Just stop making trouble, Sneijder quickly signaled from the side.
The doctor ran out and shouted: "Saw, hurry up" "Here it comes."
A voice came from outside: "I just sawed one hand, what else?"
"The lieutenant colonel wants to amputate his legs.
Please be quick with your hands and feet."
The doctor trotted in with a man wearing a white protective clothing but with no less blood on his clothes than the doctor, and holding a bloody foot-long saw in his hand.
Cheng Qianxun looked at it and smiled bitterly.
It was Rudolf.
He really did the job of amputating limbs.
Reger and Sneijder took a few steps back and asked the caregiver to tie up the lieutenant colonel.
Cheng Qianxun was stunned: "Why are you still tied up?"
Reger said with some helplessness, "We've run out of anesthetics."
And Rudolf held up the saw with a meaningful smile on his face: "Otherwise it might be so slow."
At this time, he could play the role of a perverted corpse-dismembering murderer, and he is guaranteed to be a good actor.
Of course he was happy.
Being able to saw the enemy's body must have been a great day.
This work is really well distributed, allowing heroes to be used.
"We've run out of anesthetics."
Cheng Qianxun was stunned.
Could it be that the sensational scenes often seen in TV movies are going to be repeated in real life?
Under the difficult environment, the hospital was extremely short of medicines, which could be said to be exhausted.
Then the male protagonist either howled or endured it with the perseverance of Guan Yun who was scraping his bones to heal his wounds, in order to achieve the thrilling effect.
She asked: "Isn't there still wine?
It won't hurt when you're drunk."
"No" the doctor flatly refused: "Alcohol will make the heart beat faster and cause more blood loss.
The Lieutenant Colonel has already been injured and lost a lot of blood."
Seeing that the other party calmed down and was tied up by the rope silently, is it really necessary to amputate his legs while he is awake?
Maybe. . .
She pretended to be a little angry and asked the doctor: "Since you know that the lieutenant colonel is coming, why don't you keep one?"
For a moment, the moral doctor was stunned by the question.
During the war, it would be great to have medicine.
Of course, it should be used on a first-come, first-served basis.
"Now that the medicine is gone, the saw will hurt."
Cheng Qianxun reached out and fiddled with the instrument table next to him, as if he didn't believe there was no medicine.
He also poured out all the scissors, tweezers, etc. from a square enamel basin that contained various small instruments.
"The anesthetic is indeed used up, don't move around."
The doctor frowned slightly.
Soon after, Cheng Qianxun picked up the enamel basin.
He aimed at the officer who was still sitting there with a dull look in his eyes, waiting to be tied up, and hit him hard on the back of the head.
There was a crisp sound of "Dang" and a slow echo.
The officer's body swayed and he fainted at a tilt.
The soldier holding the rope was stunned, and the others stared.
Sneijder came to his senses first, with a wry smile: "You actually knocked out a senior Nazi officer..."
Cheng Qianxun looked at the basin in his hand and looked at him blankly: "If there was only a urinal, wouldn't the crime be greater?"
The doctor didn't care about the swelling on the back of the officer's head.
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He quickly stepped forward to disinfect it and amputate his leg quickly before the officer woke up.
yes.
Just knock him out and knock him out.
Why do you have to make people suffer?
Cheng Qianxun put the slightly deformed jar aside, exited and made room, and returned to the original tent.
As I walked, the tent made the sound of sawing something hard.
If she doesn't have the courage to go back and take a look again, it will have a psychological impact.
After a while, a soldier came in and walked directly to her.
Cheng Qianxun stood up uneasily and put down what he was doing for the time being.
Could it be that he was planning to catch her and shoot her, or put her in solitary confinement?
There was a shortage of people here, so he probably came here to scold her and make her admit her mistake.
But he was holding a long wooden stick in his hand.
Could it be that he wanted to beat her with it?
The soldier said loudly: "Sir ordered me to come here and tell you that I will give you a special job."
The wooden stick in his hand was stuffed hard.
She quickly caught it, grabbing the stick and not knowing what to do.
Could it be that some prisoners assigned to do laundry were stirring the soapy water and clothes with wooden sticks like this.
The soldier continued: "Your job now is to knock out people who need surgery with a wooden stick."
This time it was Cheng Qianxun's turn to be stunned.
She was holding a strong stick as thick as a seven-year-old child's arm, and looked around at the others, who also looked at her in a daze.
There was silence in the tent.
Then some of the wounded laughed because they had come up with this method without anesthesia.
I think the loss rate of using enamel jars and basins was too high, so I used wooden sticks instead.
"Why don't you come with me quickly?"
the soldier signaled with a shake of his head.
Let's go then.
Cheng Qianxun reluctantly picked up the stick and followed the soldiers out.
"Are you ready?"
Cheng Qianxun shouted loudly behind a wounded person who needed to cut off the necrotic and injured intestines with a stick.
While the wounded person was being restrained by the nurses on the left and right, he looked nervously at the doctor in front of him, and he hit the stick with force without hesitation.
He hit him hard on his back and shoulders.
Another one fainted.
This was a technical job.
At the beginning, the doctor warned not to hit the head and pointed out that this part was the most suitable.
The head is prone to concussion; if it is lower down, the spine may be broken.
This position is really good.
It was also necessary to knock the person unconscious, otherwise the sutures on the abdomen would be removed alive, and then the necrotic intestines would be cut and then sutured.
It is terrifying to think about it.
Even if the person is saved, the pain will cost him half his life.
He exhaled and wiped his sweaty forehead with the back of his hand: "Is there anything else?"
"Also, the doctor didn't have time to operate."
The German nurse carried the fainted wounded onto the operating bed expressionlessly.
In fact, it would be very funny to talk about this matter in the future, but there is no time to laugh now, everyone is I was so tired that I could even speak as briefly as possible.
It is said that it is an operating table, but it is not the modern kind with a large round light on it that is completely ergonomic.
It was just two desks or a large dining table, with mattresses and sheets spread on them.
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In order to save time, they had not been changed since the first operation, and they were all covered with blood.
If the temperature hadn't been low, the blood absorbed in the mattress would have been squeezed out as soon as someone put it on it.
Cheng Qianxun retreated first.
If she was needed, the doctor in the operating tent would shout, just like calling Rudolph.
"Not bad."
Sneijder was outside with another SS officer.
He joked with an elegant demeanor without smiling: "This job is very suitable for you."
"Can you change to another one?
I beat him so much that my hands are soft."
Cheng Qianxun was panting from exhaustion.
"No."
Sneijder had a gloating expression on his face.
He really wanted to be hit with a stick: "Women are weak.
If it were someone else, they might be able to make the wounded person faint, but there is no guarantee whether the problem will be solved."
He raised his head and looked around, as if he was trying to hold back his laughter.
At this time, the sound of saws came from another tent, and he said with satisfaction: "Your cousin is better than you at this point, and he hasn't said it until now."
Tired, but the more I work, the more energetic I become.”
Cheng Qianxun only had cramps at the corners of his mouth.
Rudolf was of course very energetic and could not kill the enemy at the front.
He sawed off the enemy's thighs, hands and feet in the rear to enjoy himself.
There was no time to walk away, boiled potatoes and bread were brought directly over.
Cheng Qianxun bit the potato and knocked the wounded person unconscious with a stick in both hands.
Then he picked up the potato in his mouth and walked out to continue eating.
Just in time to see Rudolph holding a potato in one hand and biting it, and holding a saw dripping with blood in the other hand, he went to another tent.
Not only them, but also the doctors.
Some doctors and nurses who are physically strong have not eaten or drank for several hours and continue to deal with the gangrene dripping with yellow smelly water, various mutilated bodies, and bloody bullets. hole.
At night, the camp was still bright.
Fortunately, it was in the rear and the power was not interrupted.
They were busy until midnight.
When Cheng Qianxun knocked out the last person who needed surgery, she dragged her exhausted body out of the surgery tent.
So tired, so tired, she sat down on the spot.
He sat on the frozen ground, leaned against the tent pole and closed his eyes.
Go to sleep for a while and take a shower later. . .
She thought so, but fell asleep quickly.
She woke up when the sun hit her eyelids.
This is a tent for medical staff to rest.
Like other tents, there are hundreds of beds inside.
It doesn't matter whether it's friend or foe, anyone who needs to sleep can come in anyway.
He sat up and stretched.
Then I searched around the tent and saw Rudolph there.
He was lying on a bed with a quilt covering him, sleeping soundly.
"It's time to eat, it's time to eat.
Let's take a rest after lunch.
The new wounded will arrive around one o'clock."
Several soldiers came in carrying large pots and basins of food, and some of them shouted loudly.
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The medical staff, soldiers, and prisoners involved in the rescue in the tent stood up lazily, and queued up sleepily to receive food.
"Get in line, get up and eat quickly when you're in line."
Each of the three soldiers took care of the same thing and handed it out to people passing by.
You need to get the basin first, then pass three people along the way, and walk down in a small circle.
There is a spoonful of meat cooked with potatoes in the basin.
Although there is very little meat, it is still meat.
There is also a piece of brown bread, about three ounces, and half a spoonful of canned vegetables.
The taste may not be that great, but the quantity is basically enough to meet the needs of an adult male.
Cheng Qianxun did not line up, but lay down and continued to rest.
He waited until everyone had almost finished receiving the gifts, then walked over, and at this time Rudolph also walked over.
The two of them smiled at each other.
The hero had the same idea.
There was enough food anyway, so there was no need to stand in line.
Sneijder and Regel walked in.
As the people in charge of the troops stationed in the camp and the town, they must stay at all times to deal with possible emergencies that may suddenly occur.
Seeing the last two people in line, Sneijder said: "If there are more, give them two more.
They did a pretty good job yesterday."
In fact, the extra food at the end can be taken by those who don't have enough.
Use it, but you must finish eating what is in the bowl, so you will still be given certain preferential treatment
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