Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

In the woods, inside the simple tent, the dim lights flickered and the atmosphere was solemn and tense.

The seriously injured Ma Sanpao was lying on a simple bed made of wooden boards and old clothes, his face as pale as paper.

His eyes were closed and his breathing was weak and rapid, as if every breath was a tenacious struggle against fate.

His body twitched from time to time due to the high fever, and his painful expression was unbearable to look at.

Han Ling, the guerrilla doctor, who was wearing a slightly worn but clean and tidy medical uniform, walked into the tent, asked some questions, and immediately started treatment.

She quickly opened the medical box and found a stethoscope among the various first aid supplies inside.

She listened carefully to Ma Sanpao's heartbeat and breathing, and after a moment her brows furrowed.

She found that Ma Sanpao's blood pressure was extremely low, his heart rate was unstable, and his condition was critical.

So she immediately took out a syringe from the medical box, diluted the anti-inflammatory drug by who knows how many times, and gave Ma Sanpao an intravenous injection to stabilize his condition first.

After injecting the diluted anti-inflammatory drug, Han Ling immediately checked Ma Sanpao's festering wound.

She carefully removed the bandage, revealing the horrific scar.

She used a knife to scrape away the pus from the wound and applied gentle pressure.

A large amount of pus and blood gushed out. She immediately wiped it with alcohol cotton and sprinkled an appropriate amount of hemostatic powder to reduce bleeding.

But this is only a temporary solution and not a permanent cure. If the dead flesh in the wound cannot be removed, Ma Shanpao's injury will not only not heal, but will continue to worsen.

Wan Shanhong, who was waiting anxiously, saw Han Ling starting to pack up, so she stepped forward and asked, "How is he? Is he okay?"

Han Ling shook her head and said, "It's hard to say now. We have to have surgery right away. But Captain Ma has lost too much blood. If he doesn't have a blood transfusion and surgery, he won't make it. I also want to ask Leader Ye if he can bring back the infusion equipment. When he left, I only asked him to find anti-inflammatory drugs and forgot about this. I'm really worried!"

Wan Shanhong became even more anxious when she heard this, and said to Long Qianyan and Gao Yanan, "I'll go to the city too. Find Leader Ye and bring back the blood transfusion equipment."

But at this time, Gao Yanan stopped her: "You stay here, I'll go."

Long Qianyan also said: "I will go with Gao Yanan, you can rest assured to stay at home!"

"Ok!"

Wan Shanhong didn't say much to express her gratitude. There was no need for a word of thanks between them.

But unexpectedly, at this moment, someone in the distance shouted, "Leader Ye is back."

"Leader Ye is back?"

Wan Shanhong and others were delighted and quickly ran towards the direction where the sound came from.

And when they saw Duanwu, they almost dropped their jaws in shock.

He went there empty-handed, but came back with a full load, including machine guns, grenade launchers, and three horses.

But Wan Shanhong was not concerned about these things. Instead, she asked anxiously, "Leader Ye, have you got the medicine back?"

Duanwu quickly took down the food box hanging on the horse and said, "I have brought back the medicine, type A blood, and infusion equipment. I will arrange surgery for Ma Shanpao immediately."

"Thank you, thank you Leader Ye!"

Wan Shanhong even had an urge to cry for joy at this moment. She bowed three times to Duanwu before turning around and running away.

Duanwu chuckled, then asked Xiang Longqianyan: "How is Captain Ma's injury?"

Long Qianyan replied: "He is still in a coma and was in critical condition. It took Doctor Han Ling half a day to save him." "Let's go and take a look!"

Duanwu led everyone to visit Ma Shanpao. But at this time, they could not enter the tent and were driven out by Han Ling.

Because she was going to perform surgery on Ma Shanpao.

In fact, Ma Shanpao's injury was not fatal, it was just that the wound was too large and infected.

So with enough medicines, Han Ling is 90% sure that she can snatch Ma Sanpao back from the hands of the King of Hell.

Time passed minute by minute, and two hours later, Han Ling finally walked out of the tent.

Her face looked a little tired.

Duanwu asked, "What happened?"

Han Ling nodded slightly and said, "It's nothing serious for now, but we still need to observe. If the fever goes away tonight, then we just need to rest."

Duanwu also nodded and glanced at Wan Shanhong who was following Ma Sanpao in the tent. Duanwu thought it would be better not to disturb Wan Shanhong.

He turned to everyone and said, "Everyone go and rest, and be alert. The devils have suffered again this time, and revenge is only a matter of time."

"Yes!"

Long Qianyan and others took the order and left, and at this time only Duanwu and Ma Pingan were left.

Tang Jiujiu also went back. She now lives in a tent with Arou. Seeing that Duanwu was fine, he went back.

At this time, Duanwu whispered to Ma Pingan: "The current situation is very serious. I got a piece of news in the city that the Japanese are sending more troops here, and they are probably coming for us.

Furthermore, to our northeast, in Phoenix Mountain, there lives a group of extremely vicious bandits, so we need to be wary of them as well."

Ma Pingan asked back: "Can't we recruit them?"

Duanwu laughed and said, "I've already said it, they are extremely vicious, how can we recruit them?"

Ma Ping'an smiled bitterly. He was too impatient.

So he asked tentatively, "What are your plans?"

Duanwu thought for a while and said, "If Ma Sanpao's condition stabilizes, I think we should leave here as soon as possible. We need to rest. The soldiers are not only very tired after fighting for days, but we also have too many wounded. If the number of wounded increases further, it will drag down our entire team."

Ma Ping'an thought about it and felt that what Duanwu said made sense.

But he still gave his suggestion: "How should I put it? Although we have not yet arrived in Songyuan area, the geographical conditions of this location also meet our requirements.

And to our southwest is the Wugan tribe, they can be considered our friendly forces.

And don’t you want to buy weapons from the Soviet Union? If we go to Songyuan area, it will be very inconvenient.”

Duanwu nodded and said, "Lao Ma, your analysis is correct. But our current position still does not provide enough strategic depth. If the Japanese invaders attack in large numbers, we will surely be driven to the grasslands.

There is no cover on the grassland, so we can only fight the Japanese head-on, and Wugan Anda will be involved.

It's not easy for Wugananda either. Last time, he had a big quarrel with other tribal leaders because of us.

So we can't involve him anymore. And he only has about 2,000 cavalry. If the Japanese army pushes forward in large numbers, the cavalry won't be able to stop the Japanese mechanized infantry regiment. "

Ma Pingan nodded and said, "I really haven't thought about this. Let's see tomorrow morning. If Captain Ma's injury is stable, we will immediately move to the Songyuan area!" (End of this chapter)