Battle of the Third Reich

Weierle is a thoughtful person, before he makes any decision, he will first consider the accidents that may be encountered. But the scene in front of him was obviously the scene he most didn’t want to see. The head of state accidentally exposed his identity under the large crowd, and at this time there were only six followers added to his side. What’s worse is that one of them is now lying on his own. In the pool of blood.

Jaeger’s injury is not very optimistic. The lung puncture wound should have caused a pneumothorax. I don’t know if any other organs have been injured, and what is the internal bleeding. What can be confirmed now is if the sergeant is lucky this time Will survive and his life will change completely.

Weierle had seen many wounded people in similar situations during the war. Usually, even if these people recovered, they were no longer suitable for continuing service in the army, and they could only participate in some light manual labor in the latter half of their lives. The National Defense Forces have a complete set of compassionate and placement plans for officers and soldiers retired or disabled due to injuries. They even customize various prosthetic limbs for officers and soldiers with physical disabilities in combat. All of them are printed with the flying eagle stamp accepted by the German logistics department.

"Come back!" Colonel Dougan stood up in front of the head of state. He raised a pistol up to the sky and deterred the people around him who were going to move.

"Protect the head of state!" The two remaining guards also pulled out their pistols. In this case, there was no one to worry about whether it would cause panic.

"Everyone backed away." Disenhofen pulled out the PPK pistol from the rib holster, and together with several other guards, surrounded Xu Jun in the middle.

On the streets of Berlin in the 40s, the deterrent effect of guns is still quite large. Of course, Dougan’s costume of their Gestapo also played a role. At least the order on the spot was temporarily controlled. People were excited and took the head of state. Surrounded by groups. ,

Weierle felt that he must **** the head of state to leave from here immediately before the situation could not be fixed, because he found that more and more people were moving closer to the place from all directions.

"I'm Reinhardt von Steide! The head of the Great German Empire!" Xu Jun pushed away from Colonel Dougan and said aloud to the crowd around him.

Noisy scenes, as the head of state suddenly spoke, suddenly became quiet.

"Hi! Reinhardt!" I don't know which one suddenly started, and after a second, the atmosphere of the scene burst like a volcano again.

"Hi! Reinhardt!" "Victory! Long live!" "Long live! Long live!" People cheered wildly.

At least half of the people present were members of the Nazi Party, and the rest were full of identification with the young head. These people may not have dreamed before. There will be such a day of close contact with the apostle. At this moment, coupled with the influence of the surrounding people, the brain has fallen into an extreme state of excitement. What is the restraint and self-control of the Germans? Throwed out of Jiu Xiaoyun.

"Please be quiet! Please be quiet!" Xu Jun stretched his arms and made a quiet gesture.

"Quiet! Listen to the head of state!"

"Everyone is quiet!" The citizens standing in front also began to call out loudly to the surroundings, but the cheers continued to ring for more than ten seconds before they gradually subsided.

Weierle secretly estimated that in just a minute, at least a thousand people had gathered around this area. If not controlled, how would this number eventually grow, and the Chief of Staff would not dare to go Imagine.

"Very good, how many are Nazi Party members here, please raise your arms to show me." Xu Jun asked aloud.

"I am, my head."

"And me! My head!"

"I joined in three or five years!"

"All party members present raised their hands!" In a blink of an eye, all around raised their arms together.

"Comrades, there is now a seriously wounded person. He is also our comrade. In order to prevent the gangsters from committing murder and being bravely wounded, I need to be sent to the hospital for rescue immediately. I now ask you in the name of the head of the German Empire to maintain order on the spot. , Leaving a bit of room for the wounded." The head's loud voice echoed over the crowd's head.

"Willing to serve, my head."

"Go back and give the injured some space!"

"Go back! All back!"

"Don't squeeze on." The crowd began to retreat in response to the harmony, and soon a large space was made in the middle of the walkway.

The adoration of authority by ordinary Germans in this era is incomparable to any period in history, not to mention the order of the head of empire, and the word "request" is also used.

When the Germans became enthusiastic, they often couldn't help but forget the education they had received in the past. In the large-scale assembly activities in the past years, a large number of police forces were required to maintain order every time. A situation like this can almost be regarded as a miracle. The head of state simply separated the crowd like a tide by virtue of his personal charm.

"My head! I am a surgeon and I don't know if I can help." A well-dressed man asked the crowd out of the crowd.

"Great, this doctor, what is your name." Xu Jun asked with a smile.

"Dr. Hermann Kuhn, a surgeon at Berlin City Hospital, my head of state." Kuhn nodded politely.

"Nice to meet you, Doctor Kuhn, we are in need of your help." Xu Jun expressed his welcome to the doctor.

"Are there any doctors here?" several bold citizens asked aloud at this time.

"I am, please let me go, I am a military doctor!" The crowd quickly let out a passage, and the military doctor squeezed to the front.

"Army Major Schulte salutes you, my head." The military medical major raised his hand in salute. He wore a brand new army gown and carried the emblem of the medical doctor on the epaulet.

"Very good, major, you go to see the wounded immediately." Xu Jun returned to the military salute, then pointed to Jaeger who was lying on the side.

"Follow your orders, my head." The major saluted the military salute again, and then hurried towards the wounded.

"My head, your car is ready." A guard came forward and reported. The guard guarded the second car just now, but failed to catch up with the accident. When he found something was wrong, he hurried over with four submachine guns.

"Don't worry, I can't leave until the wounded are stable." Xu Jun waved his hand and motioned for the guard to flash aside.

"Sergeant Jaeger's condition is terrible, there is internal bleeding in the chest, I gave him two shots of morphine, and now I need to give him blood immediately, a lot of blood." Soon Dr. Kuhn and Major Schulte checked the injury, Come and report to Xu Jun together.

"Do you have any solutions?" Xu Jun asked.

"My medical bag carries blood transfusion tools, but the problem is that we don't have plasma on our hands." Dr. Kuhn replied.

"Is it possible to input fresh blood directly?" Xu Jun is not very good at medical treatment, but he grew up in the era of knowledge explosion.

"This requires a blood test, but I did not carry reagents and a microscope." Kuhn replied embarrassedly.

"Sergeant Jaeger is blood type A." Dougan interjected.

Every German soldier undergoes a blood test at the time of enlistment and will be recorded on his military card and military card. Usually these medical parameters are also recorded on the inside of the military uniform, but today the sergeant is wearing plain clothes and not wearing uniforms.

"There are at least a thousand people here, and some people always know their blood type." Xu Jun made a decision at this moment.

"Everyone listens to me. Now the wounded need urgent blood transfusion. I hope that comrades with blood type A can stand up and donate their blood to save this brave soldier. As the head of the empire, I will be ranked first. Xu Jun finished taking off his coat and suit, and rolled up the shirt sleeve.

"Let's start with me first, doctor, if I remember correctly, I am also type A blood." The head of state smiled brilliantly, showing his white arms.

"Wait a moment, my head, I need to sterilize the needle first." Dr. Kuhn opened the medical purse he carried with full of emotion.

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Today is Double 11 and in the past, it was shopping until the last moment. I am now overseas, I thought I had escaped this year’s hacking, but I did not expect that there is the legendary "Black Friday" here, and the author’s wallet is still there. Promising future, wipe sweat.