The three Japanese soldiers who were alive were quite cautious, and when they heard the sound, the three Japanese soldiers took out the grenades from their bodies, knocked them on the door of their heads, and threw them out.

The Japanese soldier who thought he was safe carried his gun and cautiously stood out from behind the bunker, one Japanese soldier waved his hand and signaled them to move forward, and the two Japanese soldiers nodded, one left and one right, and wrapped themselves behind the broken wall.

At their feet, the bodies of two Japanese devils lay down, one of them had a bullet through his chest, and the blood stained his clothes on his chest, and the other died behind the broken wall, with a round bloody hole in his head.

Stepping on the corpse of their companion, the three Japanese soldiers cautiously approached.

Suddenly, a grenade floated overhead, accompanied by a roar, gunpowder smoke drifted, and the broken shrapnel hit the steel helmet, making a tinkling sound, accompanied by sparks, shrapnel penetrated the body of the Japanese soldier.

Zheng Da rushed out from the side with a gun, carrying a gun, his eyes glared at the dying Japanese soldiers on the ground, the bayonet stabbed into their bodies fiercely, and then took away the ammunition from the Japanese devil's body, and the rifle was behind his back.

In the dilapidated room, the scholar leaned against the ruins, and when he heard footsteps outside, the scholar immediately became cautious, holding a rifle between his armpits, hiding with one hand, hooking his fingers on the trigger, and staring at the dilapidated doorway.

But seeing Xia Yuan and Zheng Dayong appear in the field of vision, the scholar's hanging heart relaxed, and he leaned on the ruins weakly.

"Why did you hurt so badly!?" Xia Yuan glanced at the scholar's wound and couldn't help frowning.

"The shells from the Japanese devils exploded next to me and injured my arm." The scholar's face was flushed with bitterness, and the throbbing pain of the wound made his face tremble uncontrollably.

"It's also lucky, but I just hurt my arm, but I finally picked up a life." Xia Yuan glanced at the wound and said, "Although this bandaging method is wrong, I don't have a bandage on my body now, let's go to the rear first, go to Camp Commander Zhang, and let someone treat your wound." ”

"Brother Yuan, Japanese devil"

"The second line of defense has been broken by the Japanese devils, and the 160th Battalion will not last long." Xia Yuan thought about it and sighed helplessly.

The battle of Wusong basically ended with the defeat of the national army, and in the final battle of Baoshan, an anti-Japanese hero appeared, and one battalion of the entire Baoshan died, and only one person escaped.

He did not know the strength of the Japanese troops attacking the defense line of the Sitang River, and it was not difficult to deduce from the heavy artillery fire alone, and combined with the strength of the Japanese troops in front of the 160th Battalion, it could be inferred that the Japanese troops on the other side of the Sitang River were likely to have two wings.

The Eighteenth Brigade couldn't stop the Japanese attack, Xia Yuan didn't want to stay here, he decided to take the two of them to the rear first.

Zhang Guangqi was at the battalion headquarters, and when he received the news that Xia Yuan was back, he was very surprised, and immediately saw Xia Yuan, straight to the point, and praised: "Xia Yuan, I have already heard what Li Youcai said, the rest do not need to be verified, you should be a sharpshooter!" ”

Zhang Guangqi's words are very heavy, and their meaning is quite obvious, he has already identified Xia Yuan and taken a fancy to him.

Xia Yuan deduced that it is estimated that it will not be long before the name of sharpshooter Xia Yuan will spread throughout the army, there is no doubt that the morale of the current national army is low, and a sharpshooter who has won a hundred battles and has not yet shot suddenly appeared, which is very encouraging to the morale of the current soldiers of the national army.

For him, it doesn't matter.

The Songhu battlefield has fallen into chaos, and the name is just a name, but there are very few people who have seen him, and it doesn't have much impact on him if it spreads.

"Battalion Commander Zhang, one of my brothers is seriously injured, I don't know if you have any medicine here, give him a simple treatment." Xia Yuan said straight to the point.

When Zhang Guangqi heard this, he groaned slightly: "Brother Xia, there is not much medicine in the camp, so I can only give you some bandages." ”

"Bandages are fine, just use them for the time being."

Xia Yuan thought about it, only bandages are not enough, and some anti-inflammatory drugs must be found, and anti-inflammatory drugs are the key.

There should be no in the national army, the current medicines are quite scarce, many medicines are limited to the use of officers, ordinary soldiers unless they are lightly injured, most of the serious injuries are simply bandaged, let them wait for death slowly.

In the Battle of Songhu, China's field ambulance system was centered on the rear hospital, and after the front emergency team carried out the initial first aid, the wounded soldiers were transferred to the rear for treatment. However, this system is only suitable for large cities with abundant social medical resources.

When the war expanded and the front line was extended, the system was on the verge of disintegration due to poor turnaround.

Zhang Guangqi's battalion had even less medical supplies.

The medical system of the Japanese army invading China in World War II, including the logistical supply of medical care, was also not very good. However, the little Japanese devil has played his face to the extreme.

During World War II, it was possible to divide the treatment of the wounded by the Japanese devils into two stages.

Pre-war and wartime.

In the early stage of the war, when the Japanese army had an advantage, considering that the attitude towards the wounded would directly affect morale, they would do their best to help the wounded, and the seriously injured would find a way to transport them back to China for treatment.

Toshiro, a veteran of the Japanese invasion of China, recorded in the "Toshiro Diary" that they would send the wounded and sick to the rear for recuperation, and the daily food was varied and exquisite, as well as a variety of entertainment activities. However, as soon as the wound is healed, he must return to the unit and participate in the next military operation.

Toshiro contracted malaria while fighting in Shandong, and was sent to Dalian to recuperate after being hit in the abdomen by the handle of his own bayonet. He can eat canned oranges and food from Japan every day, soak in hot springs, and go out to movies and drink freely.

One of his comrades-in-arms was very envious, and in order to get himself out of the battlefield, he had cut his arm, and the green tendons could be seen beating from the wound. However, he did not get his wish, and was denounced, not only slapped by his superior, but also not allowed to enter the rear for treatment.

By the middle and late stages of the war, the Japanese army's war environment deteriorated, resources were scarce, and the attitude towards the wounded had changed 180 degrees, which can be described as inhumane.

On the battlefield, all countries will have accompanying doctors to treat the wounded, but the Japanese army in the middle and late stages of World War II did not have a medical team to treat the wounded, nor did it have systematic medical facilities, such as front-line ambulance stations, rear field hospitals, and some rehabilitation hospitals established far from the front line, etc., as for the supply of medical drugs, it was even more scarce.

For those who were not seriously injured and could walk, the Japanese army would take them to the hospital for treatment before continuing to fight.

For soldiers who are seriously injured and unable to move, they will not give comfort and treatment at the first time, but will take the following ways to deal with them: First, abandon them on the battlefield and leave them to fend for themselves. The second is to shoot and end their lives, and sometimes they don't want to waste bullets and end their lives with knives. The third is to force the wounded to commit suicide by disembowelment until they are confirmed dead. The fourth is to directly inject the wounded with air injections, so that the air can enter the human body, resulting in sudden death. Fifth, when the "enemy" is about to occupy the temporary hospital of the Japanese army, the person in charge of the Japanese hospital will begin to carry out the "retreat plan" - that is, to kill all the wounded before leaving, or to leave grenades for the wounded and sick to make them commit suicide.

Comparing the two with each other, the attitude of the Nationalist Army and the Japanese Army towards the wounded was also very cruel, and the Nationalist Army often used poison torture on its own soldiers during the training period, so it is conceivable that they treated their wounded.

Zhang Guangqi can give Xia Yuan a bandage, and it is completely for his face, otherwise, he will not even give a bandage.

Something is better than nothing, leaving the battalion headquarters, Xia Yuan found the two people leaning against the corner, they were far away from the national army troops, and they were incompatible with them, maybe it was the past encounters, and when they were in the forward position, those pictures they saw, Zheng Dayong was because of Zhao Shiguo's death, and the scholar completely lost his favor with the national army.

Xia Yuan bandaged the scholar simply, stopped the bleeding, looked at the scholar's wound, frowned, and said: "Your wound can't be delayed, this weather is so hot, the bandage is strangled, and it is easy to speak without medicine." ”

The scholar's face turned pale and said, "Brother Yuan, I can still hold on." ”

"Hold on to a fart."

Xia Yuan scolded, the scholar's physical fitness is not good, and he has been seriously injured, and he will not be able to participate in the battle next, and may even die, he is thinking of a way.

"Brother Yuan, we can send the scholar to the hospital." Zheng Dayong said suddenly.

"It's useless, send the scholar over, and those medicines won't be used for him." Xia Yuan shook his head, the hospital of the national army is going to die, and sending scholars over may be faster than dying on the battlefield.

"Why is this happening?" Zheng Dayong glanced at the scholar.

The scholar patted Zheng Dayong with his uninjured hand and said, "It's okay, Brother Yuan, don't worry about my affairs, I can continue to persevere." ”

"Your injuries won't last long." Xia Yuan shook his head, his eyes moved slightly, as if he had made some decision, "I have thought of a way." ”

"What's the solution?" The scholar was slightly stunned.

"We can go to the Japanese devil camp to get some medicine and keep it for our own use."

He doesn't think how good the medicines of the national army can be, it is estimated that many of them are inferior medicines, you must know that the most expensive thing in the war is not bullets, nor guns, but medicines, there are many casualties in the war, medicines are more scarce than guns and ammunition, many officers of the national army are moths, how can they give up such a good opportunity.

It's not that the national army doesn't have medicines, it's that some people don't want to use medicines for the troops on the front line at all.

The way they deal with it is basically not much different from that of the Japanese devils.

Even after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the united new China has moths, let alone the current one.

Xia Yuan's idea was that if he went to the Japanese devil's position to get medicine, the national army would not be reliable, and he would still have to rely on the Japanese devils, he told the scholar: "The third line of defense cannot be held, and the 18th Brigade will eventually retreat backwards, and we will leave directly and find a safe place to hide." ”

The scholar thought for a while, "Brother Yuan, I want to join you." ”

"It's very dangerous to go this time, you follow me, it's easy to be exposed." Xia Yuan shook his head: "It won't work." ”

The scholar fell silent, he really wanted to go, but he was seriously injured, and going would also drag Xia Yuan down, the best way was to stay here and find a place to hide.

Thundered.

Before the words of the two were finished, they rested, and the Japanese troops who had consolidated the defensive line basically completed their rest and continued to launch a fierce attack on the third line of defense of the 160th Battalion, and the 160th Battalion gathered its troops and rose up to resist, which was the last line of defense, and once the Japanese captured this defensive line, they would have no danger to defend.

Zhang Guangqi knew it quite well in his heart.

The position cannot be lost!

At least until the order for the direction of retreat has been given, it must not be lost.

Once lost, the third line of defense is in chaos, and the second and third companies on the left and right sides will also be in chaos, and all the troops will be gone.

Zhang Guangqi quickly asked Li Youcai to find Xia Yuan, and he was responsible for the defense of the third line of defense, mainly hitting the Japanese grenadiers, and machine gunners, Xia Yuan, who received the order, patted the scholar on the shoulder: "I'll solve the matter in front of me first." ”

Xia Yuan took Zheng Dayong to the battalion headquarters, Zhang Guangqi was very happy to see Xia Yuan coming, "The Japanese army can't hold back, how long has it been resting, and it has started to attack again, Brother Xia, I want you to cooperate with our department to block the enemy." ”

Xia Yuan didn't refuse, but he didn't agree either, he asked: "Battalion commander, I want to ask about the medicine." ”

Zhang Guangqi frowned slightly, and thought for a moment, "I can ask people to take your brother to the field hospital in the rear, but the premise is to block the Japanese attack first." ”

Xia Yuan didn't refuse again this time, and nodded: "Cheng!" ”

He came this time, mainly to find a place for scholars to stay, the field hospital is the best place to stay at present, the field hospital should be a sign, basically there are no medicines.

Especially with the expansion of the war, the field hospital, which is already scarce in medicine, should have used almost all the medicine at this moment.

Whether there are medicines or not, as long as you can find a foothold for scholars, the rear is relatively safe, and the field hospital is the best choice.

The third line of defense is a machine gun fire position built with sandbags relying on the big mansion, Xia Yuan glanced at it simply, his brows were tightened, the situation was much worse than he imagined, the light and heavy machine guns were almost placed at one point, although the superior firepower was concentrated, but the Japanese artillery fire covered it could completely destroy such a machine gun position.

Zhang Guangqi put all his hopes on himself.

Xia Yuan still knew very well that if the Japanese army really wanted to destroy the machine gun positions of the national army, they must use mortars to bomb the machine gun positions, and the bombing of the washing of the floor, where could he stop it, the only thing that could be stopped was the use of grenadiers by the Japanese devils.

Sure enough, the battle started, Xia Yuan hid behind the low earthen wall, the line of sight in front was quite open, the street fighting was not suitable for snipers, once it was discovered, the Japanese artillery came over, these houses would become his own obstacles, and he could only try his best to resist the Japanese attack.

The Japanese offensive was quite fierce from the beginning, and these Japanese devils had the idea that they would definitely take the positions of the national army, and before the infantry began to charge, the Japanese artillery began to cover the ground with sweeping artillery fire.

Among them, the house on which the machine gun position of the national army was based became the key bombing target of the Japanese artillery.

Funnily enough, before the infantry of the Japanese devils charged, their machine-gun positions had already been destroyed by the Japanese.