Chapter 317 The mission is over, the Guadalcan chapter ends
When Yu Yang opened his eyes again, Yu Yang found himself lying on a bed, a single bed, or a camp bed.
But Yu Yang was sure that this was not his bed, and Yu Yang didn't know the exact location. Could he be dead? Would a dead person lie on the bed?
But when Yu Yang opened his eyes, he realized that this was not his home, but a ward, a ward composed of simple tents with a row of very simple camp beds. He was on one of the beds.
Everything around is white, the sheets are white, the bedding is white, there are towels around, etc. Even the color of the tent is white.
The only other color in the entire tent was the occasional red cross, which was the hallmark of the hospital. Other than that, everything around was white. For a moment, Yu Yang thought he was back in the killing field.
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When I opened my eyes, the first thing I felt was pain, very painful. Even if I wanted to move my neck, I felt very painful.
Yu Yang wanted to get up from the bed, but found that doing so was completely useless. He had no strength at all, and his whole body was still aching in addition to pain.
This state is even more powerless than when I was squeezed dry in Stalingrad. At least I still had the strength to stand up at that time, but now I have nothing.
I had no choice but to endure the pain and raised my wrist and looked at my watch. The watch was magical. It only appeared when I wanted to look at it. It didn't appear at all when I didn't look at it, and it couldn't be seen by outsiders.
He was still on a mission, and there was still one day left before the end of the mission. At the same time, Yu Yang also saw that the skin on his hands and arms was ulcerated and rotten. There was no skin on his arms that was intact, any
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"The Japanese really deserve to die!" Yu Yang looked at the ulcerated skin on his body without any emotion, as if it was not him who was rotten.
Yu Yang knew that when the mission was over, he could return to the killing ground. As long as he returned there, as long as he had a breath, he could survive and his body would recover intact. Even if it was scarred, he would be able to recover as well.
It was like entering the killing field for the first time.
When Yu Yang saw the ulcerated skin on his body, the first thing he thought of was the far east.
There is a place called 731 in the northeast of the east, where some of our compatriots are experiencing experiences that are a hundred times more painful than our own.
Thinking of this, Yu Yang felt that the number of Japanese killed this time was too few, really too few. If given the chance, Yu Yang would kill more Japanese and make himself a nightmare for them.
But now Yu Yang can't do anything. He can only lie on this hospital bed. This should be an American field hospital. At least some of the bottles Yu Yang saw are in English. What worries him most now is Yu Yang's identity.
Yu Yang was worried that the Americans would discover that he was pretending to be Mark.
But Yu Yang's worries were unnecessary. A doctor came in wearing a gas mask. When he saw Yu Yang regaining consciousness, his eyes lit up.
He immediately walked to Yu Yang's side, put his plate on the table not far away, and began to check Yu Yang's body: "Mark? Your name is Mark, right? How do you feel physically?"
After Yu Yang heard this, he wanted to open his mouth to speak, but found that he could not speak at all, so he had to open his mouth and hummed weakly, and saliva immediately flowed out of his mouth.
After seeing this scene, the doctor sighed and changed Yu Yang's dressing: "You are not very lucky. This poisonous gas is a mixed poisonous gas. We don't know the specific name and ingredients yet!"
"However, this poison gas should be a mixture of nerve gas and contact gas. If you are only exposed to the poison gas, it will only make you feel itchy and unbearable. But because you did not wear a gas mask, your trachea was severely burned.
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"Unfortunately, you may not be able to speak in the future, but you trust us, we will try our best to cure you. A ship will come the day after tomorrow, and you will follow the ship back to the United States, where you will receive the best treatment in the world.
Also, you are a hero!" After the doctor finished speaking, he began to change Yu Yang's suspension bottle.
Nowadays, it is difficult to find veins in Yu Yang's body, so in order to facilitate infusion, the needle has not been changed once from the beginning to now. Everything from medication to glucose and so on are injected through one tube.
After the doctor changed Yu Yang's medicine, he started to feed him some liquid food, which didn't taste good. At least Yu Yang couldn't feel any taste at all now.
After the doctor changed Yu Yang's medicine and fed him, he left the hospital bed. At this time, Yu Yang regained a little strength and struggled to get up from the ground and looked at the surrounding hospital beds.
There were a total of ten American soldiers in this room. Although Yu Yang could not identify their identities, he could tell from the number of them that they should be American soldiers who, like himself, had survived by holding on to their positions before.
This is a special ward. Everything in the room is different from other wards. In the corner are the weapons used by Yu Yang and others, etc. Everyone entering and leaving the room wears gas masks.
Americans are worried that this kind of gas bomb will spread through some method. In this era, infectious diseases, or viruses, can be said to be very vicious. Once a large-scale infection occurs, the consequences will be disastrous.
"My face, my face, my face!" an American soldier who had just taken off his facial bandage shouted loudly.
Yu Yang turned his head and looked over with difficulty, only to see an American soldier holding a small glass in his hand. After seeing his face, he immediately screamed in horror. In front of Yu Yang, he could clearly see his face and his arms.
Likewise, there is no intact skin on the entire face of an American soldier.
Hearing someone shouting, two doctors wearing gas masks quickly ran in and began to comfort the soldier. At the same time, someone gently took the glass out of his hand.
Yu Yang found that the remaining American soldiers were lying on the hospital bed with indifferent expressions. It seemed that this situation had not happened for a day or two. It often happened when Yu Yang fell into a coma.
Yu Yang saw John Barons and wanted to know his situation. The last fragment in Yu Yang's memory was that John Barons ran out of the gas on his back and seemed to have taken off his gas mask.
Wear it on your face.
Now Yu Yang wants to know the physical condition of this guy. Now Yu Yang no longer thinks about killing this guy. This guy saved himself again.
Yu Yang struggled and moved, attracting the attention of a doctor. The doctor walked up to Yu Yang and asked in a low voice: "Do you need any help?"
He raised his left hand with difficulty, pointed at John Barons, opened his mouth, and wanted to ask about John Barons' condition. The doctor didn't understand at first. After seeing another doctor, he immediately came over: "
Are you asking about John Barones' condition? If so, just blink!"
Yu Yang blinked his eyes. After the doctor saw it, he nodded: "His condition is similar to yours. He brought you back and he put his gas mask on you. If it weren't for him, I would miss you."
already……"
After hearing this, Yu Yang nodded with difficulty, closed his eyes and stopped talking. Now he couldn't speak at all. A thank you was held in his heart, but he couldn't speak.
Yu Yang didn't know if he would be able to see John Barons next time. If so, he would definitely say thank you to this guy in person, but he couldn't say it now.
There were only twenty-four hours, but twenty-four hours passed very slowly. When Yu Yang was lying on the hospital bed, he couldn't feel any pain, but now that Yu Yang woke up, he felt unbearable pain all over his body, accompanied by...
There is itching all over the body.
The next day, ten minutes before the countdown to return, Yu Yang stood up from the ground with difficulty. It hurt. It was very painful. When Yu Yang tried to get up, he felt very painful.
Yu Yang pulled out his needle with force. When he stepped on the ground with one foot, Yu Yang felt very painful. The skin on the sole of his foot had ulcerated. Now Yu Yang used his own flesh and blood to merge with the earth.
It hurt. Yu Yang wanted to yell out, but he couldn't say anything in his throat. Yu Yang put his other leg on the ground little by little, trying hard to stand up again and again, but failed again and again.
, failed again and again, with five minutes left in the countdown, Yu Yang finally stood up.
Yu Yang's target is the weapons in the corner of the ward. Where is his own m4a1, his own awm, his own body armor, etc. Yu Yang wants to take these things away, and Yu Yang can bring them.
in any task space.
With a three-minute countdown, Yu Yang took a few steps, but there was still a long way to go before the corner. Every step he took, Yu Yang felt unbearable pain, but Yu Yang still gritted his teeth and persisted.
With a one-minute countdown, Yu Yang was still five meters away from the corner. This five-meter distance was like a natural chasm, difficult to cross.
Yu Yang now felt like he was going to faint, and the sweat on his forehead had wet the gauze. Every step Yu Yang took forward was due to his own willpower, and he kept moving forward.
Thirty seconds countdown, less than three meters away!
Twenty seconds countdown, two meters away!
The countdown was ten seconds, and the distance was still only one meter, but Yu Yang couldn't hold on anymore and fell directly to the ground. Yu Yang struggled, lying on the ground, stretching out his hands, trying to take away his weapon.
One hand was placed on his m4a1 and one hand was placed on the awm.
The countdown ended, and a soft white light flashed...
