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The shells roared out.
It hit the slope on the opposite mountain road.
A puff of smoke suddenly rose up, missing the mountain road.
The rocks on the slope were scattered everywhere, and many rocks rolled down the mountain.
The puppet soldiers, who had been hit by a wave of stones before, quickly leaned against the mountain wall, and there was another chaos on the mountain road.
Even at such a close distance, the artillery shells could not directly hit the mountain road crowded with puppet troops on the opposite side. Wan slapped his thigh with a thin palm and shouted angrily: "I'm so damn evil, this place is so evil." Not suitable for cannon shooting..."
Behind him were two reconnaissance platoon soldiers carrying the gun barrel and the seat respectively.
Big Dog and Crazy Yang took the opportunity to retreat.
The group of people immediately shouted to take the guy and retreat westward...
Hu Yi didn't pay much attention to the man who came back with Big Dog and was wearing a friendly military uniform.
It was taken for granted that it was Lao Liliu who arranged for the person at the ammunition depot.
The little girl was chatting with Hu Yi about the process of moving ammunition this time: "You don't know that all over the mountains and fields..."
"It's all over the mountains and plains..." Hu Yi corrected.
"Yes, the mountains and plains are full of puppet troops, and the mountains below are densely packed with Japanese cars..."
"How many are there?"
Hu Yi was very cooperative: "There must be hundreds of cars..."
"Tell me what you have done?"
"My platoon leader commanded it well. With Li Laosan as the leading soldier, I made a surprise attack and directly killed the defenders guarding the ammunition depot..."
"Where did the cannonballs come from?"
"Hehe, there are only five boxes brought back from the ammunition depot, and three rounds were fired..."
"One shot missed?"
"Who said it missed? Two rounds hit the ridge, and one hit the opposite ridge..."
"Is this also called hitting?"
"Hey, who let the puppet army get too close to us... Next time we will definitely stay far away."
...
Platoon leader Gao didn't look very good, and the other party neither kept him nor kicked him out.
However, the road to the west has been cleared, and any further delay may arouse the suspicion of this group of eight people, so they are not allowed to say goodbye to Li Xiang.
Before walking too far, he met Ma Liang, who was walking back to the three-way intersection from the other side of the mountain ridge.
Ma Liang looked at this group of friendly troops in blue uniforms and immediately frowned: "Who are you?"
Seeing many people on the other side carrying things and squeezing toward the intersection, Platoon Leader Gao quickly stepped aside and subconsciously looked at the military boots on Ma Liang's feet and said, "My surname is Gao. We were chased by the puppet army. Fortunately, we met Captain Li to help us." , are now preparing to go west to surrender to Commander Pang..."
Ma Liang had no doubt that he was there. After all, he had met friendly forces in the plains, and the two sides had cooperated to fight the Japanese. It was estimated that Li Xiang had verified their identities.
He didn't even bother to say his name and nodded directly to Platoon Leader Gao: "Then you go slowly..."
He Gensheng, who had been waiting for Lupin, was using scissors to cut the pants of the man on the stretcher on the ground. He just took off the bandage, and a stream of blood immediately poured out.
He quickly tied the bandage tightly again.
Seeing this, I felt happy in my heart and pretended to be surprised: "Hey, I said, the guy on the ground must have injured an artery..."
"Artery?" He Gensheng turned back: "You also know medical skills?"
"Know a little bit..."
He Gensheng thought for a while. This person who knows arteries is somewhat better than those people in Jiuying who only know how to use bandages for first aid: "Then can you help me..."
Platoon leader Gao deliberately asked: "Help me?"
He Gensheng nodded: "I have to saw off his legs..."
"What did you say? He just had a broken blood vessel. Why did he have to amputate his leg?"
"If we don't saw it, we can't stop the bleeding. Anyway, his leg will die sooner or later..."
"Well, I happen to have some medical equipment with me. How about you let me try it?"
"Repairing blood vessels requires a great doctor to perform this kind of surgery... Given our conditions..."
"I...was a doctor before I joined the army..."
"Really?" He Gensheng stood up immediately.
"Then we have to hurry up. His leg must have been pricked for a long time. If he doesn't do surgery, not even gods can save him..."
"Platoon leader..." The short and stocky man behind Platoon Leader Gao seemed to want to stop him, but hesitated.
Platoon leader Gao turned around and glared at this man: "The friendly soldier is injured, please quickly bring me the backpack..."
Since there was a doctor and he could perform surgery, even though the injured was a friendly soldier, Ma Liang had nothing to say.
What's more, the people he saved were one of their own.
He turned around and walked along the mountain road towards Li Xiang.
Without noticing, someone in the friendly team kept staring at where he was standing.
Although Ma Liang had changed into a pair of military boots, the prints left on the ground seemed to have never been seen before, but the size of the footprints was consistent with the line of footprints left after walking...
...
When Hu Yi returned to the three-way intersection.
Platoon leader Gao is suturing the wound. Judging from his movements... he should be very skilled.
Madman Yang immediately rushed to the stretcher, looked at Platoon Leader Gao's deft movements, and muttered: "Thank you..."
Seeing that this man was wearing the same military uniform as himself, he shook his head and forced a smile: "You're welcome..."
Crazy Yang hesitated: "No amputation?"
Platoon leader Gao raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead: "Haha, he is also lucky. The blood vessel was only scratched by shrapnel. Interventional surgery has been performed and sutures have been performed. The shrapnel has also been taken out. As long as there is no infection, it should be fine." Can't die..."
Madman Yang really said little: "His legs?"
Platoon leader Gao seemed a little tired: "This... I can't guarantee it. After all, his leg has been suffering from ischemia for a long time..."
"Thank you..." Madman Yang touched everywhere on his body, finally took off his shoes, took out a piece of ocean from under the insole, and handed it over.
Platoon leader Gao immediately refused: "What are you doing..."
Hu Yi heard the two conversations and roughly understood that this person... could actually perform surgery under such crude conditions?
He knew very well that due to the lack of doctors in the Eighth Route Army, 80% of those who were seriously injured on the battlefield died after being injured and had no conditions for surgery!
Generally, gunshot wounds are the main ones, and most of them are covered with bandages. Whether they can survive it depends entirely on the physical fitness of the wounded!
But the sudden appearance of a doctor made him feel that something was a little weird.
Officer Zheng broke into the friendly forces and replenished ammunition for the Ninth Battalion. There is nothing to say about this.
Before they could leave, one of the friendly troops surrendered to the Japanese.
I got the news about this in advance, and although I felt a little ridiculous, I could accept it.
Then Officer Zheng sent someone to notify him of transporting a batch of ammunition back to the base area, but he reluctantly said so.
Suddenly, another doctor who can perform surgery appears. For Jiuying, good things seem to be coming one after another...
He really couldn't think of anything more outrageous.
His expression didn't change at all. He turned to look at the correspondent standing behind him: "Notify Li Xiang to prepare to head west into the mountains..."
Madman Yang's mind was entirely focused on his brother. He asked He Gensheng for a towel, and then asked Li Laosan for a kettle. He dipped some water in it and wiped the body of the man on the stretcher.
Platoon leader Gao seemed to be quite conscious and directly arranged for two people to carry the stretcher.
After all, they and Crazy Yang should be on the same team, although... they don't know each other.
Fortunately, Madman Yang was a man of few words and didn't even ask Platoon Leader Gao which division, regiment and battalion he was from...
So much so that the words that Platoon Leader Gao had prepared had no chance to come out.
The spring sunshine is warm.
The mountain breeze is still refreshing and refreshing.
The team began to set off, heading west along the rugged mountain road into the deep mountains.
If you continue to the west, you will enter the Forty Army defense area. Obviously, Hu Yi has no intention of going to the friendly forces.
According to the route back from the last exchange with friendly forces, you can go directly down the mountain to the north. Although you can also cross the plains and return to the base, the risk is doubled because the friendly forces suddenly surrendered to the enemy. There is no other way but to take a detour into the mountains and then go north.
The distance is more than five times longer, and it is estimated that it will take at least seven or eight days to sleep in the open air...
Xiao Hongying, who was walking in front of the team, was in a good mood. She looked back from time to time to see the doctor who was doing the surgery and the monster named Yang.
They all seemed to have forgotten to go to the friendly defense zone on the west side of the mountain.
My heart was filled with joy.
Platoon leader Gao looked at a few old-looking marks on the mountain wall by the roadside, and nodded calmly to the short and stocky man behind him.
Behind the stocky man, there were four people carrying the stretcher, and sweat was pouring from their foreheads.
One of them is naturally Crazy Yang.
He seemed to be in a good mood as he walked forward. Seeing that the platoon leader in front was a little slower, he subconsciously looked to the side.
Suddenly, I noticed an inconspicuous line on the stone wall by the roadside. .
The originally calm face suddenly twitched: those were not lines at all, but old symbols that someone deliberately made...
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