Emergency Doctor Mercenary Road: Chapter 720 The accident of 1942
Chapter 720 The accident of 1942
"The Eagle Party will definitely find the murderer, and even implicate others." Yakov shook his head and disagreed. He knew very well the brutal past of the Chinese in the concentration camp.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of these trivial matters, you'd better not bother with these details. Tell me about the defense of the concentration camp and the surrounding situation, as much as you know, and don't tell me that you haven't thought of escaping."
"Okay, I really thought about escaping the prison, but the concentration camp was illuminated by searchlights 24 hours a day, heavy machine guns were set up on all sides of the watchtowers, and patrols appeared every hour.
Besides, there are minefields around the concentration camp. How can we break out of the encirclement? What's the plan? "
"I have an inside line, and I also have an outside connection! However, in order to prevent leaks, you can't tell anyone about this, not even Alyosha!" Lu Fei pretended to look around mysteriously, with an unfathomable look.
"Understood, if you can bring food, I know you must have a way." Yakov wiped his tears and turned into Mrs. Xianglin.
"You are not an ordinary person. As long as you want to be in the hands of the mustache, the motherland and leaders will not be at ease. I will definitely let you go out! From now on, you have to be the same as usual, you should be depressed, even more depressed than usual. more difficult."
"I understand! Thank you! Not everyone can take the initiative to go deep into the concentration camp, you are a real warrior and hero!"
"That's right, I'm not humble enough to say that I've killed more Chinese people than the guards here."
"Hi, are you from the Cheka?"
"No, I drive a KV2. I'll tell you later whether there are some or not. It doesn't matter. By the way, don't attract attention recently, and leave the Polish affairs to me."
"That's great, they often bully me and sometimes beat me. I can't beat a few of them alone."
"I'll pay them back every hardship you've suffered! These fascist accomplices are not bullying you, but the entire Soviet Union, and the entire Soviet people!"
After saying a few more words, the two broke up. It took too long for the first meeting to avoid suspicion.
It was early 7pm when the Polish prisoner came in.
No matter how domineering he was, he was still a prisoner and had to live in a barracks.
Lu Fei was sitting in a group of prisoners in Britain and America, chatting and laughing with them.
Mainly because one of the prisoners was John, whom he had treated. He warmly invited him to have a chat, admiring his medical skills and English ability, and being able to communicate with each other.
The Polish prisoner raised his head and watched a bunch of people standing together laughing and laughing, especially Lu Fei, who couldn't pull a little, and his anger didn't come out.
Prisoners in the concentration camps have been deprived of their self-esteem and have certain rights. Under such extreme conditions of entanglement and duality, they are extremely perverted and narrow-minded, and they cannot accept that other prisoners ignore him and are not under his leadership. .
He sat among the three Poles with a gloomy face, and the four of them muttered a few words.
Soon the prisoner got up and walked to the entrance of the gate. Three Polish compatriots got up and helped him shut the gate together.
The creaking sound alarmed all the prisoners in the barracks. They turned around.
Generally, the barracks are closed at 8:00 pm. Today is a bit wrong, it is much earlier.
"Vladimir, come here!" the Polish prisoner shouted in German.
Lu Fei glanced at the smug prisoner's head, and then looked at the three Poles beside him, their purpose was already clear. If I don't call him today, I won't give up.
I originally wanted to take care of them slowly, but since I want to kill myself, I can't blame me!
Lu Fei shrugged indifferently and walked forward.
Yakov and Alyosha caught up behind him and wanted to go forward with him. On the other side, John and a few British and American prisoners also got up and prepared to support him.
There is no one here to support the Polish prisoners except their own country.
Lu Fei smiled and turned around and raised his hand to stop everyone's footsteps.
"It's a big deal, everyone sit down."
Lu Fei walked over.
The prisoner on the opposite side was startled when he saw that many people were about to follow.
Lu Fei came alone, and he let out a sigh of relief and regained his arrogant and arrogant expression.
In a relatively large open space in front of the door, Lu Fei stood in the middle, and three Poles surrounded him behind him.
"New Slavic brat, because of you, I was beaten by the Chinese today! I won't kill you either. You kneel down and apologize to me, and let me slap me twice! This matter is over."
"Otherwise? I want to know what options are there." Lu Fei replied with a smile, his body relaxed.
"Hey, then don't blame me, it's time for you to enter the crematorium in ten minutes!"
"I'm so afraid, are you not afraid that the Chinese will trouble you?"
"What's the problem with me, you are just fighting each other, you are weak and you were killed by accident."
"You really listen to him too? Aren't you afraid that the Chinese will send you to the gas chamber?" Lu Fei looked at the three Polish tool men and asked contemptuously.
As soon as these words came out, there was a hint of hesitation and fear on the faces of the three Poles.
"Don't listen to him, the Chinese people listen to me. I will tell the Chinese people that he accidentally fell to his death. Even if you fight each other and die, you will be reprimanded a few times at most." The Polish prisoner hurriedly explained.
Lu Fei looked at the three Poles who believed the prisoner's words, approached slowly, and sighed.
"You said that you are a nation that is often destroyed and restored by others. You are not cautious and self-confidence. Now you recognize a thief as a father, and instead of fighting with the people of the country to the end, you are a lackey.
What do you want me to do with you? Kill them all, don't respect human rights, don't kill them, you're going to **** me again. "
Not waiting for the prisoner to react to the meaning of the words, Lu Fei suddenly took a step back. Not knowing how he did it, the man suddenly jumped out of the encirclement and stood behind the two Poles.
Before they could react, Lu Fei reached out with his left and right hands, and slashed the back of their necks with both palms.
The two tall Poles fell silent and fell to the ground, twitching.
Now that he has made his move, Lu Fei will not stop, he has to die endlessly!
As the two fell, Lu Fei took the first two steps and smashed the third Pole in front of him with a punch with his left hand. The Poles leaned down unconsciously in pain.
"Boom!" Lu Fei followed with a right hook and hit him on the chin.
With a thud, the third Pole simply passed out.
"You! You, don't come here! Help...
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"Boom!"
Lu Fei's hand was like lightning, and a left swing punch hit Prison's head's temple.
The Polish prisoner shook his head and fell heavily on the mud ground.
In the blink of an eye, all four of them had passed out and fell to the ground.
A dozen or so meters away, seventeen or eight prisoners were dumbfounded, unable to make a sound.
Lu Fei didn't stop there. He knew that if he released the evil dog this time, he would definitely be attacked, and he would suffer from the snake instead of dying.
You can't do such a stupid thing yourself.
"Don't come here, this has nothing to do with you!"
turned his head to warn the spectators, Lu Fei squatted beside the Polish prisoner and blocked the eyes of everyone behind him with his body.
He took out a syringe filled with high-concentration potassium chloride from the space ring and inserted it into the jugular vein of the Polish prisoner. Push it to the end!
The last time I used potassium chloride to kill the Gestapo, it was very useful. Heart disease, in this harsh living environment, who has no heart problems.
After pulled out the syringe and put it into the space ring, in just a few seconds, the severe pain made Polan head bow his body and wake up.
Lu Fei had already expected that, his left hand covered his mouth, his right hand pressed his body, and the whole person was pressed up.
The relative posture of the two is very shameful and fascinating.
The Polish prisoner shouted, his body desperately resisting. It's a pity that he couldn't exert his strength in pain, and sweat poured out like spring water.
The prisoners more than ten meters behind Lu Fei were scared to death!
They are not stupid, although they can't see what Lu Fei did, but it must be a life-threatening thing!
A few minutes later, the Polish prisoner's face turned pale, he exhaled more and less, his body lost control and relaxed.
Lu Fei let him go, turned around and asked, "Where are the three Poles sleeping?"
A dozen people behind him stretched out their hands at the same time and pointed to the beds in the middle.
Lu Fei smiled and nodded. He grabbed the middle of the Polish prisoner's clothes with one hand and carried him to the bed. The other one was quickly caught.
After everything was done, he returned to the prisoner, found a whistle on him, and blew it.
After a few beeps, Lu Fei called Yakov and Alyosha over, and the three opened the barracks door.
"Come here, someone fell ill!"
Lu Fei suddenly opened his mouth and shouted, startling the inmates.
This wave of operations really surprised them, especially how could the prisoner head fail? Is it covered to death?
Before they could spread their wings of association, there was a commotion outside the barracks. A minute later, the prisoners of the other barracks ran in, and soon the patrolling SS also rushed in.
"The prisoner's head suddenly fell to the ground and he held his chest tightly. Maybe it was a heart attack." Lu Fei shouted loudly.
After he finished speaking, he turned to look at his cellmate behind him.
Yakov and John nodded quickly, and the others also came to their senses and spoke for themselves.
"Yeah, the prisoner's head fell down suddenly, and Mr. Vladimir's first aid didn't work either."
"Bring in the German doctors, they may have medical equipment here."
"Send it to the hospital."
"How can we prisoners be qualified to go to the hospital?"
"Oh, what a pity, he's still young."
The SS sentry was dizzy due to the mess of information and multiple languages. He turned around and said to his companion: "Go and call Dr. Schneider. This prisoner doctor has nothing and can't save people."
Another sentinel flew away.
"Disperse them all so that the patient has enough air to breathe." Lu Fei commanded in a pretentious manner.
The SS sentry nodded again and again, and a group of spectators retreated to both sides.
At this time, the Polish prisoner was dying, and He He was speechless.
Lu Fei squatted down and put his fingers on his pulse, pressing down hard, while pretending to be anxious: "The heartbeat is getting weaker and weaker, I'm afraid it's going to die. When will Dr. Schneider come?"
The faces of the two SS sentries were a little embarrassed, but neither of them spoke.
Dr. Schneider was probably looking for Jewish female prisoners to discuss the reproductive structure.
I don’t know if it was because the Polish prisoner was unlucky or because of his mischief and fate. Schneider, the only military doctor in the German concentration camp, arrived 20 minutes later.
The head of the Polish prisoner has long been cold, and the whole body is icy cold.
Schneider, a fat middle-aged military doctor with gold-rimmed eyes, squatted down to check and looked up at Lu Fei.
"9527, I heard that your medical skills are good, you seem to be a general practitioner. Tell me, why he died suddenly."
(end of this chapter)