"He was just shot in the arm, is he going to have his whole arm sawed off?" In the field hospital, a Soviet platoon commander held the arm of the military doctor with a bloody face and begged: "He is only 18 years old!" ”

"The whole arm was sawn off, and if the wound wasn't infected, he would still be able to come back to life...... If he hadn't sawed it off, he would have died tonight. The military doctor replied with a blank face.

Because he had not had time to drink water for a long time, the corners of the doctor's mouth were dry, and his lips were slightly cracked.

He had a hacksaw in his hand, and his white coat was so red with blood that he couldn't see his original color.

"Comrade Doctor! Please, this can be treated as a minor injury, I have also had this injury, haven't I been rescued? The Soviet platoon commander rolled up his sleeve and showed a scar on his arm.

After rolling up his sleeves, as if afraid that the doctor would use the blade again, he pressed his hand on the hacksaw again.

This move gave hope to many of the wounded who were waiting to be treated, and they looked at the military doctors, as if they were also waiting for a reasonable explanation and answer.

This kind of injury can indeed be treated before, everyone knows this. But now, when they were brought to the field hospital, they found that they had to see off the wounded parts.

Obviously, if there is no other reason, it is because there are too many patients, and the doctor is deliberately perfunctory.

Everyone was waiting for the doctor's answer, and the doctor's face became ugly. He used his hand to flick away the platoon commander's hand that was pressing his saw, and snorted coldly: "Which unit are you from?" Don't interfere with the treatment, get out of here! ”

The platoon commander was also a tough one, and he didn't leave obediently, but met the other party's gaze and replied: "You must give us a reasonable explanation!" ”

The front line is waiting for reinforcements from soldiers, but then these wounded with combat experience are turned into disabled people and wasted, which is definitely an unbearable thing.

If half of the wounded soldiers can be returned to the front line, then the pressure on the Soviet side can at least be relieved of tens of thousands of soldiers.

Unfortunately, without ifs, the wounded Soviet troops in the Moscow encirclement were basically unable to return to the front line to continue fighting.

In other words, either the wounded are not serious and insist on continuing the fight on the front line; Either he has to be sent back to the rear hospital, which means that the wounded person cannot come back.

"We don't have any medicine! It's been a long time gone! There were no medical drugs for stitches, not even bandages left. The doctor finally spoke, and replied stiffly.

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, and his emotions were a little out of control: "You think it's only you fighting? I haven't slept and rested in two days! ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the wounded man lying on the hospital bed: "In my current state, it is impossible to perform surgery to remove the bullet for him, I can only saw off my arm to prevent the wound from becoming inflamed!" ”

The doctor, who had not closed his eyes for two days, had his hands trembling slightly. He was no longer capable of surgery, and could only do some wide opening and closing movements.

Because of the lack of medical personnel, the workload of the Soviet medical units was very huge. When the loss is not large, it can still support for a while, and when the loss is large, the disadvantages are fully revealed.

Many of the lightly wounded were replaced and went to the field hospital to help take care of the seriously wounded, which was equivalent to helping the soldiers who could not return to the front line find a job.

"I have more than 100 wounded to deal with every day! I didn't even have time to eat! How do you ask me to rescue the wounded in this state? The medic lost his temper and threw away the saw and said.

As he took off his gloves, he instructed his assistants, "I'll go sleep for an hour, and if they're willing to keep making trouble, let them keep making trouble!" ”

His words stunned everyone present for a moment, and then some of the wounded began to complain, and a wailing sound sounded around them.

Just now, there was another person who could help them treat their wounds. Now that this person is gone, there is no hope for everyone at all.

The platoon commander of the "head iron" was at a loss, and he also knew that many wounded could not afford to delay, so he could only stubbornly hold on to the military doctor who was leaving, and begged bitterly: "You can't go!" You can't go yet! ”

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The farce inside the field hospital is still unfolding, and the senior commanders of the Soviet army here are also worried about running out of their medicines.

In modern warfare, it is the consumption of weapons and ammunition, as well as the storage of medicines and materials. Without ammunition, the defense line will collapse, and it is certain that without medicine, how can the soldiers be treated?

Steel, rubber, oil, these are just the hard material bases that can drive the country to war, and medicine is the software that keeps the lives of soldiers on the front line.

Now, in the encirclement of Moscow, there is almost no software, which is also a headache for Konev and many other senior commanders.

The Germans had penicillin, the healing elixir, but the Soviets did not have a similar miracle drug, and there were few ordinary medicines left.

This directly led to a serious consequence: the wounded of the German army could be well treated, while the wounded of the Soviet army were eighty percent dead or could not be treated.

"This is nothing short of a disaster, Comrade Commander, our soldiers lack medicine and the casualty rate remains high." In the conference room, there was a talk about medicines, and someone reported to Konev.

Compared with the news of the loss of certain positions, Konev's report that "some kind of material has been depleted" is no less troublesome.

There is no doubt that Moscow has been surrounded, and it has become an island about to be submerged in the sea of German troops.

There is no way to get supplies on this isolated island, everything is used in a little bit, including soldiers, ammunition, and even space.

"Without medicine, we must fight...... Konev continued to encourage his men: "We will not give in, we will fight for the Motherland until the last second!" ”

"The Germans can't take Moscow! They can only take away the ruins of Moscow! Waving his fists, Konev said hatefully.

As a general, all he can do now is to turn his hometown into ruins and leave it to the enemy.

Only a general who has experienced this kind of thing will know what a heartache it is. So Konev felt that he was in pain, and he could only grit his teeth to keep himself from falling.

If the Supreme Commander loses hope, one can imagine what the whole force will become, and he must remain optimistic in order to infect those who are becoming more and more pessimistic.

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Yesterday, Long Ling was really frightened, a few minutes before taking leave, Long Ling coughed and had abdominal pain, so painful that his eyes couldn't see anything, and for the first time in his life, he experienced what it was like to be "black in front of him". I had to go to the hospital for a temporary examination, and the results showed that the cold was severe, the cough spasmed the abdominal muscles, and then the pain caused insufficient blood supply to the head, causing the "black vision" effect.

Although the inspection shows that it is fine, but Long Ling's severe cold is a real thing, the muscles are sore, the cough does not stop, the physical condition is really very bad, and the matter of making up for it will definitely be made up when you can, I hope you don't worry......