Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

Ke Xuefu, a soldier in the second platoon, cooks the worst food, but he always believes that he is a gourmet, and when it's his turn to cook, the appetite of the soldiers will decrease.

After killing nine little devils in a row, the knees of his legs were pierced by bayonets, unable to stand, he could only crawl forward on the ground, and chopped off the little devils' legs with a saber.

He was stabbed seventeen times in the back by the little devil, and his entire spine was exposed.

Liu Dayang, a soldier in the third platoon, his face is always flushed regardless of season, and the soldiers call him Shan Li Hong.

When charging, he was besieged by dozens of little devils. After the saber in his hand broke, the little devils rushed forward, and a dozen bayonets pierced his body at the same time, and blood gushed out of his mouth and nose.

In the end, he hugged a little devil and bit off his throat.

Liu Zhigang, a soldier in the third platoon. ． ．

Each of these 33 fighters sacrificed extremely tragically.

At the last moment of their lives, they did not give up killing the enemy. They used blood to prove their integrity as soldiers.

In this battle, the 33 soldiers who died and the 160 soldiers who were alive, each of them used practical actions to write a strong stroke for the cavalry company.

Cavalry company, no cowards!

The cavalry company is worthy of the country, the people, and the army!

"War, how can there be immortals? Today is our comrade-in-arms, maybe tomorrow is us, they are gone, their mission has been completed, we are still alive, it means that our mission has not been completed, sledgehammer, get up Don't cry, the soldiers of the cavalry company will bleed and sweat without crying, and they will not fall behind if they lose their skin and flesh. The soldiers of the cavalry company are alive, and all of them are resounding men. If they die, the king of Hades will give them three points!"

Qiao Lin walked over, hugged Wang Dahammer's head in his arms, and comforted him softly.

Bleeding and sweating without tears, skin and flesh without falling behind.

Can it really be done?

I can do anything but not cry.

Every soldier was crying silently, and they didn't want to cry, but they really couldn't control it.

Those who have not experienced the heart-piercing pain of the departure of a comrade-in-arms will not understand.

If it had been before, Wang Chuan might have complained secretly when he saw this scene, thinking that the cavalry company was a bit contrived.

The 190 three-member cavalry company only sacrificed 33 people, so it is so sad. Then our guard company with more than 300 people has only [-] people left. Isn't it going to die?

But at this moment, he couldn't say such words, nor could he have such thoughts.

If it weren't for these 33 sacrificed comrades, I'm afraid I would have become a corpse on the ground.

If it weren't for the cavalry company to defend against the enemy without fear of death, how could there be any guard company, and how could there be these living people?

They didn't cry at all, each of them was a hero.

"All those who are not injured, dismount and walk, and give the horses to the wounded."

When he was about to set off, the deputy commander looked at the horse led by the guards and gave an order directly.

"Chief, there is still nearly a hundred kilometers to go. You should ride a horse."

The guards were worried that the deputy commander's health would not be able to bear it, so he kindly persuaded him to ride a horse.

"What's wrong with a hundred kilometers? The soldiers are all injured like this, do I still have the face to ride a horse? As long as it makes them suffer less, let alone walk back, I will admit it when I climb back."

The deputy commander-in-chief waved his hand and said without a doubt.

Then a strange scene appeared. Except for the Eighth Route Army, this scene cannot be seen by any army in any country.

Ordinary soldiers rode horses, but the chiefs couldn't.

It is very exhausting to travel overnight, but everyone gritted their teeth and worked hard to move forward.

After walking for almost forty kilometers, a large number of people came head-on.

These were the headquarters guards who had received a report from Wang Chuan and came to support them. They kindly brought stretchers for the wounded who were too seriously injured to ride or walk.

"Deputy Commander, get on your horse, now the wounded have no shortage of horses."

Seeing that the deputy commander-in-chief was still on foot, the head of the guard begged him to get on his horse again.

"No, I can't do anything for the wounded, I can only express my respect for them with practical actions."

The deputy commander waved his hand and continued to move forward.

At noon the next day, the team finally arrived at the Eighth Route Army headquarters in Wutai.

The deputy commander did not return directly to the headquarters, but accompanied the wounded to the headquarters hospital.

Of the more than 80 soldiers in the guard company, including Wang Chuan, seven of them needed hospital treatment, and the rest of the soldiers could just bandage and treat their wounds. Those who came back alive were basically with minor injuries.

Surprisingly, all members of the cavalry company were hospitalized, 160 people plus Qiao Lin, there were 120 people who needed surgery alone.

On this day, all the surgeons and nurses in the Hospital of the Eighth Route Army Headquarters were so busy that they didn't even have time to drink water. There were not enough operating rooms, so they performed operations directly in the wards.

The anesthesia was not enough, the soldiers bit a towel in their mouths and asked the doctor to operate.

Fortunately, under the training of Qiao Lin, everyone in the cavalry company knew some common sense of first aid. After the injury, they also treated the wound simply, and there was no infection.

By the time the operation was finished, it was already dark, and more than a dozen wards were packed to the brim, all wounded from the cavalry company.

No amputations, no infections, no complications.

After listening to the report from the attending doctor, the deputy commander finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Chapter 710 IX Anxious Brigadier Chen

The deputy commander-in-chief has been in charge of the military for many years, and he can be said to know everything about the battlefield.

He knew very well that it was not terrible for a soldier to be injured in the battle. What was terrible was that after the injury, due to limited medical conditions, he could not receive timely treatment.

In this era, death on the battlefield is not the biggest cause of death for soldiers, but a series of complications caused by post-war wound infection and excessive blood loss.

To take the simplest example, during a battle, a soldier was hit in the thigh by a shrapnel from a shell.

According to conventional treatment methods, it is nothing more than removing the shrapnel through surgery, and then suturing the wound and waiting for it to heal.

An injury of this degree can almost be called a minor injury in modern society, and it will not have any impact on the wounded after the injury is recovered.

But during the Anti-Japanese War, even though it was just a small shrapnel, it was very likely to kill the wounded.

Two points of trauma are the most fatal, one is excessive blood loss, and the other is wound infection.

Excessive blood loss can lead to a drop in blood pressure, shortness of breath, confusion and other conditions, and in severe cases, shock can occur, leading to death.

In the case of excessive blood loss, the first thing to do is to stop the bleeding in time.

However, due to backward conditions and lack of advanced hemostatic tools, the troops used more traditional methods of hemostasis, such as pressing the blood vessels near the wound with fingers, blocking the bleeding opening with cotton cloth, and tying the blood vessels with rope.

These measures have an effect on a small amount of blood loss, but have little effect on arterial bleeding or large wounds.

Secondly, excessive blood loss requires blood transfusion to maintain stable blood pressure. However, on the battlefield, there is no condition to carry spare blood. Coupled with the difference in blood type, many wounded cannot receive timely blood transfusion for treatment.

Therefore, on the battlefield, many soldiers only suffered a seemingly non-fatal trauma, but they often died due to excessive blood loss.

There is also wound infection, which is more fatal than excessive blood loss.

The environment on the battlefield is harsh. After soldiers are injured, they do not have the conditions to disinfect in time, which can easily cause wound infection.

Due to limited conditions, there are not so many bandages and gauze when bandaging the wound. Most of the wounded just tear off a piece of cloth from their clothes for simple bandaging. The germs attached to the clothes are also easy to cause infection.

Once a wound is infected, antibiotics and antitoxins are extremely scarce medical supplies in this era, whether in the army or in hospitals.

Therefore, in many cases, we can only watch the wound infection of the wounded deteriorate, but there is nothing we can do.

Tetanus, bacteria toxin, will eventually lead to a series of complications such as high fever and nerve damage in the wounded, and even death.

In fact, for the vast majority of Eighth Route Army exhibitors, if they choose to join the army, they are already ready to sacrifice.

Whether they died on the battlefield or died of serious injuries, the final result is the same, they can all accept death calmly.

Otherwise, there would not be so many soldiers willing to rush forward under the enemy's bullets instead of taking half a step back.

If he died, he would sacrifice his life for the country. If he did not die, he would wait until he recovered from his injuries before going to the battlefield.

The most cruel thing is that if you can't die, you can't go to the battlefield to kill the enemy.

Due to combat needs, soldiers are not immediately transferred from the battlefield as soon as they are injured, and most of the time they still have to continue to fight.

What about the wound at this time?

Small wounds can be ignored for now, but what about big wounds?You need to stop the bleeding.

Whether it is pressing with fingers or blocking the bleeding with cotton cloth, it is cumbersome. Therefore, the most common method of stopping bleeding on the battlefield is to tie it with rope or cloth tape.

After the blood vessels are squeezed, the amount of bleeding will be slowed down, but over time, the nerves and muscles that are bound are prone to necrosis.

Once this happens, even in modern society, there is no effective treatment.

The only way is amputation.

Never underestimate war, the cruelty on the battlefield is far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

The records in the books are just rigid words. Readers can understand how cruel it is, but they can't experience it personally.

In film and television works, those wounded soldiers on crutches and carried by stretchers, looking at the blood stains on the wound bandages, don't they feel pain, isn't it cruel?

Jolin used to think that this was the real scene of the battlefield.

But after he experienced it himself, he realized that the interpretations in those film and television works were already very conservative.

Have you ever seen two arms and two legs were sawed off?

Have you ever seen ten fingers with only one left?

Have you ever seen a wounded man who has no nose, no eyes, no ears, and looks like a skeleton?

These are very common in the treatment after the battle.

They were lucky because they survived.

Still more wounded bled during operations and died of infections after operations.

War is really cruel.

It is precisely because of knowing this that the deputy commander is particularly worried about the situation of the wounded.

He didn't want the soldiers to survive such a difficult battle, but still die or become disabled due to medical reasons.

Fortunately, it's all right.

At the same time, the headquarters of the [-]th Brigade was a little restless.