"Morphine!!"
A medic from the 338th Regiment, A Camp of the Fourth Division, Benjamin Solomon, clutched tightly at a wounded soldier's thigh, blood seeping through the gaps between his fingers, his bespectacled demeanor remained composed.
The wounded man screamed in agony.
Having occupied "China", and holding a strategic position, they faced an attack by over 5000 troops from the 12th Cavalry Regiment and the Spanish Foreign Legion.
570 against 5000!
The scene was thick with the smell of gunpowder right from the start.
In his makeshift operating room, there were over thirty wounded, all slumped on the ground, some of them in severe shock.
Tatatat...
Suddenly, a burst of gunfire nearby startled Benjamin Solomon. With a tense expression, he looked outside.
Their makeshift hospital was less than 100 meters from the perimeter.
Bang!
