"The medicine is here, the medicine is here!" ** limped and shouted, and when he walked in front of the Chief of Staff Lu Haifeng, he knelt down, shaking his hands, took the morphine out, and took out the syringe to prepare. Inject the chief of staff.
His hands were trembling constantly. Now Wang Haifeng was hurt, but he was clenching his teeth. After Yu Zhiqian saw it, he lightly touched his body, took the morphine, inhaled the syringe, and penetrated into Lu Haifeng's body.
"Thank you sir!"
**After watching the morphine injected into his chief of staff, he sighed in relief and slumped on the ground. Yu Zhigan glanced at his wounds a little bit: "You are not injured lightly. I will give you one. Wait. You will go to the back hospital to stitch up.
"No, sir, I'm fine, I don't need to go to the hospital, you can show us the chief of staff first!"
Yu Zhiqian has checked the Chief of Staff Lu Haifeng in the mouth. There were three penetrating injuries on his body. One was hit by a bullet, and the other two were bayonet. Neither of them was fatal. Now the most important thing is to stop bleeding.
After taking out his hemostatic bandage, he quickly bandaged him. After the bleeding stopped, he wiped his forehead. If the wound was not infected, the fortuneteller was saved.
"Well, I have bandaged your chief of staff, show me your wound!"
This time, I didn’t refuse. After Yu Zhiqian tore his clothes apart, he found that this guy had been shot in the shoulder blade and there was a bayonet wound on the rib. He just wrapped it up with a rag, until now he was stunned. Did not shout.
"You have lost a lot of blood, and you will go to the hospital later, don't be brave!" After saying that, Yu Zhiqian injected a morphine into the body, and then slowly took off the bandaged rags and re-wrapped it with gauze. , The gauze that Yu Zhiqian brought was almost used up.
"It's okay, I'll go to the hospital and have a good rest later!"
"Thank you sir!" The ** was very weak and grinned at Yu Zhigan. After Yu Zhigan saw it, he took out a cigarette and handed it to **, but found that it had been soaked in blood.
But now I can't find anything else. After I ignite it, I put it into the mouth of the gangster: "Why, I didn't even want my own life just now, want to save your chief of staff?"
"Sir, our chief of staff is a good chief of staff. He saved my life. There is nothing wrong with my death, but he can't die. There are thousands of brothers in our regiment who are counting on him to fight!"
"You're not bad, maybe there are dozens of people waiting for you to command under your hand!"
When I heard Yu Zhiqian saying this, tears suddenly flowed out, and he whispered to himself: "Sir, brothers are dead!"
"It's all dead!"
When talking about this, the ** couldn't control his tears, and they flowed down violently. The man didn't flick the tears, but he didn't reach the point of sadness.
After driving away the devil, the third battalion of the 172 regiment has been completely destroyed. In addition to the **, only three people survived, and more than one hundred brothers who got along day and night, all died in two days. This sadness, Not anyone can understand.
"Don't cry, brothers are going to enjoy the blessing, you cry so, brothers will laugh at you!"
While talking, Yu Zhigan lightly patted the **. Those people Yu Zhigan still had some impressions. The ensign named Li Feng who had just taken pictures in the church yesterday also died. The people who were photographed by Yu Zhigan on the camera yesterday are only three left today. personal.
"The chief of staff is awake!"
An exclamation of exclamation interrupted Yu Zhiqian’s memories. Turning his head, he saw Lu Haifeng, the chief of staff of the 172 regiment, open his eyes, looking at the soldiers around him in confusion, and then Lu Haifeng tried to get up hard: "Don’t froze Now, what are you doing around me, ready to fight!"
"Chief of Staff, the little devil has retreated!"
"Retreated?"
"Just retreat, how are you brothers?"
"Chief of Staff, our battalion, all the brothers who are still alive are here!"
Yu Zhiqian always thought that this place was only a small part of the defenders, but he didn't expect that the wounded soldiers around him totaling less than 30 people were all the defenders on the city wall. There were still hundreds of people here before half an hour.
"Are you all here? Good, good!" After the chief of staff had finished speaking, he was ready to stand up, but his injuries were so serious that he couldn't stand up at all, so he could only look around: " Brothers, all have a good rest. The devil will definitely come later. At that time, we will fight with the devil. Killing one is enough. Killing two is enough. Let the devil know that we Chinese are not easy to bully! "
"it is good!"
"Chief of Staff, you go first, just leave it to us here!"
"Chief of Staff, you still have to command the troops, leave the wall to us!"
A group of wounded soldiers kept yelling. Yu Zhiqian looked at Lu Haifeng and found that this guy was really popular, and he was very popular among the troops.
"No, your battalion is the last battalion of our regiment. You are gone. My chief of staff is also a polished commander. Okay, the wounded are properly bandaged. The uninjured ones clean the battlefield and collect ammunition. The devil is very quick. I will attack again!"
When Yu Zhiqian listened to Lu Haifeng's words, he couldn't help sighing. Who said that among the Kuomintang troops, they were all surrenders, and they would not fight when they saw devils? These things came out only for certain reasons. In recent years, the country has begun to publish a lot of history.
On the battlefield of the War of Resistance Against Japan, if the Kuomintang army was really defeated at one blow, as some people said, and did not resist at all, then the War of Resistance would not last for eight years. On the front battlefield, these people who were criticized by later generations used their own. The flesh and blood blocked the Japanese and finally won.
Although they have fought defeats and even been beaten with a loss ratio of one to several hundred, they are all heroes. These people should not be forgotten, especially these low-level soldiers and officers. After many of them died, even No name was left.
"Where are the 172 groups?"
"Here!"
At this time, a communications soldier from the division ran up to the tower. After finding someone, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and saluted Lu Haifeng: "Counselor Lu, commander command!"
"Say!"
"Order the 172 regiment, immediately withdraw into the city, use the city's superior terrain to resist steadily!"
"Go back and tell the teacher, that the 172 regiment has received it, help me up!"
The two soldiers helped Staff Lu up, and Staff Lu looked around and slowly said, "Brothers, withdraw, go back to the city and beat the devil!"
"Chief of Staff, this tower is not guarded!"
"If you don't guard it, you shouldn't guard it a long time ago. Just get bombed by the Japanese here! Go, brothers, come with me!" (End of this chapter)