Chapter 310 Scary Doctor Sokov dragged Belkin to his tent, and when he was about to open the curtain and go in, suddenly there was a sound of killing from the side. He turned his head curiously, and saw a man in the open space in the middle of the tent. A group of fighters are training, and many people are watching. Seeing Sokov stop and look towards the direction where the soldiers were training, Belkin hastily explained to him: "This is Seryozha leading the soldiers of the guard company to conduct training." "The guard company is training?" Belkin's words aroused Sokov's curiosity: "What do they train?" Belkin thought for a while, then replied: "Assassination, capture of prisoners and so on. Comrade Brigadier, do you want to go and have a look?" "Okay, okay," the guard company is a force to protect their own safety. Maybe in the next Stalingrad defense battle, they will also need to temporarily act as a fire brigade. It is absolutely necessary to know their strength in advance. So as soon as Belkin proposed to watch the training of the guard company, Sokov nodded and agreed: "Let's go and have a look." The two came to the place where the guard company was training. Sokov found that the soldiers who were training hadn't watched much yet. There were 20 fighters performing stabbing training on the field, and they were divided into two teams according to the look of the armor. They didn't stab each other face to face with wooden guns as Sokov imagined, but they had already fought into a ball. A warrior in red armor stabbed down a warrior in blue armor when he was thrown down by another blue armor warrior. The blue armored warrior rode on him, pulled out a wooden dagger, and stabbed him in the throat. How could the red-armored warrior be willing to hang his hands and wait for death? He hurriedly grabbed the opponent's throat with one hand, and grabbed the opponent's dagger-holding wrist with the other... Seeing the astonishment on Sokov's face, Belkin smiled and said to him: "Comrade Brigadier, this is what Seryozha meant. He said that training is close to actual combat, which is conducive to the rapid improvement of troops." combat power." As for Belkin's statement, Sokov agreed in his heart. The kind of training that looks like fists and legs is pleasing to the eye, but it is revealed when he goes on the battlefield. He nodded, and continued to stare at the red-armored soldier who fell to the ground and still did not give up.
The blue-armored warrior riding on the red-armored warrior was obviously stronger than the red-armored warrior, and the dagger approached the red-armored warrior's throat little by little. At this critical moment, suddenly a red-armored warrior who had just stabbed his opponent rushed over, swung the wooden spear in his hand, and smashed it thickly on the blue-armored warrior. The body of the blue-armored soldier paused, and the dagger that stabbed the red-armored soldier couldn't go any further. At the same time, the red-armored soldier who succeeded in the sneak attack smashed the blue-armored soldier to the ground a few more times... Compared with the stabbing training, the prisoner training on the other side of the training ground is much deserted. Two soldiers in German uniforms, pretending to be German sentries, walked back and forth with guns in hand, and two soldiers on the mission of capturing prisoners crawled closer to them. When they got close to the sentry, they jumped up from the ground, rushed to the back of the sentry, covered their mouths with their left hand, and then stabbed the sentry's heart with a wooden dagger. "Comrade Commissar," Sokov asked Belkin curiously when he saw this, "This is nothing more than clearing out the German sentries. How can it be called prisoner training?" "This is just the first step," Belkin explained to Sokov: "If you want to capture the important task of the German army, the first thing to do is to clear the outer sentinels..." While speaking, the two sentries stood on their own again. In the original position, a new group of fighters began to crawl towards them again. Sokov looked around and accidentally found that the health captain Pavlov was standing not far away, so he walked over and greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Seeing you here, how is it, the training of the guard company is interesting, right?" "Hello, Comrade Brigadier!" Seeing Sokov's appearance, Pavlov, who was watching the excitement, was about to raise his hand to salute, but was stopped. He grinned and replied, "It's very beautiful." Regarding Pavlov's comment, Sokov couldn't help laughing. He said to the other party: "Comrade military doctor, do you think there are any shortcomings in this kind of training?" If Sokov didn't ask this sentence, maybe their conversation would stop here. Now that he heard Sokov's question, Pavlov felt that it was necessary for him to express some of the problems he had discovered: "Comrade Brigadier, what should I say, this kind of training is indeed very real and beautiful, but based on my doctor's From that point of view, there are many problems.” Pavlov's words aroused Sokov's strong interest: "Comrade military doctor, if you have any questions, you might as well tell them!" Since Sokov asked himself to give his opinion, Pavlov was naturally impolite. He pointed to the two sentries in the field: "Comrade Brigadier, you have seen the training of clearing the sentries. Our soldiers are all After approaching the enemy, he suddenly jumped up from the ground, covered the enemy's mouth with his hand, and then stabbed the enemy's heart with the dagger." "That's right, that's right." In Sokov's mind, this way of killing the sentry should be a textbook-level model for later generations, so he asked puzzledly, "Is there anything wrong?" "Yes, Comrade Brigadier." Pavlov nodded and continued: "A stab in the heart can certainly kill the opponent, and the enemy will scream out because of the pain. Even if soldiers cover their mouths, It will also make a noise, which will expose the target." Sokov recalled what Pavlov said, and found it very reasonable, so he asked curiously: "Comrade military doctor, do you have any solutions to solve this problem?" "Of course there are." Pavlov smiled lightly, and continued: "If the knife stabbed by the soldier was in the lungs of the enemy, the situation would be different. Because the blood would immediately pour into the lungs." head, submerging the alveoli, so that it seems impossible for the enemy to shout anyway. In addition, if it is stuck on the heart, it will cause splash bleeding, and the amount of bleeding is very large, but if it is stuck in the lungs, it will not, and the amount of bleeding is very small. In doing so, it can also prevent nearby enemies from smelling blood, thus arousing vigilance. " After listening to Pavlov's explanation, Sokov felt that it was very reasonable. He silently kept these in his heart and planned to explain it to Sergei in private later. He pointed to the stabbing training that was coming to an end in the distance, and continued to ask: "Comrade military doctor, do you have anything to add to the stabbing training over there?" "Comrade Brigadier, a soldier in red armor fell to the ground just now, and a soldier in blue armor riding on him tried to stab him with a dagger." Pavlov looked at Sukov and asked tentatively: "You have seen it all. ?" "Of course I saw it." Sokov nodded, and added: "It was another red-armored soldier who rushed over and knocked down the blue-armored soldier riding on him with a wooden spear, and he was rescued. What, Is that a problem too?" "A human's back bones are very hard and can withstand the blow of gravity." Pavlov said expressionlessly, "You didn't see that man took several blows in a row before knocking down that blue armored warrior." Yes, if he was on the battlefield, he probably lost his own life before he knocked down the blue-armored warrior."
"Comrade military doctor," Sokov knew very well in his heart that understanding and familiarity with the body's structure and bones is naturally the strong point of doctors, especially military doctors, so he asked Pavlov humbly: "Then What do you think the fighter should have hit, knocked off the head?" Unexpectedly, Pavlov shook his head after hearing what he said, and said: "German soldiers all wear steel helmets. Even if they are smashed down with a gun butt, at most it can only cause a short-term fainting, but it is difficult to kill them. The person who carried out the sneak attack , it also takes several times in a row to kill the opponent." "Then where should our soldiers attack?" "Cervical spine." Pavlov said coldly: "It only takes one click, and the **** of the gun can break the opponent's cervical spine, which can kill the opponent on the spot." Pavlov's words gave Sokov a sense of enlightenment. He never imagined that a doctor who saves patients can propose so many quick and fatal methods. He couldn't help but imagine that a high-achieving student in a certain medical university in the later generations stabbed his cheating boyfriend more than 30 times, but the knife avoided the vital point. It was dealt with lightly. Thinking about these two things together, Sokov shivered a little, and he came to a conclusion in his heart: Doctors are really terrible! (end of this chapter)