my head

() A huge pulling force pulled Hansen hard. The parachute on Hansen's back opened and he landed slowly in the air. Seeing that his plane exploded in the air after gliding not far away, Hansen secretly rejoiced , if it is a few seconds at night, I am afraid that I will be turned into pieces.

Luckily, Hansen, who finished his plane, looked down and saw a plain with grass everywhere. Some cattle and sheep were grazing leisurely. They didn't feel that a cruel war had broken out at all. This is really a beautiful scene. There is a row of lonely wooden houses not far away.

Colonel Hansen carefully looked at the situation on the ground in the air, and began to land on a piece of land that looked relatively flat. For the training of skydiving, Hansen thought he was qualified. This kind of landing on flat land was completely unacceptable. any questions.

But there was an unforeseen situation, and suddenly a huge whirlwind was generated on the flat ground. Hansen was completely unable to control the direction of the parachute during the airborne landing. After the unhealthy wind stopped, Hansen's parachute was only a dozen meters above the ground, but there was a slope in front of him, with an inclination of about [-] degrees. This kind of ground landing would definitely hurt or fracture one of Hansen's feet.

At this time, Hansen had no way to adjust the corner position of the parachute. He could only watch him rushing towards the slope, and quickly retracted his stomach and bent his legs:

"Boom... ah! Boom..."

Hansen's bent legs also played a role. The moment Hansen landed on the ground, the huge inertia caused Hansen to rush forward, but the slope was too steep, and all the force of inertia was concentrated on one of Hansen's legs. There was a sharp pain in Sen's leg. After Hansen screamed in pain, he rolled and rolled down the slope. Hansen stopped when he fell more than 30 meters. The parachute had already wrapped around Hansen's body several times. Well, this protected Hansen well, and he was not injured in the second time.

The severe pain from Hansen's leg didn't make Hansen faint. This was in the Soviet Union, and Hansen didn't dare to let himself faint. He struggled to get out of the parachute wrapped around his body. With such a simple movement, Beads of sweat fell from the painful Hansen's forehead. Hansen didn't say anything, but gritted his teeth, pulled out his paratrooper knife, and gently cut open his trouser legs.

At this time, Hansen saw that one of his legs was obviously black and blue, and there was an obvious protruding piece on the side of the thigh. It was caused by the dislocation of the broken thigh bone. Hansen could still heal a little trauma, but this bone was broken. Hansen There's really no way to fix my own bones.Seeing this situation, Hansen was completely desperate.

It is about 150 kilometers away from the place where the Soviet-German war started. It is impossible for the SS to assault this position within a few hours, and the Soviet troops will soon come to arrest him, a German pilot. If Hansen If the colonel's legs were intact, it would be much easier to escape or hide. But the current situation is that as long as Hansen moves a little, there will be a sharp pain in his legs. It is a broken bone in Hansen's leg, which has been inserted It's inside the muscles of Hansen's leg. Not a professional doctor can connect Hansen's bones at all.

Hansen pulled out the pistol on his waist in desperation. As soon as the Soviet army arrived in Hansen, he planned to kill himself. It was Hansen's firm belief not to let the Soviets capture him.

"Beep beep... chi chi..."

Hansen suddenly heard a sound of footsteps, Hansen didn't shoot his own head with a gun immediately, but instinctively pointed the pistol in his hand at the person coming, Hansen couldn't bear to look at the Soviets in front of him Pull the trigger, and the military discipline of the SS would not allow Hansen to shoot anyone who came, so Hansen had no choice but to put away his pistol.

It turned out that what appeared in front of Hansen was not a Soviet soldier, but a ragged, disheveled girl with withered yellow hair messed up on her shoulders. It was so bad that a girl who looked like a beggar had hair like a chicken coop There is an unknown wild flower on it.

The guns of the German SS cannot be aimed at civilians. This Zhang Jun has already issued a strict order. Even if it is a hostile country, the German SS must use its own honor to guarantee that it will not violate the rules of engagement, even if it is a hostile country. Civilians may join the ranks of the rebels in the future, and it is not possible to prohibit the freedom of civilians in hostile countries just because of this possibility.In this way, as far as possible, the people in the occupied areas will not be forced to the opposite of the SS.

This has been tested countless times by later generations. Where there is oppression, there is resistance. It can be said to be the truth. Of course, Zhang Jun deeply understands the power of the people, and will never allow his subordinates to violate the military orders he set.

Although the Russian girl was wearing tattered clothes and her body was still shivering in the cold wind, this Russian girl's rag-like clothes were cleaned very cleanly. Even her thin and fair face was cleaned very well. It's clean, but her face is pale and her body is thin. One can tell at a glance that it is caused by long-term lack of nutrition.And the Russian beggar-like girl was holding a tattered small bamboo basket, which contained some wild vegetables, and Hansen also knew some of them. This is one of the wilderness survival that pilots must learn, then Get to know wild vegetables that are edible and not poisonous.

"Please... ask, sir, do you need help?"

The Russian girl didn't ask where Hansen was from or why he was injured. The Russian girl didn't ask at all. Instead, she asked Hansen if he needed help.At this time, Hansen's forehead was full of soybean-sized sweat beads. Hansen, who was in pain and helpless, looked at the gentle and harmless eyes of the Russian girl, and nodded, expressing that he needed help.

"Thanks, I think I do need help, my leg seems to be broken."

The beggar-like Russian girl was a bit cautious and shy, she moved timidly to Hansen's side, then squatted down beside Hansen, gently put down the broken bamboo basket in her hand, and carefully inspected Hansen injured leg.

"Sir, I used to be a nurse. Your leg is broken and needs to be operated on immediately. Unfortunately, there is no surgery in this place, but I can use the traditional method to help you fix the bone. Because there is no anesthetic, it will be very painful. You Do you need me to fix your bones?"

Hansen, who was in pain and helpless, was overjoyed when he heard that the Russian girl in front of him was actually a nurse and could set bones. Anyway, Hansen didn't have the heart to verify why this beggar Russian female nurse was so poor. Now Hansen I just want to find a doctor to help me heal. This pain really tortured Hansen enough.

Seeing that Hansen agreed, the beggar-like Russian girl was about to set Hansen's bones, but it didn't do it immediately. Instead, it set its sights on the paratrooper knife on Hansen's waist:

"Sir, I need your...knife..."

The Russian girl didn't say the reason, so she stammered and said that she needed Hansen's paratrooper knife. Hansen didn't hesitate, and didn't ask the Russian girl what she wanted her paratrooper knife for. The paratrooper knife was drawn out and handed to the Russian girl.

The Russian girl took the paratrooper knife from Hansen, and the eyes of both sides just intertwined. Although it was only for a short moment, the Russian girl's body trembled slightly, and then there was a trace of light on her pale face. The blush, and Hansen also had the feeling of being struck by lightning, and a tingling sensation of electric current spread all over his body.Needless to say, although this Russian girl is thin, she is indeed a beauty, with an extraordinary sense of purity, like an angel who has fallen into the world and suffered.

The ragged Russian girl ran away shyly. The rag-like clothes on her body could not cover her fair body. Her perfect body curve and fair skin gave off a faint beauty.

The Russian girl took Hansen's paratrooper knife and cut a few sections of the parachute rope, and then cut off a few branches not far away, about the thickness of a finger, [-] centimeters long, and soon the Russian girl returned to Hansen side.

"Sir, I'm going to start helping you with the bone. It will hurt. Do you need to bite a branch in your mouth?"

If it wasn't in front of a woman, Hansen might have considered accepting the suggestion of biting a branch, but in front of this Russian girl, Hansen suddenly thought of being a hero, he didn't need to bite the branch, he didn't need to use anesthetics, and he would just set the bone directly.Looking at Hansen's posture, he is simply more manly than Guan Yu, scraping his bones to heal his injuries without changing his face.

"Hehe, beauty, I think I can survive without biting the branches, and I can rest assured that I am a real man."

"Puchi...Okay, dear sir, you can talk to me to distract you."

"Well, beautiful lady, may I ask... oh... ah..."

The Russian girl has already started to set the bone. The result of the Russian girl's technique is very special, because Hansen's broken thigh bone has penetrated into the thigh muscle, so the Russian girl must hold Hansen's broken leg, Pull hard, and Hansen's broken leg will be stretched, and Hansen's broken bone will naturally be pulled out from the muscles in the leg and reset. This heart-pounding pain is not what you said His own bravery can hold back the cry.

Hansen's face turned pale from the pain, his whole body convulsed, and he yelled out helplessly.

"Ahhh!!!... The Russian girl didn't stop, she pulled Hansen's broken leg vigorously with one hand, pressed the protruding bone of Hansen's broken leg with the other hand, and then slowly let go, so that Hansen's bones can be Return to normal position.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"My name is Nami? Yakir."

... (To be continued.)