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510 Prisoner of War Camp (Middle)

The method was a bit disgusting, but it worked very well, and several European missionaries who were there to watch it because they were going to be trained at the time shouted that it was Eastern witchcraft, but when they themselves encountered such problems in care, they had to treat their wounds in the same way. The full-text and ad-free novels are all biquge.info on Aishang Novel Network

So those who lie here, even if they lose an arm or a leg, as long as they can survive the initial pain, can finally live, and later put on a wooden leg, or put half an iron hook on their arm, and still return to the Spanish countryside in the future to scare the children, or tell the ignorant peasant village women in the tavern about their experience in Southeast Asia, in order to cheat a free drink...... In contrast, the wounded in the camp of the European army opposite, although they were under the care of "their own people", were probably not even a tenth of the wounded who survived. If they knew the real situation here, I'm afraid they would all rush to climb over and surrender......

Aror raised his head and looked out of the city, in the direction where the Spanish army was, and there was a trace of sadness in his heart, although the concept of nationality was not strong in these years, but as a powerful country in Europe, and was once a member of the strongest army in Spain, there was no trace of pride in his heart.

It's just that this pride was first completely shattered by the great iron ships and rocket artillery of the Joan navy, but then they were able to appreciate the other side of them—this army was merciless in attacking the enemy, but after defeating the opponent, it showed considerable tolerance and mercy. The care of the wounded in captives was even more considerate than the Europeans' own armies.

But Aror knew that this was not something special for them by the Joan Navy, it was just that their medical skills had naturally reached this level. Compared to the murderous doctors in Europe who only know how to cut the patient's veins and bleed, the Chinese military doctors here obviously know how to save people, just as their soldiers know how to kill people better.

Obviously, proud Europeans should sooner or later realize this - they are no longer the most civilized society in the world.

With such a complicated mentality, Aror walked through the wounded to a more remote corner inside, which was not very well ventilated and a little damp, but correspondingly, the wounded who were placed here were all about to heal, and would not care about the environment - the Joan Navy was very careful in this regard

On a bunk, a Spanish officer with a bandage on his head was talking to a priest who was not seriously injured, but had been knocked unconscious because his head had been broken by debris from the blast. Like all Spaniards who have woken up in the ambulance, he was desperate to know what he was in, which side he belonged to, and what was crucial - safety.

The officer was stubborn, and he refused to believe that he was in a prisoner of war camp - the neat environment in front of him, the white sheets, and the fact that the white parishioner, dressed in black, was clearly European, convinced the Spanish officer that he was currently in the mission hospital, and even speculated whether he had already stormed Manila.

The priest had been pestered by him for a while, and was a little impatient, but in order to maintain the demeanor of a servant of God, he still had to talk to him patiently. Thankfully, Aror's timely presence freed him from this embarrassment.

Frank ...... Francisco? Morality? Major Ajmel! ”

The Spanish officer, who had been called out by his nickname and then by his full name and official position, looked back in amazement, and when he first saw the green uniform worn by Aror, he immediately instinctively reached out to the side of the bed, trying to grab his sword, but of course he did nothing. But then he stared at Aror's face, and his face showed surprise, delight, and anger.

"Aror! Oh God, I'm dazzled...... Is it really you? ”

"It's me, you read that right. I carried you off the battlefield - just as you carried me out of the dead of the Netherlands. ”

Aror walked up to his old friend, and first skillfully checked the other party's injuries - basically every Joan Navy soldier had to undergo some simple first aid training, as well as basic hygiene knowledge, the old friend's injuries were indeed not severe, and they would not be infected, so Aror sat down beside him.

The "rescued" priest nodded to him gratefully, and immediately went to the side to take care of the other patients, leaving the two of them to talk

The Spanish officer gradually calmed down, he looked at the green uniform on Aror's body, and then looked at the surrounding layout that was different from the European style, and finally sighed:

"So I'm really captured......"

"Well, but you don't need to be ashamed - you were unconscious when I found you."

Aror knew that this old friend was from the knightly class and attached great importance to the glory of the family, so he specially comforted him. However, this sentence made the other party pay attention to him.

"So you were one of those despicable enemies who hid in the shadows and shot us with bombs, and beat us Flemish boys to the point of crying and crying for their mothers, but they didn't even dare to show their faces? Aror, I didn't expect to shoot at us one day! ”

Major Frank looked at Aror with great anger, but the latter just spread his hands with a straight face:

"In God's name, Frank, there is no me among those people. Although I joined their army, my Chinese superiors did not require us to fight against our own countrymen...... In fact, we were given orders to clean up the battlefield after the battle, to treat the wounded who could still be saved, and to treat them humanely - that is the environment you are in. ”

Frank breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Aror swear in God's name that he had never been his enemy. He looked around, and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face:

"Thank God, they're civilized people - this is an officer's ward, right?"

"This is a ward for the lightly wounded, and the conditions are even better for the seriously wounded. There is no distinction between high and low living facilities by rank...... At least not in the prisoner of war camps. ”

Aror responded, and Frank noticed that the place, though neat but not cramped, was surrounded by a number of hospital beds with people lying on them—it was clear that it was impossible for so many officers to be captured at the same time.

Right next to him, a low-ranking soldier with a big beard had just woken up, and happened to hear their conversation, and reacted similar to Frank just now, with an expression of disbelief on his face, and immediately shouted at the top of his voice:

"God, what the hell, this is where they hold their captives? How I feel like an officer's quarters! ”

Although he had just expressed a similar opinion, Frank immediately showed a nonchalant officer's demeanor, and gave a fierce expression of disdain to the rude big-headed soldier who interjected casually.

Aror didn't have such a strong sense of hierarchy, glanced back at the soldier, and responded:

"This is the wounded and sick area, the place is more wide, and the average prisoner is required to huddle ten people into a large tent...... But in any case, it is certainly stronger than the camps of European armies. ”

Hearing Aror speak of Europe in a very flat tone, as if he had become indifferent, Frank looked at him with some surprise. Apparently interested in why old friends have changed so much. But because there was someone next to him, he didn't want to ask too much, just asked a question that everyone was very concerned about:

"So, Aror, do you know what they're going to do with us?"

As soon as these words were spoken, several awake soldiers next to them immediately came over, obviously everyone was very concerned about this issue. Aror didn't shirk either, and thought for a while:

"Based on my own experience, it should be like this: First, you will stay here until the end of this war. Then they would identify all the captives, and if there was any killing of civilians, women, etc., they would be punished. If the crime committed is severe...... They were also accustomed to using the gallows here. ”

"Is it also a crime to kill or injure an opposing soldier on the battlefield?"

Frank asked very carefully, after all, it was a matter of his own life. Aror shook his head:

"That doesn't count according to their rules, but I think if anyone is too prominent and angers their soldiers, I'm afraid they won't have a chance to enter the prisoner of war camp."

Hearing this, everyone next to him nodded quite understandingly, killing and injuring too many other people's comrades, and still hoping to survive?

However, in this situation, the Spaniards are not very worried about this......

"Oh God, we've never done anything like this, not even a soldier on the other side!"

The bearded soldier beside him shouted hurriedly, and Aror glanced at him, a look of some kind of complication on his face—as if amused, as if pity.

"Indeed, I'm sure none of you have had the opportunity to make these mistakes yet, so this level shouldn't be sad."

"And what about after that?"

"After that, you will be sent to the mine to do physical work for a period of time, which can be regarded as atonement for your aggression, including those who have been identified as having committed relatively minor crimes, and they will also be sent to the mines, and they will work in the coal mines. If I hadn't committed any crimes, it wouldn't have been long, and I had been working for about half a year before I was released. ”

When he said this, a wry smile appeared on Aror's face:

"But it's really hard to live after being released, and it's better to be in the mines, at least every day with white bread and offal soup, and see whole pieces of meat every week...... They are really not harsh on people who do dry work. But when you go outside, you can only rely on yourself, and it is not easy for you to support yourself as a white person. ”

It's almost the end of the month, and I'm going to ask for a ticket.

Recommended tickets are required! Ro

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