Chapter 13: Injured Soldiers ()

(...All the way were corpses, all the wounded people who could not transport them to death halfway; because there were enemy planes in the sky, our wounded soldiers could not be transported at night. When they encountered enemy planes during the day, the transport soldiers had to throw them away and hide. In just one month, the road from Luodian front line to the rear was corpses, and they could not be transported... Excerpted from "Grandpa's Memories of the War of Resistance")

Grandpa Zu is a master of close-knit fight, but Cao Xiaomin is not. Moreover, he was tortured by the pain all over his body and almost lost the desire to survive. Resistance or hard work is just an instinct! Cao Xiaomin's right rifle hit the Japanese face horizontally, but the power was too small and it only smashed him a little bit. Then the Japanese man covered in blood and extremely ferocious blood grabbed his neck - this is very dangerous. As long as he fell to the ground, the Japanese man's hand could force and use his body weight and impact force to break his neck!

Cao Xiaomin knew this and told him... He endured the spasm of the whole body caused by pulling the left rib. He grabbed the other person's hand and pulled it aside with his left hand. At the same time, he twisted his body while holding the other person's neck with his right hand and supporting it up. With a "splash", the two fell heavily in the trenches. Cao Xiaomin was lucky to not let the Japanese exert force. However, his weak body could not hold back the Japanese with a broken arm. He pressed his throat hard by pressing his right hand tightly. The Japanese stood up on Cao Xiaomin's neck like doing one-hand push-ups. Cao Xiaomin's eyes were pitch black, his head was dizzy, and there was no trace of air in his lungs. He grabbed the other person's hand with his left hand and shook it hard, but his right hand had already let go of the other person's neck and grabbed it in the air with a conditioned reflex...

"Boom!" A grenade dropped by anyone on both sides exploded above them. The huge shock wave rolled up the broken-armed Japanese man with a broken arm like a sudden rain. He was killed in an instant. Cao Xiaomin, who was also shocked by the explosion, escaped because the Japanese were blocked. He used his last strength to pull the Japanese hand that was still tightly pressed on his neck, and then fainted in front of him...

"Just wake up, don't let yourself fall asleep, don't sleep..." A very gentle female voice rang in her ears, and Cao Xiaomin's eyes gradually became clear, and a pretty face with a unique tenderness of women appeared in front of her...

"Kanai..." He called out in a voice that was so weak that he could hear clearly and could not say anything anymore. It was not Kanai, he knew, he recognized it. He knew that he was on a stretcher, and he could feel the pain caused by the shaking of the stretcher.

"Hurry up, it's already dawn, the Japanese plane is coming again..." As he twisted his body hard, he saw clearly the person carrying the stretcher in front, a medical soldier with a red cross wrapped around his arm. There were several stretchers carried by civilians next to him, and there were wounded soldiers like him who were ignorant of the life and death. The little girl was also holding a stretcher to help, and she was carrying a first aid kit on her back...

"Hide quickly!...The plane..." As the shouts came, he felt a fatal shaking, his whole body hurt like apart, and then he was thrown to the ground with a stretcher... But the little girl actually rushed up and lay on him! The unique aura of the female body suddenly aroused his life instinct. He felt that it was no longer so uncomfortable, he wanted to survive!...Don't leave me and take me away! Being pressed by the little girl, the tough guy on the battlefield could no longer speak, but he was begging in his heart...

"...There were all corpses along the way, all the wounded people who could not transport them to death halfway; because there were enemy planes in the sky, our wounded soldiers could not be transported at night. When they encountered enemy planes attacked during the day, the transport soldiers had to throw them away and avoid them. In just one month, the road from Luodian front line to the rear was full of corpses, and they could not be transported..." At this moment, a passage from the memoirs of his grandfather that made him almost desperate appeared in his mind!

Will they leave me to run for my own life? Will they be killed by the plane? He couldn't believe anyone except this little girl who would pounce on him... Cao Xiaomin endured the severe pain all over his body, and suddenly he pushed the little girl away: "Hurry up, hide..." He shouted at the little girl. If the little girl was beaten to death, no one would take him out, he thought. At this time, he found himself lying beside a corpse - a rotten and stinking corpse covered with maggots, and those corpses wearing broken Kuomintang military uniforms, those wounded people who were abandoned and died on the roadside mentioned in their memoirs!

The Japanese plane began to dive into the crowd on the ground, and the crowd cried and ran around, and the wounded soldiers who endured pain were scattered all over the ground!... I will die, I will die on this road full of corpses, and then I will smell, rot, and grow maggots... Cao Xiaomin cried in despair in his heart. He really didn't want to die; at this time the only spiritual comfort was that he hoped that he could travel back to his original time and space after death...

In despair, countless faces flirted with his mind, including those comrades who died in battle with only one chance, and the second master who was ignorant of life and death, named Zi, Dan Er... and the ferocious Japanese soldier with one arm and bearded face, the Japanese soldier who was about to strangle him to death; the big bearded man looked like him, like his future father-in-law in the original time and space...

"I know you will love Jiana very much, and you can see that you are a careful and considerate man..." The bearded old man himself got drunk: "You will be a good husband, better than me... I am very rough, Jiana has suffered a lot of fucking hard..."

Jiana once told him that her father was a fisherman, but she never said that he was a fisherman with two ocean-going fishing vessels, eight offshore fishing boats and a wholesale aquatic products market!

Although Cao Xiaomin never thought of greed for the wealth of a rich girl, after he met the bearded fisherman and his future father-in-law, he was almost knocked down by the sudden happiness: Kana Iwasaki turned out to be the daughter of a fishing company owner, and her only child!

"I don't mean to lie to you... I just don't want to bring you any psychological burden..." Iwasaki Kana explained to Cao Xiaomin with deep apology. The reason why she didn't tell him clearly about his father's true identity, seemed to have made a huge mistake...

The rough fishing old man was not as rough as he looked. On the contrary, the old man seemed to be very satisfied with his little face... so lucky and so happy!... But now all this has nothing to do with him. He traveled through time and was thrown on the battlefield of the Battle of Shanghai in 1937, and was thrown on the aisle full of corpses waiting to die... In the midst of sadness and despair, Cao Xiaomin fainted again.

Repeatedly, he fainted, woke up, woke up, fainted. His consciousness was vaguely shuttled between the two time and space. What was shaking in front of him was a pair of magpies embroidered with white thread on the corner of the little girl's clothes above the buttocks, jumping around like a living...

Along the way, he saw some civilians who were not afraid of death burying the bodies of the road; along the way, there were Kuomintang soldiers wearing messy military uniforms passing by; along the way, there were brave civilians like little girls forming medical teams, under the protection of several soldiers, braved the enemy plane's guns and bullets to head towards the front...

He saw the possibility of survival. They did not abandon him. After the enemy's plane flew away, they lifted the stretcher and continued to move forward staggeringly. The little girl continued to shuttle between the stretchers, sometimes talking to the wounded, and sometimes stopping to stop the bleeding... But they really put down a dead wounded on the way; this made Cao Xiaomin always open his eyes regardless of whether he was clear or not, and he was afraid that he would be thrown away by them as a dead person!

How many times did he encounter an enemy air strike? Two or three times? Cao Xiaomin couldn't remember clearly in a daze, he only knew that it was definitely not once. Later, the voices began to rush, and later he was surrounded by everyone and entered the hospital; at this time he fainted, and completely relieved, and knew that he would not be left on the road again...
Chapter completed!