Yang Mingzhi had never seen this scene before. They seemed to be burning something. Could it be fleas?
"Our soldiers buried their old clothes in the soil, leaving only one corner exposed on the ground. 23US. Fastest updated: fleas, ticks and the like. They couldn't stand the cold and suffocation, so they climbed up one after another and were ambushed by our soldiers. These
The crackling sound will burn the fleas."
"Hey?! It's really interesting." Yang Mingzhi immediately knelt down and took a look at the scene.
After watching this Western scene for a while, the light gradually dimmed under the setting sun. As Yang Mingzhi had arranged before, the soldiers of the paratrooper battalion lit bonfires one after another, and the Soviet communication station in the ruins of Homnich suddenly lit up.
A spark of fire.
And this is not a piece of flame, but a large area.
No matter what, Yang Mingzhi was not 100% sure that the German army would not continue to pursue them. They might have scouts at this moment!
Now is not the time to continue fighting. Yang Mingzhi just hopes that this night will pass safely and all the soldiers will go home early tomorrow morning. Therefore, each team in the paratrooper battalion is required to light ten bonfires, and each place must be burned until the evening.
10. The purpose of doing this is not for anything else. It is best to rely on tactics of suspicion to scare potential enemies into retreating!
Because it was food prepared in a hurry, all the bread was only enough for everyone to eat. When the sun rose again, people had no choice but to eat canned food.
Now, each team has a campfire and a tent next to it. These facilities are all led by the paratrooper battalion commander Reichev, and they have to do a good job.
Yang Mingzhi pinched his waist and watched the last ray of the sun disappear on the horizon. "It's really the afterglow of the sunset. In twenty minutes at most, we will be with the night."
"Sir's words are somewhat poetic." Balzen came over and said: "Now our flea extermination soldiers have put on new clothes. The temperature has dropped, and the old clothes have to be put on. Look what else is there.
Do you need to arrange things?"
"Since we are sure that the bugs have exploded, there is no harm in putting on these old clothes. Next, the soldiers should go to warm themselves by the fire. Everyone also divided potatoes, sugar, and tea powder, and ate them all to further replenish their physical strength."
Balzen saluted and said with a smile: "Okay, I will arrange the troops. If the commander has other arrangements, I will be on call."
Yang Ming calmly watched this man leave.
When I woke up, I was still thinking about some people, and that was the children in the youth camp. You must know that their losses in this battle were heavy, with nearly 70% of the personnel sacrificed! If they were just ordinary soldiers, cold-blooded, such sacrifices would not hurt the troops.
.Nowadays, the girls in the youth camp have been trained as nurses. This time, throwing these girls of sufficient age into a brutal fight is not what I want.
Yang Mingzhi's heart suddenly felt like it was being pressed by a stone, and he felt extremely depressed. "Children, you must be living a very sad life these days! So many people have died, and no one can laugh. Even if they laugh, it's just a giggle."
Accompanied by Abram and other guards, Yang Mingzhi went directly to the field hospital. It was precisely because the girls in the youth camp could serve as nurses that they immediately started working for the doctors.
In the temporary field hospital, two doctors had rushed to complete all the operations before the sun set.
Those who survived were not seriously injured, and almost all of the injured here had limb injuries. You know, the rifle bullets of this era were enough to break a person's arm with one shot. The injured were very lucky, at least no one's bones were broken.
The weather was still relatively cold, so no one had a wound infection. Even so, in order to prevent septicemia, every injured person received a shot of penicillin without exception.
Night had fallen, and several bonfires were lit around the hospital. The tents of the children who survived the youth camp were placed near the hospital.
Hemp ropes have been hung between several big trees, covered with pieces of cloth. Due to the lack of hemostatic cotton, these linen cloths must be used repeatedly. The injured patients were the weakest, so they lay flat around the campfire. Yang Mingzhi quickly recovered
Saw the kid Kharkov.
"Abram, let's go!" With a flick of his neck, Yang Mingzhi led people into the hospital. He forgot that he had one guard. The arrival of so many people really shocked the doctor.
"No! No! All the wounded need to rest, you..." It wasn't until Yang Mingzhi came closer that the chief doctor of Blacksmith Village Hospital saw clearly that this was the chief of staff.
Yang Mingzhi ordered his guards to push to the bonfire and sit down in the lotus position to warm themselves up. But he himself squatted directly in front of the injured Kharkov, looking at the young man who was crying silently, and listening to his guilty mutterings one after another.
"You bastard, I can still feel your courage in leading people to charge. There is nothing good about me now. You can't be resurrected. There is no point in continuing to blame yourself." Although Kharkiv was so excited now that he couldn't speak.
Hesitantly, Yang Mingzhi also heard a thing or two about what happened during the battle.
The heavy losses suffered by the Youth Battalion this time are actually nothing special, because the total casualty rate of the entire force participating in the operation was as high as 70%. That is to say, in this era, war has evolved into a total war, and the troops can withstand this abnormal casualty rate. The Youth Battalion is
Being used as regular soldiers, they naturally cannot survive alone.
The middle-aged doctor looked for Yang Mingzhi's back, came over and said: "Sir, are you very concerned about this child? He is very lucky. The bullet was probably taken out just when he was injured, and the wound was treated. So for him we
Just take off the linen and replace it with sterilized ones, then give him a shot in the butt and it will be fine."
"The bullet has been taken out. This was not done by you?" Yang Mingzhi was very surprised.
"Why is this so, my deputy comrade! The person who did these things was none other than your wife Besica. Really, I think Besica must have got inspiration from the frying pan. Although this treatment method is too
It's so barbaric, but the effect is actually quite good." As he spoke, other children from the youth camp joined in, including Nina and Shula.
Unlike other people who were watching the excitement, because these two people made a lot of gains in the battle, they wanted to report it to their superiors. Although the so-called youth camp suffered heavy losses and killed many enemies, the sacrifice of the brothers and sisters was not in vain.
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Yang Mingzhi whispered from side to side, "Children, since you are all here, as the parties involved, tell me what Besica did at that time?"
"When we broke into the enemy's infantry regiment's barracks and set fire to it on a large scale, Besica and Natasha were desperately trying to save our wounded," acting officer Ruslan explained.
The doctor continued: "Sir, look, I wrapped this child's entire arm with white linen. For no other reason than Besica must have used a red-hot dagger to weld the muscles on. As far as I know
That girl is the only one who dares to do this."
"I think Besica could not do that and use a red-hot dagger to burn the wound. This is indeed very effective in stopping the bleeding, but it is really terrifying." When he said this, Ruslan was obviously frightened. Yang Mingzhi paid attention.
The frowns on the other girls' brows were more than ten levels high. Obviously, Yang Tao's handling method was too terrifying.
"Of course it can only be that girl." Yang Mingzhi really had mixed feelings. He simply raised his arm and showed the scar to everyone watching. "Now you can see clearly, I also suffered from Kharkov
Similar injuries. This treatment method is indeed very cruel, but on the battlefield where there is a lack of medicine and rescue, she can only resort to this method. In fact, this is a method used by the Chinese guerrillas. In distant China, we are fighting the Japanese.
There was really a shortage of medicines. There was no penicillin at that time, so this was simply the best way to avoid wound infection."
Carambola violently treated several wounded people at that time, and now there is a lucky one who has been sent here, and his wounds have really not worsened in the past few days. The children never expected that this is also a unique treatment method in difficult guerrilla warfare!
With his sleeves rolled down, Yang Mingzhi stood up, shook his pants, and looked at everyone with a smile: "Children, especially girls, you are still beautiful. Don't think too much now. You must have a good rest tonight. We will see you tomorrow morning
We have to keep on our way."
Just as Yang Mingzhi finished his inspection and turned to leave, two girls called his name...