Chapter 20: The Current State of Headquarters

  Several leaders listened to Wu Bing's suggestion and discussed it for a while, and then Commander Cheng said: We will study your suggestion at the meeting later. By the way, you said you can perform surgery?

  Reporting to the superior, at that time giving Master Xiong surgery was also forced by the situation. I only learned a little about battlefield first aid. However, there is absolutely no problem in dealing with minor injuries. Wu Bing replied.

  Alright, can you now treat the wounded here? Asked Commander Cheng.

  Commander, no problem. I can treat the wounded here immediately. There are also eight soldiers who came with me at the foot of the mountain, can they come up first? Wu Bing asked.

  All right, Zhao Lianchang, you immediately send someone to pick up the comrades at the foot of the mountain. Commander Cheng ordered.

  Yes. Zhao Lianchang replied.

  After Wu Bing's identity was clear, the old Red Army said somewhat awkwardly: Comrade Wu Bing, what happened earlier was really sorry. If our enemies hadn't impersonated us before, we wouldn't have treated you like that either.

  After finishing speaking, he turned his head and said to the warriors beside him: "Why are you still standing here? Go and pick up the comrades at the foot of the mountain!"

  Wu Bing said with a smile: "Commander Zhao, don't take it to heart. It's necessary to be vigilant during wartime."

  He then said to several leaders standing by: Leaders, if possible, I would like to go and treat the wounded now, and please accept these dry rations.

  As he spoke, he handed over the dry ration bag that Li Ping had given him before he left. Wu Bing didn't want to bring it at first, but Li Ping had insisted on giving it to him. Li Ping also told him to keep his compressed rations well and use them only when he was in dire need.

  At that time, Wu Bing heard Li Ping's words and thought to himself: As long as there is gold coin, compressed dry food is plentiful. However, Wu Bing immediately thought again: Forget it, one's own secrets cannot be known by others. If one's own secrets are let out,

  Even if I don't die, I'll have to shed my skin. Now that I'm already eye-catching enough, it's better to be low-key.

  Commander Cheng looked at the food bag handed over by Wu Bing and said excitedly: Comrade Wu Bing, the grain you brought is just in time.

  He took over the grain bag and handed it over to the guard beside him, saying: Let the wounded and patients eat first, their bodies are too weak.

  Yes, the guard saluted and took over the grain bag, turned around and left.

  At this time, Wu Bing's small team members were also brought to the mountain, and after meeting each other, they 'excitedly' hugged each other. They asked about each other's situation.

  There were also bursts of sobbing sounds.

  The crowd at the foot of the mountain saw this scene, without joy, only sorrow after life and death parting.

  Wu Bing sighed in his heart: This is the cruelty of war. But then he bitterly smiled and thought: It's a matter of people competing with each other to die, and goods competing with each other to be discarded. Looking at how the rest of the squad was treated when they went up the mountain, all hugged and cuddled...

  When I went up the mountain myself, I was held at gunpoint by others.

  He shook his head secretly and turned to several leaders beside him: If the leader has nothing else to do now, I will go take a look at the condition of the wounded.

  Gone.

  Good, Comrade Wu Bing, then trouble you. Zhao Lianzhang, take Wu Bing to see the wounded. We will hold a meeting immediately to study the next action plan. Said Commander Cheng.

  Yes, two people simultaneously salute several leaders and then turn around to leave.

  After Wu Bing and Zhao Lianzhang walked far away, one of the leaders said: This Comrade Wu Bing is really unpredictable, and you saw him

  Are you equipped? These equipment are not available in our troops at all, even if the 'excellent' Central Army is equipped.

  Yes, this Wu Bing comrade has an air of mystery about him. Alright, let's not talk about him for now. Since the 'Women's' 'Female' Troupe can make him come looking for us, it must be a sufficient reason.

  Trust him. Let's discuss whether we should stay here or not!

  Without mentioning several leaders discussing whether to stay or leave, Wu Bing gathered the members of the small team and followed Zhao Lianzhang to visit the wounded.

  When Wu Bing arrived at the resting place of the warriors, what he saw was a desolate scene. This place wasn't even as good as an African refugee camp. At least refugees had tents to live in.

  A healthy person can find shelter from the wind behind hills and rocks, but how can the wounded survive the cold nights? There is no coal, no firewood, I really don't know how they managed to get through. Maybe it was just by

  Their loyalty to the revolution and their will of steel.

  Commander Zhao sighed beside him: The vast majority of the wounded were knife wounds and grenade injuries, mostly in the head and upper limbs, all very serious. Now the most difficult thing is that there is no medical treatment, not even bandages to dress the wound.

  Wu Bing looked at these wounded men, they didn't cry or shout, some lay on the straw, a few sat together back to back, or put their feet under each other's buttocks to keep warm.

  Wu Bing and others walked over, they opened their half-closed eyes, smiled wryly without any complaints, without any personal requests, they knew the current situation and sympathized with the difficulties of their superiors.

  As he walked to a seriously wounded comrade, Zhao Lianchang said: He was a medic in the company, and during the daytime battle, he was shot several times in the head and abdomen while rescuing the wounded, and his blood was almost drained.

  Wu Bing looked at this heavily injured face, as pale as yellow paper, with very weak breathing from the nostrils, and it was clear that life was about to bid farewell to this warrior.

  Wu Bing immediately went forward to check on the heavily injured man, and the eyes of the startled soldier suddenly brightened up. He struggled a bit, stretched out his icy hand, grabbed Wu Bing, and gasped: "Commander!"

  "I'm almost done for, dying for the revolution is nothing, but what about you... Hurry..." His voice grew weaker and weaker, his mouth opened twice, then stopped moving.

  Wu Bing held back his tears, grasping his hand tightly for a long time without letting go. He slowly came to and continued to say: "Don't say anything else, you... think of a way... get some cloth strips to bandage the comrades' wounds."

  "After finishing speaking, he fainted again."

  At this moment, Wu Bing felt that it was the noble quality of these simple warriors. When a person is about to die, he thinks not of himself, but rather is constantly thinking of ways to bandage his beloved comrades' wounds.

  Don't think about anything else, Wu Bing hurriedly pulled out the first-aid kit from his backpack and took out more than a dozen before stopping. Zhao Lianzhang was stunned, while the members of the small team were

  Nothing special anymore.

  Throwing first-aid kits to members of the small squad, he said: Quick, take these first-aid kits and go treat the wounded.

  He turned to Zhao Lianzhang and said: "Is there a medic here? If so, hurry up and let him come over. I have medicine and bandages here, let them come and treat these wounded men quickly. Right, hurry up and let someone"

  Build up the fire, these wounded men need warmth badly, they have lost too much heat already.

  After finishing speaking, Zhao Lianchang didn't care about reason and hastily started to give emergency treatment to the sanitation worker in front of him who was filled with respect. Just now, Zhao Lianchang was still stunned by Wu Bing's small backpack, but when he heard Wu Bing

  He quickly turned around to find the surviving medical personnel, came to rescue and treat the wounded, and then went to ask if they could make a fire for warmth.