The suicide of a seriously wounded officer caused panic among the wounded and made the already chaotic field hospital even more panicked. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoMany of the seriously injured people lying on the stretcher did not want to stay here and wait for death, so they fell off the stretcher one after another, enduring the pain, and crawled with their hands and feet facing outward, trying to get out of here as soon as possible with their own abilities.

But they never dreamed that this act of self-help would bring unexpected trouble to the entire operation of transferring the wounded. It was not the stretcher bearer who stepped on them and trampled them screaming; It was a stretcher man who tripped over them and fell to the ground with a stretcher, making the scene even more chaotic and abnormal.

When Chernyshov's vanguard battalion rushed here, in addition to the lightly wounded who left by themselves and the seriously wounded who were carried away by stretchers, more than 200 wounded and more than 40 medical personnel were captured by the Soviets.

The battalion commander who led the team saw that there was a light in a tent nearby, so he walked over with a few fighters. He lifted the curtain marked with the red cross and entered the tent, only to see an unexpected scene: several paramedics were operating on a wounded man lying on the operating table in the middle, completely ignoring what was happening outside. Seeing the battalion commander rushing in, all the medical staff turned their eyes to them, and then a doctor of obvious rank stared at them for a moment, and then said to his men casually: "Leave them alone, let's continue." ”

Seeing this, the soldier next to him said to the battalion commander: "Comrade battalion commander, this fascist is too arrogant, let me kill him." As he spoke, he pulled the bolt of his gun and raised his rifle to aim at the doctor who was performing the operation.

"Don't be reckless," the battalion commander raised his hand to press down the gun in the soldier's hand, and continued: "The division commander gave us the order that we are not allowed to harm the German medical personnel, let's all go out." ”

Watching the soldiers walk out of the tent one after another, the military doctor who was performing surgery stopped what he was doing, looked at the back of the soldiers leaving, and a smile of approval flashed in his eyes.

When the battalion commander and the soldiers came out of the tent, the soldier who was just about to shoot said a little unconvinced: "Comrade battalion commander, why didn't you let me shoot just now." To know that he is treating our enemies? As he spoke, he said to the seriously wounded Germans who were lying on the ground wailing not far away, "And these people, don't look at their current appearance as they look a little miserable, but when they are healed, they will take up arms again and slaughter our people." ”

"Alright, don't say it." Seeing that the soldier was chattering non-stop, the battalion commander stopped him impatiently, and then said, "You think I don't want to kill them all, do you?" For me, only the enemy who is dead is the best enemy. But no, there was an order from our superiors that we were not allowed to harm the German medical personnel, as for the wounded. Speaking of this, the battalion commander looked at the wounded lying on the ground and said contemptuously, "Just let them stay here and fend for themselves." ”

As soon as the battalion commander finished speaking, a group of fighters came over surrounded by a lieutenant colonel. Still far away, the lieutenant colonel yelled at the battalion commander: "Hey, I said Comrade Major, since your troops have occupied the field hospital, why don't you pursue the enemy and stay here to chat?" ”

The battalion commander hurriedly ran over, saluted the other party, and said aggrievedly: "Report to Comrade Regiment Commander, we have captured the German field hospital, captured more than 200 seriously wounded and more than 40 medical personnel, and are preparing to wait for the troops behind to accept it, so that we can continue to pursue the fleeing enemy." ”

Before the regiment commander could speak, the curtain of the tent was suddenly lifted, and first two medical personnel came out carrying stretchers, and then a military doctor who had just undergone surgery also walked out. He walked up to the battalion commander, took off the mask he was wearing, bowed to the other man, and said in fluent Russian: "Hello, Mr. Major, thank you for not interrupting me during my operation just now, so that I could complete the whole operation smoothly. ”

"What's going on, Major?" The unknown lieutenant colonel stared at the battalion commander and asked sternly, "What the hell is he talking about, why can't I understand it at all?" ”

The medic turned around, glanced at the angry lieutenant colonel, and then smiled at him and said, "Mr. lieutenant colonel, please allow me to introduce myself, I am the director of this field hospital, Major Bazel, the military doctor. Just now when I was operating on a seriously wounded soldier, this one of your men broke into my operating room with a few men, and not only did they act sensible, but they only looked at it for a while and then exited the tent, so that I could complete the operation without hurry. ”

After hearing this, the lieutenant colonel nodded at the battalion commander and said approvingly: "Good job, Comrade Major." Now that I'm in charge here, you can take your battalion and continue the pursuit of the fleeing Germans. ”

After the battalion commander left with his troops, the lieutenant colonel turned to face Bazel and said with a serious expression: "Mr. Major Medic, you are now officially captured by the 152nd Infantry Division of the Soviet Red Army. You and your medical staff will be treated as prisoners of war in accordance with your status. ”

Bazel's mind was nimble and he heard the lieutenant colonel say that it was only the paramedics who had been taken prisoner, without mentioning the wounded. So he pointed to the wounded lying on the ground and asked with trepidation: "What will they do?" Are you going to kill them all? ”

After hearing this, the lieutenant colonel snorted heavily: "We are soldiers, not executioners, and we will never slaughter the unarmed and powerless wounded." The order we received was only to take you prisoner and send you to the rear, and as for these wounded, let them stay here, and whether they can survive or not depends on their luck. ”

After speaking, the lieutenant colonel waved his hand at the soldiers behind him and ordered: "Send these captured medical personnel to the division headquarters and hand them over to the division commander for disposal." ”

Chernyshov and Lidyukov saw the group of prisoners who had been brought in by the fighters and were about to order them to be sent to the headquarters of the army group. It was Bazel who stood up again, and said in his skilful Russian: "Mr. Colonels, I would like to ask, what are you going to do with us?" Shot or sent to your prisoner of war camps? ”

Cherneshov and Lidyukov looked at each other and couldn't help laughing. Then Lidyukov said to Bazel: "Mr. Major Medic, since you have been able to get here safely, it shows that we will not shoot you, but will send you to a prisoner of war camp." ”

"Mr. Major," without waiting for Bazel to speak, Chernyshov couldn't help but ask curiously: "You speak Russian awesomely, I wonder where you learned it?" ”

Bazel smiled and replied, "Mr. Colonel, it is not surprising that I have spent five years at the Russian State Medical University and speak Russian fluently. ”

Hearing that this military doctor had studied in Russia, Lidyukov could not help but feel moved, and he thought that there were too many wounded in the army at present, and the existing medical staff was limited, and if this group of medical personnel could be won over, then these problems could be solved. Thinking of this, he asked tentatively: "Mr. Major, I have a bold idea, I wonder if you and your medical staff can stay in our army's hospital and treat our wounded?" ”

For this whimsical of Lidyukov, it was immediately stopped by Chernyshov: "My God, Colonel Lidyukov, are you crazy? You want our enemies to heal the wounds of our commanders and fighters? If they do something sneaky, the consequences will be very serious. ”

Lidyukov originally had such an idea, and when he heard Chernyshov's rebuttal, his heart couldn't help but waver. He sighed softly, and then said to Bazel: "Mr. Major Medic, we will send you to our army group headquarters at once, and your whereabouts will be decided by our commanders. ”

Originally, Bazel was a little moved when he heard that he could stay in the Soviet military hospital to serve, but when he heard Lidyukov's words, his heart couldn't help but be half cold, and he felt that if he was sent to the army group headquarters, then the next step would be that he and his medical staff would be sent to a prisoner of war camp in Siberia, where they would fend for themselves in a harsh natural environment.

An hour later, when Rokossovsky received a series of victorious reports from the assault troops on the west bank of the Wopi River, Bazel and his men were also transported by truck to the headquarters.

Seeing Bazel, who was covered with blood on his chest apron, escorted into the headquarters by two soldiers, Rokossovsky also shook his head, and his first reaction at that time was whether the military doctor had some medical accident that led to the unnecessary death of the wounded, so he was escorted here.

So he stood up, walked over to Bazel, tilted his head and asked the soldier behind him, "What's the matter with this medic?" ”

"Report to Comrade Commander." The fighters from the Chernyshov division respectfully replied: "This is the director of the German field hospital that we captured, the medical major Bazel. The division commander asked me to send him to the headquarters of the army group and hand him over to you at your disposal. ”

After listening to this, Rokossovsky thanked the fighter and waved him out. Then he turned around and called Malinin, and ordered: "Chief of staff, you go outside and find a staff officer who understands German, I have something to ask this military doctor major." ”

Just as Malinin said yes and was about to go outside, Bazel spoke: "Mr. General, there is no need to find a translator, I can speak Russian." ”

Hearing that Bazel could speak fluent Russian, Rokossovsky couldn't help but pinch again, and he smiled and asked politely: "Mr. Military Major, your Russian is really standard, presumably you have not been in the Soviet Union for a short time, right?" ”

"That's right, Mr. General." Seeing Rokossovsky's friendly attitude, Bazel also boldly said: "I was a visiting professor at the Russian State Medical University for five years, so I can speak Russian so fluently. ”

For this whimsical of Lidyukov, it was immediately stopped by Chernyshov: "My God, Colonel Lidyukov, are you crazy? You want our enemies to heal the wounds of our commanders and fighters? If they do something sneaky, the consequences will be very serious. ”

Lidyukov originally had such an idea, and when he heard Chernyshov's rebuttal, his heart couldn't help but waver. He sighed softly, and then said to Bazel: "Mr. Major Medic, we will send you to our army group headquarters at once, and your whereabouts will be decided by our commanders. ”

Originally, Bazel was a little moved when he heard that he could stay in the Soviet military hospital to serve, but when he heard Lidyukov's words, his heart couldn't help but be half cold, and he felt that if he was sent to the army group headquarters, then the next step would be that he and his medical staff would be sent to a prisoner of war camp in Siberia, where they would fend for themselves in a harsh natural environment.

An hour later, when Rokossovsky received a series of victorious reports from the assault troops on the west bank of the Wopi River, Bazel and his men were also transported by truck to the headquarters.

Seeing Bazel, who was covered with blood on his chest apron, escorted into the headquarters by two soldiers, Rokossovsky also shook his head, and his first reaction at that time was whether the military doctor had some medical accident that led to the unnecessary death of the wounded, so he was escorted here.

So he stood up, walked over to Bazel, tilted his head and asked the soldier behind him, "What's the matter with this medic?" ”

"Report to Comrade Commander." The fighters from the Chernyshov division respectfully replied: "This is the director of the German field hospital that we captured, the medical major Bazel. The division commander asked me to send him to the headquarters of the army group and hand him over to you at your disposal. ”

After listening to this, Rokossovsky thanked the fighter and waved him out. Then he turned around and called Malinin, and ordered: "Chief of staff, you go outside and find a staff officer who understands German, I have something to ask this military doctor major." ”

Just as Malinin said yes and was about to go outside, Bazel spoke: "Mr. General, there is no need to find a translator, I can speak Russian." ”

Hearing that Bazel could speak fluent Russian, Rokossovsky couldn't help but pinch again, and he smiled and asked politely: "Mr. Military Major, your Russian is really standard, presumably you have not been in the Soviet Union for a short time, right?" ”

"That's right, Mr. General." Seeing Rokossovsky's friendly attitude, Bazel also boldly said: "I was a visiting professor at the Russian State Medical University for five years, so I can speak Russian so fluently. ”

"Since you know Russian, there is no language barrier in our conversation." Rokossovsky continued: "Tell me, how did you feel after being captured by our troops? (To be continued.) )