The artillery battle at Guanghuamen lasted until 8 o'clock in the evening, and the Nanjing Field Hospital, which had been temporarily established in the vicinity of Confucius Temple, was overwhelmed by a huge backlog of wounded patients. Inside and outside the courtyard, whether it is the cloister, lawn, steps, and even the bluestone brick road paved on the ground, it is full of crowded dead and wounded patients, which looks particularly miserable.

The medical team that flew from Changsha to Nanjing in the evening at the risk of being shot down by the Japanese siege forces at any time was thrown into a stressful working environment as soon as it landed. The number of wounded and sick sent from the battlefield in all directions is increasing by a large margin, and the Changsha medical team that was ordered to rush to the hospital and the original doctors and nurses of the Nanjing Field Hospital together still look overstretched, and the surgical instruments that had been prepared long before the battle began, including bandages, gauze, and penicillin, and other medicines, were in a state of serious scarcity in an instant, and it was far from being able to solve the fire by asking for help from the surrounding cities that had not yet fallen, but I was afraid that by the time the airdropped medical supplies were in place, the minor and serious wounded waiting for surgery in the hospital would almost die……

Nanjing, overnight, became a city of despair......

As the saying goes, there should be no distinction between high and low, and all human beings are equal. But this seemingly sacred word became a veritable during the war years. When there is an extreme shortage of medicines, it does not affect the good treatment of some people. For example, Yang Longfei, a middle-level officer with a certain command ability, is naturally insignificant compared to the role they will play in the future in the war, and the lives of ordinary officers and soldiers, and even soldiers in a dying state, are naturally insignificant.

The nurse who was in charge of cleaning up the blood stains on the wound roughly counted all the scars left on Yang Longfei's body, there were eleven old wounds, eight new wounds, three of the old wounds had scabbed, and the other eight blood marks were still clear, which should have been left on the Songhu battlefield that ended not long ago. In the battle of Guanghuamen, almost all of the eight new wounds on the body were caused by Japanese artillery shells, but the shrapnel hit the location was not critical, and there was no major harm to the body. One of the most serious wounds was in the forehead, where shamprapnel opened a hole and* penetrated into the skin tissue, causing a local infection. Through the efforts of the surgeon, all the residues in the wound have been cleaned up and the corresponding bandaging treatment has been done. At present, the person is still in a temporary coma with a slight low-grade fever.

Under the command of a nurse, several soldiers carefully transferred Yang Longfei, who had just finished surgery, from the operating table to another hospital bed to rest.

During this period, the nurse found that Zhang Shan and others also had some large or small wounds on their bodies, and suggested that they bandage them to avoid infection, but Zhang Shan and others politely refused. In their eyes, their bodies are completely insignificant, and there is no need to waste the medicine and bandages that are already scarce, and it is better to use these things for the warriors who really need them.

Zhang Shan asked with concern, "Nurse, when will our group seat wake up?" ”

"I can't say that well, the key depends on his recovery after surgery. Your chief was wounded in the head, the wound was infected, and although he was treated promptly, he still had a low-grade fever. The operation went smoothly on the whole, and as is customary, the wounded should wake up as early as tonight and tomorrow night at the latest. But we can't guarantee whether his consciousness will be able to fully recover with the person's consciousness......" With that, the nurse turned and walked out of the operating room.

The first battalion commander Xie Dacheng was a little misty about the nurse's words, and he rushed over and asked the deputy regiment commander Zhang Shan: "What did she mean just now?" ”

"I haven't listened to it too much, it seems that we should wake up tonight or tomorrow night, I'm also a little confused, now ......" Zhang Shan scratched his head and muttered.

"No, the nurse told you, if you understand, you will understand, if you don't understand, you will ask again, what are you letting people go? Aren't you harming the head of the group? This regiment commander is placed in a place where no one cares about it and no one asks, in case someone dies, it will be yours or the hospital? Xie Dacheng yelled anxiously.

Zhang Shan is also a hot temper, as soon as he heard Xie Dacheng's meaning, his anger didn't come to one place: "I said Xie Dacheng, what the hell do you mean?" Who do you say? Tell me again! Did you eat* you? Are you in a hurry, what are you in a hurry? Lao Tzu is more anxious than you, but is it useful to be in a hurry? Can you make the regimental commander wake up now? Are you still howling? Are you angry? If you are angry, what are you going to do to me, if you want to have a kind of you go to fight the Japanese now, if you don't have a seed, you will find a place where no one will hit your head against the wall, you are in a hurry with me, you are not qualified yet! ”

"I'm fucking killing you for a fucking day, believe it or not......" Xie Dacheng said and picked up a bench from the ground and prepared to ram it over, Zhang Shan also picked up a scalpel from the table and stabbed it at Xie Dacheng, who was also in the operating room, and was torn apart by Qian Liyuan, the commander of the second battalion, and Cao Guang, the commander of the third battalion, who were also in the operating room, so as to avoid a fight.

"What is this? Are your brothers still playing with their lives? Are you all capable? The little devil is still out of town! If it had been in the past, I wouldn't have cared if the two of you had made a fuss, it would have been your own business! But what time is it now? Lao Zhang, you are also the second-in-command of our regiment, the regiment commander is injured and waiting for you to call the shots, why do you still pick up a knife to play with your life? Dacheng, can you save some saliva from that mouth? It's obviously an offending mouth and a nonsense here, it's already like this, is it useful to talk about it so much? Can't you say a few words less? Qian Liyuan tore the two apart and accused them one by one.

After hearing this, Xie Dacheng not only did not appreciate it, but scolded in a more mean tone: "Old Qian, don't stand and talk without backache, I haven't settled accounts with you yet, in the end, you kid has to take full responsibility for the injury of the head of the regiment!" What are you looking at me for? Isn't it? At that time, the whole regiment belonged to you and the regiment commander who were the closest, and the devil's cannonball smashed over, so you didn't know to block it for the regiment commander? What do you kid eat? What are you afraid of, isn't it just that half of your head was wiped off by the skin of a cannonball? What's the big deal, what are you afraid of, you ......"

Xie Dacheng's mouth undoubtedly brought another wrongdoer to himself, and Qian Liyuan, who was originally in the position of a peacemaker, also pointed the finger at Xie Dacheng at this time, and he said angrily: "Xie Dacheng, pay attention to what the you say!" I have lived my life to a dog for decades, who will bite whom? I see that you don't want to find something to do today, you are uncomfortable, right, why don't we go out and find a secluded place to fight, and each of us will be angry, so as not to talk too much in the future! How about it, do you dare? ”

Xie Dacheng sneered and agreed: "Okay, old money, this is like a gentleman, what Lao Tzu is waiting for is for you to say this!" Lao Tzu will accompany you to practice today, just to smooth the breath in your heart, otherwise Lao Tzu will suffocate to death if he doesn't make trouble......"

A few people were pulling to find a place outside to fight, when suddenly a sharp cannon shot broke everyone's mind...... Several people rushed out of the operating room as fast as they could, and found that the shell had landed on the steps outside the hospital gate, and a large crater was blown up on the spot, and half of the wall was blown down along the way.

This is the most advanced artillery shell of the "90" type * gun currently equipped by the besieging Japanese army, the caliber of which is 75 mm, and the lethality caused by the explosion on the ground is much greater than that of ordinary * guns.

This is not a shell that was fired indiscriminately because the Japanese army was bored, it was obviously calculated with a certain amount of precision, otherwise how could the bullet hit point fall impartially and just at the entrance of the hospital...... Zhang Shan and others' worries were not groundless, they had captured a military map connecting the three positions of Liuhang, Liuhe and Luodian from a Japanese soldier who had died in battle when they were fighting with the 11th Division of the Japanese Army, and all the geographical distribution on it was uniformly outlined by the Japanese army. Astonishingly, even the location of each of the wells in these three areas was marked by the Japanese cartographers, who knew far more about the Chinese mainland than the Chinese army.

At this moment, the night, which had already regained its calmness, suddenly caused another commotion, and countless shells fell one after another on the inside and outside of the field hospital and the surrounding houses, and the hospital, which was already overcrowded, turned into a place for the Japanese artillery to vent their anger, and one after another shells carried the ugly faces of the Japanese soldiers, and were gradually eroding the lives of the wounded Chinese soldiers......

The Chinese defenders in the vicinity of Confucius Temple and Yuhuatai also opened fire one after another, and the first round of artillery fire ended less than 40 minutes, and the second round of more intense artillery fire began again in this sudden situation......

Zhang Shan and others subconsciously took out the matching guns from the holsters, and were about to organize troops to go to the city gate to block the Japanese attack on the city, when they heard the shouts of Cao Guang, the commander of the third battalion, from the operating room: "Where are the people? The head of the regiment is awake......"

After hearing the scream, Xie Dacheng took the brunt of running into the operating room Yang Longfei's bedside, and saw that Yang Longfei had opened his eyes slightly, and his whole person looked extremely excited: "Leader, are you awake?" How does it feel? ”

Yang Longfei only felt weak, accompanied by a little nausea, for the first time he felt that he was as light as a feather, as if someone else could make himself float by blowing. He tried to lift his arm, but he felt like he was overwhelmed. He didn't know that his physical strength was so overdrawn that he couldn't even speak.

At this time, the phone in the operating room rang, and after connecting it, I realized that it was a call from General Tang Shengzhi, the commander of the garrison.

"Hey, is it Yang Longfei? Can you hear me? I heard that you are injured, is it serious? If the injury is serious and will affect the command work in the future, you must tell me in advance, and I will make appropriate arrangements! In this way, I will now give you two choices, one is to fly to Changsha tomorrow with a transport plane parked at the Dajiaochang Airport to recuperate in peace, and the other is to immediately withdraw your unit to the area around Qixia Mountain for temporary rest and recuperation, and the outer positions of Guanghuamen will be handed over to the Tiehaichuan Regiment to change defenses. Listen, it's not a matter of discussion but decision, you just need to pick one of the two options for me now, I have limited time, I don't care how badly you are hurt, as long as you can speak, tell me your choice immediately...... ...... you talk?"

Hearing only a "bang", the telephone and microphone in Zhang Shan's hand were all slammed to the ground. Xie Dacheng and the others were stunned, even Yang Longfei himself couldn't think that he was already weak and powerless, and he didn't know where the strength came from, or the phone call just now stimulated him, he was able to raise his hand and slap the phone to the ground, and the phone was forced to hang up......

When Yang Longfei dropped the phone, he suddenly felt a huge pain spreading all over his body, and after he gasped in pain, he fainted again......