1594 War and Death
In the room, Austin's expression was very ugly, and everyone else's expressions were similar.
No one thought that they would be held hostage!
Everyone was stunned when armed rebels stormed into the military camp and demanded they leave immediately.
Some even thought it might be a prank, and he paid the price with his life.
This is not a prank!
Along the way from the military camp to here, some of the more serious ones had died halfway, or died not long after arriving here.
Not everyone's injuries are suitable for long-term transfer in that situation, and these armed rebels are not very humane. They often use bullets for those who can't walk.
But even after arriving here, everyone's expressions were ugly, and everyone's situation was not very good.
Many people's wounds collapsed, but all the medical equipment had been taken away by those people.
For local resistance groups, these items are not only very valuable, but more importantly, they can save people's lives.
Without such medical equipment, some people can only hope that the cracked wound will heal on its own, but apparently this idea is a bit naive.
There are still people who are dying.
What's even more troublesome is that in order to prevent them from escaping, this simple house was locked. It was already the hottest time of the year. With so many people crowded together, the temperature in the room began to rise and people began to sweat.
The doctor has asked everyone to try not to let sweat fall on the wound and to protect the wound.
No one knows when they will be able to leave. Once the wound becomes infected and cannot be treated in a short period of time, it is basically a dead end.
In fact, the doctor did not say that in the current situation, with so many people crowded together and no equipment and methods for disinfection or cleaning, wound infection is inevitable.
After a few days, these people may face high fever that does not go away, and then the virus enters the blood and eventually dies from organ failure and sepsis.
Next to Austin was a young man who was only nineteen years old. He was cut into the chest by a shrapnel during the battle.
After surgery, his condition has basically stabilized, but at this moment, his condition is getting worse.
His face was very white, frightened, nervous, and anxious, "Can we survive?"
He asked Austin. At this time, the shyness on his face when they first met yesterday was no longer there, only endless fear.
Austin noticed that the bandage on his chest had blood showing through in some places.
This is not a good sign.
She didn't know how deep the wound was, but she knew it would be troublesome.
Facing the boy's question, she nodded, "Yes, we will all survive, and the government will come to save us."
The young man's face seemed to have a little more luster, "When do you think they will come to take us home?"
Austin didn't actually know. She was actually quite pessimistic, but in order to encourage the boy, she still had to pretend that "we can go back at any time."
She thought for a while and whispered, "My boss should know my situation. He will definitely arrange for someone to rescue me."
She ruffled the boy's hair and said, "We can go home tomorrow!"
She quickly dragged her immobile leg to find the doctor and explained the boy's condition.
The doctor quickly found the boy, and when he saw the blood under the bandage, his expression was already terrible.
This is also the vast majority of problems he encounters now. In almost half of the people, the wounds have re-opened.
What's worse in these people is that some of the sutured blood vessels begin to bleed out again.
The doctor told the young man to be patient, and he took off the bandage, took a look at it, and then closed it again.
He also showed a relieved expression, "It's okay, don't worry too much, just have a good rest."
Austin noticed something was wrong, and she and the doctor walked to the other side. The doctor pursed his lips and said, "The blood is seeping out very quickly, and the wounds inside may have collapsed."
"Is there no other way?" Austin was a little anxious. He was just a big boy, he shouldn't die here!
He should return to the Federation like a hero, accept people's applause and flowers, and then fall in love with a beautiful girl, get married, and have children.
When he gets old, he brags to his children and grandchildren about everything he experienced on the battlefield!
Instead of dying here!
The doctor shook his head, "Now the problem is not on the surface of the wound, but inside the wound. We need to put more pressure on it."
"If there were enough medical equipment and medicines, we could temporarily stop the bleeding to meet our requirements, but now we have nothing."
"You can try pushing the wounds on both sides toward the middle with your hands, maybe it will have some effect."
After Austin returned, he sat next to the boy and planned to do as the doctor said, "Are you afraid of pain?"
The young man shook his head, "I'm not afraid."
In fact, he was afraid of pain, but he didn't want to show it in front of Austin. The next second, the already painful wound became even more painful under the squeeze!
He gritted his teeth. Although he was not sure what happened, he knew that Austin probably didn't mean to harm him.
Time passes bit by bit, and no one has ever felt that time is so difficult. Even in the previous classroom, time went faster than it does now.
Some people ask the time every few minutes, some people are always cursing in a low voice, and more people are still lying on the ground as if they are dead.
Austin didn't know how long he persisted. He didn't eat in the morning, and no one gave them food at noon.
The doctor knocked on the door and asked for some food, but unfortunately he got nothing.
"Someone died again"
People became more pessimistic as they watched a soldier who had joked with them in the camp not long ago about taking his children to go skiing in Marillo with him when he returned.
Time is becoming more and more difficult.
But it's not that there's no good news. At least it seems that the wound of the boy under Austin's care is no longer bleeding outward.
"I can survive!"
This is what the young man said to Austin. In his voice, every word reveals infinite love for life and infinite desire for the future!
Doctors also think this is not easy. Not everyone can persist for several hours.
In the afternoon, Austin was drowsy.
She didn't know if she was asleep or not, but she vaguely heard some gunshots!
She woke up suddenly, and everyone in the room had an indescribable surprise on their faces!
"Are they coming to save us?"
Some people's voices were filled with sobs when they spoke out of excitement and joy!
This less than a day was indeed very torturous for them!
He finally survived the battlefield, passed the most dangerous stage, and became a prisoner again.
Now, things are looking up again, which is great news!
"It's advancing very fast!"
Some people have better hearing and put their ears against the wooden wall to listen to the sounds outside, "But it doesn't sound like the range of the firefight is very large."
The gunshots basically came from one place. This was not the feeling of a full-scale attack. It seemed that the number of people attacking was not very large.
Some of them are even wondering whether this is the federal people coming to rescue them, or is it another war between local warlords?
Everyone was anxiously waiting for the results, and explosions began to appear frequently among the gunfire outside, which made them even more anxious.
About twenty minutes later, suddenly there was a set of footsteps outside the door, and a surprise appeared on the doctor's face, "Is he one of his own?"
He walked into the door, and the next second the door opened!
Outside the door are not the soldiers who came to rescue them, but those who kidnapped them!
There was a cruel look on these people's faces. The man at the front raised his gun and blew the doctor's head off, then pointed the gun at the other people in the room!
They want to deal with the hostages!
Almost as soon as the gun rang out, Austin felt someone knocking him down and blocking him.
Not long after the gunfire started, it stopped.
The soldiers began to resist, risking their lives to resist, and it did work.
They grabbed weapons and started exchanging gunfire with people outside.
At this time, Austin looked at the boy who threw himself down, feeling a little confused.
There was no fear on his face, only an unreadable smile remained!
"I saved you too."
He said.
From Austin's point of view, you can see that his back is wet with blood, and two bullet holes are bleeding out quickly.
The boy reached out and grabbed Austin's hand, wanting to say something, but nothing came out, he just kept vomiting blood.
One of the bullets must have penetrated his lung or stomach and tore an artery.
That's why the blood releases pressure outward through the mouth so quickly.
He tried to stop the blood from vomiting by swallowing, but failed in the end, and even his nose began to bleed outwards.
No one knew what he wanted to say. In less than half a minute, Austin felt his hand being grasped hard by this boy. It hurt!
But this power only lasted a short time.
Then he died.
He told Austin that if he could go back alive, he would resume his studies.
He said he liked the neighbor's little daughter, and the girl liked him too.
He said he wanted to make his parents proud of him and stop them worrying about him.
He said
He said a lot, but he didn't say the last word.
He just died.
Austin has actually seen many lives and deaths, but the death of this young man, this big boy, still shocked her a lot.
She carefully placed the boy on the ground, then limped, running and jumping towards the door regardless of the re-opening of the wound on her leg!
She wants to kill these people!
She wants revenge!