Chapter 794 The Growth History of a Rookie (For Xu Feng 3/3)
"Comrade, are you comrades of the People's Army, and which part are you in?"
While Hu Biao was looking at the anti-slope position, a volunteer soldier who had gauze wrapped around his left shoulder several times walked over with the support of a husky.
Looking at the loose South Korea puppet army attire on Hu Biao and others, he immediately asked this question.
After hearing this, Hu Biao answered without thinking:
"We are from the reconnaissance battalion of the 338th Regiment of the 113th Division. I am the acting battalion commander Hu Biao. I am leading the soldiers on a reconnaissance mission. Then I found that the fighting here was quite fierce, so I helped fight from behind."
After saying that, he pretended to know nothing about the situation on the ground and asked again:
"Comrade, which department are you in, and what tasks are you performing now?"
Under Hu Biao's questioning, the soldier was thinking about giving a military salute, but after thinking of something, he restrained himself from doing so.
Then, he answered in his mouth:
"Reporting to Comrade Commander Hu, we are from the 1st Battalion and 3rd Company of the 335th Regiment of the 112th Division. We have been ordered to stay firmly on the position before the main force arrives here. The people are there and the position is there."
Just a simple sentence, "The people are here, the position is here" made Hu Biao's heart surge with indescribable emotions.
Because among the many missions he has experienced, it seems that only on the Eastern battlefield can there be such a saying as "where the people are, the positions are there".
And in a war like this, which is not fair at all.
It was these people in front of them, relying on such a cruel belief to themselves and the huge sacrifices they made, that they could finally defeat the invincible opponent with simple weapons.
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Hu Biao continued to ask:
"How many troops do you have left, and who is the highest commander now?"
"Including the seriously wounded, there should be no more than thirty people, and only half of them can still continue to fight. As for the highest remaining commander on the position, I should be me.
My name is Yuan Qijiu, and I am the deputy squad leader of the 2nd Platoon. I am now leading the remaining soldiers of the company and ask Battalion Commander Hu to issue combat orders."
The man supported by the husky answered like this.
Seeing that the fight had reached this point, and Yuan Qijiu and others were still fighting to the death, Hu Biao said:
"Okay, from now on, you will be the acting company commander; but before the next battle begins, let's take a good rest and eat something."
After saying that, Hu Biao handed over a backpack on his shoulder.
The contents of this backpack were exactly the various cans and chocolates that the commander of a repaired M26 Pershing tank enthusiastically presented to me on the way.
Now these gifts from the soldiers are used to feed the volunteer soldiers of the Third Company and then continue to fight against them. Hu Biao thinks there is nothing wrong with it.
After giving these instructions, Hu Biao and the others also started busy setting up pyrotechnics using rubber and gasoline.
What the heck! Because of the intensity of the war, after exchanging weapons and ammunition, their points were not enough to exchange for some anti-aircraft equipment.
But couldn’t he, Hu Biao, even have some broken rubber tires and gasoline to do anything about it?
Of course there is, it’s just a squeeze...
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At the same time, surgeon Lao Qi was quickly conducting a physical examination on Zhang Quansheng, that is, checking what injuries Zhang Quansheng had suffered.
Just now, it actually reached the point where if you don't do something within two minutes, you will die immediately.
Originally, it was not his turn as a rookie to do this, but the doctors in the team called Black Chinese Medicine have now been reduced to a ball of black coals.
So now, if he doesn’t go with him, who will?
After Lao Qi's inspection, he quickly took a deep breath.
Under his examination, he found that one of Zhang Quansheng's left leg muscles had been severed, at least five ribs were broken, and multiple parts of his body had been hit and bruised by bullets and shrapnel.
But the most fatal injury was the massive bleeding caused by a ruptured spleen in his body.
Therefore, laparotomy is now necessary to stop the massive bleeding.
The problem is that when he performed surgery on the company commander at the Third Hospital, he had a black Chinese medicine practitioner as his assistant.
It was under extremely dangerous circumstances that the operation was performed with great difficulty. As a result, the company commander had not passed the critical period when they set off, and he did not know whether he would survive.
Now that he was the only one left, the rookie Lao Qi asked himself that he had no confidence that he would be able to complete the operation within the one-hour deadline.
No! Now they don't even have an hour.
Because even though the system is not in their heads now, it is making noise like a fly, constantly counting down.
But as long as they pay a little attention, they can see two time numbers in their skulls that are constantly beating and decreasing in value.
The one above, 1 hour and 16 minutes, is the time it took them to hold on to the Songgu Peak position until 12 o'clock.
The latter one lasted only 52 minutes, which was the time Zhang Quansheng could survive without surgery.
52 minutes to complete the operation on a seriously injured patient with a ruptured spleen?
Regarding this point, Lao Qi asked himself that in the best operating room in Vienna Hospital, he couldn't do it with the cooperation of professional assistants, let alone here.
If it had to be done forcefully, the only outcome for Zhang Quansheng would be to die on the operating table.
That’s not right! Because under the current circumstances, they can have a woolen operating table.
At such a critical moment, Xu Feng, who was looking at him in a daze, thought of something in his mind and quickly opened the small leather bag that should have been left by the black Chinese doctor.
After opening it, Xu Feng was immediately filled with surprises.
Because in the small leather bag, there is not only a familiar green scalpel, but also a copy of "Basic Battlefield First Aid Mastery" in the system mall, which costs 2000 points after a 20% discount.
After seeing this, Xu Feng instantly thought of their origins:
An Tusheng, the orthopedic surgeon, is quite reliable; although due to family reasons, he was transferred to a peripheral team and could not continue to participate in the mission.
But he still remembered the medical problems of the team during the mission, and made his best efforts.
No! Not only did he give up his green scalpel to the black Chinese medicine doctor.
He even used the points he had saved from pocket money to complete hidden missions and redeemed a copy of "Elementary Battlefield First Aid Mastery".
As for why black Chinese medicine doctors don't use it themselves, or they give it to a rookie like Lao Qi early.
It must be some black Chinese medicine practitioner who is testing this rookie's character and mind.
After all, these things are almost all that An Tusheng, an orthopedic surgeon, emptied his own wealth into, and they cannot be wasted casually.
After understanding the above, Xu Feng did not dare to delay at all.
Immediately, he took out the "Elementary Battlefield First Aid Mastery" from the small bag and slapped the rookie Lao Qi hard on the back of the head like a brick.
Then, he thrust the sharp green scalpel 'Lancet Imitation' into the hands of the confused Old Seven.
After receiving a heavy blow on the back of his head, Lao Qi instantly became confused:
"What the hell! Even if I can't save anyone, I don't have to be so cruel, right?"
But he soon learned that even greater confusion was yet to come; because when he had an extra scalpel in his hand, countless things suddenly appeared in his head.
They all have knowledge about battlefield first aid and rich experience.
After such data quickly poured in and disappeared, he felt like there were countless more experiences in his head, and it seemed like he had treated hundreds or thousands of similar patients in front of him.
After vaguely trying to figure out what was going on, Lao Qi became more confident than ever before.
He yelled: "Get ready for the operation immediately. King Kong will come and be my nurse. Zhui Feng, go and find a way to boil some water for me, and get at least 1,000 milliliters of type 0."
Then, he shouted at Xu Feng, who was currently smiling with relief: "You, pull the hook."
This time it was Xu Feng's turn to be confused. While he clapped his hands weakly, he muttered: "Drawing a hook? It's a hook, hanging. You can't do this for a hundred years?"