Bright Sword's Bloody War of Resistance

Chapter 145 The Sacrifice Behind the War

In the afternoon of the same day, Zhou Weihan came to the infirmary of the New Second Regiment to visit the wounded in this battle.

This was the last thing Zhou Weihan wanted to do. Originally, Zhao Gang would do it when Zhao Gang was around. Zhou Weihan really couldn't stand the pain of living soldiers suffering like this.

According to the previous operations of the Eighth Route Army, many soldiers who died were buried on the spot. The seriously injured soldiers also died because they could not receive timely rescue. Even the slightly injured soldiers lost their lives in vain because of infection.

The New Second Regiment suffered the heaviest injuries in this battle was the supplementary battalion, with 154 casualties, including 76 sacrificed, 25 seriously injured, and 53 slightly injured, followed by the reserve battalion with 33 sacrificed, 16 seriously injured, and 52 slightly injured.

The clinic was established when the New Second Regiment first arrived in Chenjiayu. In order to avoid unnecessary infections caused by the external environment, the clinic was located alone in the northwest corner of Chenjiayu.

The environment is very simple, the houses are all made of wood, and a layer of yellow mud is applied on the outside of the wood.

However, the medical equipment is complete, all of which were snatched from the hospital of the Heshun Japanese Army. There are currently four doctors in the clinic, including Li Si, Aya Zhiyu and two other Japanese military doctors.

In fact, a total of six military doctors were captured in the Japanese military hospital, and the remaining three military doctors were really stubborn. Zhou Weihan also had a headache when he saw it.

The medical level of the New Second Regiment is unique among the troops of the Eighth Route Army. The scale is definitely not comparable to that of the headquarters hospital, but although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs.

Because there were many wounded this time, a lot of sheds were temporarily built in the courtyard of the medical office. In the courtyard outside alone, there were fifty or sixty wounded, all of whom were lightly wounded.

"Head, you are here." Li Si came out from room to room in a white coat, but his face was pale, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

"Doctor Li, how is the condition of the wounded?" Zhou Weihan asked.

"The operation of the first batch of seriously wounded patients has been completed from last night to this morning. The second batch of more than 30 wounded patients is undergoing treatment. Fortunately, effective treatment was carried out on the battlefield to avoid more infections!" Li said. Four said.

Each company of the New Second Regiment is equipped with hygienists, the company with a small number has two or three, and the company with a large number has a special class of hygienists. Each person carried a can of sulfa powder.

"You should also pay attention to rest, you are the savior of the soldiers, don't get tired!" Zhou Weihan said half-jokingly.

"Doctor Li, there is not enough plasma!" A female nurse hurriedly said.

"Why didn't you tell me that the plasma is not enough?" Li Si blamed.

"At noon, several of the seriously wounded were bleeding profusely, and the stored plasma was almost used up," the little nurse said in a low voice.

"I remember that during the last investigation, I had type O blood, so take my blood first!" Zhou Weihan said hastily.

"Monk, go and call the guards over, and let the soldiers come donate blood!" Zhou Weihan turned to the monk and said.

At the beginning of the establishment of the medical center of the new second regiment, Zhou Weihan considered this issue. All the companies stationed in Chenjiayu had their blood types checked, and the blood types of the soldiers were specially registered.

Inside the house, Zhou Weihan rolled up his sleeves, and Li Si began to draw blood.

"Doctor Li, are there enough medicines?" Zhou Weihan asked.

"If you don't ask me, I'm about to talk about this. Anti-inflammatory drugs are only enough for this time. There are also hemostatic forceps, needles, and anesthesia. Many soldiers are reluctant to use anesthesia. Gauze is used many times now. It is easy to cause cross-infection!" Li Si said with his head down, looking at the blood transfusion bag.

It didn't take long for the soldiers from the guard company to come. When they heard that they were going to donate blood to the injured comrades, they were all enthusiastic.

"Be quiet, go out, line up and come in one by one, and report your blood type to the nurse who draws blood. Don't make a mistake, or you will die!" Li Si saw that there were so many people intruding into the room, Immediately said angrily.

"Whatever you are doing, follow Dr. Li's instructions, get out!" Zhou Weihan said, glaring at the soldiers.

The soldiers lined up and waited for their blood to be drawn one by one. Li Si took Zhou Weihan to check the soldiers' injuries.

"The soldiers in the shed outside are all slightly injured, the wounded in the west house are those who have undergone surgery, and the ones in the east are still waiting for treatment. Dr. Aya Zhiyu and Dr. Imada are treating the wounded in the operating room in the middle. "Li Si said slowly.

The two walked into the west room. More than 30 wounded were lying on plank beds. They were in good condition and slightly awake, while those in poor condition were still in a coma.

"Damn it, my brother was still awake before the operation, why did he die when he came out of the operating room? It must be that you little devil was not treated well, I killed you, you bastard!" a soldier As he said that, he picked up the stool next to him and was about to throw it at Akiyama Ichiro.

"Stop!" Zhou Weihan roared angrily.

"Captain, the little devil put my brother to death!"

Zhou Weihan took a look at the soldier. He was old, his right hand was bandaged, and his abdomen was wrapped with several circles of gauze, and blood stains could be seen faintly.

The hard man, the tears flowed non-stop.

Zhou Weihan was angry and distressed: "If I remember correctly, you are in the company, you should be the squad leader!"

"Reporting to the head, I am Wu Dade, the squad leader of the third platoon!" Wu Dade saluted with his intact left hand.

"I heard Wang Yigong tell you that your squad was the first to enter the city, and even took out one of the enemy's firepower points. You are very brave. The regiment headquarters is about to credit you. What's the matter, huh? You still have to fight today! "Zhou Weihan first praised with a smile, and then said with a straight face.

"Leader, this little devil killed my brother, it turns out that" before Wu Dade finished speaking, Li Si stepped forward and interrupted.

"Wu Dade, you were saved by Dr. Akita! When you were brought here, your intestines were smashed. Just a day later, you learned to be ungrateful and become a white-eyed wolf?" Li Si said vehemently.

When Wu Dade saw Li Si, he smiled embarrassingly and dared not speak.

Wu Dade was also fatal. He was hit by a machine gun from the puppet army.

Zhou Weihan looked at the immature face on the bed, with a slight smile on the pale face, as if death was a kind of relief for him.

Zhou Weihan remembered that this soldier was called Shan Yong. He joined the army when the New Second Regiment was in Heshun. At that time, Shan Yong sneaked to the New Second Regiment's camp without telling his family. He insisted on joining the Eighth Route Army.

At that time, seeing that he was young, only 18 years old, with thin skin and tender flesh, I wanted to persuade him to leave, but the young man refused to accept it.

Shan Yong's family is in good condition in the local area. They are rich men in the country, and they themselves have studied.

"Commander Zhou, let me join the army. I've heard that your regiment defeated Heshun County and is the main force of the Eighth Route Army!"

"Think clearly, if you join our new second regiment, you will inevitably have to leave your hometown, and it is possible that you will not see your family for several years!"

"It's okay, I still have a big brother in my family, he will be my filial piety at home, as long as he can beat devils, he will be willing to die even if he dies!"

Later, Zhou Weihan asked him to work as a clerk in Wang Yigong's first company. When the new second regiment set off from Heshun, Shan Yong's parents brought food to send the new second regiment off.

The words of the past are still echoing in my ears, but I didn't think about it. The goodbye is already a yin and yang.

"Doctor Akita, is my soldier really hopeless?" Zhou Weihan asked unwillingly.

"Commander Zhou, I've tried my best. He was shot three times. The one that penetrated the chest was the deadliest. He got infected again after the operation. It's a pity!" Akita Ichiro silently stroked his chest. made a cross, and then covered Shan Yong's face with a snow-white sheet.

"I apologize for the harm my countrymen have done to the people of your country. This is a criminal war that breaks the peace. A child his age should be learning in the classroom, not dying on the battlefield. I will do my best. Go all out to atone!" Akita Ichiro said and lowered his head.

Akita Ichiro was a surgeon in a private clinic when the war broke out in Japan. After the war broke out, he was forcibly recruited by the government to the army as a military doctor.

After coming to China, he witnessed all kinds of atrocities committed by the little devils. After Heshun was captured by the New Second Regiment, he accepted the transformation very cooperatively.

"Doctor Akita, you are now a friend of our Chinese people. Whether it's you, me, or him, we are all working hard to resist the Communist Party, and we are all fighting for peace and freedom."

"Wars inevitably lead to casualties, and sacrifices are also inevitable. Each of us is willing to sacrifice for our country!" Zhou Weihan said, holding back the grief in his heart.

The Chinese nation is persevering and will never give up. Especially when disasters strike, there are always people who stand up. The blood and courage that erupt from them is enough to make all countries in the world admire.

(End of this chapter)