Chapter 24 24. Battle Goddess

Zhao Hui (doctor of Division A Hospital, captain of Laoshan Ten Sisters Field Rescue Team, lived in Maoerdong in Nalakou Yingzhi Rescue Center together with Liu Yaling, a nurse from No. 67 Hospital, in the summer of 1987. forty days and nights): I went there on the morning of June 8th. I walked for more than an hour, which felt like ten minutes. After crossing the 100-meter life-and-death line, the military workers told me that it was too early to scare you.When we arrived at Yingzhi, we found that the hole for the two of us was quite big, and the two of us could lie down and sit up, which was much better than expected.

The soldiers at the front followed the women like monkeys. When we were about to arrive, we saw people poking their heads out from afar and gesticulating that we were coming. Some simply stood on the side of the road and stared, waiting for us to pass by. Just call ahead. It rained continuously for the first week, it was cool, and I could wear clothes. On the eighth day, it suddenly fell to 43 degrees. They were embarrassed, and I said, don’t suffer, just wear pants.There was a hygienist with very long hair on his legs, and he always wore long johns. I said, what are you doing? Are medical students afraid of this and that?They specially repaired a toilet for us, and repairing it discharged seven mines.

I went up to find out about skin diseases, and when I arrived, I called the front one after another to ask questions. When I heard our voices, I insisted on singing.I don't know how to sing at all, I have never sung in front of people, and when I think of the hard work and monotony of the soldiers in front, and on the phone, I just sing, and I don't care if I am out of tune.Sometimes I called six or seven times a day, asking you to sing and chat with you. I told you that you would sleep during the day, and singing would affect your rest. They said we wouldn’t sleep if you didn’t sing, so I had to sing.Some were poor and teasing the poor, and asked if they had any friends, I said no, they said there are plenty here, you can choose whatever you want; if I said yes, they wanted to eat wedding candy, and said you can brag to him, there are good ones here .One is closer to the front than the back.The soldiers in front entrusted the military industry to bring us canned food, handicrafts such as small peace doves, and some asked us to be guests.But when I really asked to go, the battalion commander refused to let me go. I asked the people in front to intercede, but they said that would not work, this place is too dangerous, it is not the place for you two to come.It seems that fighting is only a matter for their men.

I was looking forward to the rain the most in the front, so I could wash my clothes with some water, and there would be all kinds of smells in the hole and on my body, so bear with it, wouldn't it only be a month.They take care of us and give us plenty of water. We can brush our teeth once a day, wash our face, make it up, and eat soup.I went up and brought several sets of underwear, but when they got dirty, I threw away three sets.When I got down, it was so dirty, I couldn't wash my clothes, my hair was in locks, I had to wash at least ten basins of water.In the middle, we also took a bath in the pit carried by the water at the bottom of the mountain. The pit was dirty, but the people in front drank the water carried from here.When washing, of course they will stand guard.

When they first went up, they welcomed it but didn't trust it, saying that the yellow-haired girl was here to join in the fun, and after rescuing the first wounded, they said it was still useful and quite manageable.That morning when I was cooking, I heard a dull sound. Dr. Dai said that something was going to happen, it was a large-caliber gun. After a while, the switchboard said that there were wounded, and we prepared immediately.Both of them were thoracoabdominal joint injuries, so they were evacuated as soon as possible after treatment.Then I lifted two more, and my heart sank. The covered head became a flat surface, and it was a martyr. This head is also covered, is it also a martyr?There is also a pulse, which is a facial impact injury, which is bandaged and sent away, and the martyr is treated later.He was very miserable, his face was completely gone, his jaw and lower teeth were left, only a small part of his right forearm was left, his left arm was broken, his right leg was broken, and his intestines flowed out.We stuffed the intestines in, put a lot of gauze triangles on the face, and wrapped it like a complete head. I didn't think he sacrificed at the time, but I felt very miserable. It shouldn't be like this. Maybe he talked to me on the phone yesterday.There is no one around who does not cry.I felt that he seemed to be asleep, so I handled him lightly, and finally tied him to a stretcher, going up and down the mountain to avoid falling and hurting him.When we were treating the wounded, the soldiers next to them wiped the wounded's face and body with face towels, and wiped them with the water they were usually reluctant to drink.I burst into tears, usually I don't like to cry.

I caught up with a total of three sneak attacks by secret agents during the camp.Once I found the Vietnamese army at the bottom of the mountain in the middle of the night, and I followed. I threw five grenades down the mountain, and it rang six times, detonating a landmine.In this way, after rescuing more than a dozen wounded, after hearing a little more noise, they came back in a daze. As soon as I got back to the hospital, people came rushing over, asking this and that, wishing I could open a hundred mouths and give each one a sentence. I didn't know who to talk to.After washing well, I lay down in my bed, feeling as comfortable as a fairy.I dare to jump in the aisle, I dare to jump, and I want to punch someone when I meet.

After I came back, the people in front of me kept calling me at the hospital, saying, Dr. Zhao, why did you leave? Our place will be even more boring once you leave. Maoerdong talks about women, of course they are more eager to see women. The title of "Goddess of the Battlefield" is enough to reflect the mentality of Maoerdong people, but on the other hand, they instinctively cannot let women go to such a place, so that they can suffer what should have been done. Men take risks. Female writer Cheng Xing sneaked into Nala once.As soon as she arrived at the battalion command position, a cook saw that she was a stranger and thought she was a spy, so she grabbed a grenade and chased after her.Just when she was about to cross-examine, she saw the trainer talk to her. It turned out to be one of her own, and the leader turned around and left.She heard him say as he walked: How the hell did this battle get to this point, the men are all dead, let them fight.

A man with cat ear piercing said that it is really comfortable to be naked in the cat ear piercing and on the battlefield. It is a comfort that comes from the heart. This time can best reflect that war is our men's career.