The German Medic
In winter of 1944, with overtaxed supply lines in the Ardennes, a German medic had completely run out of plasma, bandages and antiseptic. During one particularly bad round of mortar fire, his encampment suddenly became a bloodbath. The survivors claimed to hear, above the screams and barked commands of their Lieutenant, someone cackling with almost girlish glee.
The medic made his rounds during the fire, in almost complete darkness as he had so many times before, but never this short on supplies.
The bombardment moved to other ends of the line, most men dropped off to sleep in the still dark hours of the morning - New Year’s Day, 1945.
The men awoke at first light with screams. They discovered that their bandages were not typical bandages at all, but hunks and strips of human flesh. Several men had been given fresh blood transfusions, with no blood supplies available. Each treated man was almost completely covered, head-to-toe, with the maroon stain of blood.
The medic was found, sitting on an ammunition tin, staring off into space. When one man approached him, tapped him on the shoulder, his tunic fell off to reveal all skin, muscle, and sinew had been stripped from his torso and his body almost completely dried of blood. In one hand was a scalpel, and in the other, a blood transfusion vial.
None of the men treated for wounds that night, in that camp, saw the end of January, 1945.
the last sentence should be removed, it makes it better.
oh shi-
I liked. Alot.
I think I’ll be the german medic for halloween.
So he used his own skin and blood to heal his patients?
I’ve never been sure on this one. Did he use his own flesh and blood in an attempt to heal the patients, or did something else use the doctors flesh and blood to try and heal the patients?
I’m more inclined toward the latter as it’d be impossible for a man to continue to rip off his own flesh and draw his own blood long enough to tend to numerous wounded… I guess that’s meant to be the creepy part if it was the medic, but it makes much more sense that someone or something else used the docs body to patch people up, then posed his dead body for them to find the next day. It was dark after all.
It was the Spy!
this one has too many questions
why did they die? who was laughing? how did more than one get blood transfusions if the doctor is one guy?
*INSERT TEAM FORTRESS 2 JOKE ABOUT MEDIC CLASS HERE*
Kind of useless for him to go through all that trouble just for them all to die.
Why didn’t he use his tunic to bandage the soldiers?
WHO WAS MEDIC’S SKIN?
This is what happens when medic tries to heal anyone other than a heavy. Lol
SPY SAPPIN’ SENTRY!
I keep imagining the TF2 medic, who coincidentally, is also German.
I have never been so afraid to backstab a medic before. I fear his coat might fall off.
Why couldn’t he just use the flesh and blood of the freshly dead soldiers? Maybe he was possesed…
why didn’t he use his clothes?
I mean, better naked than dead.
…unless he had a small package. then I understand.
I wonder, in the first paragraph, what the girlish giggle has to do with anything?