The second counterattack of the Western Yunnan Expeditionary Force has just ended. Thousands of injured soldiers are countless. In this era and country that lacks medical treatment and medicine, it is extremely difficult to survive a broken thigh.
The next battle is not over yet, the troops will continue to march westward, and there will be no spare energy to take care of a useless cripple. In order not to affect the efficiency of the march, unimportant wounded soldiers like Li Changsheng would be abandoned by the large army.
This kind of thing is not uncommon in many national troops. It is like a piece of useless garbage thrown on the roadside and left to die. No one is willing to give them any help, let alone any medals and honors.
"Where were you injured?" Liao Mingyu asked next.
"Returning to the officer, when we came to Fengshan during the second attack, my leg was badly damaged by Xiao Dongyang's machine gun. I didn't lose my life. I happened to meet a doctor who was available at the hospital. Haha, I'm lucky..."
Li Changsheng smiled and narrowed his eyes, telling his experience nonchalantly, as if the moment of life and death was just a trivial matter.
The simple and rich Xiangyin accent brings out the inherent optimism and free and easy spirit of this guy from Hunan. No matter how hard or tired he is, he has to face it with a smile and never compromise at all with his fate!
"What are you going to do now? That's it..."
"I have no choice but to go home asking for trouble. I'm not afraid of the officials' jokes. If Xiao Dongyang comes back again, I will go up even if I only have one leg left and he will lose a few hairs!"
Li Changsheng pretended to be relaxed. Although he was smiling, his last words were powerful: "If China is going to perish, Hunan people will die first!"
Liao Mingyu couldn't help but feel moved. It would be superfluous to say anything at this moment. He stood up straight and solemnly saluted Li Changsheng with a military salute.
Dong Dao and all the soldiers in the guard camp beside him also silently raised their right hands and gave the iron-blooded warrior the highest respect with the etiquette between soldiers.
Although Li Changsheng is ordinary, he deserves respect more than anyone else. This is what a Chinese soldier should be like.
"The 20th Army is not polite to its own people. Huo Kuizhang is not considerate of his subordinates, but I am." Liao Mingyu said loudly and righteously. From this moment on, he had already decided many things in his mind.
I still remember that in the original time and space, Bu La was abandoned by the medical soldiers in the field hospital because of a broken leg. At that time, something happened to Mi Long, and the old brothers in the cannon fodder regiment had no time to take care of him. In the end, they could only rely on the remaining leg. I begged all the way back to my hometown in Hunan. This kind of tragedy must never happen again.
"Meng Fan, I remember that you have always been responsible for the wounded in the army. What is the specific situation now?" Liao Mingyu asked.
"Back in Junzuo, we have expanded the original Zenda Field Hospital. Currently, veterinarians and some of the medical staff left by Li Lei are in charge of affairs there. Brothers who are seriously injured on the front line will be transferred there after treatment..."
In fact, long before the troops went abroad, Liao Mingyu had repeatedly issued instructions to pay attention to the follow-up arrangements for the wounded, especially the seriously injured and disabled soldiers, because losing their hands and feet is equivalent to losing half of their lives. It is basically difficult for them to take care of themselves. It is difficult to imagine if they were left alone. No matter what life they will face.
Meng Fanlie and several senior officers expressed their full support for this. After all, he himself had an experience of being severely injured and disabled before. What a feeling... he was criticized every day for not being able to respond, and he was scolded for being incompetent. He would not hesitate to do anything for a few sulfonamides. Thing is, if he hadn’t met Liao Mingyu, he might never have thought about walking on two legs in his entire life.
To this end, he established a casualty management office, which together with the Zenda Field Hospital was responsible for post-war placement and attribution. The veterinarian and Milong's wife managed these affairs there.
The lightly wounded with minor problems can basically return to the battlefield after receiving treatment. Those seriously injured with missing limbs are uniformly placed at the Third Battalion of the Yuanchuan Army in the east of Zenda Town, which has been transformed into a temporary residence for the wounded. , Meng Fanglia also invited some local people to help take care of them.
Those who want to go home can also be given some travel expenses. If they are still able to move, they will continue to stay in the army to serve as instructors in the recruit training camp, or go to the Zhendong camp to take care of those brothers who have inconvenient legs and feet. In short, try to stay in the town as much as possible Although it is impossible to arrange suitable jobs for them, the most basic food and accommodation can still be guaranteed.
The other disabled soldiers who have completely lost the ability to move live in the Zhendong camp, and all expenses for food, clothing, housing and transportation are borne by the division headquarters. Anyway, in one sentence, as long as the army still exists, we will take care of them for one more day.
"Dong Dao, ask Li Changsheng to go with us. If we encounter someone like him again on the road, take him with us."
"yes!"
"Officer! You..." Li Changsheng stared blankly at Liao Mingyu. Even though he had not shed a single tear after being ridiculed and insulted by the defenders, his eyes could not help but become moist.
It was like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw. No words could describe his excitement at this time.
"You have sacrificed enough for this country. Although I, Liao Mingyu, cannot guarantee you anything else, I will never allow soldiers to bleed and shed tears here!"
The soldiers in the guard camp looked at him with bright eyes. A soldier would die for his confidant. If there is such a commander who can consider everything for his subordinates, it doesn't matter if he is shattered to pieces.
Even the people present were shocked by the heroic momentum and couldn't help but applaud. Which official in this era is not selfish and aloof, how many of them would consider the sufferings of the lower-class soldiers, but Liao Mingyu gave them a great contrast, but many people believe that this officer with amazing words must be more than just talking. .
"Sir, he is a role model for our generation..."
The garrison company commander hurriedly struck while the iron was hot. In this business, one has to be very discerning, and he was also very good at flattering, but what he never expected was that this time he actually slapped the horse on the leg.
"Why do you want to prey on the common people here?" Liao Mingyu asked coldly with no expression on his face. Since you took the initiative to join in, don't blame me for being rude.
"Ah? I...Sir, I don't have it..." The company commander who was stabbed in his weakness panicked and broke out in cold sweat.
"No? Do you think I'm blind? Do you want me to ask these people one by one?" Liao Mingyu interrupted his sophistry, and his sharp eyes slashed at the former's face like a blade.
When he arrived here, he discovered some clues. The people lined up in a long line with bitter expressions on their faces, and some were driven away from the line and were not allowed to pass. Coupled with the greed in the eyes of these people, and It’s not hard to see the fishiness in this.
"Sir, these soldiers took money to let us pass. A pass costs two oceans. Isn't this a money grab?"
"Oh, just like bandits!"
"Master Qingtian is aware..."
Seeing that someone was in charge, a few courageous people began to complain, all pointing their fingers at the defending company commander.
"It's unfair, sir! Don't listen to the nonsense of these unscrupulous people. I really didn't... Ouch!"
The company commander was crying and wanted to drag Liao Mingyu into quibbles, but he was punched down by Dong Dao, who was jealous of him. His hands were dirty even if he was beaten with such rubbish.
"According to war zone regulations, anyone who uses his position to rob or oppress the people...will be shot on the spot!"
As soon as these words came out, the company commander was so frightened that his face turned pale, he knelt on the ground with a plop, and cried: "Spare your life, sir!"
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