After burying Marco, Wei Ran held Mario, who was still crying, with one hand and the Jewish girl Maura with the other. Using the cover of the surrounding ruins, he walked towards the Ministry of Interior building a few hundred meters away.
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When passing the body of a Soviet Red Army soldier, Wei Ran's heart moved and he motioned Mario and Mora to hide in a corner. He walked to the body and took out a few loaded bullets from the ammunition bag.
rifle magazine.
Looking back at Mario and Mora, Wei Ran took a few steps forward, hiding where they couldn't see him, and then summoned the SVT40 semi-automatic rifle from Finland from the leather notebook.
If nothing unexpected happens, he may soon return to his own era, and his previous experiences have also verified the rules of this cowhide notebook.
Therefore, if you want to avoid being unable to fight back when you are sent back to the battlefield next time, the most important thing is to fill the three magazines of this semi-automatic rifle with bullets before going back.
While carefully observing the surrounding environment, Wei Ran quickly loaded the first magazine filled with bullets into the rifle. After loading the bullet, he removed the magazine and loaded another bullet.
He reloaded the magazine into the rifle, and filled the two magazines fixed on the butt with ammunition bags with bullets. Wei Ran raised the gun, looked at the direction of the Capitol Building through the scope, and then put
He took back the cowhide notebook.
Coming out of the ruins that blocked their view, Wei Ran saw from a distance that Mora was comforting Mario. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the Soviet Patriotic Medal with a missing sickle and hammer reflected on his chest.
Dazzling light.
"Let's go." Wei Ran stretched out his hand towards the two little guys.
Mario, who was crying with tears in his eyes, looked at Maura, and together with the latter, he stretched out his dirty little hands and shook them with Wei Ran. He walked silently towards the direction of the Ministry of Interior building. Waiting for them to arrive downstairs.
At that time, I discovered that Captain Katya had been waiting behind the machine gun fire bunker for a long time.
"Leave them both to me." As Katya spoke, she stretched out her hands to Moura and Mario. The two little guys looked at Wei Ran, and after seeing him nod, they handed their hands to Katya.
"What are you going to do with these children?" Wei Ran asked as he followed the other party towards the Ministry of Interior building.
Katya pointed to a conference room on the first floor of the Ministry of Interior building with her chin, "The children and our wounded are all there. In the evening, there may be reporters interviewing them. This can be regarded as protecting them in disguise, isn't it?
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"Thank you, but Mario, this little boy, he..."
"I know"
Katya said without looking back, "Just let this little girl accept the interview. This little boy with an injured butt can be temporarily left in the care of Mikhail. He is very worried about this little guy."
"Thank you." Wei Ran thanked him again, "Where are the other two doctors and nurses who came with us?"
Katya stopped, pointed to another room next to the conference room and explained, "That room belongs to you, and some of the wounded returned from the front line will also be sent there for your treatment."
"Thank you for your trust," Wei Ran said sincerely. It was extremely rare that Captain Katya was willing to give them the right to treat illnesses and save lives so generously.
Captain Katya stopped, turned around and smiled, "The war will be over soon. After it is over, we will no longer be enemies."
Wei Ran looked at the other party and said sincerely, "I hope you can take good care of those children and doctors after the war is over."
"certainly"
Katya gave an affirmative answer with great confidence. Then she untied her white coat, pointed to the row of medals on her chest and said, "Mr. Victor, I can swear on my honor as a soldier that all of you will be properly treated."
Arrangements and due treatment.”
After looking at the particularly conspicuous big gold star on the opponent's chest, Wei Ran finally had no doubts anymore. The person standing in front of her turned out to be a genuine Soviet hero, so her words were far more credible than that of Captain Ivan.
Captain Katya allowed Captain Katya to send Mario and Mora into the conference room filled with wounded people. Wei Ran waited quietly for a moment and saw that he still had not been sent back to his original world. Then he accepted his fate and walked into the conference room next to the conference room.
one room.
The environment here is not much better than before the collapse of the clinic. The only advantage may be that it is large enough and there are enough kerosene lamps hanging overhead and they are bright.
But under the dazzling kerosene lamp, Father Hans and Dr. Lodge, who had arrived at most half an hour earlier than me, were already busy around the operating table with several Jewish nurses.
On the table on the side of the entrance, there were two stretchers, and two fully armed Soviet Red Army soldiers were waiting next to them. The two brothers all held TT33 pistols in their hands. When Wei Ran came in, they were holding the stretchers.
Putting their heads together, they were studying a watch that I didn't know where they came from.
When one of them saw Wei Ran coming in, he quickly stood up and took out a white coat and handed it over. Then he pointed to the empty operating table at the far end of the room, "Comrade Victor, that operating table belongs to you."
Wei Ran nodded, put on his white coat, and walked through the garbage on the floor to the operating table at the far end, which was used as a long table.
Almost at the same time that a wounded patient was being carried onto the operating table, nurse Leni, who was originally helping Hans' father, also came over. After Wei Ran put on gloves, she immediately handed over a pair of hemostatic forceps.
From this moment on, the intense and endless treatment work began again. If you ignore the two Soviet Red Army soldiers at the door and the scary high ceiling above your head, this place is no different from the clinic at that time.
As beds of wounded were carried onto the operating table, or taken off the operating table and sent out, the sky gradually darkened outside the window facing the Spree River. But the sound of fire outside the window continued.
Never stopped.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! He helped a Soviet Red Army soldier cut off the arm that was damaged by a bullet almost roughly. Wei Ran had just sutured the blood vessels and muscles, but Captain Katya ran directly to Wei Ran from outside.
Ran's side, "Mr. Victor, please come out."
Upon hearing this, Wei Ran handed over the last bit of suturing work to Nurse Leni, then took off his gloves and followed Captain Katya out of the conference room.
Before he could ask, Captain Katja spoke very quickly, "The battle over the Capitol building suffered heavy casualties, and there were many seriously injured people who had no time to be sent over. So Mr. Victor, can you talk to my medical team?"
Let’s go to the front line together?”
"Is it just me, or are we all going to go there?" Wei Ran tensed his nerves and asked.
"As long as you are yourself," Captain Katya explained, "after all, they don't speak Russian."
"What time is it now?" Wei Ran suddenly asked a question that seemed to have nothing to do with this matter.
Captain Katya glanced at Wei Ran in confusion, then raised his wrist and looked at it, "Nine forty-three, what's wrong?"
"Nothing, let's set off quickly!" After Wei Ran finished speaking, he took the medical bag from a soldier and walked to the end of the medical team in the hall.
Captain Katya waved his hand, "Let's go!"
As the order was issued, the medical team, which consisted of a stretcher team and six or seven selected doctors, led by Captain Katya and a team of soldiers, rushed towards the Capitol in the dark night.
As the distance got closer and closer, the sounds of gunfire, shouts of death and the occasional "Ula" became more and more intensive. Along the way, corpses all over the ground fell almost one after another in various places.
So much so that they even have the illusion that they have no place to stay.
At the same time, the artillery shells fired from the direction of the air defense tower also exploded deadly pieces of masonry and debris around them. Even the stretcher bearers who rushed in front were unable to jump over and were knocked to the ground wailing by the shrapnel.
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"Just stay here!" Captain Katja shouted and directed everyone to hide in the ruins of a building. "We will send the wounded here, and you should pay attention to your own safety!"
Before she finished speaking, she had already led a stretcher team consisting of more than a dozen people to the front battlefield. At the same time, the doctors had lit the kerosene gas lamps, carried the injured stretcher team members to the corner, and immediately started
carried out rescue work.
Under the busy work of Wei Ran and the field medical staff whose names were still unknown, time passed by, and the wounded who had undergone simple rescues were immediately rescued after completing the basic treatment that could barely help them save their lives.
He was taken by a stretcher team to the relatively safer Ministry of the Interior building for follow-up treatment.
Gradually, the sound of artillery fire and crossfire from the Capitol became less and less, and the number of wounded sent over also dropped by an order of magnitude. A few brave doctors even waved the stretcher bearers and rushed directly into the Capitol!
With such a foolish and courageous person taking the lead, the others immediately rushed out of the wreckage of the building after completing the work at hand.
But compared to them, Wei Ran didn't want to take risks at all. He moved to the side of another injured person waiting for treatment. After inserting a needle, Ma Fei began to debridement, suture and stop the bleeding.
According to historical records, after the Berlin City Defense Commander formally surrendered on May 2, the soldiers in this building were still resisting. At this time, if you rushed in with a rush of thought, your best chance would be to be carried out on a stretcher.
Wei Ran quickly completed the work at hand. He looked in the direction of the Capitol Building along the remaining half window. Seeing that a red flag had been planted on the roof, he immediately took off his gloves and took out the bag from the bag he was carrying.
I used a Rolls-Royce dual-lens reflex camera, set the aperture to the minimum, and while a flare was rising, I aimed at the roof of the Capitol Building and pressed the shutter again and again.
"I hope I can take a picture..." Wei Ran muttered to himself. Seeing that more wounded people were being brought in, he immediately put the camera into his bag, put on his gloves again and picked up the syringe.
