Hardcore ruthless starts in the Pacific

"Even if this is prepared for yourself, we can't drink it." Scud said seriously, "If the medic falls down, all the wounded will die—no soldier can guarantee that he will not be injured."

In this case, Ivan could only throw the pack of cigarettes that Captain Haldane gave him to them, and then follow the old gun to leave.

Nostalgia for this kind of thing can be left to himself, and he can't always remember the past on the battlefield, after all, there are other things to do.

"You know them?"

After walking a few steps, the sergeant major couldn't stop his inner curiosity, and it was very itchy like a cat's paw.

"It's an acquaintance." Ivan replied.

"What does it mean to be acquainted?" Lao Qiang became even more curious.

"I said I saw them in a dream, would you believe me?"

"What?"

Lao Qiang turned his head and looked at him with some confusion, "Didn't you belong to the logistics establishment before? You have never been on the battlefield, have you?"

"Well, that's right."

"So I'm a little confused - although you are not a recruit by seniority, you are on the battlefield for the first time. Those of us who have fought in the war will regard someone who is on the battlefield for the first time as a recruit, but you act De is calmer than many veterans, as if he is no stranger to the battlefield, and many moves are ugly but can protect you to the greatest extent, and his proficiency is quite high."

Facing Lao Qiang's doubts, Ivan replied calmly: "Does the Sergeant Major know that there is a kind of person who is born for war?"

Of course he is not this kind of person. Compared with those who were born for war, Ivan has just experienced more, and many of them almost fell into the abyss in the last reincarnation.

"Do you like war?" Old Gun asked in astonishment.

People who like war usually speak logically through the screen, but it is never advisable to fight against war without thinking.

Ivan said: "No, I hate war, but I never reject a just war."

The sergeant major looked at the twinkling things in his eyes, and believed that these words were based on the true feelings in his heart. For some reason, the demeanor of the medical soldier in front of him touched him very much.

Many memory fragments were highlighted, Lao Qiang couldn't hold back, and said, "At least we are righteous in this period."

"You think there was no justice in the First World War?"

"Yes, that's a..."

His words were not finished.

Maybe it was because he didn't want to say it, or maybe it was because of other reasons, but Ivan only knew that there was a burst of sadness on the sergeant major's face.

Is it life and death on the battlefield, or is it a comrade in arms who was crushed to death on the track of a tank after returning home to ask for salary?

Possibly... both.

President Roosevelt Jr. is a political figure, and everything is based on the national interest. For example, before the Pearl Harbor incident, the two sides sold supplies. Those capitalists made money every day with a black face, but there is no doubt that he knew to give the soldiers a guarantee. , instead of just relying on slogans to let the boys go to the battlefield to work hard.

But if there is no guarantee and only rely on shouting slogans, the salaries of veterans after the end of World War I will still be repeated. The American Expeditionary Force who participated in World War I was almost 200 million. It is a just war supported by the people. Even if [-] veterans come to ask for their salaries, Truman dares to pull a tank up and run over these crazy capitalists who think they are too full?

Because of many things, Ivan’s understanding of the beginning of the First World War is far lower than that of the Second World War. In addition to the bloody meat grinder, Ivan’s impression is the endless trench warfare. The technology and tactics are far less exciting than World War II. Evoke the blood and resonance of men.

There are only a few movies, novels, and games to learn about, such as "Battlefield 1", "1917" and "All Quiet on the Western Front". Since Ivan has been depressed for a long time after watching the last work, he no longer wants to know about the Everything related to World War I.

—two men were blown to such pieces that Chardon thought they could be scraped off the walls of the trench with a spoon and buried in lunch boxes.

— He was killed in action in October 1918.That day, the entire front line was silent.The record in the battle report of the army headquarters has only one sentence: there is no war on the western front.

The dog-eat-dog of the imperialist old aristocrats sent countless young people to the bloody and cruel battlefield, fighting each other until the last drop of blood was shed.

That's why old guns who have experienced it will say: at least we are righteous in this period. With such a layer of sacred morality, many sacrifices will become meaningful.

"How are you feeling, lads?"

When I came to the Ma Run of Company K, the sergeant major had a heavy sadness on his face tens of seconds ago, but now there was only a resolute attitude left. Both recruits and veterans felt that as long as the sergeant major did not fall down, Company K would be victorious.

"Besides the heat, I feel thirsty after the fresh water is handed over."

"The Cannon King is thinking of a way, and everything will be fine." The sergeant major pointed at Ivan while comforting him, "I brought you a doctor and asked him to show you."

To be honest, Ivan didn't know how to feel his pulse or read his tongue, but just like the purpose of Lao Qiang's inspection, what he needed to do was very simple.

After careful observation, judge whether anyone has symptoms of heat stroke, and then tell Ma Run that you are very healthy, all of you are strong and strong, and you are as strong as a bull that is angry at the little devil.

Not to mention boosting morale, at least maintain the status quo.

After patrolling until early four o'clock, Ivan could understand Captain Haldane's concerns. After all, Company K could directly see the runway on the south side of the airport and the landmark building on the north side of the airport. At this moment, the opposite side of the runway was surprisingly quiet. , The more this happens, the more disturbing Ma Run of Company K will be.

Ten minutes later, the inspection was over, and Yiwen brought three or four Ma Run, who had symptoms of heatstroke, to the company headquarters, and drank a few mouthfuls of salt water and sugar water.

In less than 2 minutes, Captain Haldane hurried back with a medical satchel in his hand.

"Inswood, is there anything missing?"

Ivan opened the satchel and carefully retrieved the contents.

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There is no problem with taking sulfa orally, but Yiwen especially wants to complain about the snap-on tourniquet.

'Damn it, why don't you give us a few rubber tubes when you have such a tourniquet?I made it up to me to think that you have never had a standard tourniquet!Logistical uncles, I love your whole family! '

The snap-on tourniquet of this period is completely different from the modern one. To put it bluntly, it is a wider rubber band with metal buckles connected at both ends.

I hadn't received this kind of thing before the landing battle. I don't know if I forgot or did it on purpose. Ivan even suspected that there were capitalists eating money in it-the bill delivered 10 boxes, and the actual delivery was 5 boxes.

Not to mention, such things are not uncommon. In the volunteer army during the Korean War, bold contractors provided inferior bandages as high-quality bandages to the cutest people, resulting in countless wounded soldiers having to amputate their limbs to save their lives.

If you say that there is no umbrella, Ivan will not believe it. There is corruption in such an army, let alone the US military.

Ivan grabbed the snap-on tourniquet to calm down the turmoil, and even wanted to ask the logistics animals to eat guns.

It's actually not easy to get these things, but the company commander of K company didn't pay a price. Before leaving, Ivan didn't notice how many water bottles the company headquarters had put. Anyway, at least 4~5 of them disappeared at a glance now.

"Sir, to be honest, it's not enough at all." Ivan sighed, "But it's not a big problem to survive today, as long as the battle is not so intense."

Compared with the lack of medical supplies to treat the wounded, the gun king chose to let his brothers endure the dry mouth.

This is a very correct choice, because each soldier of Company K carries 3 military canteens before going to the battlefield, all of which are filled with fresh water. Even if 5 individual canteens are handed over, each soldier can get about 1L of fresh water.

"Tomorrow, I'll think of a way."

"Ah."

"Inswood, how's the situation at the front?"

"The morale of the brothers is good."

Ivan replied while stuffing the contents of his satchel into the new satchel.

"That's good......"

Before the words were finished, a shell fell from the sky and hit the company headquarters. The distance was not too close and no casualties were caused, but a large number of voices of "enemy attack" came from the front line immediately.

Regardless of chatting with Ivan, the gun king picked up the Chicago typewriter in his hand and rushed to the front.

"Grant—!!!"

Yiwen didn't act in a hurry, but found an assistant who didn't know where he was going, and after reuniting, he moved towards the front line, which was only a hundred meters away from the company headquarters.

Compared with the morning's landing offensive, K Company is now relying on favorable terrain to fight defensively, so the wounded will appear much slower. Ivan and Grant took advantage of the opportunity to cross the mortar squad and arrived near the first-line infantry squad.It is always the infantry on the front line who are most likely to be injured. Although it is dangerous to approach, the wounded can be treated as quickly as possible.

"Type 95 light tank?"

Just to the northeast of the south runway of the airport, two little devils' bean chariots appeared at a distance of at most 300 meters, followed by at least a small team of devils who came out from the blind corner of the airport's landmark building—— Strange It was because they had no firepower preparations before the attack. The 90mm mortar shells fired at most two or three rounds hit grandma's house crookedly, and did not cause any casualties to Company K.

"The counterattack is like a joke."

Ivan set up the M1 carbine and sprayed bullets at the Japanese army who was moving to meet the enemy 200 meters away.

The gun in my hand has fired several magazines during training on Pavovo Island, and the main focus is on bandaging and making temporary tourniquets, but with the blessing of level 150 equipment proficiency, it can already match the first In the reincarnation, live ammunition training [-] rounds compared with myself.

After emptying a magazine, Ivan had a fairly intuitive understanding of the gun—among the rifles of that era, no rifle could match her within a range of 200 meters.

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It is light in weight and easy to carry. Ivan carried her around to rescue people without hindering her once. Compared with the M1 Garand, the ammunition capacity is 7 more rounds. .

The recoil is so small that you can hardly feel it. It may also be that Ivan has fired too many other guns and turned into an old fritters. I always feel that the recoil is smaller than that of a Chicago typewriter, and the feel of semi-automatic shooting is also very good.

The mid-range lethality is not bad, and the firearm itself is also very reliable and rarely jams. If you have to pick out one shortcoming, it can only be that the effective range is relatively short.

Although Ivan emptied an entire magazine and confiscated a single head, let alone wounded three or four little devils.

There is no kill reward in this reincarnation, but he was informed in advance—it does not mean that there is no reward for killing the enemy to ensure the safety of his comrades.

It's a pity that there will be casualties in the event of a battle, and Ivan can't just lie in the crater and frantically throw bullets.

"Medical soldier! Medical soldier! Medical soldier!"

The shouting place was near 50 meters to the left of Ivan, in a crater that looked like a rocket bomb, and there were two Ma Run of Company K lying in it. It was at most 80 meters away from the runway south of Peleliu Island Airport.

The visual width of this runway is about 50 meters, which means that the distance between the two forward-pressing Ma Run and the little devil is less than 150 meters.

K Company's large forces are concentrated on the front where Ivan is lying on his stomach. It is not a wrong military decision to send an infantry squad to press forward—whether it is defense or offense, the infantry squad that presses forward can provide effective fire support and fire attraction. , to buy time for large forces to organize firepower and counterattack.

"Grant, you wait here—!"

Ivan will not let the recruits participate in this very dangerous rescue, because the little devils have already approached the other side of the airport runway, using the low terrain as a cover to shoot at themselves, and it is impossible for the recruits to keep up at this time It's different from going to die.

"Did you hear me--!"

"understand!"

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10. He is like a God running on the battlefield (8000 words)

After getting the response, Ivan habitually touched the ammunition satchel, because he often put AN-M8 (throwing smoke bombs) in it in the last reincarnation, but it took him a few seconds to realize that the convenient place was the medical satchel. Things that save lives.

"Da da da da..."

A few bullets hit the coral stone on the edge of the crater where Ivan lay prone, and the bouncing gravel scratched his cheek, leaving a deep red mark, and the burning pain disappeared within a second.

[Skill - Outbreak Endurance has been triggered]

During this period, Ivan noticed that the bullets fired by the little devil were not from the front, but from the direction of 10 o'clock and 11 o'clock. He turned his eyes and saw that there was a flame coming out of the top floor of the building standing at the airport, and the little devil fired the machine gun. Standing on it, he suppressed Ma Run, who was lying in the crater, in a condescending manner.

"Medical soldier! Medical soldier! Come here——!!!"

The wounded's time was at a premium, and Ivan had to venture out of the crater.

"Male Gobi, if it weren't for being exhausted today and having no time to think, why would you rush to the wounded soldiers without cover?" '

You can get smoke grenade support by saying hello to the mortar squad in advance, and you can solve the problem by asking the infantry how many AN-M8s they want.

Saving people is really tiring, that kind of physical fatigue will make people temporarily give up thinking, and only think about when they can take a break.

"Fire to cover me!"

Regardless of whether it is useful or not, let's yell first.

"boom--!"

The moment Ivan rushed out, the high-explosive shell thrown from the M2 60mm mortar hit the other end of the runway, at least three or four devils were hit.

"Good cover!!!"

Although the mortar squad in the rear must have been rushing to treat the little devil to a meal, the just-in-time shelling undoubtedly reduced the possibility of Ivan being shot on the way to the crater where the wounded were.

At a distance of 50 meters, running in a straight line is the fastest but also the most unsafe. Recruits who are panicked rarely keep calm and think continuously during the assault, so the recruits have the highest casualty rate on the battlefield. Some ugly but effective snakeskin positioning.

While using his 7-point explosive power to sprint, he can still see and hear all directions on the way.

When there were more than ten meters left, he sensed a hint of danger, and quickly fell down, followed by a row of bullets hitting the edge of the crater.

If he hadn't stopped just now, that row of bullets would have killed Ivan, and it was too much effort to run 50 meters in one go.But in any case, he took advantage of the time when the little devil was a little dizzy from being bombed by two M2 60mm mortars, and he did two things-not only dodged the bullets, but also shortened the distance from the wounded.

There is still a distance of more than ten meters left, and it only takes a few seconds to sprint at full strength, but it is conceivable that the little devil will definitely stare at him-the US military is lying in the bomb crater without showing its head, you are special, right?It was you who hit!

Although he understood this kind of thing, Ivan did not give up the idea.

It takes a lot of concentration to solve a dilemma.

While observing the little devil's movements, he listened to the whistling of mortar shells in the air behind him.

"Woooooooooo!"

"It's now!"

Ivan, who crawled out of the crater, adjusted to a low-profile leap at the fastest speed. His waist was like a flat table, and he reached the crater where the wounded were located within three seconds after the high-explosive bomb landed and exploded.