Duanwu gently cut the opponent's wound up and down, and the soldier reacted slightly. Duanwu glanced at the soldier, as if he was dreaming.
Duanwu asked Lao Abacus to gently hold down the soldier's body with his hands to prevent him from moving when he used the knife. In this way, he would not know where the knife would cut, which was very dangerous.
At this time, seeing that the soldier was motionless, Duanwu continued to cut the wound.
Dragon Boat Festival's movements look unskilled, even a little clumsy. After all, he is not a professional.
But his memory was very good, and he kept recalling the actions of the highly skilled surgeon in his mind.
He's following suit, even in small ways.
After a long time, the wound was finally opened, and the first thing that caught the eye was the black blood clot.
Duanwu used hemostatic forceps to separate the cut flesh. Old Abacus didn't dare to look at it. The old gangster doctor also stood aside with fear.
He didn't know what he should do, so he could only watch from the sidelines.
Duanwu continued his movements, taking the alcohol cotton and wiping the blood in his abdominal cavity.
When the wound was exposed, Duanwu let out a long breath.
The little devil's bayonet did not damage the soldier's main organs, but only pierced his intestines, and the amount of bleeding was not as large as expected.
Dragon Boat Festival took out the intestines, and there were symptoms of bleeding after the abdominal cavity test.
But the wound was not very big and did not require suturing.
Clean it with alcohol cotton during the Dragon Boat Festival, and then ask someone to find scissors for disinfection.
In order to ensure that the scissors were sterile, Duan Wu directly soaked the scissors in white wine.
The old abacus had never seen this before and asked: "Tuanzuo, don't you want to sew? What are you doing with the scissors?"
While cleaning the soldier's intestines, Duanwu said: "His intestines were pierced by the little devil's bayonet. I don't know how long the little devil's bayonet was used. In addition to the large amount of bacteria remaining on it, it can be seen by the naked eye. The rust is missing. So this part of the intestine must be cut off, and the injured part cannot be taken away."
At this point, Duanwu had already taken out the scissors and was ready to take action.
Old Abacus quickly turned his face away. It's enough to take out a person's intestines and wash them, but now they have to cut them with scissors. He can't stand this.
In fact, the same was true for the Dragon Boat Festival, but he couldn't stop. Because a life is in his hands at this time, and he wants to save the soldiers, because there are simply too many people who have sacrificed around him, too many.
But there is no way, because this is war. War is cruel, both you and your enemy are constantly taking human lives to fill it.
As a commander, Duanwu can only do his best to prevent the soldiers from dying in vain.
But war is so cruel. Even though Dragon Boat Festival is full of clever tricks, his former comrades still keep leaving him.
Now, there are only six brothers left who were brought out from Baijia Town by Dragon Boat Festival.
Thinking about it now, it seems like it was yesterday. Yesterday they were singing together, but today, most of them died on the anti-Japanese battlefield.
Of course, they had no complaints, because each of them vowed to fight the Japanese until the last moment of their lives from the moment they stepped onto the battlefield.
They are all ready to sacrifice for this country and nation. Because the devils are not human beings at all, they are beasts, and they are here to destroy the entire Chinese race. Therefore, as soldiers of the Chinese nation, each of them has made such a consciousness that even if they die together with the enemy, they must kill the little devils. Light, until all are killed.
So even a seriously injured soldier is the same. He is aware of his injuries. In addition to the pain, he is more worried about whether he will drag down the group.
Because just imagine, a wounded man not only needs someone to take care of him, but he also slows down the entire combat unit.
This is very dangerous on the battlefield, because even if you miss by a hair, you may be surrounded by enemies.
So when the soldier woke up and saw Duanwu holding the knife, he really hoped that Tuanzuo would give him another blow.
But it was obvious that Duanwu would not let him die. He wanted to save the soldier. Although the operation was only a short twenty minutes at this time, Duanwu was already sweating profusely.
The old abacus quickly wiped the Dragon Boat Festival sweat with his dark white towel.
There was a pungent smell of sweat, but Dragon Boat Festival was used to it. Under these conditions, it is already a luxury for someone to carry a towel with them.
The intestines had been cut into two sections at this time, and the section pierced by the Japanese bayonet was cut off, and then sewn back together with sewing needles and thread.
Looking at the sewing thread, Duan Wu was a little helpless, because logically speaking, special medical sutures should be used, but now that there is no such condition, this is the only way.
Recalling the suturing technique, Dragon Boat Festival reconnected the soldier's intestines bit by bit.
This was not easy because the intestines were not as easy to sew as imagined. Moreover, the ones used in the Dragon Boat Festival are not professional suture needles.
After at least another twenty minutes, the intestines were finally reattached. Dragon Boat Festival also breathed a sigh of relief.
He disinfected the broken part of the intestine with alcohol again, then smoothed it and put it back again.
After cleaning up the rotten flesh from the Japanese bayonet wound and then stitching it together again, it seemed that the operation was a complete success, at least for now. As for whether the soldiers can survive it, we have to wait two days to see if there will be any complications.
But at this time, it can only be like this.
"Old Abacus, bandage the wound, I'll take a rest."
Duanwu said something, washed his hands and went outside to breathe and smoke. This short one-hour operation made him more tired than fighting a battle.
Ma Zhenshan and others were gathered around, but no one dared to speak because Dragon Boat Festival looked really tired.
Duanwu glanced at everyone and said, "Let's all eat. After eating, take a rest."
Duanwu knew that if he didn't speak, these people would not go to eat. He had an hour-long operation, and these people were standing here.
And if these heads of family don’t eat, who dares to eat?
"Hey, we're not hungry, Tuanzuo, we're waiting for you to eat together."
Ma Zhenshan chuckled, but subconsciously touched his belly.
Obviously Ma Zhenshan was lying. After more than 20 kilometers of running and fighting, he would be a ghost if he wasn't hungry.
Others also agreed, and Duanwu could only stand up and said: "Let's go and eat together."
"Team members, please come this way!"
Ma Zhenshan invites Dragon Boat Festival to Houzhai, which is actually Ma Zhenshan’s residence. Logically, the banquet should be held in the Juyi Hall, but the Dragon Boat Festival was used as an operating room.
The soldier had undergone surgery and was still not easy to move, so Ma Zhenshan prepared a banquet in the back village early, while the bandits were very casual. Even in the yard, they ate happily.
Two words: happy, we won the battle today, not only killed a lot of Japanese, but also captured a lot of good things.
What the bandits lacked most was weapons and ammunition, but now, the entire small warehouse was almost full, and there were five tanks placed in the yard, which was awe-inspiring! ...
