to completely lose the night. Suddenly, his leg felt like it was broken, and then he didn't feel a leg anymore. He was now wounded in two places, his eyelids were pale from the loss of blood, and his body was cold for a while, and his body was as weak as if he had been cramped. He put his hands on the ground, trying to stand up, but couldn't. With faith and perseverance, he grasped the ground with both hands, and climbed backwards with difficulty with one uninjured leg; Take one more step and be one step away from the enemy and one step closer to your own troops. Pools of bright red blood were left behind him. He climbed slower and slower, his body became stiffer and stiffer, and his hands did not have the strength to grasp the ground, and he seemed to feel that he had never been so tired in his life. He was bleeding profusely and dizzy; The eyes are also blurry, and the eyelids droop and I feel like I'm about to fall asleep. He snorted and opened his eyes vigorously, if he fell asleep now, he would never be fishy! He tried to get up, with his gun on his body, and as soon as he stood up with one leg, his waist felt like he had been hit by a car, and he knocked him to the ground. A breeze ruffled his black hair. It was as if his body was blown up by the wind, fluttering gently in the air, drifting farther and farther...... The farther it goes.....

In the barbed wire encircled prisoner of war camp, the four corners of the wooden tower resembled a simple turret, two stories high, on which two people, a machine gunner, and a searchlight lighter. The gates are guarded by heavily armed gendarmes. On the left hand side of the gate is a row of prison houses that look like large warehouses. On the right is a row of simple wooden houses, which are broken into a dozen square rooms and become dormitories, offices, and infirmaries. After Liang Guocheng was wounded and passed out and was captured, the enemy army doctor felt that he was too seriously injured and would not have survived 24 hours if he had not undergone surgery in time. Those who were transferred to the prisoner camp on the same day. In the infirmary of the prisoner of war camp, there was a white-painted white table in the corner of the wall, on which were some medicine bottles and canisters, and there was a small bed without handrails that was narrower than the bed and a little higher. If you want to say that this is an operating room, that is, the smell of medicine when you enter the door and a curtain with a red cross at the door, the rest is an ordinary room. Liang Guocheng was placed on the operating table because the bullets were all fired into his body from behind. He was facing his back and up, and two yellow-haired, blue-eyed doctors were examining the injury.

One said, "We can only do it for his leg, and the other ...... for the other operation," and the other, like an assistant and a believer, with a cross on his chest, said, "Oh God! He was so badly wounded. ”

The doctor said: "The conditions of the prisoner of war camp and my technique can only be used for leg surgery; I can't guarantee that he won't walk lame in the future."

The assistant said, "If other surgeries are not done, will he die?"

The doctor pointed to the top of his head: "They don't care if the captives live or die!" It can only be seen by his own creation. ”

Liang Guocheng needs surgery most on the upper body, waist and back, because a bullet in the lumbar vertebrae, the bullet is a little deeper in the lumbar vertebrae, the whole body will be paralyzed, and if the operation is not taken out in time, he will not be able to straighten his waist for life. Upper back injuries are bullet grazing of the lungs, and if the operation is not performed in time, it will cause lung infection, and the patient will have a persistent high fever and even death. When Liang Guocheng first arrived, the big-nosed doctor took an X-ray of him, knowing that the severity of the injury could be life-threatening. I learned all the things that doctors are theoretically doing in school. However, as soon as the medical school was completed, he was conscripted into the army and sent to the front line, and it was a prisoner of war camp with poor medical equipment. A man like Liang Guocheng suffered a serious back injury, did not have the necessary medical equipment, and did not have an experienced doctor; If the surgery is performed by an inexperienced doctor, there is a risk that you will be paralyzed or die after the surgery! If there is no surgery, it is possible for a young person to survive with his strong vitality; Of course, disability is a lifelong disability.

Liang Guocheng fell asleep, thinking that he was dead, and the severe pain pulled him back from the line of death, and the damn doctor saw that he was unconscious and did not use anesthetic. He slowly opened his eyes and saw himself crawling on the operating table, with white sheets under him, and his nose inhaled a strong smell of thorn. His brain slowly came to his senses, and he remembered the reconnaissance mission and covering the wounded comrades. He thought he might have been rescued, and that the doctor from his own army was treating his wounds. He remembered Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu was a doctor, and he received a letter from Xiaoyu before the battle, knowing that she was going to join the army. According to the day, Xiaoyu should also arrive in North Korea. If it was Xiaoyu for surgery, how good it would be! He wanted to get up and take a look, but was held down by the doctor's assistant. It was a heart-rending pain again, and I felt the knife cut through my leg, and then the flesh on my leg cracked, and something stirred on the bone. He was sweating profusely, his teeth were bleeding, and his hands pulling the sheets with his hands were bleeding! The doctor took the bullet from the crack in his leg bone with tweezers and threw it into the medical tray. The doctor breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his head, and smiled knowingly with his assistant. Then he was bandaged with stitches and medicated two wounds on his back. The assistant opened the door and shouted, and two South Korean soldiers came in, and they couldn't help but say that one of them took one of his arms and walked out of the door.

Liang Guocheng always thought that his comrades-in-arms had saved him, and the doctor in his own army operated on him. Suddenly, I saw two small men in South Korean military uniforms coming in from outside the house, regardless of the fact that he had just undergone surgery and the two serious injuries were only briefly bandaged, and he walked out after picking him up. Only then did he realize that he was now in the enemy's place, and that it was the enemy doctor who operated on him. He fell into great shame, in his subconscious, being a prisoner was the greatest humiliation of a soldier, hating why he didn't commit suicide before he fainted! He was completely unprepared, they moved him too violently, and blood immediately oozed from the bandages covering the three wounds. His porcelain teeth grinned in pain, and he almost cried out. He was wounded and bleeding too much, and he had just undergone surgery, and his body was too weak to stand up if it weren't for the South Korean soldiers carrying him. He dragged his legs and let the Korean soldiers drag him along, leaving drops of blood behind him.