839 amputations
"Hold him down! If you want him to die, let him keep messing around! A doctor clutched the scalpel and said coldly to the soldiers who were helping him.
Several soldiers hurriedly pressed the wounded man on the hospital bed, so that he could undergo the operation more calmly.
"The legs are no longer good, sawn off! Sawn off! The doctor tore open his pants and looked at them, then spoke to his assistant.
He couldn't keep himself busy, there were about a thousand people here, so he could only look at each wounded and let them live as long as he could.
"This man's footsteps are no longer good, sawed off! Sawn off! The second man lifted the blood-soaked sheets, and the doctor said coldly.
The soldier, who had heard that his leg was about to be sawed off, grabbed the doctor and begged bitterly: "Doctor! Doctor! Don't saw my legs! Please! Please! Don't saw my legs! โ
"Your leg can't be saved, and soon a large area of muscle will die, believe me, I'm saving you!" The doctor tossed his hand away, still speaking coldly.
His courage is still cold, without a trace of emotion, because if he has to invest in everyone's feelings, then he doesn't know how much emotion will be wasted.
In the huge factory building, countless soldiers lay on the ground or on hospital beds, and the sound of wailing came and went, almost like hell.
Everybody here is tormented, everybody here is in pain. Compared to those who died directly on the battlefield, they don't know whether it is lucky or unlucky.
Fortunately, although they were wounded, they were still alive and well. But to live like this, it's really hard to say that they are lucky.
"This one is an immediate blood transfusion! And save! His injuries are not serious! Deal with it now! You do it yourself! "Seeing a new wounded, the attending doctor commanded.
His words can be regarded as saving such a life. The soldier had been shot in the arm, and the wound was not serious, but it was just that he had lost a lot of blood because he had been transported back a little late.
After hearing the doctor's order, an assistant beside him immediately took action, he carefully looked at the medical record card that the nurse had arranged, and commanded: "Blood type B!" Prepare plasma now! Immediately! โ
"There's no help with this!" Touching the body with his hand, which was still warm, the doctor at the head looked at the assistant next to him and ordered, "Let people carry him out!" He's dead! โ
The officer, who was accompanying the doctor, reached out and covered the eyes of the soldier's corpse, which were still open.
This kind of thing happens every day, and they are no longer surprised. The number of soldiers who died here is almost impossible to count.
Every day the soldiers who died here were transported out and then transported to the relative rear for burial. Despite always being victors, the losses of the German soldiers were no less enormous.
No war is dead, and even if there is, it is in the more distant future. The German soldiers paid heavy sacrifices to win today.
At this stage of the war, the battle of surprise attacks forming large-scale encirclement and annihilation battles has become a minority, and the battle of fortified battles has become the mainstream.
In this case, the casualty rate of German soldiers also skyrocketed, and the losses could have been higher if not for preparation.
It is precisely because of the preparation that the blood source is continuously transported from the rear to the front line, and it is precisely because of the preparation that penicillin, an anti-natural drug, will be developed in time.
Even so, Germany lost countless soldiers, with more than 300,000 suffering moderate or more casualties or deaths in the two months following the start of the war.
The number of minor injuries appears to be higher, probably 500,000. The pre-war stockpiles of medicines were running out, and the rest had to be offset by production capacity.
Fortunately, the Fรผhrer has already mobilized many industries for war in advance, otherwise, just waiting for the time to increase production capacity is enough to make people anxious.
If there is not enough medicine, ammunition, and weapons production capacity, then while waiting for an increase in production capacity, the combat effectiveness of the entire German army will be sharply reduced by a third.
This was absolutely intolerable, but fortunately most of Germany's war-related production capacity had now been mobilized, which reassured the Army General Command.
"This ...... Double leg amputation! There is no other choice! Direct anesthesia! "As he passed a soldier whose legs had been blown off by a mine, the doctor pointed and said.
On the bed next to him, a lieutenant officer was calmly reading the newspaper, holding a two-day-old newspaper in his hand, and blood oozing from a bandage on one leg.
"How's it going, Mr. Lieutenant, does it still hurt?" When the doctor walked over, he asked a question in passing.
The lieutenant put down the newspaper and smiled wryly: "I can't sleep because of the pain every day, I need more morphine, more." โ
"Mr. Lieutenant, a lot of people need anesthetics, and we don't have a lot of stockpiles." The doctor shook his head and refused the request.
In fact, in order to maintain rapid advances, many German units used stimulants on a large scale.
This is also an important reason why many war veterans cannot escape the shadow of war: they are already addicted to drugs and cannot extricate themselves.
And the German soldiers, who had already used stimulants, were very often drug dependent. When they are injured, they become more dependent on medication......
"This one can be carried out, he can't be saved." Walking past a soldier who was still breathing, but clearly out of order, the doctor continued to dictate the lives and deaths of these men.
The soldier was still breathing, and his eyes were a little blank as he looked at the doctor in front of him, trying to open his mouth to speak, but he didn't have the strength to speak.
He seemed to want to raise his arm to prove that he still needed to be rescued. But his hand hung limply from the edge of the bed.
Two soldiers came over and carried the wounded soldier's stretcher off the hospital bed, and soon a new wounded was brought over by the soldier on the stretcher.
The process was very quick, as there were no spare beds at all. There were wounded everywhere, unimaginably numerous.
No one even wiped the blood left on the hospital bed just now. No one cared about the blood, and the wounded were not clean anyway.
"Next...... This amputation! "As if it were only amputation, the most common word this doctor said seemed to be amputation.