After entering October, the scouts and militiamen ambushing outside the swamps can always find some sporadic refugees. > ≧≯ Many of their identities are like Robloski - Jews, or Gypsies.
They were all Soviet citizens, and in the eyes of the German army, they were inferior ethnic groups that should be exterminated.
For everyone in the swamp, the more people, the better. The situation of the army is much better now, and there is relatively sufficient food to feed more people.
Yang Mingzhi continued to receive examinations at the military hospital due to his injuries. Now doctor Lars Lyugin told him a very important thing.
"My deputy commander, the stitches on your wound can be removed!"
Remove the stitches! Yang Mingzhi knew that the wound was sutured by his wife. In this era, most people still used cotton thread, so the stitches must be removed after the wound begins to heal. Unlike the catgut of later generations, it can be absorbed by the human body and become part of the skin, not to mention magical.
The barnacles are glued.
Thinking about it, it had been some time since he was injured. It was October and autumn had arrived. He knew he had no choice, so he readily agreed.
But he emphasized one point: "Don't give me morphine. First, this thing is very precious, so it should be reserved for comrades who are afraid of pain during future surgeries. Second, I am very worried that I will become addicted."
"You really have a lot of demands." Raslyugin was surprised. It hurt to take out the sutures. As an officer, he had the privilege of taking painkillers first. This man was still the same Cheng Qiang as always. Anyway, see you.
His resolute appearance made Larslyutin follow his temper.
As a nurse, Yang Tao felt very distressed in her heart and kept trying to comfort her.
Yang Mingzhi shook his head: "My dear, you don't have to worry about me. I am a man, and this pain is nothing. And as the deputy division commander, I have to set an example and let the soldiers know that their commander is a warrior.
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In Russian tradition, people like to obey the strong. Yang Mingzhi understands some Maozi culture. In the West, Russian soldiers are often ridiculed as gray animals because they always have perverted obedience to their superiors. In other words, this culture is also Mongolian.
It may be brought by people, or it may be the warrior tradition of one of their ancestors, the Swedish Vikings-the Varyags.
Yang Mingzhi made his choice and underwent surgery on October 3rd.
He lay quietly on the hospital bed, holding a wooden stick wrapped in linen in his mouth. His injured left arm was stretched out calmly and rested on a stool.
Raslyutin calmly laid out the various surgical instruments and selected the nurse who would stop the operation.
At first, he did not choose star fruit as a stopper, but the girl insisted on it, and he still agreed. Raslyugin ordered: "I am performing an operation on your husband, and I am most worried about your compassion. You
You must ensure that you are not distracted, otherwise there will be an accident, and neither you nor I want to see it."
Naturally, the girl agreed wholeheartedly, and Lars Lyugin also agreed. Now she is responsible for the surgical instruments as a nurse, and the other Lilia is an experienced professional medical staff. With this person here, Lars Lyugin prides himself on surgery
will be very successful.
Yang Mingzhi lay quietly and looked at these people. They all wore gloves and masks.
Raslyutin finally asked: "Deputy division commander, you really don't take any anesthesia at all?"
"Of course!" Yang Mingzhi replied firmly, "I will do what I say, you don't have to worry about me. But you still have to do one thing for me."
Just in case, for example, the instinctive trembling of the body might damage the operation, Yang Mingzhi asked to tie his arms to a stool.
Yang Tao couldn't bear to hear her husband's request. "Brother, stop being so insistent. Do you have to learn how Guan Gong scrapes bones?"
Hearing this, Yang Mingzhi suddenly became happy. He didn't know where this girl learned the allusions of the Three Kingdoms from. Did she hear it in the Anti-Japanese League? Anyway, now she can learn from Guan Gong and scrape her bones. If she also has the integrity of Guan Gong
, which can be regarded as a sublimation of one’s own personality.
"That's it, I'll stick to it. Please, it's just pulling the thread out of the muscle. Will it still bleed a lot?"
Raslyutin smiled: "If you have this consciousness, I will do it."
In this way, Yang Mingzhi slowly closed his eyes, and the doctor began his work.
He cut the cotton thread into sections with scissors, and then used tweezers to pull it out one by one. Raslyutin's movements were very gentle, and he was always paying attention to the patient's reaction.
At this moment, Yang Mingzhi was indeed enduring a lot of pain. His forehead was covered with sweat, and his left arm clenched his fist. "If I had known it hurt so much, I might as well have given him a shot of morphine." It's too late to say anything now. It's too late to give up.
Yang Mingzhi could only grit his teeth and endure the loss of face.
Carambola was also worried but could do nothing. She could only wait for the doctor's order to provide new instruments for surgery at any time.
The suture removal operation was very quick, and all the cotton threads were removed in just ten minutes.
If there is Baiyao here in Maozi, it must be a miracle in stopping bleeding and relieving pain. It is very sad that Baiyao is currently only circulated in southern China, and even in China there is only a small amount of rations.
Maozi didn't have good anti-inflammatory drugs, so after treating his wound, he applied some iodine and bandaged it with the newly arrived gauze.
"Deputy Commander, you are lucky. We now have very sufficient medicines. These sanitary napkins and sanitary gauze are the latest airdrops. We don't have to reuse the previous ones, or replace them with ordinary white linen cloth. Don't worry, we will never
There’s a bacterial infection.”
Yang Mingzhi felt happy that the torture was finally over.
He had just had surgery and needed to rest for at least a day until the wound scabbed over before he could move around freely.
On the day of his surgery, around the broken tank, a group of soldiers were trying to dismantle the tank into eight pieces. Many parts with rivets were knocked out with chisels and hammers, and some were very violently used with steel.
Saw cut.
Three of the four tanks were intact and could even move. In the evening, Yang Mingzhi heard a very inconsistent noise outdoors, which sounded like some kind of vehicle moving.
"Is this a tank moving? Soldier, come and see what's going on." He subconsciously called to the soldiers of the guard company. As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that this was a hospital, surrounded by wounded soldiers, looking at him.
"What's wrong! Brother, don't yell!" Yang Tao hurried over to ask about the situation.
"Oh, since you are here. My dear, go outside and take a look. I heard the sound of tanks moving. Go and see what they are doing!"
Star Tao took the order, and she naturally heard the noise. In addition to following the direction of the noise, she did find a tank. But it was strange that this guy was actually dragging something, which looked like the remains of another tank.
——Barrel and turret.
Around the tank, a group of soldiers were shouting and seemed to be directing traffic. Here she saw a very familiar figure, that was Yelentina.
Yang Tao didn't care about her image as a nurse wearing a white coat and a white headscarf, and quickly catered to her.
Jelentina was startled and took the girl's hand: "Besika, what are you doing here? Don't get too close to this iron guy, it's very dangerous!"
"No! It was my husband...no, it was the deputy division commander who gave me the order. He said the noise had disturbed him and asked me to come out and see what was going on."
"So that's it." Yelentina shrugged, "I'll tell him in person later. Since you're here, you go back and tell him quickly that the soldiers are going to bring the broken tank to the camp. My life is safe."
The moving tank was used as a tractor to pull the gun back."
Yang Mingzhi was waiting for news about his wife in the hospital. When she came back, he immediately asked about her, thus understanding Yelentina's behavior.
"That woman did a good job. The tank can be used as a tractor to pull back the scrap metal, which saves a lot of manpower. I think it will be better to use the tank as a tractor for farming and plowing the soil in the future."
Yang Tao grew up a lot during the war. She did not fight with her husband, but explained her own opinion. "I think the political commissar sister wants to use the artillery. To pull the artillery back, the next step must be to dismantle the artillery."
Yang Mingzhi admired this very much. What she said made sense. Since the tank was broken, some of its parts could still be used, especially the 37mm gun.
After a while, Yelentina arrived at the hospital in person and was having lunch.
She strode into the hospital and saw the intimate behavior of Mr. and Mrs. Berekov.
"Oh! My comrade deputy division commander is so happy! Your nurse wife feeds you in person."
When she said this, Yang Tao immediately felt embarrassed. But her husband's arm was injured and he needed to rest, so she had to fulfill her duties as a wife to take care of him.
"Okay, Xiaotao, feed me after a while. I'll have a few words with the comrades from the Ministry of Internal Affairs."
Yang Tao sat beside the bed, holding a lunch box in his hand. Elena also sat on the small stool beside the hospital bed more casually. She said straight to the point: "Your wife has already told you, I
The reason I came here this time is to tell you that we can still use that tank gun."
"Yes, I know about this. I really need you, political commissar, and you did the right thing. We must make use of that cannon," Yang Mingzhi said.
Yelentina nodded, "I will order the soldiers to remove all the rivets and screws overnight, and the gun body will be separated from the gun mantlet. I have no choice about what happens after that. It is you who have the final say on how to use the gun.
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"That's right." Yang Mingzhi's smile was full of confidence, "We can convert this 37mm artillery into a combat anti-aircraft gun. We take it back to the blacksmith village, make a gun body for it, and install a gun shield. We will have more
An anti-tank gun. Do you have enough shells?"
"It's enough." Yelentina said, "There are more than a hundred artillery shells of various types, most of which are tungsten core armor-piercing projectiles, which are air-dropped. They are accessories of tanks."
Yang Mingzhi nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, I will discuss the matter with Liguschkov carefully when I return to the Blacksmith Village. But as for life, I have you, Laoyelentina."
Yang Mingzhi brought the topic to life, and he focused on food. "As far as I know, it rains more in Russia in autumn. We have not encountered heavy downpours for the time being, and today is also a cloudy day. We must prepare for a rainy day.
To preserve grain well, we must build more warehouses to preserve grain."
"Don't worry about this!" Yelentina patted her chest and said, "You know there is a small slope near the blacksmith village. There, I want to mobilize the soldiers and build a large number of cellars and warehouses on the slope. Let's
Store more arms and food. I remember that we also planned to move the division headquarters to the blacksmith village deeper in the swamp. "
Yang Mingzhi immediately remembered the discussion a few months ago. After all, Catfish Village is too close to the Pripet River, and the enemy's long-range artillery is likely to hit the shells.
"What you said is completely reasonable. We really have to carry out the original plan and move slowly." (To be continued.) 8