New World War II Eagle Strikes the Sky

Ron's eyes widened, staring at the man lying directly in front of him.The man was horribly thin, and looked more like a skeleton covered in skin than a human being.He fell two or three steps away from the river, curled up into a ball with his head in his hands.The clothes on his body were in tatters, his pointed elbows and knees were all exposed, and his whole body was so dirty that he could smell a stench when he got close.The hands and legs were still bleeding, and they were covered with blowflies--a sight Ron had only seen before in old photos, or in news broadcasts about black Africa.

Ron approached carefully, bent down, and gently pushed the man with his hand.

"Hey, are you still alive?"

The man was trembling uncontrollably, curled up even more, and from time to time some syllables of unknown meaning came out of his mouth.

Ron reached out and touched the man's hand and forehead again, both were terribly cold.Although he didn't know medicine and didn't have a special thermometer around him, he still made such a judgment that this person might be hypothermic now.

Decreased body temperature can lead to apathy, drowsiness, clumsiness, confusion, irritability, hallucinations, slowed or stopped breathing, slowed, irregular, and finally stopped heartbeat.This is a fatal problem. Even a professional doctor will feel numb to such symptoms.

So, of course, Ron has no good way, he thought for a while, took off the flight jacket from himself, and moved it gently twice, so as to drive away the disgusting blowflies around him .Then he bent down and wrapped the man in his leather jacket.

The river was very wet. Ron stood up and looked around. Not far away was a meadow with thick grass.Then he stooped again, picked up the man--the man was as light as a bundle of rushes--and set him down on the grass.

The wild dogs did not run away after being frightened by the gunshots.Now, these wild dogs slowly surrounded them with drooling tongues.

Ron took out the m1911, loaded the bullet, and aimed at the closest and largest wild dog.With a clear gunshot, a .45 caliber bullet accurately hit the wild dog. The bullet penetrated the dog's chest and flew out from its left rib, leaving a bowl there. Big blood hole.The dog was thrown to the ground by the force of the bullet, and died without a whimper.

The other wild dogs that were surrounding them stopped in surprise.But Ron didn't intend to stop. He fired three more shots, knocking down two wild dogs that were still hesitating.So the remaining dogs immediately fled away with their tails between their legs.

Ron put away his gun, and suddenly thought that if he shot and killed three dogs in a row in the original time and space, he would definitely be criticized by a lot of dog lovers, the Holy Mother and the like.It is estimated that you will see posts with titles such as the following on various forums:

"Dehumanization! Someone actually had the heart to shoot a cute dog!

What's wrong with dogs?Be poisoned by this!Shock!

Human flesh that bastard who shoots cute dogs!

Shocking truth: Foreign officials wantonly shot and slaughtered cute dogs on Chinese soil!

Systemic problems lead to bad results - the government's weakness to the outside world has caused innocent dogs to suffer!

The despicableness of human nature can be seen from the killing of dogs!

What will save you, my dog!

It's not the dog's fault that a dog eats a human, it's the human's fault!

If you don't want to check with Han Xingquan, I will recommend a dog with my blood!

......"

Thinking of this, Ron couldn't help but smile wryly—I used to dismiss such ridiculous posts, but now that I think about it, I kind of miss those boring days spent on the Internet.

The two P-40s that were still circling above Ron's head probably also saw Ron shooting at the wild dogs, so they also swooped down to join in the fun. The wild dogs were frightened and galloped desperately.

After chasing away the wild dogs, the two P-40s shook their wings towards Ron and climbed to the high place again.

"If the dog parents know about this, will they stop the plane to save the dog?"

Ron couldn't help but think about going there again.

To say that the efficiency of government affairs during the Republic of China was not as low as some people on the Internet said. Only about an hour after Ron landed, the search and rescue convoy showed up.Before the forced landing, Ron saw a small town in the distance from the air. It is estimated that it must be [-] kilometers away from here. Considering the communication, the organization of personnel, and the not-so-good road conditions, it is really efficient to come so soon. good.I just don't know if the efficiency has become so high because he is now an American.

The so-called convoy is actually only three cars: the first one is a classic open-top Willys jeep of the US military, because the terrain in the distance is lower than here, Ron can clearly see the huge car on the hood of the jeep. White Star.Following behind was a truck with a red cross painted on it, and at the end was a truck full of soldiers.

Two minutes later, the convoy approached with billowing yellow dust.The open-top Willys Jeep even stopped directly in front of him, and a big American captain officer who was at least two meters tall jumped out of the car and casually raised his hand to salute Ron.

"You are Lieutenant Colonel Ron." After Ron returned the salute, he looked down at Ron and said, "My name is McCain, and I am a doctor. It seems that you should be fine, but some routine checks are still necessary. Less."

Ron took a small step back. This is to make it easy for people to see the semi-conscious person behind him. On the one hand, it is also because he is not used to looking up at others with his head up when talking: "I'm sure there's nothing wrong with it." , but there is indeed one in need of first aid."

Dr. McCain's assistant also got out of the car, still carrying a first aid kit.Seeing this, he immediately opened the box and handed the mask and gloves to the doctor.

McCain quickly put on the mask and gloves.At the same time, I did not forget to warn Ron: "Sir, you'd better stay away from him! You know, this is not the United States. Damn it! This is China! There are fleas, lice, mosquitoes, flies, rats and numbers everywhere. Countless kinds of infectious diseases!"

Then he looked up at the man's eyelids, looked up, and said, "I knew it was, another extremely malnourished guy. Already showing signs of organ failure. If you were an American, you'd have to use a lot." A lot of drugs and many means can save him. Fortunately, he is a Chinese, and hanging him with a bottle of glucose can probably save his life. Take him to the ambulance first... Although this There are too many to count, but since we have encountered each other, saving one is one..."

After speaking, McCain snapped his fingers, and several Chinese people pulled a stretcher from the ambulance.A guy who looked like a small person in charge came over to take a look, and then covered his nose and yelled: "Hurry up, you guys! Lift up this dead man who didn't feed the dog."

After finishing speaking, he turned around again and smiled obsequiously at Ron and McCain, the gold teeth in his mouth gleaming in the sun: "If you say this country bumpkin is so lucky, he can always meet noble people If you want me to say, you are really kind-hearted, Dr. Mai, and you are always willing to save him even if he has nothing worth anything like a dog. You are really a good Christian!"

McCain ignored him, but turned to Ron and said, "Sir, I suggest that you don't get in the ambulance and ride with me in the jeep. The smell will be very bad if the man is inside, and he Maybe a little bug mess. We can take care of him."

Then he turned to his assistant and said, "Jim, get in that car and keep an eye on it for me, don't let them sneak our glucose into the black market."

After getting into the jeep, Ron chatted with McCain, and only then did he know that this guy is still a fellow with Ron.

"Oh, by the way, that person was bitten by a dog, shouldn't he be vaccinated against rabies?"

"Rabies vaccine?" McCain stared at Ron in surprise. "If he was an American, or an officer, he would have this. But he's just a strong man!"

McCain said the word "strong man" in Chinese, with a strange accent, with a bit of gnashing of teeth.

"Do you know what a strong man is? Don't guess, I'm sure that when you were a child, none of the stories your mother told you to scare you was more tragic or terrifying than this. The so-called strong man means being drafted into the army. soldiers, but unlike the United States, they will be subjected to inhuman abuse on their way to the army. Compared with what happened to them, the black slaves in "Uncle Tom's Cabin" are as happy as in heaven .Did you know? On the way to the army, half of them will die due to malnutrition and disease! Damn, maybe more than half! A reporter friend of mine told me that there is a team of strong men who set out from Sichuan and arrived in Yunnan At the time, less than one-tenth of the people were left. I have also seen with my own eyes many people who were too weak to walk due to illness, or simply malnutrition, and were thrown into the wilderness to die. How much only God knows. When I first came to China, when I saw this, I just... I don’t understand why they still don’t rebel!"

He stopped, then shrugged, and said, "But you have to get used to it. This is China—a country with millions, maybe hundreds of thousands of people and hundreds of millions of livestock. And it was a time of war, with inconvenient transportation and supplies. Scarcity—not enough to make a fortune in the black market, but to get a strong man, he can only rely on God to bless him."

Ron also knew a little bit about young men.He still remembers watching a black-and-white movie called "Catch the Strong" when he was a child.When watching the film at that time, everyone thought it was too exaggerated. I am afraid it was just for publicity. How could the real situation be like this?but now……

It was noon and the sun was shining brightly, but the people in the car stopped talking, only the oncoming mountain wind blew the wild dogs' faint barking into Luoyang intermittently, whether it was joy or fear. Grace's ears.