Chapter 66
The devil lieutenant stood on the mountain top, somewhat dazed. In front of the mountain top was a piece of devil's corpse, and the lieutenant with only half his head left suddenly appeared in the list. These people were all killed by intense firepower, each person was hit by at least five bullets, their bodies became beehives, it can be imagined how fierce the Eighth Route Army's firepower was. Every person had no weapons, no ammunition, and even some people lost their upper clothes, only leaving their underwear, their upper clothes were also taken away by the Eighth Route Army. It seems very likely that the Eighth Route Army just used these devils' weapons to fire at themselves earlier.
At this moment, a fake soldier ran over to report to the devil lieutenant.
"Report to Officer Tai, bloodstains were found over there."
"Where is it? The road ahead leads."
The fake army led the devil lieutenant to the place where the bloodstain was found.
On the small platform, it was crowded with devils. The place where Li Tie was injured became a crime scene. Looking at the fresh blood in the snow, after searching carefully around, many more bloodstains were found, which can be confirmed not to be from one person's blood. The devil lieutenant was overjoyed. Also, several bullet boxes wrapped in Imperial Army uniforms were found, all of which were bullets. It seems that the Eighth Route Army really couldn't take them away. Otherwise, with the character of the Eighth Route Army, how could they have left these bullets behind?
"No matter how cunning you are, you can't escape from my palm."
"Great General, you are wise. This Eighth Route Army has already suffered heavy casualties and is probably almost annihilated." The puppet army's flattery immediately followed.
"It seems that the Eighth Route Army has been wounded and may be nearby. Let's search carefully and not let them escape." The Japanese lieutenant gave the order.
Then I found a place to sit down by myself, ***, these eight roads are really capable of running, but they're exhausting me.
The lieutenant sat on a rock, resting and watching the surrounding devils and puppet troops searching everywhere to see if they could find even half of the Eighth Route Army.
Half a day later, the ghostly pseudo-army returned from their search all around.
"Report to Ta Jun, no trace of the Eighth Route Army was found."
The Eighth Route Army seemed to have vanished into thin air, and there was no trace of them anywhere.
Originally, with so many wounded people, no matter how they were handled, some traces should have been found, and there should be some blood on the road, but nothing was discovered in this regard.
The young lieutenant is very depressed.
Order the devils and puppet troops to expand their search scope, they must find the Eighth Route Army, and capture all of these Eighth Route Army members.
After a long time, finally came the news that no trace of the Eighth Route Army had been found.
The devil lieutenant can only continue to be depressed, the middle school team leader is unconscious, one lieutenant sacrificed for the empire, and more than 100 soldiers of the Imperial Japanese Army were killed. As for the Royal Collaboration Army, the death toll of three or five hundred was not within their consideration at all. And now the Eighth Route Army has lost its trace again, so it's better to go back first and think about how to find the scene again.
The soldiers carried Li Tie away, while two other soldiers stayed behind to eliminate any traces.
They ran for over thirty miles without stopping, until they were completely exhausted. By then, the enemy's cries and even the sound of their guns could no longer be heard from behind.
The warriors of Lian stopped to rest, from yesterday until now they haven't had a proper meal, each person only ate a few mouthfuls of dry rations, and that was while running in the march. It can be imagined what effect it would have after eating. Now that they've stopped, almost everyone is about to faint.
Panting heavily, thinking of filling his stomach.
Li Tie is still unconscious.
A warrior pulled out a dry ration and was about to put it in his mouth, his eyes inadvertently sweeping over Li Tie's back.
"No good, Lian Chang is still bleeding." he exclaimed.
This shout immediately called over several people beside him.
The military uniform on his back was soaked in blood, and the team members roughly bandaged it. As a result, they rushed forward, probably because the wound was still wrapped tightly, and the blood had seeped through the bandage again.
"We must hurry up and send Lianzhang to the health team, otherwise there will be danger." His opinion was unanimously adopted by everyone.
That warrior directly threw away his dry rations, took the lead in lifting the stretcher, roughly identified the direction, and ran towards the base.
After several hours of rapid march, finally arrived at the base in time for nightfall, and from afar could already see the small courtyard of the health team.
The sentry in front of the battalion headquarters saw a team running from afar, and since it was too far to see clearly, he feared that the enemy had come to attack, so he directly issued a combat alert.
Upon hearing the warning signal from the sentry, all personnel in the barracks went out of the barracks and entered the fortifications.
For the past two days, Er Gouzi's eyelids have been jumping wildly for some reason.
Although the grain has been sent back and is enough for their own troops to eat until this time next year, Xiao Li Zi, who went out to grab grain, has no news at all. Moreover, since the postal worker followed the grain-bearing militia and returned early, they also cannot be contacted.
Through the telescope, Er Gouzi saw Lian's familiar military uniform and the fatigue all over his soldiers' bodies. Although they were still running, their speed was not much faster than walking. Even so, they were still running, stumbling and staggering! Someone fell in the middle, and someone immediately went to pull him up and continued to run. A stretcher ran at the front of the team, two soldiers carried the stretcher, and two soldiers supported it on both sides to prevent it from tipping over.
Let the two dogs look at this team of soldiers from head to toe, and then from tail to head again. No matter how hard they looked, they couldn't find that familiar figure in the team. Could it be that he was the one being carried on the stretcher? The second dog didn't dare think about it anymore. He stepped forward to meet them.
The squad leader went forward to greet them, and the others in the squad also hurried to follow.
Then people near the big team also followed, and then the health team appeared.
Closer, even closer, finally close enough, the warriors' faces blackened by gunpowder smoke can be clearly seen, their faces washed with sweat and carved with small gullies, their exhausted faces.
At last he saw that it was indeed his beloved Little Li on the stretcher, whose blood had soaked through his military uniform, making him a bloody person from head to toe.
Seeing Little Li injured, Second Dog rushed forward, didn't say anything, didn't ask anything, directly took over a stretcher from a soldier, the people behind him also took over the other end of the stretcher, two men lifted the stretcher and ran towards the medical team.
The warriors who handed over the stretcher had their legs softened and were about to fall to the ground. The warriors next to them quickly rushed up to support them before they fell, carrying them slowly towards the medical team. All the soldiers in the company were supported by other soldiers to stand upright, and some could only lean on others' bodies. Even so, not a single person dropped their weapons, nor did they drop any of the ammunition they held in their hands until it was taken over by other warriors.
Several wounded soldiers who were not too seriously injured insisted on marching all the way, but now they really couldn't hold on and fainted one after another in the arms of their comrades.
Two dogs carried Li Tie to the entrance of the health team, and Li Tie finally woke up. Although his head was still very dizzy, he could feel something on his body, which was a word: pain. His whole body hurt everywhere, but his hands didn't hurt, they were numb instead.
The numbness is more unbearable than the pain. Especially when you feel like you're still holding onto something.
He finally remembered that when he was blown up by a hand grenade and crawled into the snow nest, it seemed that he had bumped into something soft, and his hands were in front of him, so he involuntarily hugged it. That thing seemed to have moved a few times, but then he didn't know anything else. Now it seems that he still hasn't let go of what he's been holding onto until now.
Struggling to open eyes, but nothing can be seen in front of them. Wanting to speak, wanting to shout loudly, but only a faint hum comes out.
Hearing Li Tie's humming, Er Gouzi suddenly realized that Li Tie seemed to have woken up.
Hand over the stretcher to the doctor who came out, Er Gouzi seemed to find that Li Tie was gesturing something to himself, yes, give him the thing in his arms, it turned out that this little guy still had something in his arms.
The two dogs gently helped Li Tie turn over and took out the thing in his arms - a fat wild rabbit. Er Gou's tears immediately flowed out, this child, what time is it now, still getting this thing for himself, it seems that he didn't spoil this kid for nothing.
The actual situation is that Li Tie didn't even see clearly who was around him, he just wanted to throw away the things in his arms, feeling uncomfortable and painful, hurry up and throw them away, so he could feel comfortable.
Finally felt comfortable, but the wound on his back was in severe pain, and then he didn't know anything anymore.
"Runner, go get a few old hens and have the logistics team stew them to supplement the company's food." Er Gouzi took out two silver dollars from his pocket and threw them at the little runner.
Li Tie's injury was not as severe as it looked, the entrenching tool on his backpack saved his life. A bullet hit the entrenching tool, deforming it. If not for the entrenching tool, the bullets would have hit Li Tie's left chest - the heart area.
Li Tie on the operating table was stripped naked, and after a thorough examination from head to toe, it was found that there were four relatively large wounds and more than ten small ones. The small wounds could be ignored and didn't require treatment, just a swab with iodine would do. As for the four larger wounds, one had penetrated to the bone but hadn't broken it, so after removing the shrapnel and suturing, it would be fine. The wound on his buttocks looked particularly frightening, with the flesh turned inside out, clearly in a thin slice shape. A piece of shrapnel was lodged in the flesh, without even touching the bone, but just because the shrapnel was relatively large, it looked more terrifying than it actually was. The other two wounds weren't serious either.
Overall, Li Tie's wound condition is not as good as some warriors, but due to the large number of dense wounds and excessive blood loss, his body looks very weak. However, after a short rest, it is estimated that he will be back to normal in less than a week and there will be no signs of injury.
The doctor easily completed the operation and then sent Li Tie's whole body wrapped like a mummy to the ward.
As soon as he went out, he saw that the team leader was still circling around the operating room door, apparently worried about Li Tie's injury.
Seeing the doctor come out, Er Gouzi stopped turning around and immediately went up: "So soon after finishing the operation, didn't you check carefully?"
"Don't worry, Captain, Li Lianzhang's injury is nothing serious and he will recover soon."
"That's good, that's good." Er Gouzi turned around and took a look at Li Tie after the surgery. He had just walked two steps when he turned his head back to say to the doctor: "Thank you!"
