Reborn as a police officer in South Africa

Shukhevich was indeed seriously injured, but it was never to the extent that he had to cut off two arms and one leg.

If this were the Southern African Expeditionary Force, even if he was an ordinary private, the doctors in the field hospital would try their best to save his arms and legs. After all, it would affect his life for the next few decades, and the cost would be worth it.

Shukhevich——

I guess that's what the doctors discussed.

"The injury on this arm is a bit serious. It's a bit troublesome to pick out the shrapnel one by one. Let's just cut it off——"

"Since it's been cut, let's just cut this one too——"

"I heard that this guy is a war criminal. Will he run away?"

Still want to run?

Then just cut off the leg.

Anyway, war criminals will all be hanged after the war, so there is no use keeping this leg.

Don't ask why both legs were not cut off.

Just ask: Southern African doctors are kind-hearted.

So the guard's task is really not to prevent Shukhevich from escaping. Shukhevich can't escape now even if he wants to. He still has to use his hands to push the wheels of his wheelchair, and this guy doesn't either.

By Ramsden's standards, Shuhvich should be worse off than dead now.

But honest political cadres don't think so. They have only one criterion for judgment. Since Shukhevich is not dead, it is because the field hospital deliberately shielded him.

Russians are so stubborn.

Shukhevich in another time and space stayed in Ukraine to fight guerrillas after the end of World War II, and was later killed by the Russian army.

Bandera was poisoned in 1959 by KGB agent Stashinsky, who was later sentenced to eight years in prison.

In this time and space, Bandera has not yet been brought to justice, and Shukhevich has no chance to return to Ukraine to fight guerrillas.

"We need to increase the protection of Shukhevich. He cannot die yet." Sun Xiu did not ask in detail how Shukhevitch lost his arms and legs. As long as the person is not dead, that's fine.

It is estimated that the British will lose interest in Shukhevich if they find out about it.

The Russians were interested, especially the idle wounded. Not long after Shukhevich was sent to the ward, there were a lot of Russian wounded who approached Shukhevich's ward intentionally or unintentionally. There were many good reasons. In order for the wounded to recover, they had to

Appropriate activities.

The injured are hospitalized for treatment, not jailed, and have the right to move freely.

It's winter, it just snowed a few days ago, and it's icy and snowy everywhere. The weather has been fine these days, and there are a lot of injured people walking in the garden. Many injured people with leg injuries also go to the garden in wheelchairs to breathe fresh air. One person

The Russian nurse pushed a Russian second lieutenant and inadvertently approached Shukhevich's ward.

"Hey, brother, don't make things difficult for me -" the guards reminded politely. They all had official orders not to allow any Russians to approach Shukhevich's ward.

"Sorry, there are too many people in the garden and it's a bit noisy. I hope it can be quieter." The captain's injury was not serious. He had a cast on his foot and his arm was hanging on his chest. He obviously didn't pose much of a threat.

If you are injured to such an extent that it is difficult for you to stand up from the wheelchair, how much of a threat can you pose——

Even if he sneaked into Shukhevich's ward, he would probably only be able to spit on Shukhevich.

By the way, Shukhevich's mouth was not injured. He should have been able to fight back after being spit on.

Two grown men spitting at each other!

That scene——

"As long as you don't cross the red line -" the guard made a pun. There was really a red line painted on the ground.

"I promise I won't -" the captain smiled, turned around to express his gratitude to the nurse, and looked towards the vast white snow-capped mountains in the distance, which was so lonely and vast.

The nurse smiled so beautifully, said hello to the guard, fixed the captain's wheelchair in place, and went about her business.

The weather is nice today, with rare warm sunshine in winter, and many wounded people are asking to come out for some fresh air.

Now that the wheelchair was fixed in place, the threat was reduced by one level, and the guard looked at the captain with a gentler look.

To be honest, the Southern African expeditionary officers and soldiers still admire Russian officers and soldiers.

There are really not many countries that can recover from defeat when almost all of their active troops have been wiped out, their capitals have been razed to the ground, and most of their territory has fallen.

The only reason why it is useless is because there is still a country in the east that has not surrendered.

In terms of age, the captain is much younger than the guard with the rank of sergeant, and looks to be about twenty years old.

However, this conclusion is not reliable. Russians are a bit precocious in appearance. Teenagers with big beards look like people in their decades.

The two soldiers stared at each other, the atmosphere was so awkward, the guard took out a cigarette and handed it over to ease the atmosphere.

The captain raised his hand to take it, his expression slightly embarrassed.

The captain was hanging by one arm and couldn't light it. The Russians were not as generous as the Southern African Expeditionary Force, and lighters were rare.

The guard then took out the match and helped the captain light it.

Even though we were already smoking, we had to talk about something, so the topic started with matches.

"Why don't you use a lighter?" The captain had nothing to say. The lighters produced in southern Africa are still very famous and are said to be indestructible no matter how strong the wind is.

In fact, it's just a gimmick. It's really like a hurricane, people are blown away, and lighters don't even have to think about it.

"I like to use matches -" the guard was a little surprised, probably because no one had ever asked him this question.

This is a personal habit, but some people still claim that smoking cigars feels better with matches.

Listen and feel!

Whether smoking cigars or smoking, it is a behavior that is harmful to your health. If you really can’t find a reason, you have to rely on your feelings.

"You, southern Africa, are indeed advanced, but we are not good at this. Heavy industry can still make a living, but light industry can't even make a living." The captain has a spirit of discussion, and this is not self-deprecating, to be honest.

"Your industry is still good, and the progress is very fast." The guard didn't compliment him, and of course he didn't mean much to congratulate him.

If the foundation is too poor, then the progress will be fast.

The captain's "working together" does not refer to level, but to scale.

Of course, the level is not bad. From the iron boxes in the early days of the World War to the heavy tanks now, Russia has become more and more feared.

This is where scale plays a big role.

The tank technology in Southern Africa is indeed advanced, but due to the scale of the defense industry, the production of heavy equipment such as tanks is planned.

Russia does not need to plan. As long as the bearded man is willing, Russia can produce 100,000 T34s and 10,000 IS-2s without considering the cost or whether it needs so many.

If there are too many ants, the elephant will be killed. If quality is not enough to make up for quantity, changes in quantity will sooner or later lead to changes in quality.

"I heard that in your southern Africa, even ordinary people can live a very good life -" The captain didn't seem to like silence that much, and he talked a lot when chatting.

The guards were also happy. One shift lasted for two or three hours, and there was no one to talk to. It was boring.

As long as the captain did not cross the "red line", the guards were happy to chat with the captain. After all, not many Russians could speak English.

"It depends on what your requirements are. If you just want to have enough food and clothing, that's fine. If you want to have enough food and clothing, you still have to put in a certain amount of effort." The guard was pragmatic.

In southern Africa, having enough food and clothing is the minimum requirement. After all, the climate is suitable. In places like Pretoria, one set of clothes can be worn from the beginning of the year to the end of the year.

There is no need to worry about food. After leaving the city and going to a farm in the countryside, there are fruit trees all over the place. If the farmers can’t finish the food, they sell it to wine merchants to make fruit wine, and the price is very cheap.

This is the minimum requirement that many people in other countries would only dream of.

"Those who don't work don't get food. That's what we do too, but in Russia, there are still many people who are starving -" The captain looked blank. They worked hard, but the results were completely different.

There is no way to accept this.

Not all efforts are rewarded.

It snows in Russia for half of the year, and the temperature is tens of degrees below zero in winter. The natural environment is so harsh. If you want to live a life like the people in southern Africa, you have to work twice as hard.

They are both farms. Southern Africa can grow three crops a year, while Russia can only plant one season a year, and it depends on the weather. Although Southern Africa has an obvious dry season and rainy season, there are not many climate disasters. After all, so many years of water conservancy projects are not in vain.

Digged.

"No way, don't you export a lot of grain to Europe every year?" The guard was curious. Could it be that Russia is following the Indian example and would rather starve itself to ensure that British cattle have rice?

"There is no conflict between exporting and starving, right?" The captain seemed to have remembered something unpleasant, and his expression suddenly turned cold.

The guard was too embarrassed to ask again, as asking further might affect unity.

There are quite a few Russian officers who like to be quiet. In just a short while, the little nurse pushed several more Russian officers over, all of them in wheelchairs.

Once there are more people, the situation becomes difficult to control. The guards retreat to the red line again and remain vigilant.

So the Russian officers chatted among themselves.

The Russian officers receiving treatment in the field hospital came from many different armies.

The Battle of Budapest has fully exposed many problems in the coordination and command of the Russian army. As the chat deepened, conflicts gradually broke out.

"My leg was not injured by the Germans, but by one of our own people -" A major of the 2nd Ukrainian Front sneered as he looked at the captain who had just been chatting with the guards.

The captain is from the 3rd Front.

"Major, this cannot be blamed on the unprofessionalism of our artillery. The main reason is that you changed the attack time without authorization and did not notify us, so you accidentally fired -" the captain responded calmly, there are many such things in the Russian army.

Two people will have different ideas. Needless to say, there are millions of people in the two front armies. Command and coordination have always been an important part of the officer school——

In Russia after the key purges, there was an obvious disconnect among the military officers. These current officers have just grown up in the wars of the past few years. Many officers have not even received systematic education and are temporary promotions. Naturally, there are some problems with experience.

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To put it bluntly, it is the contradiction between the academic school and the practical school, which exists in all countries.

The United Kingdom and the United States put so much emphasis on standard work, and they were full of jokes during the Battle of Sicily.

"It is precisely because of your hasty attack that our artillery lost protection and gave the Germans the opportunity to sneak attack on us!" the captain continued to accuse, which can be regarded as tit-for-tat.

"Soldiers must be vigilant at all times on the battlefield. You are responsible for your own fault." The major said arbitrarily. It is difficult to distinguish right from wrong in this kind of thing.

"Oh, we shouldn't have come to rescue you -" the captain said rudely, they are all Russian troops, they can't be rescue, at most they are help.

"Bah, you cowards, even without you, we can kill all the Germans!" the major yelled.

"You bastard, show me some respect!" The captain was very angry and didn't care about his rank.

"Why are you talking to the major?" The other second lieutenant in the wheelchair next to him was even more angry. This one was an activist. While scolding him, he also took action and knocked off the captain's hat with a slap.

If it was a major, the captain might be able to endure it.

The rank of second lieutenant is several levels lower than that of captain. The military attaches great importance to the hierarchy. If you dare to take the initiative to hit someone, it will be a big deal.

The captain immediately fought back and kicked the second lieutenant's wheelchair over.

The second lieutenant rolled on the ground and pulled the captain out of the wheelchair.

The scene was already very chaotic at this time. There were several officers present, respectively from the 2nd Front Army and the 3rd Front Army.

There is an unwritten rule in the military that you can fight, but you cannot lose.

Our own people must help our own people, so the ground was full of Russian officers rolling around.

The guards who looked on with cold eyes were helpless.

You guys are so energetic. If there are no Germans, you will just fight with your own people——

The guards were loyal to their duties and could not leave their posts without authorization. The nurse who was pushing the wheelchair was panicked.

These are all wounded.

They were all injured in wheelchairs, and they were all seriously injured.

You said that you Russian heroes, if you are rolling on the ground, do you still need to improve your image——

The battle was quite fierce, and the second lieutenant who started the attack had already begun to bite him with his teeth. You said it would be great if you used this ferocious force on the enemy.

The arrival of the nurse did not stop the group fight, but instead became more and more intense, because the wheelchair that had just been pushed in immediately joined the melee.

Although he is a wounded person, he is a tall and thick man, and cannot be stopped by a delicate and delicate nurse.

So the nurse asked the guard for help.

"What are you looking at? Please help!" the little nurse's face turned pale. The major who made the rude remarks at first was the most unlucky. Two lieutenants of the 3rd Front Army pushed him to the ground and beat him severely. The plaster on his leg was knocked off, and it had not yet grown.

The good bones were broken again, which was simply terrible.

If we don't help, it won't work. If we don't help, someone will die soon.

So while the guard blew the whistle, he opened the second lieutenant's mouth first.

The second lieutenant bit the captain's hanging arm.

The captain roared angrily and poked the second lieutenant in the face with his cigarette butt.

The second lieutenant's eyes were blood red, and he was whining while fighting hard, just like a military dog.

"Let go!" the guard roared.

The second lieutenant still whined and refused to let go.

"You coward!" the guard said in a roundabout way.

"You are the coward!" the second lieutenant yelled back, so he was fooled, and the captain rolled aside with his arms folded.

The guard was so proud that he naturally did not notice that a nurse took advantage of the chaos and slipped into Shukhevich's ward.