Chapter 752 Doctor Luo

At noon.

Luo Yao saw his men and a group of villagers carrying the wreckage of the plane back. The plane was basically destroyed in the air.

In addition, this is a Type 97 light explosive that was produced relatively early. In order to save materials, some parts are still made of wood (the author is not talking nonsense. Since the beginning of World War II, many Japanese fighter aircraft parts were actually made of wood). The engine and fuel tank are wrapped in iron sheets.

This is also a propeller engine aircraft. If it is replaced by a jet type, it will probably fall apart before it even takes to the sky.

Propeller planes are much slower than jets.

"Where's the tiger?" Luo Yao took a look and saw that Yang Fan was not among the people who came back, so he asked immediately.

"Oh, Team Leader Fang, Brother Hu went to search for the Japanese pilot." The person who answered Luo Yao's words was Hu Yingjie.

This time when he came to the fifth theater, Yang Fan selected three of the twelve people he brought from the Guizhou training class.

Hu Yingjie is one of them, the other two are Cai Xiaochun and Liu Yuming.

People who don’t know the basics of it are not safe if they use it.

"The Japanese pilot is still alive?" Luo Yao was extremely surprised. The plane exploded in the sky. It stands to reason that the pilot had died long ago.

"Team Leader Fang, there are two people on this plane, a bombardier and a pilot. When the explosion occurred, the bombardier just blocked the pilot in the driving seat in front. The bombardier was burned to coke, but the pilot was still alive. The nose of the plane When it fell, it did not fall directly, but hit a tree. Although the cockpit was damaged, the people inside were not dead. There were also signs of pressure from walking under the tree." Hu Yingjie reported in detail, "Brother Hu took The people followed it along the traces on the ground."

"Okay, I understand. Let's carry the things in first, eat and take a rest." Luo Yao nodded.

If he could capture a Japanese pilot, it would be a great achievement.

He believed that with Yang Fan's ability, it shouldn't be difficult to deal with an injured Japanese pilot, not to mention that he didn't chase it alone.

A damaged Japanese plane may not be worth much, but it is a testimony to the heroic resistance of the Chinese military and civilians against the Japanese aggression.

Luo Yao asked people to take pictures of the wreckage and preserve it.

These precious historical images will become valuable information for future generations of Chinese to understand this tragic history.

Members of the 401 team who participated in the search for the plane wreckage and the villagers who helped took photos near the plane wreckage.

Then there is the dismantling. They are all wreckage anyway, and there is no use keeping them. There may be no usable materials.

Even if it is resmelted, it would be good to make a few kitchen knives.

I called the technicians in the team over to see if there were any usable parts or anything that could be disassembled and used as spare parts.

The remaining scrap steel is still useful. If it is smelted and beaten into hoes and kitchen knives, it can be put to good use.

In the evening, it was almost dark, and Tiger and the others hadn't come back yet. Luo Yao was a little anxious waiting. Don't lose your right and left arms for a Japanese pilot.

Luo Yao had already prepared torches and selected people with strong physical strength. He also found a local guide and prepared to find people in person.

It's almost time to get everything ready.

Come down the mountain and report.

Yang Fan and the others came back and brought back an injured Japanese pilot.

The pilot was seriously injured and unconscious. They carried him all the way back because it took time to make a stretcher and the distance was long, making it difficult to walk.

That's why I came back late.

"Team leader, when we found him, he was still somewhat conscious. When he saw us, he still wanted to resist, so I knocked him unconscious. Then we discovered that his left calf was severely burned. We could only use He was cleaned with mountain spring water, and then bandaged with the first-aid bandage he carried with him..." Yang Fan explained the process of finding the Japanese pilot while wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"There's a big temperature difference on the mountain. Hurry up and take a hot shower and change into a set of clean clothes." Luo Yao saw Yang Fan's soaked underwear and knew how much effort they had spent on the way back.

"Is there anyone who knows medical skills? Can you please come and take a look?" Luo Yao ordered.

"Team leader, I know a little bit." A female voice came from behind. She was not a member of her team, but one of the people from the fifth theater who came over to help.

"Well, come here and see if you can survive."

The woman came forward, first bent down to check the injury on the Japanese pilot's left calf, then stretched out her hand to sniff, and finally touched the other's forehead.

"Team leader, his left calf is seriously injured. It has been infected and suppurated, and he also has a fever. If not treated in time, his life may not be saved." For a moment, the woman made her own decision based on her superficial medical knowledge. judge.

How valuable can a Japanese pilot be?

It's not that Luo Yao is hard-hearted. The national army is currently short of medical treatment. Where can he get the medicine? Not to mention the "Geneva International Convention", if he doesn't have enough, how can he give it to the enemy?

The most ridiculous thing in the world.

"Team leader?" The woman called again. Apparently she didn't wait for Luo Yao's answer, so she couldn't help but ask again.

"You want to save him?"

"I……"

"This is the Japanese who flew a plane and dropped bombs on our land, parents, brothers and sisters. He was shot down by us. Now he is injured. Don't call me cold-blooded. I don't want to save the enemy who invaded my country. , what do you all think?" Luo Yao looked around at everyone and said slowly.

"Team leader, how about letting him destroy himself?"

"Team Leader Fang, this is a Japanese pilot we finally caught alive. Don't you know what his significance is?" Wei Zhiming became a little anxious when he saw that everyone was unwilling to save.

Capturing a living Japanese pilot would be a much greater achievement than a dead one, and the meaning would be even more extraordinary.

Luo Yao glanced sideways at Wei Zhiming and said nothing. Different angles naturally lead to different views. Wei Zhiming did not hate the Japanese invaders without seeing it, but from a humane perspective, treating prisoners seemed to be an internationally accepted practice and a law to be followed.

If both warring parties kill each other and capture prisoners, the consequences will be serious.

"We don't kill him because we don't have doctors or medicine to treat him. It's as simple as that." Luo Yao said.

It's definitely not possible to kill prisoners, and if bad news spreads, he will definitely cause trouble. He is a little devil, but he is not a murderer.

"Team Leader Fang, this pilot is alive and is very useful for our propaganda. Also, we can exchange him for prisoners." Wei Zhiming explained, "Pilots are better than ordinary Japanese soldiers. One pilot can exchange for more of our prisoners." soldiers?"

Prisoner exchange?

This is a reason.

Being captured on the battlefield is sometimes not necessarily a soldier's intention. Those who fight until they run out of food and ammunition are certainly heroes, but those who fight until the end and are forced to become prisoners should be shamed?

maybe.

Being a prisoner is not surrender.

"How many of our officers and soldiers were captured by the Japanese army?" Luo Yao asked.

"Thousands of people. I don't know exactly how many there are." Wei Zhiming was stunned when he was asked. He really didn't know the specific number. He would have to go back and check it out.

"Since it can still be of some use, let's give it a try, but I don't know if it can be saved. This depends on his life." Luo Yao thought for a moment and said.

"His calf is burnt and has suppurated. We don't have burn medicine. And even if he is transferred to a war zone hospital now, it will be a fool's errand to go down the mountain..."

"Just tell me, what should I do?"

"Amputation, the only way to save his life is to saw off the burned section of the calf."

Amputation?

How to get this condition?

What's more, with amputation, there is no risk of infection in the wound. There is still a risk of tetanus, which could lead to death.

"Who has a saw?" After a long silence, Luo Yao looked around and asked.

Everyone, look at me and I look at you. Whoever has nothing to do has a saw by his side and is not a carpenter.

"Amitabha, I am here." A deep Buddha's call came, and the old monk of Baolin Temple stood behind the crowd with his palms clasped.

"Master, why are you here?"

"Saving one life is better than building a seven-level float. There happens to be a saw in Lao Na Temple, so the donor can just pick it up and use it." The old monk said with compassion.

"Master, don't you hate it that these Japanese invaders flew planes and dropped bombs from the sky, blowing up this thousand-year-old temple?" Luo Yao asked.

"Amitabha, put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately. If you lose a leg, this donor will be disabled for life. This can be regarded as atonement for his past sins." The old monk clasped his palms together and said.

"I'm afraid that his sins are so severe that he won't be able to withstand the pain of sawing his bones, and he will die!" Luo Yao snorted coldly.

"The donor also said that the sins are serious, and it is the same to go underground to atone for them." The old monk nodded.

"Master is right." Luo Yao was speechless. This old monk could speak, and he seemed to be free and easy.

Get the saw.

It is used by ordinary carpenters. It is coated with a layer of oil. It is obviously used regularly and has been well maintained.

It is definitely not possible to use it directly like this. The grease on it must be removed and disinfected. As for the rust, there is already an oxide layer on it. Besides, there is no time to remove the rust. At worst, after sawing, I can use the knife handle to cut the cross section. Just cut off the meat.

"Who is coming?" Luo Yao picked up the saw and asked.

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but no one came forward.

"Team leader, let me do it." Yang Fan, who had taken a hot shower and put on a set of clean clothes, squeezed to the front and said.

"Okay, then I'll follow you. Two more people will help me hold him down later?" Luo Yao nodded. This job cannot be done by one person, at least it can be done by two people.

Without anesthesia, although the person is still in a coma, once the leg is amputated, the person will inevitably wake up under severe pain, and then the only way is to use brute force.

"I'll do it." Kinoshita Shosui, who had been silent and stood watching from behind, stood up.

"Okay, it's just you, everyone else can go out." Luo Yao waved his hand and asked everyone in the tent to go out first.