Chapter 152: Discharge
I heard Yu Zhi's wailing in the operating room next door, just separated by a white curtain, and on the other side of the curtain was Chen Yu.
Crossing the Nu River, Chen Yu and Yu Zhi, two wounded, were taken to the hospital. Several Americans carried stretchers to send people in, and those white faces were better than the letter of introduction from the division headquarters, and while the other wounded were still lying in the hospital corridor or on the road outside, waiting for treatment, Chen Yu and Yu Zhi were pushed into the operating room.
A terrible cry surrounded him, not only Yu Zhi's scream, but his cry was the loudest.
As early as when he entered the operating room, Chen Yu fell asleep, and it was the afternoon of the next day when he woke up again.
It wasn't until he was in the hospital for a week that Chen Yu was able to move on the ground and fight this battle, which caused serious mental and physical trauma to the whole person.
He and Yu Zhi lived in a special care ward, and there were several colonel-level officers in the room, and the smell of sanitizing water was in the air, which was extremely unpleasant.
Holding a bowl in one hand and a thick bandage on the other, Chen Yu lay on the hospital bed and drank a mouthful of sticky rice porridge, with a few pieces of egg shells remaining on the plate.
On his neck hung a medal, a third-class Baoding medal, a great award. Yu Xiaoqing applied for medals for all the surviving commandos, not only Chen Yu alone, he and Die Die won the highest level of the Baoding Medal that a school officer can obtain, and other soldiers have won other low-class medals of loyalty and bravery.
Ah Yi provided timely support and provided strong assistance to the final annihilation of the Takeuchi United, and he was awarded the Order of the Fifth Class Baoding.
In the morning, a certain commander went to the front and handed it out to everyone as a reward for the leader of the country.
The two assault teams, the living and other meritorious soldiers of this campaign, were collectively awarded at the training ground. The wounded soldiers, the highest commander of the Western Yunnan Expeditionary Force, went to the military hospital to present the awards, showing the importance attached to the disabled soldiers.
Yu Zhi lay on the bed and blinked: "Give me a mouthful?" ”
"I'm also wounded." Chen Yu refused to feed Yu Zhi.
"I'm seriously wounded."
"If you hadn't blocked the door with a tank, Lao Tzu would have been hit with a grenade?"
Yu Zhi said deliriously: "How can you blame me, Lao Tzu also wants to fight to the death and not retreat." The Japanese climbed the wall and threw grenades, heavy machine guns changed barrels, and the broken Browning changed the barrel slowly to death, who let you not bring a very Makqin. ”
"You're going to carry it for me?" Chen Yu put down the bowl.
"Don't you want to touch my tank in the future."
"Who's rare."
Chen Yu drank the sticky gruel in the bowl and went to the ground to move one or two. His injuries looked serious, but in fact they were serious, and a grenade fragment pierced into his shoulder blade, almost destroying his shoulder blade. Fortunately, the Japanese army lost the old Type 93 grenade, which has a small amount of fragmentation, otherwise his neck would have to be blown up into a hedgehog.
"I'll be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, it's not fun to stay here."
Yu Zhi said: "I also have to be discharged from the hospital, I can't eat enough here, and I don't have meat to eat." ”
"Come on." Chen Yu twisted his shoulders slightly: "You want to eat meat, I still want to eat meat." ”
"I heard that you have raised a buffalo in your group, and you have been raising it for more than a year."
"Mouse face, I told you not to fight the idea of cattle, do you think you are the Flying Tigers Air Force, you can eat beef as you like? You're just a tanker, not a pilot, and if you're a pilot, I'll make the cow and give it to you in a bowl. ”
Yu Zhi was sullen when he heard this: "I heard that there is going to be a war, go to Longling and Tengchong, and maybe go abroad to Burma." ”
"I have been fighting for more than ten years since 918, and I didn't fight that year?"
"Why are you like this?"
Chen Yuyi turned his head: "I'm like this, I don't like the Datongpu ward next door, where the brothers don't dare to breathe when they see you." ”
Following.
Curled up in the carriage, groggy and experiencing the bumps and shaking. From the military hospital to the division headquarters, Chen Yu saw that Chanda City was full of soldiers, most of whom were not soldiers from the Yu Division, but soldiers from other divisions or armies.
Regardless of Yu Zhi's pleas when he left, the guy had a hole in his stomach, and the Allied medic cut all his intestines. When he saw Chen Yu leaving, he repeatedly instructed Zhang Lixian to help him watch his tank car, and never let others drive the tank away.
Chen Yu's clothes on his whole body are still the Kabuqi military uniform he wore when he was fighting, and there is a gap on the back of his shirt, which is the cut made by Master Mai when he helped Chen Yu treat his wounds. Wearing a tattered military uniform, he carried a Baoding medal in his pocket, except for two pistols on his belt.
A Colt pistol, a six-wheeled pistol.
Nodding his head and thanking the driver who brought him to the division headquarters, Chen Yu looked up at the sandbag fortifications on the mountainside, as well as the formed firepower shooting range. The battle was won, but Yu Xiaoqing still didn't need to change it, and there was still a large number of cross-fire from heavy machine guns and light machine guns on the mountainside of the division headquarters.
His arms were hung from his chest with bandages, his ears were wrapped with bandages on his forehead, and his shoulders were also wrapped in bandages.
Dressed in tattered military uniforms, Chen Yu could no longer find the steel helmet that had saved him several times. Master Mai and the others left themselves alone after they threw themselves in the military hospital, and Chen Yu didn't see them come once.
The sentry under the mountain stopped Chen Yu: "This is a military place, and idlers can't go in." ”
"Lao Tzu is attached to the Sichuan Legion, looking for a division."
"The teacher is not here."
Chen Yu said: "Who is there?" ”
"It's not there, please go back."
"Do you have a car? Give me a ride. ”
The sentry shook his head and said, "Sir, I'm a big soldier, where can I get you a car?" ”
After touching the ashes, Chen Yu looked up at the patrols that kept walking on the mountain, and after looking at it for a long time, he didn't see anyone who the division headquarters knew. Zhang Lixian, whom he knew in the past, was also not there, Yu Zhi was lying in the hospital humming every day, and He Shuguang was lying under the land on the west bank.
Inexplicably remembered He Shuguang's unlucky bastard, Zhang Lixian had come to see Yu Zhi once before, he came to change the medicine, but he had only seen it once. Zhang Lixian said that He Shuguang died in battle, which is a pity.
Just when Chen Yu was about to leave the division headquarters alone and return to the regimental headquarters of the Chandachuan Legion, he didn't know if there was anyone else in the regimental headquarters.
A car sped from the winding mountain road, and in the co-pilot sat an old major general officer, who sat up strongly, and Li Bing behind him immediately got out of the car to support the major general officer.
It was Tang Ji, after getting out of the car, he turned his head and glanced at Chen Yu, he wanted to say something but didn't say anything, and walked a few steps to look back. Suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at Chen Yu, looking like he recognized that it was you.
"Major Chen, you're not recuperating in the hospital, why did you come here?"
Chen Yu stood upright and saluted him with the only right hand that could be raised: "Hello Chief Tang!" After staying in the hospital for a long time, there was no big problem with my body, so I was discharged. I wanted to report to the division, but the sentry said that the division was not there, and now I was going to go back to the regimental headquarters. ”
Tang Ji walked on crutches and comforted him earnestly: "If you are injured, you can recuperate, you have made such a meritorious service, and the master is preparing to reward you." It's not a coincidence that you came today, the division went to the west bank to give the Sichuan army a reward.
Don't go back, take my car and let the driver send you to Chanda. These days are a good time to recuperate, and when you are still useful in this battle, you are a hero. During this time, we are also busy, busy planning the next move, and at the same time striving for your reward from above, it is not a medal that can prevaricate your merits.
The medal is a reward given to you by the Expeditionary Force Commander's Department, as well as a reward given to you by our division and army. ”
Chen Yu: "Thank you for the deputy division and the division, and the subordinates are willing to serve the dogs and horses!" ”
"Okay, okay, the driver will send Major Chen back to Chanda."
"Brother Shen!"
"Hmm!"
Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.
But it doesn't matter who it is.
There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.
on this.
Shen Changqing is used to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.
Arguably.
In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.
The Demon Suppression Division is huge.
The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.
Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.
Have memories of the predecessor.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.
Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.
At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.
Access to the attic.
The environment has changed in vain.
A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.
The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.