Three hundred and thirtieth eight chapters after the camp scream
Podovic was rescued, he was still alive, and the wounds on his body were not serious. After the good news came back, Yang Mingzhi decided to go back to Catfish Village.
He returned to the division headquarters. At this moment, Yevlov had already gone to the place where the German reconnaissance plane crashed.
Several assistant staff officers who stayed behind at the division headquarters told him: "The division commander has found the crash location, and there will be no way to get over for a while."
Yang Mingzhi stamped his feet, "In that case, I won't wait for him. That Podovich is very important. You guys will wait for the division commander to come back and inform them that I have already set off for Catfish Village."
"Yes, deputy division commander!" The men stood at attention and saluted, watching Yang Mingzhi rush out of the door.
It was his impromptu idea to go to Catfish Village. He thought that even if Podovich was not seriously injured, he was still seriously injured. If surgery was required, there would be a doctor there, Lars Ryugin. After thinking about it, Yang Mingzhi decided to bring his wife with him.
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During the air combat just now, people in the hospital in Blacksmith Village heard the sound of intensive machine gunfire outdoors, as if they were suddenly attacked by a large German army.
Most of these wounded were retired from the last battle, and they were nervous after experiencing the war!
When Yang Mingzhi came here, he saw his wife in a hurry. She was comforting the wounded soldiers, while some nurses held down the insane soldiers.
To make matters worse, several guys were tied up with hemp ropes.
"What's going on?" Yang Mingzhi casually picked up a nurse and asked loudly.
"It's the deputy division commander! How did you get here! Thank God, the soldiers were frightened by the gunshots just now, and so were we..."
Just now, due to the sudden incident, the soldiers who were slightly injured felt a sense of mission and tried to rush out of the door to find weapons to fight. Some people panicked and yelled, and a small camp roar actually broke out. And the nurses
What? Including Xingtao, the instinct is to crawl under the bed to guard against sudden bombings or something.
When Yang Mingzhi saw this, he roared angrily. His voice was so loud that it calmed the soldiers down enough.
He said: "Comrades, the enemy's reconnaissance plane has just arrived. I organized a machine gun team for air combat, and the enemy plane has been destroyed. That's it. Stop panicking immediately and continue to recover!"
As a senior officer, these words were an order and a reassurance. The guys who had been frightened just now, with their eyes as wide as light bulbs, stopped struggling and became quiet.
Yang Mingzhi walked slowly to his wife and patted her on the shoulder. Unexpectedly, this girl pounced on her.
"It really scared me to death. Why did you come here just now? I thought something big had happened."
Yang Tao pounded her fists in excitement, and her tears couldn't stop flowing. It was obvious that this girl was seriously frightened, and Yang Mingzhi hugged her until she calmed down.
"Okay, stay calm now. I want to rush to Catfish Village immediately, and you should come with me. Podovich has crashed, and you are a very good surgeon. I want to take you there to treat that guy's injuries.
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Podovich is an experienced pilot, so his crash must be unlucky. In fact, the girl was surprised by the fact that this guy crashed. Star Tao said humbly: "Catfish Village doesn't have our best hospital.
Raslyutin, an old doctor from Minsk’s Third People’s Hospital, and our old friend Lilia. Their medical skills are so great, and how useful I was in the past.”
After saying that, Yang Tao pushed her husband away and pointed to the wounded in front of her. "Really, look at the situation here. Isn't it just as bad?"
In front of Yang Mingzhi, the originally tidy hospital was a little messy. There were some broken glass bottles on the ground. The excited soldier stood up regardless of his injuries and accidentally broke the alcohol bottle, so that there was a strong smell of alcohol in the air.
Taste.
He glanced around and saw that other places in the room were also bad enough. Some of the injured's violent activities caused their wounds to open, and some sprayed themselves in panic.
Several nurses were putting a new white cloth on an unlucky guy. There were also some people who were scrubbing the white cloth stained red with blood.
They are all young girls, and some of them, Yang Mingzhi, look familiar. Yes, they are German female nurses.
In addition, some girls who can be said to be Lolita are also recruited to work as female nurses. Their slender figures and delicate faces are endearing. Usually these girls should be voluntary labor arranged by the collective farms.
Among these young girls, Yang Mingzhi suddenly saw that the child was Natasha, wasn't she?
She was holding the injured leg of a wounded soldier and wrapping new gauze around it. Her movements were relatively skillful and her meticulous look was reassuring.
"My dear, I didn't expect that you actually brought Natasha here." Yang Mingzhi asked his wife.
"Yes. Anyway, her morning training is over. Kostya went back to school and she had nothing more to do, so I took her to the hospital."
Yang Mingzhi nodded and called Natasha over from work. She had to stop what she was doing, which she didn't like.
Standing in front of the commander, the girl said angrily: "Sir, you shouldn't stop my work. After all, I also played a guest role as a nurse. There was a fierce battle. I just found the feeling of a field nurse..."
This girl is pouting her little mouth, is she being coquettish? Or is she really angry?
Yang Mingzhi said: "Since you are willing to be a nurse today, then you come with me. As you know, Podovich, the pilot is injured. It seems that my wife is busy because of medical problems here, so just follow me."
It’s done.”
"Yes! Brother, let Natasha go with you. I'm really busy here. You also said that I am a very important surgeon in Blacksmith Village. I have to wait with Hangelberg today.
Please check and treat the wounded carefully."
"In this case, there is nothing we can do." Yang Mingzhi patted Natasha on the shoulder, "Your nurse uniform looks very decent. Very good, change your clothes now, and we will set off immediately."
It happened so suddenly that Natasha became nervous, as if she had encountered a big event. She exchanged looks with Yang Tao and followed Yang Mingzhi away.
In the hospital, Yang Tao watched them leave and breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh, being a doctor is really hard. I have to continue to fight here!"
The pain was worth it. After all, Carambola was educated by Lars Lyugin and gained the consciousness to be a doctor.
No matter what era it is, medical workers always work hard. She is a surgeon and a female nurse, and because she is currently the base of the entire swamp, she is one of the best doctors. Her superb medical skills also mean that she has a heavy responsibility.
At this moment, Yang Tao has assigned several nurses on hand. She leads the team to care for the wounded. The workload has increased, and the situation of the soldiers is getting better and better.
How happy it is that the wounded soldiers of Balzen's army can be treated and taken care of by the commander's wife. What's more, this Oriental girl also has a sweet smile.
Today, after experiencing the sudden battle in the morning, she became more aware that the war could break out at any time. It must be said that this sudden attack on her was quite embarrassing. She got under the table and hurriedly held her head, fearing that the house would collapse.
Lose.
When the dust settled, this group of wounded soldiers roared in the camp. When they went crazy, it was more than a weak woman could handle. They still had to be held down by the guards who rushed in.
"Oh, I have to be busy again today." Yang Tao sighed. Her husband and I might not be with her tonight, and I might have to sleep in the lounge of the hospital to be prepared for emergencies of the wounded. (Unfinished)