Sword of Death Camp

Chapter 18 The wounded wake up
A tall man was supervising thirty or forty fighters practicing broadswords on the training ground. He knew that bayonets were better than broadswords, but there was nothing he could do.

The Bayonets of the Eighth Route Army were obtained from a single source, and the bayonets could only be obtained during capture. It would be very troublesome to make bayonets by yourself, and there was no such technology.

Relatively speaking, large blades are easier to build, and you can build many large blades by just touching a section of railroad track.

The technical requirements are not so high. If it is to make a bayonet, the requirements for tempering the steel may be too harsh, so that you can make such a thin and long knife that will not break during the collision of the bayonet.

Of course, it is still possible to build a bayonet with all your efforts, but it is not cost-effective, and there is no possibility and value of mass production.

Therefore, the military factory would rather make a few more swords than make bayonets.

It is precisely because many members of the Eighth Route Army go to the battlefield with big knives. The big knives are shorter than the bayonets attached to the rifles, and the knife slashing is slower than the bayonet stabbing. It can only be food delivery.

Technology can only be used to make up for the inferiority of equipment. The tall man in front of him turned out to be a platoon leader of the 29th Army's Broadsword Squadron.

Who is willing to fight with a bayonet if you have a gun? If you don’t even have a bayonet, you can only fight with a big sword. Since you have a big sword with the enemy, you must practice your skills.

Otherwise, rushing up to deliver food to the Japanese army for no reason is not a question of whether you are happy or not, but a question of whether it is worthwhile.

The reason why this battalion commander became the battalion commander is that he has repeatedly made military exploits in hand-to-hand combat, and he has a vigor in leading troops.

At this time, someone came to report. It is said that it is not his turn to take care of this kind of thing. There should be a battalion instructor to take care of this kind of thing, but who told the last time that the instructor of the battle battalion sacrificed? Grab it.

"First company commander, lead them to practice sword skills well. If you don't practice well, the next time you fight a hand-to-hand fight with the devils, you will suffer heavy casualties and won't be able to stand on the table. See if I don't deal with you!"

After speaking, he turned and left.

When the battalion commander returned to the battalion headquarters, which was a small courtyard, he saw five or six young men, an old man, and a child standing in the courtyard.

Accompanying them is the platoon leader of the reconnaissance platoon. The other fighters of the reconnaissance platoon have gone to another place to summarize the situation they have inquired, and they have come to the conclusion that these people are real fellows, not enemy agents in disguise. .

As soon as the battalion commander entered the courtyard, he saw so many people and asked in amazement: "What's the matter, did you commit a crime and the villagers came to your door?
And what about the wounded? "

Then, he walked up to Sun Shijiang: "My fellow, tell me, is there something wrong with our troops? If so, I'll apologize to you here first!"

As soon as these words came out, Sun Shijiang and the young men behind him were immediately dumbfounded.

In eight lifetimes, I have never heard of a gun-bearer apologizing to ordinary people.

Excited hands are shaking.

Shijiang Sun explained with trembling mouth: "No, the boss misunderstood, the boss misunderstood!

It was Chen Shanhe from the Eighth Route Army who rescued the entire village, but was injured. We hurriedly carried people to you, you should have a doctor here.

Boss, save Chen Shanhe, he is the savior of our whole village! "

Hearing this, the battalion commander knew that he had misunderstood, so he cast his gaze aside.The reconnaissance platoon leader who hadn't had time to speak yet.

The platoon leader of the reconnaissance platoon came over and saluted: "Battalion Commander, when we went out for routine reconnaissance, we encountered a few fellow villagers carrying a wounded member of our Eighth Route Army, and we also met a unit transported by the Jinsui Army."

After speaking, I said what happened at that time again.

"We don't know this wounded man, but he is wearing the uniform of our Eighth Route Army, but his armband is not the 18th Army but the Eighth Route Army.

If there is no problem with his identity, he is probably a veteran! "

What the platoon leader said was about the armbands. In fact, the Eighth Route Army was renamed the 37th Army around 18.

Although the outside world still calls the 18th Army the Eighth Route Army, in fact their armbands have been changed to the 18th Army instead of the Eighth Route Army.

Therefore, now their armbands are generally 18GA, or directly the words of the 18th Army.

But the wounded man's armband was obviously still the same as before, which made them a little puzzled.

The battalion commander didn't say anything else, but asked, "Where are the wounded?"

The platoon leader replied: "His injury is a bit miserable, and the health staff is treating it, but it is not sure whether the wound will become inflamed, maybe.

Listen to the meaning of narrow escape!

Everything else is easy to say, whether it is the arm or the ribs, they are just bruised or broken bones, the most serious is the shot in the chest.

A hole was pierced in the chest, and the front and back were transparent, but the hygienist looked at it and said that there should be no blood vessels that hurt the lungs, and there will be no heavy bleeding.

However, just the infection is enough to make him walk through the gate of hell!

Whether he can survive now is still uncertain! "

Sun Shijiang and the others heard what the platoon leader said. Sun Shijiang, a few young adults, and the child knelt down at once.

"Boss, you must save him!

He saved the whole village. If it wasn't for the whole village to drag him down, he wouldn't be able to fight a dozen Japanese all by himself.

Just now your platoon leader said that he killed more than a dozen Japanese by himself, he is a battle hero!
Boss..."

Before he finished speaking, he was helped up by the battalion commander, platoon leader and surrounding soldiers. In the territory of the Eighth Route Army, how dare the common people bow down.

"My fellow, don't worry, we will do our best!"

Hearing this, Sun Shijiang stood up, and the battalion commander ordered the surrounding soldiers: "Take your fellow villagers to the side to rest for a while, and carry our wounded for such a long way. At least you have to take care of the food. I ate lunch here!
After settling down, tell the cooking team to add a few more meals! "

"Yes!"

The soldiers took the fellow villagers out, and after watching them go out, the battalion commander looked back at the reconnaissance platoon leader.

"What's going on? Just now I heard that the wounded killed more than a dozen Japanese soldiers?

Such an exaggeration, I can't do more than a dozen Japanese soldiers at a time! "

The platoon leader of the reconnaissance platoon quickly explained: "Battalion commander, it's like this. Didn't our battalion fight the Japanese army at Wubei Ridge behind Dujiapo a few days ago? Although it was just a touch and go, we also lost More than sixty people were recruited!

After we left, the Japanese army was cleaning the battlefield. Maybe this person in the house heard the gunshots, came from a distance, and bumped into the Japanese army.

In a bayonet fight with the Japanese army, he stabbed the Japanese army in the chest. The Japanese army may have caught him, and then fell into the valley together.

It just so happened that Mason Sun took his mother-in-law and his son and daughter-in-law to hide in a hidden ditch below the valley.

As a result, the wounded soldier fell in front of them together with the Japanese army.

If I didn't care about him, I guess it would be like this.

But that mason Sun just carried him back to the fleeing villagers in Dujiapo Village.

The village head of Dujiapo, an old scholar, can use medical skills to revive him.

Then because of the serious head bump, I lost my memory!
I saw it just now, and the hygienist also checked it. His head is really serious, and it is still bruised!
He couldn't remember anything other than his name, Chen Shanhe. He couldn't remember the number of his unit, which regiment he belonged to, or which battalion he belonged to.

By the way, there is also this piece of paper, which is said to be a bayonet fight between them and a small team of devils in order to save the villagers of a village.

Chen Shanhe is the only one left.

By the way, the paper is still here! "

After finishing speaking, the leader of the reconnaissance platoon took out a piece of paper, which was the original line paper that Chen Shanhe brought across, hand-copied and in traditional characters.

【...Our bullets have been exhausted in the previous battle, but the battalion commander didn't say anything, and everyone didn't ask, they just held the guns in their hands tightly.

The battalion commander hummed a few military songs, then got close, got up and rushed over with the only 67 of us left, charge against charge, bayonet against bayonet, and smashed through the Japanese squad.

I followed the battalion commander, and after killing the Japanese squad, there were only six people around us, and the Japanese army had a dozen more.

But the battalion commander didn't say anything else, just hummed another military song, and rushed forward fiercely again, humming the military song softly, generously dying...

...I promised the battalion commander that I would definitely take the battalion flag back.

From that day on, from the day I was the only one left in our battalion, our battalion was called Death Battalion...]

Seeing this, the battalion commander was moved, and couldn't help asking: "Which battalion have we heard recently that all the members are heroic?"

The leader of the reconnaissance platoon replied without even thinking about it: "Battalion Commander, the Japanese offensive has become more aggressive recently.

There are quite a few battalions that have exhausted the entire army, just the independent regiment, they ran into the Bantian regiment, and even Li Yingcai, the political commissar, was gone, let alone a battalion! "

The battalion commander thought about it, and suddenly looked at the piece of paper in his hand: "I didn't expect to be literate, and I can write well.

Let's continue talking about what happened later. I heard that he killed more than a dozen Japanese soldiers by himself! "

The leader of the reconnaissance platoon continued: "Due to the haste of fleeing, the villagers of Dujiapo Village had no rations, so they planned to go back to the village to dig out the buried rations, but they were caught.

Then, the Japanese army deliberately let a person go, and then followed him back to the hiding place of the villagers in Dujiapo Village.

At this time, Chen Shanhe, the wounded soldier, just happened to see him. Although his brain is no longer functioning well and his memory is gone, his fighting skills are still there.

The news we got from a few villagers just now was that the gun in Chen Shanhe's hand was officially out of bullets.

It just so happened that when the older fellow, Sun Shijiang, his son left, he picked up a rifle and bullets belonging to the Japanese soldier who died with Chen Shanhe.

Chen Shanhe used Zhongguan, replacing Sun Shijiang's son's [-] cover and bullets, and then blocked the enemy alone, blocked the Japanese army, and let the villagers retreat first.

Even in the process of blocking the enemy, he killed all the enemies, and then jumped off the cliff with two Japanese soldiers in his arms in front of Sun Shijiang and Du Laoxiucai, the village head of Dujiapo Village.

When Sun Shijiang and Du Laoxiu found him, he was already like this.

The fall of a few hundred meters is still alive, which is considered a blessing!
Then the villagers felt that he killed more than a dozen Japanese soldiers and rescued the entire village by himself, so they felt that he could not be allowed to die in such a daze.

Some people have seen the Eighth Route Army in Yushugou, so they carried people all night and climbed the mountain road to this side to find the Eighth Route Army and save this wounded soldier named Chen Shanhe.

It's a pity that what they encountered was the supply unit of the Jinsui Army. I saw that the old man just knelt down for the platoon leader of the Jinsui Army.

Then they also poured out the sacks containing guns and ammunition. The platoon leader of the supply platoon of the Jinsui Army thought about these captured guns and ammunition.

So at that time, I took people out to surround them, and brought everything and people back!

After looking at the wound, the hygienist said that the arm and ribs are fine, and if the care is good, healing should not be a problem.

But the lungs are punctured inside the body, and they are prone to suppuration, once suppuration is over! "

Hearing this, the battalion commander sighed: "

One person killed a small unit of the Japanese army. Such a person cannot be judged as a combat hero too much!
It would be a pity if he died like this because the wound was infected and festered!

It's a pity that our sulfonamides are too short!

Even when our soldiers were shot, they smashed the bark of elm trees into glue. How can there be anti-inflammatory drugs! "

Suddenly a person came out of the room, it was a health worker, and he said: "Battalion Commander, the wounded are awake!"

(End of this chapter)