Looking at the gash on the wounded man's leg, Xiao Hongying was dumbfounded.
For her... patching might be okay.
But how can she do such a big job as blood vessel connection?
Let alone her, even He Gensheng could only stare.
Therefore, the temporary operation had not ended before it started: "He has been injured for such a long time. If he amputates his limb now, he may still be able to save his life."
Madman Yang was stunned for a moment, then immediately knelt down to Xiao Hongying: "Send it to the Forty Army Field Hospital. Do you think there is a chance?"
"Even if he is sent to friendly forces, do you think he can last that long?" Xiao Hongying shook her head: "There is a way to save his legs now..."
"What can I do?"
Xiao Hongying was not angry: "Send it to the Japanese below, maybe there is a chance to save your leg."
Madman Yang's eyes were red: "Then send it to the Japanese below!"
Looking at this poor idiot, Xiao Hongying tightened her face and tried not to laugh: "It's a pity that the Japanese have only one result when dealing with deserters, either stabbing them alive with bayonets or burying them alive..."
"I beg you, I must save my brother... Even if I have to work as a cow or a horse, I will repay your great kindness..."
Xiao Hongying thought for a while: "Don't count on this leg. It's possible to save your life."
Crazy Yang couldn't care less at this time. He gritted his teeth and said, "Then save your life."
"you sure?"
Crazy Yang nodded immediately: "OK"
"Then amputation..."
As he was talking, the blocking soldiers behind him were panting and followed him, shouting directly to Ma Liang: "Company Commander, a large number of puppet troops are following behind us, we must get out of here quickly..."
The people sitting on the ground panicked and stood up with their guns drawn.
Gunshots were also heard from the mountain stream to the west.
The people who went to conduct reconnaissance have not returned yet.
Ma Liang believed that with a large amount of ammunition and supplies, it would be safer to take a path from the mountainside.
So, after the rest, the prisoners carrying ammunition were escorted and ran westward along the mountainside.
In front of the black hole of the gun, no prisoner dared to play tricks.
As for the amputation surgery, there is no time to do it now.
Take the stretcher and leave first.
As soon as the group of people rushed up the hillside, the puppet troops chasing after them had already appeared.
Gunshots rang out immediately on the mountainside, and the rocks around him crackled wildly.
"What are you platoon running for? Hurry and stop it!" Ma Liang shouted loudly to Xiao Hongying.
Seeing that the team had slowed down, Madman Yang, who had been following the stretcher, just wanted to operate on his brother as soon as possible. After hearing this, he cautiously suggested to Xiao Hongying: "How about you do the operation first and stop me from doing the surgery..." .”
"Are you kidding? There are hundreds of puppet troops behind us... Go away, don't cause trouble..." Xiao Hongying rarely had the opportunity to personally direct the battle, and she was not willing to let it go.
Surgery at this time?
There must be something wrong with this guy's brain.
Fighting positional warfare is familiar to her.
Immediately make arrangements on the mountain trail. The ground is full of rocks and there is no way to dig foxholes.
A group of men immediately moved rocks to make shelter.
Xiao Hongying suddenly thought of something and yelled at the big dog next to him: "What are you doing standing still? Put the cannon on me. This time I will definitely hit these guys. They can't find the north..."
The big dog was stunned for a moment and said without hesitation: "Damn artillery squad, hurry up and set up the artillery..."
Ma Liang, who was walking behind the team with his arms hanging on his chest, staggered when he heard these calls. He turned to Xiao Hongying and shouted: "Hey, it would be a waste to hit them with cannons, right?"
"Hurry up and carry your stuff. I have the final say here. Leave an extra box of shells..."
In Madman Yang's view, Xiao Hongying can perform surgery, which is at least more reliable than him, who only knows how to bandage and perform first aid on the battlefield.
So, how could he let Xiao Hongying take the risk herself: "I'll fight!"
Xiao Hongying would stir up trouble when looking at people with mental problems, and she felt a little disgusted: "Go, go, go take care of the wounded quickly, it's none of your business..."
Crazy Yang couldn't agree, and squatted directly on the mountain road: "Give me a gun..."
Xiao Hongying was too lazy to talk to him and ordered Li Laosan, whose arm was injured next to him: "You are injured now, give him the rifle..."
Madman Yang was unequivocal. He took the gun, quickly checked whether the barrel was bent, pulled the sight, pulled the bolt to eject a bullet, reached out to catch the bullet before it hit the ground, and pushed it in again.
The movements are too fast to be seen clearly.
"Hey, let me ask, do you know how to shoot? Why did you pull out the bullets for me?" Li Laosan felt that giving him the rifle was a mistake.
"have a look..."
"Look? What are you looking at?"
"The performance of the gun..."
"Performance? Can you tell? Damn it, give me the gun back."
The puppet troops were looming in the distance, almost two hundred meters away.
Madman Yang didn't even wait for Xiao Hongying to give the order. He raised his gun and pulled the trigger on the man who was walking at the front.
The bullet came out of the barrel and whizzed in the mountain wind directly into the belly of the second puppet soldier.
Missed the first one!
You can really fool...
Before Li Laosan finished speaking, the mortar on the mountain road was fired with a bang.
The big dog next to him was so angry that he immediately screamed: "Who asked you to fire the cannon?"
Didn't someone shoot? If I don't fire at the beginning of the battle, why should I wait until the battle is over? Artillery is no ambiguity either.
Shooting in an environment like Sandao is just nonsense.
Firstly, it is not to provide fire suppression for our own attack, and secondly, it is not to attack the enemy.
Besides, there are no professional artillerymen among the 250 in the secret service platoon, so it would be strange to be able to fire accurately.
The shells roared and flew directly into the sky.
He flew over the puppet army and over the top of a small hill.
After a while, I heard a faint explosion from the back of the mountain...
...
Mountain stream.
The gunshots continued.
A Czech machine gun violently poured bullets into the bushes ahead.
As for the machine gunners, they are almost invisible
It is hidden behind the stone and does not show its head at all.
The rifles in the bushes in front fired back at the machine gun positions from time to time, but unfortunately they never fired.
The fight between the two sides was lively.
The fake platoon leader had a dark face. Not long after the battle began, five or six of his brothers died.
I never expected those "deserters" to be so accurate with their marksmanship.
If you suffer a loss, you will gain wisdom.
The fake platoon leader is not a fuel-efficient lamp either. He constantly tells his brothers to hide before attacking.
He looked around and immediately shouted to the men next to him: "Squad 1, go up the mountainside from the side, go around and throw grenades to kill those bastards..."
The two guys hid behind the rocks and alternately shot forward, suppressing their opponents in the bushes.
After hearing the order, the puppet soldiers no longer hesitated, turned around and ran back first, and then looked for a place where they could go up the mountainside.
Seven or eight figures used their hands and feet to push and pull each other up the hillside.
"Withdraw! Leave now!" The captain put down his binoculars with a dark face.
The battle that came during the prominence period made him extremely depressed.
The group behind them were obviously members of the Imperial Army, but they dared to attack the Imperial Army.
Soon, he understood why.
Because they are now wearing national army uniforms!
And if you reveal your identity now, the other party will never believe it.
Unless you lay down your weapons and surrender.
But how is it possible for the great Imperial soldiers to surrender to dog breeding?
Change first and then change.
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