In front of the Sihang Warehouse, Duanwu sits on a millstone about 60 centimeters high.
Xie Jinyuan and Zhao Beishan each brought a guard to guard them.
Because at this time, Duanwu was being re-sutured by military doctors.
Danwu's wounds had all collapsed in the previous battle with Konoe Isao. And especially the wound under the left rib.
The ten-year-old military doctor's hands were trembling a little at this time. Because the wound was bleeding heavily, it had to be sutured quickly. But the main thing is that they are out of anesthetics.
So every time a needle was inserted, the old military doctor would feel that Duanwu's muscles would twitch involuntarily. Even the old military doctor thought it would be painful.
But Duanwu remained silent, and instead issued an order to Xie Jinyuan: "You don't need to accompany me here, send scouts two kilometers away to detect whether there are Japanese military activities.
I don't think the Japanese would give up Sihang Warehouse so easily.
Let the soldiers collect the little devil's shells, explosives, grenades, machine guns and other heavy weapons. If the Japanese invade again, I think it will be like hell.
Our next battle will become increasingly difficult!
But I can assure you that the next battle will make you feel more and more proud! "
"yes!"
Xie Jinyuan took the order and turned around to arrange it. At this time, Duanwu also ordered to Zhao Beishan: "Brother Beishan, go and take the people and find the bodies of the soldiers. We cannot let the soldiers die in the wilderness."
Zhao Beishan said: "Brothers have already done it."
Duanwu said again: "The corpses of the Japanese must also be disposed of."
"Who cares about them? Brothers are very tired, so let the little devils die in the wilderness. Brother Duanwu, you are too kind."
Zhao Beishan said disdainfully, because after a big battle, the soldiers were also very tired, who would be willing to deal with the corpse of the Japanese?
"But if the corpse is not disposed of, it will rot. Apart from the rotten smell that we will smell, the most terrifying thing is the plague. There are more than two million people on the south coast. As soldiers, we cannot ignore their life and death."
Duan Wu said in a voice that only he and Zhao Beishan could hear.
Because first, there are not a few soldiers who think like Zhao Beishan.
Secondly, he wanted to save some face for Zhao Beishan during the Dragon Boat Festival, so Zhao Beishan was forced to stay by his trick. So now, he still cannot be treated as an ordinary subordinate.
The Dragon Boat Festival must unite this well-trained force and not allow this force to become centrifugal.
Of course, Zhao Beishan also knows how to be grateful. Dragon Boat Festival was trying to save face for him, and he knew it very well.
What's more, Dragon Boat Festival is right. Once these corpses rot, not only will they stink, but they will also cause a plague.
And by that time, no one knows how many people will die.
However, there are really not enough manpower. So many weapons and equipment have not been collected yet, and all the bodies of our own people have not been recovered. Where can we find the manpower to deal with the corpses of the Japanese?
"Report, the citizens of South Bank are here to work. Ask us if there is anything we can do to help."
When Zhao Beishan was in trouble, he didn't want any soldiers to come and report.
Zhao Beishan said happily: "Go and see if there is any medicine? Then bring back some food for the group. If you want nutritious food, go quickly!"
"yes!"
The soldier responded and ran away. Not long after, a black head appeared outside the main entrance of Sihang Warehouse.
At this moment, I saw Duanwu sitting on the stone suturing the wound. The smiles on the faces of all the people present disappeared instantly.
They originally thought that the Dragon Boat Festival was a god and a general descending from heaven. But I didn't expect that the general would also be injured.
And looking at the large and small scars all over his body, it seems that they were not caused in one day at all. In other words, Dragon Boat Festival has been fighting with injuries for so many days.
He still looked so young, but hard to the bone.
I learned from the soldiers that the young officer in front of him was suturing his wounds without any anesthesia at all.
The wound was more than ten centimeters long, and I don't know how he survived it.
"Sir, I am also a doctor. I have anesthetics here."
A young female doctor held back her tears and took out the anesthetic.
Duanwu smiled slightly and stopped: "I'm fine. Please go and see my soldiers. They need treatment."
Dragon Boat Festival pointed towards the Sihang Warehouse, and everyone's eye sockets became moist again. More than fifty wounded soldiers were enduring the pain of their injuries, leaning there and lying on the ground without saying a word.
They were all looking at this, looking at the Dragon Boat Festival who was sitting on the stone and suturing the wound without anesthesia.
Because it was the Dragon Boat Festival sitting here that they didn't make a single sound.
Some people even bit their lips in pain, but they still endured it.
They are all imitating the Dragon Boat Festival. And if Dragon Boat Festival yells loudly at this time, I'm afraid the entire Sihang Warehouse will wail everywhere.
But Duanwu didn't. Duanwu sat where they could see, receiving the doctor's treatment.
Although at this time, Duanwu didn't say anything, nor did he stop them from calling out. But the moans caused by the pain became smaller and smaller, until now, they completely disappeared.
And precisely because of this, their existence was ignored by the people who came to work for the army.
The people covered their mouths with their hands and sobbed.
The tears could not be stopped and flowed down like two winding rivers.
They originally thought they had defeated the 68th Regiment of the Japs, but the young officer just roared twice, and the soldiers eliminated the Japs under the Sixing Warehouse. It was that simple.
But how did they know that all this would come at the cost of pain and life.
"Save people, I think they can still be rescued."
In silence and grief, Dragon Boat Festival suddenly started to joke.
Because they are winners, at this time, they should be happy and laugh loudly.
Tears are reserved for the enemies, but they are the victors.
The winner does not need tears, the winner only needs to keep winning until all the devils are killed.
At the same time, everyone suddenly woke up.
Yes, they came to the North Shore not to cry, but to comfort those heroes.
"Anyone who knows medical skills will follow me, and we will treat the wounded."
"Come, bring food, follow me, and we will comfort our heroes."
"Come with me if you have the strength to help the brothers of the Independent Regiment, clean the battlefield and let the brothers rest and rest."
"Come here and bring a few..."
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Thousands of civilians working as soldiers immediately started to move. The entire North Shore once again regained its long-lost hustle and bustle.
Indeed, due to the invasion of the Japs, the people on the north bank were dying and fleeing. It had not been so lively for a long time.
But, who knows how long this kind of noise can last?
Because the enemy's third division, the Beiye Tank Squadron, was coming in the billowing smoke.
Following the order of the commander of the Shanghai Expeditionary Force, Matsui Iwane, they rushed to the Sihang Warehouse to provide support! ...
