It took Yu Yang a full ten minutes to recover, but what followed was the tingling sensation all over his body.

Yu Yang looked down at his body and felt like he had just been fished out of the sea of ​​blood. Blood was everywhere on his clothes. I don’t know if it was Yu Yang’s own or someone else’s.

The pain in the arms and knees was the strongest. When he was crawling in the passage just now, Yu Yang's legs were dragging on the ground. Although the distance was not very long, the cotton pants had been worn out when various gravels were rubbed, and the soil and blood mixed together to form "plasma".

The shoulder position was also severely injured, but the most painful thing was my waist and back.

After touching it with his hands, Yu Yang's palms dyed red. These wounds should be the scars left by the Germans when they threw grenades for the third time.

Since Yu Yang didn't have time to take care of the injuries on his body at that time, he might die at any time. Yu Yang's attention was all focused on how to escape, and he didn't feel much pain on his body.

After relaxing now, Yu Yang felt the pain in every position of his body. He lay on the ground and struggled for a few times, stood up from the ground, looked at the place where he was lying down, and had already printed a piece of blood.

He endured the pain and climbed up from the ground. Yu Yang was now somewhat immune to the pain. The immunity here does not mean that Yu Yang would not feel the pain, but Yu Yang had experienced the battle in Mogadishu, with several bullets in his body, secondary sutures and other tortures. He was already a little immune to some small wounds. Although he still felt the pain, he could barely accept it and would not affect his ability to move too much.

Take out your backpack, take out the medical bag you seized before, and bandage the wounds on your body. Although there are many, most of them are not deep, so you can only bandage them randomly when you see them.

After bandaging the wound, he stood up from the ground. Yu Yang took off a piece of clothing from the German corpse on the ground and simply bandaged the wound on his legs. There was no disinfectant water or strong alcohol here, so he could only wash it with some water, bandaged it with gauze, and then wrapped the wound with German clothes.

Yu Yang limped up and checked his weapons and ammunition. Most of the things were still there. Two canvas bags, a backpack, a bearskin coat, one of which had an M4 magazine, was abandoned, and everything else was completely damaged. However, there were only thirty bullets left in the M4A1 and it was about to become a fire stick.

After finishing his work, Yu Yang lay down against the wall and suddenly felt something was wrong. The surroundings were very quiet, quiet and a little terrifying.

Looking back carefully, when I was pulling the body of a German soldier just now, there seemed to be a sound, but it was very small.

When Yu Yang used a knife to turn the German military uniform into pieces, a little sound came. Yu Yang kicked the canned box beside him. It should have been discarded by the dead Russians just now. Some sounds also came, but the sound was not loud and very small. Yu Yang could only hear it by raising his ears.

"Is there something wrong with my ear? I'm deaf?" Yu Yang felt something was wrong. He picked up the German clothes he had just discarded casually and tore them hard with his hands. Yu Yang tore the ragged German military uniform in half.

However, the sound of tearing the cloth strips was very small and almost inaudible. After swallowing a saliva, Yu Yang nervously took out the sniper rifle behind him.

He slowly walked to the corner of the wall and fired a shot at the other end of the basement. The gunshot sounded, but it was not loud. He frowned and fired another shot. However, this time he put his ear on the barrel, but the sound was still not loud, just like a mosquito suddenly flew past his ear.

He threw the sniper rifle in his hand aside, Yu Yang turned his ear, stretched out his little finger, and carefully dug out his ears, and some sand fell out of his ears.

Then Yu Yang dug out the other ear, and there was a little sand. After cleaning it, Yu Yang once again picked up a can box on the floor and smashed it on the table not far away.

The sound is still very small, but if you listen carefully, it will be a little louder than before, and it will be just a little louder.

Yu Yang was still lucky, took out his weapon, shot at the distance again, and listened again. This time the effect was indeed much better than before. If the sound was like a mosquito flying by, it would be more like a fly flying by now.

Yu Yang opened his backpack in panic, took out the seized medical bag, his hands trembled, and he opened it with sweat on his head, looking for the cotton swab inside, and wanted to continue to scoop his ears.

Now Yu Yang doesn't care that he will be discovered by shooting in the basement. If something really happened to his ears, even if he could survive by chance, Yu Yang would not be able to complete the mission.

A person with weak hearing or halved hearing will only have one possibility to survive in the city of Stalingrad, hiding in a corner and not moving, so that he will have the chance to not be discovered by anyone or the dead will not be discovered.

But even if Yu Yang did this, he could survive for a month in Stalingrad, but Yu Yang could not complete the task at all. He could not hear the sound of gunfire, cannons, footsteps, and even speaking in the distance, so Yu Yang could not fight.

Even when Yu Yang was hiding in a corner and preparing to shoot a black gun, the Germans stood behind him and danced a Shuplatler dance, or sang a sss lightning force, and Yu Yang couldn't hear it.

If your ears are deaf, Yu Yang will basically be dead. Even if you are not deaf, it will only weaken, which will be a fatal blow to Yu Yang.

Yu Yang opened the medical bag with trembling hands, took out the cotton swab inside, sat down on the ground, started to pull it up to his ears, bringing out some sand and soil.

When Yu Yang was in the basement opposite, and when he was climbing through the passage, sand came in from time to time in his ears. Before Yu Yang could clean up the sand, he carefully dug it out and brought out a lot of it.

After cleaning the left ear, Yu Yang seized the time to clean the right ear. It took more than twenty minutes for Yu Yang to finally clean up his two ears.

But I was still worried that I had not completely cleaned up. I took out my kettle, took out two cotton swabs and gently dipped them in water, and cleaned them up again. This time I used more time and more carefully. The dozens of cotton swabs in the two medical bags were used up by Yu Yang and were thrown all over the floor.

After thoroughly cleaning his ears twice, Yu Yang slowly stood up from the ground, picked up the canned box that he had just thrown away, stood next to the table in the basement, smashed it hard on an iron lump, and listened carefully to the ear sideways. This time the sound heard was louder than the previous two times, but Yu Yang still felt a little small.

After carrying his sniper rifle, Yu Yang took more than ten steps back, came to the corner of the wall, raised his gun, fired a shot at the opposite wall, and heard the gunshots again.

Instead of leaning against the gun chamber, he used a standard shooting posture. When the gunshot sounded, Yu Yang sat on the ground a little decadently. It seemed that something was wrong with his ears. The sound he heard was completely different from his previous concepts.
Chapter completed!