The military doctor who stuck out his tongue opened his mouth wide and felt sick for a long time before he said,
"Young man, you are lucky. Your wound is not big. You only need to dig out such a large piece of flesh."
As he spoke, Jun Yong gestured with his hands to show the size of his rice bowl.
Looking at the officer in front of him, the soldier didn't believe what he said. He threw away the shrapnel and picked up the scalpel and continued,
"The Chinese soldiers at Sihang Warehouse warned that soldiers had experienced this kind of mine yesterday, and many of them had their limbs amputated."
Why do you need amputation? Listen to the military doctor's words
"Nani, military doctor, are you mistaken? I only have a shallow wound on my leg, which I just wanted to bandage. Hey, what are you going to do? Do you really want to dig out the flesh on my leg..."
Looking at the confused officer and the soldier who helped him, the military doctor shook his head and said to the young officer,
"The soldiers chasing them last night were also attacked by this kind of landmine. The wounds on the limbs that were hit started to become red, swollen and infected for a short time. In order to avoid septicemia, they had to amputate the limbs and hit the torso..."
Speaking of this, the military doctor sighed, shook his head and said with some shame,
"Well, we don't have that much penicillin, and now we all call these nasty mines cripple makers."
As he spoke, he picked up the scalpel to operate on the leg of the young officer in front of him.
The young officer saw it and quickly put his legs down.
"Doctor, it's really just a small wound. Maybe you can clean it and bandage it, and I'll have to direct my men to attack. Besides, I'm afraid of infection, so just give me a few pieces of penicillin."
"You also saw that the black substance on the shrapnel just now is stool carrying a lot of bacteria, which will infect your blood system."
The military doctor spoke earnestly and even helped the few soldiers who came to support the officer and said,
"You guys hold him down...the nurse injects the officer with anesthetic, and then..."
As soon as he heard that the military doctor was serious about taking action, even his own men were trying to hold him down. When he raised his hands, several soldiers were frightened and ran away.
Seeing that he had scared a few of his men, he smiled slightly and cursed,
"Bage Yalu, you bastards really want to dig a piece of meat out of my leg?"
Then he stood up, jumped on the ground a few more times, and said to the military doctor,
"Look, look, it's nothing, it's just a small wound. And the shrapnel hit me, so my wound has been bleeding. I heard that blood also has a bactericidal effect..."
As he spoke, he winked at his soldiers, asking them to quickly help him escape from the military doctor in front of him who just wanted to operate on him to make his wounds bigger.
Then he simply found another nurse, sprinkled some sulfur powder, and escaped from the rescue station carelessly.
The military doctor wanted to find him again, but there were so many injured soldiers that he soon forgot about it. When he saw the young officer again, it was already a few days later.
The young officer's face was sallow and he had a high fever. His young eyes no longer had the passion for fighting. Instead, he was still shivering violently while being covered with a thick quilt.
The doctor who cared for him said that he had amputated his leg and injected him with expensive penicillin, but the situation didn't look good.
After all, there are so many types of bacteria in the stool. No one can tell what complications will occur in addition to sepsis.
Regardless of how it was treated, from this point on, future mines including the "Broadsword" received their first nickname of "Cripple Maker".
The emergence of the "broad sword" is also destined to make infantry attacks much more difficult than in the past.
At this time, the war in the warehouse building has entered a fierce stage.
The casualties of more than 200 people did not stop the Japanese Marines from attacking. After all, their army of nearly 1,000 people could easily withstand the attack of a division of Chinese troops in the previous battle.
Not to mention that there is only such a building left in the entire Shanghai stock market, so there is no reason to stop them, who are already victorious.
Although there is something weird about this building, those grenades loaded with shrapnel, and the mines in the helmets that emit a foul odor.
But this did not stop the remaining hundreds of Japanese Marines from rushing towards the door of the building.
That's where the carriage can be entered, so it's spacious enough... The reason why many soldiers felt at ease was because they didn't hear the sound of machine guns there.
"Rush..."
The sound of shouting followed the Japanese Marines as they rushed into the warehouse door.
However, they were just as dumbfounded at the gate as the Japanese Marines who had come before.
What's in there, where are those Chinese soldiers hiding?
The vanguard soldiers entered the building, the vanguard squad entered the building... There was not even a trace of unnecessary sound, and even the vanguard soldiers yelled inside without any reaction.
It was only then that the captain in charge of the finger waved his hand, and the cowhide boots of the large group of Marines made a loud sound on the cement floor.
What greeted them were only the numbers in the still bright red circle on the ground.
"Petta-ma's..."
Suddenly a Northeastern accent sounded, followed by the explosion of a helmet mine located in an inconspicuous position at the main entrance.
A piece of golden metal was sprayed out mixed with lumps of golden semi-solid and semi-liquid material.
The stench instantly filled the entire space, and the soldiers who had just poured in in front of the door were sprayed with shrapnel, clamps, and even excrement.
Even excrement can spray people down, and it's so bragging... It's terrible to be uneducated. Let's learn about non-Newtonian fluids.
Add flour to the stool and mix it well. When hit by a strong force, the usually soft stool cake will turn into hard "shrapnel". When these small pieces of sticky material touch the human body, they will become hard again.
Incomparable.
Someone on the small site did an experiment and found that the thing couldn't be opened even with an axe.
"Quick, quick, they only have one mine..."
As the first "helmet mine" exploded, more Japanese Marines rushed forward under the command of officers.
However, another "helmet mine" exploded above his head.
This time it was even worse. The hard shrapnel formed by the feces and water could not even be stopped by the helmet.
The "Cripple Maker" can amputate limbs if shrapnel hits them, but if it hits the head, it won't be amputated.
That's a good question, but as another group of Marines rushed through the door, this time they finally didn't hear the explosion of the "helmet mine."
However, somewhere on the second floor, rifle fire rang out.
Twelve shots at a time, no need to even aim.
If you want to fight back, you can't even see clearly where the gun went off. What a waste of time.
Then twelve more rounds were fired. Before the Japanese officer could figure out what was going on, another "helmet thunder" sounded above his head.
The soldiers who had just rushed into the building collapsed again. By this time, the dead soldiers in the building were already stacked on four floors, more than fifty of them.
However, officers on the battlefield often do not care about the death of soldiers in order to complete their mission.
Especially this time, the order received was extremely strict, so the commanding Japanese officer waved his hand again, and more Japanese soldiers rushed towards the gate.