Chapter 673: Unlucky Gurov

Four days later, the Second Sanatorium for the troops directly under the Ministry of Internal Affairs in Moscow. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Today, the sun is shining, and the office of the director of the nursing home has another uninvited guest.

As soon as Dean Shemenik saw this, his mind immediately became eight: "I said Lieutenant Gutor, didn't you say it before, you need to recuperate and rest in this state, I will tell you in advance when you can leave." ”

"Comrade Dean, can you give me an exact time?" Comrade Lieutenant was dressed in a hospital gown, and he didn't see any major problems, but his face was a little pale, his complexion was not so good, and he was relatively thin.

Semenik invited the other party to sit down, poured a cup of honey tea and gave it to the lieutenant: "To be honest, you come to ask twice a week, and I'm annoyed if you don't bother!" ”

I'll be honest with you: "Actually, you can be discharged from the hospital now, whether it's going back to the army or going home, as long as you pay attention to rest and keep up with your usual nutrition, it's no problem."

But when the deputy commander-in-chief of the guard sent you here, he conveyed the order of the deputy commander to have a fully recovered you!

Lieutenant Gutor Alekseevich Gurov, can you also be considerate of me? It's not easy for me! ”

All the talk has been said for this part, and Gurov has no choice. Anyone's orders can be disobeyed, and the orders of the deputy commander-in-chief must be carried out.

A few months ago, they set out from the guerrilla camp of the 53rd Independent Cavalry Division, and they were almost successful in crossing the blockade line, but they were discovered by the Germans for unknown reasons. In the end, everyone was about to get out of danger, but they were in a daze and were fired with mortar shells!

Fortunately, the bombed place was already on the side of the Red Army, and it was immediately rescued by its own side, but the injuries were very serious!

The operation was done three times, and the blood transfusion added up to nearly 5,000 ml, and the blood transfusion was carried out while bleeding, and now the blood in the whole body is not his own!

However, Gurov still did not give up, and said to the dean: "I will write and call the deputy commander's office, and if the marshal agrees to let me return to the army, then you will give me a slip." ”

"No problem!"

The chief was eager to send people away: there are many wounded nowadays, but in fact, many of the wounded are discharged from the hospital after basic recovery, and then sent to the homes of villagers near the army to recuperate for a period of time.

Units that have the capacity will raise the wounded who need to recuperate in their own units, while those with poor conditions can only rely on villagers and urban families with better housing conditions and the ability to take care of the wounded.

As for the troops that are constantly transferred, then it is only necessary to throw the wounded to the rear, who is convenient for whom to receive.

Once the wounded have recovered, they want to return to their own units?

Difficult!

Sometimes the front-level medical unit that receives the wounded can't understand where your unit is! And there wasn't that time. Therefore, where ordinary soldiers and junior officers are rehabilitated, they find a special institution near the place to receive these "stragglers" and rejoin a unit.

As far as ordinary soldiers are concerned, when the battle is fought to this point, it no longer matters which branch they join, as long as it is the Red Army.

As for the physical condition: the wounded can return to the combat unit as soon as they are discharged from the hospital? A lot of times that's! In the hospital, there is no time and beds to raise all the wounded in vain, and they are basically sent away when they can move.

Gurov wants to go and still won't let go!

Depressed, he returned to his ward in the nursing home, three beds in a small house, but he was saved only today, and the other two patients were just sent away in the morning and went back to their respective units, which made him envious!

If you have nothing to do, you can only lie down and sleep, and as for exercising?

I exercised early in the morning, arranged reasonably and strictly according to the doctor's requirements for restorative exercise, and never exceeded the standard.

Snipers understand what it means to be hasty!

How can I sleep in the middle of the day, my mind is messed up!

Originally, before crossing the blockade line and returning to his own front, he was still worried about his future fate, but he didn't expect that after learning that he was injured, the deputy commander directly ordered the highest level of rescue for himself! Otherwise, according to the average level of ambulance and casualty evacuation near the line of fire, Gurov will not only be finished nine times out of ten, but even if he is rescued, he will be disabled nine times out of ten!

I was thinking about it in a daze, when I heard footsteps coming from the corridor outside: it was the sound of military boots.

When I looked up, I saw two officers pushing open the hidden door and entering.

Gurov looked pleasantly surprised, because it was Landeskoch and Alyosha who came in!

The two of them also carried two large pockets in their hands, "Captain, Alyosha!" ”

As he spoke, he got up.

Landskoch hurriedly wanted to stop Gurov's movements, thinking that Comrade Lieutenant was still bedridden!

"It's okay, I'll sleep for a while, it's good morning!"

Seeing that there was no problem, Landskoch said: "Okay, let's go back to the guard as soon as possible, since Minsk, I haven't added a few people to the captain of the guard!" Lack of people. ”

Gurov glanced at the captain, and Alyosha who was laughing happily, "Impossible, right?"

Lack of personnel in the Deputy Commander's Guard?

"What's strange, the marshal always lets people out to exercise, and the real good hands are less than half of the original, so you kid hurry up and get better."

It was Alyosha who spoke, "By the way, the marshal mentioned you a few days ago, saying that he wanted the 53rd Cavalry Division to report you to the guerrillas, and you should wait for the award!" ”

During the Battle of Minsk, only one of Gurov's entire combat team survived, and dozens of kills were recorded in the first half of the battle. But in the second half, no matter how many Germans he killed, those later achievements were not confirmed.

Lin Jun is also a person who protects his shortcomings, thinking of the unlucky Gurov, even if he can't be awarded a medal in the special project of sniper, I heard that Gurov will do a good job in the guerrillas, so he will compensate his own guards from that opening.

The three talked about old friends, Gurov was a sniper, asked Ivan Shidorenko.

"Don't talk about that little white face, this kid and Vasily will be poisoned by the capitalist world and tormented in the United States!"

"Huh? What's going on?" Gurov didn't know about his old friends joining the youth group, so he was still in the partisan army.

At first, I was a little envious when I heard that these two guys were going to the United States, but I began to gloat when I listened to it!

"Leonov came back and said that those few were about to get nervous, running down tens of thousands of kilometers, doing nothing, except for speeches and visits, and endless trains and ships, which snipers do!"

As Landskocchi spoke, Alyosha shoved one of the pockets into the cupboard next to the bed, looking at the weight.

"What's that?" Gurov asked.

"American condensed milk, just for you."

Condensed milk, one of the best nutrients for the recovery of the wounded today.

"Forget it, you better take it back, captain, I'm going to be discharged from the hospital this time, this bag is enough for me to eat for half a year, if you want to stay, then it's better to kill me!"

(Gurov is about to be discharged from the hospital, the blood bat is a serious stiff neck and lack of sleep, this chapter is based on the big pillow on the bed with a mobile phone code, the neck of the computer for the past two days can't bear it, I hope it will be better tomorrow morning.) (To be continued.) )