The military regulations of the New Army are strict. One of them prohibits teasing and harassing female medical staff in the army. Violators will be severely punished.
If someone reports to the gendarmerie, the offender will be given twenty military sticks without any explanation, and then be dismissed from all posts, including all his immediate superiors. Each of them will be given five military sticks and recorded a major demerit. Of course he couldn't run away because he was so tall.
Not to mention anything else, it is a solid wooden stick as thick as a child's arm. It will hurt for a long time if you touch it. It can be called the crazy spirit-injecting stick of a little devil. If the stick is twenty, you can just lie down on the bed. , I couldn’t get down at all for a week, it’s scary to think about it.
"Company Commander, if you ask me to tell you how many people we can send out, why do we have to come all of them?"
"Yeah, there's no movement from the fifth company next door, so we all were called here..."
"Sigh...I heard that this blood draw will make you energetic. How can you still have the strength to fight in the future..."
"That's right..."
The soldiers in the team behind began to complain one after another, saying something here and there, most of them expressing dissatisfaction with blood donation. In the end, they still had no common sense and were afraid.
The medical staff chose to ignore the complaints of these big-head soldiers. They had been tired for a day and didn't want to talk much. Moreover, they couldn't explain it to them for a while, so they might as well remain silent because they had to insert the needles one by one anyway.
"Shut up! Why are you saying so many weird things? The person lying inside is not my brother?"
The company commander put his hands on his hips and yelled angrily:
"If you go to the battlefield and your legs are blown off and you are waiting for rescue and blood transfusion, what do you think if the other teams don't help? Are you all stupid!?"
These bastards are so irritating. In fact, they don’t know how good the current conditions are. What’s wrong with donating some blood? Before this, 50% of the wounded who were sent to field hospitals would not receive effective treatment or Death from shock due to excessive blood loss.
At that time, even if there were so many people donating blood, there wouldn’t be the drugs and medical equipment we have now, and there wouldn’t be that many medical staff to treat you.
Doctors and nurses only provide selective treatment, usually giving priority to rescuing army officers or people with a greater chance of survival. For example, those seriously injured soldiers who have no other choice but to send them here are actually just waiting to die in another place.
As a veteran of the Yuanchuan Army, the company commander knew very well that the conditions of the new army were already very good, so there was nothing to complain about.
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I remember when they first entered Myanmar to fight, it would have been nice for the injured soldiers to have a piece of clean gauze.
Watching your comrades around you die one by one due to serious injuries but being unable to do anything about it, it's such a terrible feeling. How can you not be given all kinds of medical treatment in the field hospital like now?
The company commander, who was reprimanding his subordinates, had not yet finished his anger. He put his hands on his hips and continued to educate the soldiers, without even noticing anyone walking around him.
"Don't jump in line, please line up at the back and come one by one!"
The nurse in charge of drawing blood had just disinfected the soldiers who had drawn blood. She was dissatisfied with a figure that jumped in line from the side. She raised her head and scolded slightly angrily.
Instead of being obedient, the man sat on the stool in front of the table minding his own business.
"Hey...which army you, a veteran, belong to? Didn't I tell you? Go to the back and line up...Company Commander Wang, are these your soldiers?"
Hearing the nurse's cry, Company Commander Wang turned around and almost had his jaw dropped.
"Army...Commander?"
The little nurse gasped and quickly covered her mouth in fear.
The new army's jungle camouflage uniforms have no military ranks, only an identity tag sewn on the chest, and the clothes and helmets are basically the same for both officers and soldiers.
Company Commander Wang happened to be a soldier in the Sichuan Army Guard Battalion before. He had seen Fang Jingyao, who was a combat staff officer at that time, and he would naturally recognize him now that he was a military commander. If he hadn't shouted out, others would not have known the latter's identity at all.
The soldiers around were startled, and the company commander immediately stood up straight and saluted. He was so panicked that he didn't expect that the military commander would come here to inspect in person.
"Commander, why are you here?"
"I'm sorry, I...I didn't know it was you..." The little nurse quickly stood up and apologized, with a blush on her face that burned to her ears.
"Haha, relax, it's me who should be embarrassed."
Fang Jingyao smiled and waved his hand to let the soldiers take a break, then rolled up his left sleeve, exposed his arm, and said with a smile:
"I'm pressed for time, so I'm going to do something special in this matter. Let's take my blood test first. I have type O blood, which saves you the trouble of doing another test."
"Ah..." The little nurse was a little at a loss. The military commander personally donated blood. She didn't dare to make a decision for a while whether to draw blood or not.
"Huh? What? My blood can't be drawn?"
"No, no, no, it's just you, that...I don't dare..." The little nurse was extremely nervous. Her hands were entangled together and she didn't know what to do. She was so nervous that she couldn't even speak clearly.
"Okay, stop doing this and that. They are my soldiers. Shouldn't I do something for them as much as I can? Continue your work. This is an order." Fang Jingyao pretended to be stern and could not refuse. road.
He put his arms on the table and nodded to the little nurse to tell her not to worry.
It was like this, and the little nurse didn't dare to say anything more. Even the other nurses on the side looked at it blankly.
She picked up the rubber hose belt and syringe with a slight trembling, and began to operate it carefully.
Looking back at the shocked group of soldiers, Fang Jingyao chuckled and asked slowly: "Brothers, I thought I heard you were a little emotional just now?"
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, these grandsons have nothing to say. Commander, don't take it to heart. I'll deal with them when I go back!" Captain Wang was so frightened that he hurriedly said good things, for fear that this great god would be angry. Let them suffer.
Fang Jingyao shook his head and chatted with them kindly: "I know you have thoughts, worries, or feel that it doesn't matter, but it doesn't matter, but do you understand the meaning of the word comrade-in-arms?"
A bunch of big men looked at me and I looked at you, and they couldn't figure out the reason for a long time.
Company Commander Wang wanted to say a few words, but considering the current situation, he was too embarrassed to speak out. He could only lower his head in embarrassment and dare not speak nonsense.
Fang Jingyao was not angry, but continued with a smile: "What is a comrade-in-arms? A comrade-in-arms is someone who can help you block the bullet, carry you off the battlefield when you are injured, and throw grenades for you..."
"On the battlefield, no one can guarantee that they will never be injured. The only thing you can count on, apart from the weapons in your hands, are the comrades around you.
And helping them now is equivalent to helping yourselves in the future..."
"If you were in need of a blood transfusion today, I would still be sitting here, and I also believe that other people would come forward without hesitation, because these are comrades in arms!"
The calm and touching words shocked the soldiers. They didn't expect that the seemingly unattainable top officer had no official airs at all. Instead, he was so amiable, could have such a state of mind, and could understand the thoughts of these little soldiers.
As the nurse slowly inserted the needle, the blood slowly flowed into the needle tube. Fang Jingyao always had the same expression, and his calm eyes showed determination.
Good boy, Captain Wang was secretly surprised. The soldiers behind who were waiting to donate blood became more and more impressed and respected when they saw that their commander was personally doing this without any pretense.
The army commander can sacrifice his life for righteousness, so what can he not dare to do? They are really lucky to have such an officer who can be considerate of the soldiers and not hesitate to sacrifice.
