Complaining is complaining, but since you have come to this damn era, you can't get rid of your identity as a fucked person. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The military doctor is okay to say, but the old Jiang Qian's attendant can't change anything. It is also a big obstacle for me to defect to the Eighth Route Army. If you don't say anything else, you really voted for the Eighth Route Army. Your own family is really in trouble.

It's really an era when a person's life is not as good as a dog, and Zhang Guochang, an emergency surgeon who was used to seeing blood rain in the operating room just now, almost didn't vomit.

One by one, the wounded soldiers were either missing arms or legs, listening to the wails of their comrades in pain.

Zhang Guochang's heart twitched for a while, feeling sorry for the pain of his comrades-in-arms, how could there be so many anesthetics available in the field hospital, so he could only stand up. Zhang Guochang could only speed up the operation as much as possible to reduce the pain of his comrades.

It turns out that **** is not rich!

After all, the economy of the whole country is put there, and all anti-inflammatory drugs, painkillers are all imported. It would be nice to have some.

Zhang Guochang watched several soldiers being hurt to death with his own eyes.

One lucky soldier was shot a dozen times, but he didn't hurt the vital part and was carried off the battlefield.

However, he was most fortunate to meet Zhang Guochang. If you change to another doctor, there are more than a dozen holes, and you can't stop the bleeding at all, and if you can't stop the bleeding, it's over.

Zhang Guochang urgently stopped the bleeding with a golden needle, and then patched up more than a dozen holes as if sewing clothes. The lucky warrior survived.

There was also a fighter whose stomach was cut open by shrapnel. The intestines are all out, but they are not dead.

He was sent to the hospital by his comrades. Zhang Guochang cleaned his intestines, stuffed them back, and stitched them up. In such an era and such a medical environment, it is up to God whether or not you can survive.

Thinking about Zhang Guochang's stomach, it churned a little.

The concentration of war in just half a day is far more than the sum of all the wars that Zhang Guochang experienced in his previous life.

The shock of war is far beyond what can be portrayed in films, memoirs, and other documentary materials. People who have never experienced war can never imagine how worthless human life is in war, and a dozen people may be lost if a shell goes down.

On the battlefield, Zhang Guochang forgot all the techniques and tactics he learned in the army. I only know how to repeat one action, reload and aim and shoot.

Time passed in memory, and tiredness drove away Zhang Guochang's fear of war.

Early the next morning, Director Sun of the field hospital called Zhang Guochang to the office and looked at him with a cold face with a document: "Doctor Zhang is good!" The commendation orders of the military department have come down! Killed 3 squadron leaders, 5 squad leaders, more than 20 military coopers, and more than 100 devils. You're a sharpshooter! After speaking, he slapped the document in his hand on the table with a "snap".

"What can you do?! You're deserting! You're a doctor! Your duty is to treat the wounded!

What did you do at the front? It is to let you treat your wounded comrades nearby.

It's not for you to leave your wounded comrades behind and run to fight. What kind of doctor do you like to fight so much! You go to the combat unit and forget it. “

"The guns don't have long eyes, you said that if you make some mistakes. How do you ask us to explain to the chairman?! Who can afford this responsibility! “

Zhang Guochang looked at Dean Sun calmly, and waited for him to finish speaking before he said lightly: "The last sentence is what is in your heart, right?!"

As I said, I am an ordinary military doctor of the National Revolutionary Army.

I have nothing to do with the chairman. If something really happens to me, then I can only complain about my fate, and I don't need you to give any explanation to the chairman.

You don't have to be held accountable. ”

"Zhang Guochang! Is that how you talk to your boss? What is your attitude? Dean Sun was a little annoyed and angry, his face turned red with anger, and he slapped the table and reprimanded

"Dean Sun, that's my attitude! I'm a military doctor and a soldier. The chairman of the committee also said that there is no distinction between north and south, and there is no distinction between old and young, and no matter who they are, they all have the responsibility of defending the land and resisting the war. What's wrong with me killing a few devils? Zhang Guochang said against Dean Sun's words

"You! How can you know if you're such a big person? What if something goes wrong? …………”

"That's it! Come on! Don't nag! There are not many anti-inflammatory drugs, should you, as the dean, hurry up and apply to your superiors to supplement some medicines? And this is the Chinese medicine I prescribed. You arrange for people to buy more. Zhang Guochang was nagged by Dean Sun's headache, so he quickly interrupted him, handed him a prescription and said

"What does this do?"

"Anti-infection, promote healing!"

"Look, that's right! You are a talent of the party-state, and you understand Chinese medicine and Western medicine. You should put your mind to saving lives. If you have a case, it will be a loss for the party-state! Dean Sun said happily

"I said you're not done, aren't you? It's okay, I'm leaving! Zhang Guochang couldn't stand Dean Sun's nagging, so he turned around and walked out.

"Why are you going?"

"I'm going to save the wounded."

"I'm telling you, don't go to war! Otherwise, I'll lock you up! Dean Sun chased Zhang Guochang out of the office, and when he couldn't catch up, he shouted from behind

Zhang Guochang didn't look back, shook his hand and walked away with the medicine box on his back.

Today, Zhang Guochang went to the garrison area of the 88th Division, in the Hongkou area.

As soon as we arrived at the 88th Division's station, just after the meeting, the commanders of the various units were walking out. Major General Huang Meixing, commander of the 264th Brigade of the 88th Division of the 9th Group Army, greeted Zhang Guochang with a laugh when he saw him, patted Zhang Guochang on the shoulder and said, "Doctor Zhang is welcome!" Welcome! Yesterday, Dr. Zhang was very powerful! It's not Dr. Zhang, his 87th Division was in danger yesterday. Dr. Zhang is here for our trip! How about I give you a battalion commander! ”

"Brigadier Huang! I'm just a doctor, I can do surgery or something, I can't do it as a battalion commander. Yesterday, I just killed a few devils, but I didn't dare to take credit. ”

"With Dr. Zhang's marksmanship, it is more than enough to be a major battalion commander! What do you think? Come to my brother! Huang Meixing saw that Zhang Guochang did not agree, and unwillingly continued to tempt Zhang Guochang

"Haha! I said that you are too young and childish! If Dr. Zhang comes to my 262nd Brigade! I'll give you a promotion to lieutenant colonel and form a sharpshooter battalion! The whole brigade of personnel is as you choose. "**** Zhu Chi, the commander of the 88th Brigade of the 262nd Division of the 9th Group Army, forked the road on the side

"I said that your old Zhu doesn't bring this, I'm talking to Dr. Zhang! What are you talking about? Huang Meixing was a little anxious when he saw that Zhu Chi wanted to cut off his beard!

"That's it! You two don't fight! It is impossible for Dr. Zhang to go to the combat unit, and his appointment to the military seat does not count. Dr. Zhang came to our division today, and you will give me a good reception. After a while, the battle will be tough, and the dead and wounded will be indispensable. The wounded brothers are all up to Dr. Chang! Zhang Boting, chief of staff of the 88th Division, interrupted the conversation between the two.

Huang Meixing saw that the chief of staff had spoken, and he no longer argued with Zhu Chi, and turned back to Zhang Guochang and said, "Doctor Zhang's little RB is bored today, and he is cowering in the fortress and doesn't dare to come out. It's time for us to get the little RB out into the sea to feed the fish at once. For a while, I said that we had to use Dr. Zhang's magical marksmanship to help us take out the devil's machine gun and mortar. ”

"I'm a doctor, I can't go to war! You'll have to talk to our dean! Just because I killed a few little devils yesterday, our dean trained me all morning today! Zhang Guochang said embarrassedly

"The old man? Forget it! It was a stone in a pit, smelly and hard! I didn't dare provoke him. Huang Meixing said with some dejection when she heard this

After that, he was unwilling to persuade, "Doctor Zhang, there is a way to be unaffected by the life of the monarch outside!" You can't bear to watch the fighters take their lives to block the devil's machine guns. ”

"This! Let's talk about it when the time comes! Zhang Guochang thought about it and did not refuse again.