The military doctor who entered the room came out again, still carrying a bag of unknown things in his hand.

"What are you going to do? Yes! Amero! ”

Hitoshi Onozuka, who was held down by everyone, was terrified, and screams erupted from his mouth.

The medic ignored it, crouched down and tore open Hitoshi Onozuka's trouser leg, and while observing the wound, he pulled out a pair of pliers from the cloth bag.

The movement of the hand did not stop, and the pliers caught the piece of shrapnel that almost penetrated the opponent's thigh, and pulled it out hard.

"Don't ...... Ahh!!hhhhh ”

The terrible screams echoed in the forest, and the military doctor had no tricks at all, purely using brute force to pull shrapnel out of Onozuka's leg.

A stream of black blood almost spurted out, and the sharp pain rushed straight to his brain, and Ono Tsuka's teeth were about to be crushed, and he almost fainted from convulsions in pain.

The military doctor was not ambiguous, took out another suture needle, completely ignored the other party's pig-like screams, and sewed silk threads on the wound very roughly.

Due to the lack of medical treatment, high-end goods such as wound sutures have long been gone, and military medicine is a kind of endothelial fiber from the root of a mulberry tree.

It is a thin fiber thread made by removing the surface layer of mulberry bark to expose a soft long fiber layer, and is simply hammered.

In the old days, experienced doctors used this thing to stitch up wounds on wounded soldiers, and it may have been rudimentary, but now it has become a rare first aid item.

However, there were not many mulberry threads, and the finger-long wound on Onozuka's leg was only stitched with three stitches, barely connecting the skin and flesh.

"Aren't you going to heal? Isn't this going to help you cure, huh... Don't thank me. ”

The medic put away the small bag of tools and smiled grimly.

Although he robbed Onozuka of two sweet potatoes, he also helped him treat his leg, so they don't owe each other, and others can see their value as a doctor, and they dare not despise it.

The reason why those defeated soldiers did not dare to be presumptuous in the medical center, nor did they dare to attack the military doctors, was entirely because he could more or less treat people's diseases and injuries.

On the contrary, the military doctor is also quite prestigious, and the soldiers will take the initiative to show favor and provide him with some food, so that they can treat themselves at a critical time.

This is the way of survival of the military doctor, otherwise his arrogant attitude would have been torn alive by those soldiers who were so hungry that they lost their minds.

The little notsuka on the ground was so painful that he died, and he was almost scared to death if he didn't die of pain, and he thought that the other party was going to use him for foreign meat.

I finally breathed a sigh of relief, and just wanted to stand up, but I felt that the world was spinning for a while, and my consciousness began to gradually blur.

Although the military doctor helped him hastily stitch up the wound, the violent methods still made him suffer both mental and physical torture, coupled with blood loss and hunger, and soon fainted...

……

By the time Ono opened his eyelids again, it was already night.

He was dragged to a corner of the open field by other soldiers while unconscious, and his rifle was snatched by no one else, and the only weapon on his body was a grenade.

The military doctor was still conscientious and fed him some water, but at the end of the day, his stomach was empty, and extreme hunger swept over.

"I'm so hungry..."

Ono touched his rumbling stomach while the pain in his leg continued, and the wound seemed to be a little inflamed and swollen in this humid environment.

As far as the eye can see, the number of soldiers around the medical center seems to have increased a lot, as if they are all for the purpose of getting the doctor to help treat the sick and heal.

They may feel that this medical clinic is the last pure land, which can give everyone hope to live.

In fact, this is a dilapidated bamboo and straw house, and a thin military doctor who is a little perverted in his heart.

Some of the soldiers also lit a bonfire, as if they were roasting some unknown piece of meat, and they didn't know what beast they had caught, which was good luck.

The smell of burnt paste wafted out, and it didn't take long for the group of devil soldiers to drool.

It's just that a few fierce soldiers over there are in control, and the military doctor is also among them, who are also hungry for the scorched meat on the fire.

The others couldn't get close at all, so they could only swallow their saliva next to them.

But they seemed to have made a mistake that they shouldn't have made, and Ono Tsukashi subconsciously looked at the sky, and his body shivered unconsciously.

Alas, let's get out of this place of right and wrong quickly.

Now we can only take one step at a time, no matter what, it is hope to live, but first we have to solve the food problem.

What to do?

Hitoshi Ono found a branch on the ground to use as a crutch, and walked into the forest with his weak body in mind, thinking of trying his luck in the woods to see if he could find wild vegetables or sweet potatoes.

At night, the woods are out of sight, and the insects are chirping one after another in the darkness.

The originally pleasant insect chirping made people even more upsetting to listen to at this moment.

Because I'm so hungry...

I don't know how long it took, but Hitoshi Onozuka, who finally came to a pond, planned to sit down and take a breath.

Looking at the sparkling pool of water in front of him, Onozuka's mouth was dry, and he really wanted to go up and take a few sips desperately, but he didn't dare to do such an act at all.

There is no active water in this small pond at all, and there is a stagnant pool of water in which countless germs and parasites are active, and there may be corpses soaked in buoys, which is absolutely sour in one bite.

It is not like a tropical high-altitude island, there are no mountains, no streams, no rivers, no ponds on the island... A proper microbial paradise, you can't drink it directly without boiling.

There are already many little devils who don't believe in evil and think that they are in good health, and they have tried this kind of death, but in the end they are all infected with the intestines, have a high fever and fever, are already weak and lack of medical treatment, and they will die in a few days.

So even if he was so thirsty that his throat smoked, Hitoshi Ono didn't dare to drink the water here.

"Dumbfounded..."

Ono Tsukashi was startled by the sudden sound, and originally thought that he was alone in the vicinity, but he never thought that there was movement next to him.

Just a dozen meters away in the bushes, the sound was like a wild beast chewing, and it was particularly permeating in this quiet night.

It could never be a beast, and after such a long siege, the island would have been ransacked with all that could be eaten.

If there were any living creatures other than people, they would have been caught and eaten by those hungry Japanese soldiers long ago, so how could they have stayed until now.

Could it be that someone secretly hid some food and hid here to eat alone?

Hunger can always make people impulsive, and thinking of this, Ono Tsuka Ren no longer has half a bit of fear, but wants to find out.

Searching for the voice, he boldly walked over.

After gently picking away the grass in front of him, he saw a squatting figure sitting on the ground from a distance, touching something and feasting on it.

The man ate so hard that he didn't even notice anyone behind him.

The stomach growled again, and seeing that the other party was eating so deliciously, Ono Tsuka Ren seemed to be fascinated, and unconsciously continued to walk towards the other party, and his mind was also thinking about how to let the other party get a piece of the pie.

It's to pull down your face and pray... Or is it just a hard grab? Ono Tsukasa subconsciously pinched the wooden stick that was used as a crutch in his hand.

In his current state, it seems that it is more reliable to knock the stuffy stick from behind.

Click...

While thinking about it, Ono Tsukasa didn't notice the dead branches on the ground, and stepped on it with a crisp sound, and it was difficult not to be found now.

"Who's where?"

Sure enough, the man let out a scream and turned to look behind him.

Only then did Onozuka see the other party clearly, a ragged and equally skinny Japanese soldier, with a little flesh and blood hanging from the corners of his mouth, and what was surprising was that his two eyes seemed to be like a beast with a hint of green light.

In an instant, Ono Tsukasa only felt his scalp tingle, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and a chill rushed straight to his head...

Because through the moonlight, he could clearly see what the other party was holding... It's a severed hand that has been gnawed to a bloody blur!!

He... He... He's actually eating people!?

(End of chapter)