"Thank you for your queue, thank you for your queue! Thank you everyone! Please consciously maintain order on the scene! Thank you everyone!" A nurse stood outside the gate and shouted to the crowd on the street.

The crowds here have been queuing for a long time. Everyone was queuing up while looking at everything around them, seeing the SS soldiers who maintained order, and also seeing the personnel who distributed supplies.

"Thank you all for maintaining order on the scene! Thank you for your support! Love the motherland, everyone has their responsibility!" At the end of the team, the SS officer circulating the flyers shouted with a crisp voice.

The leaflet has a huge heart shape printed with a huge word written in black font: "Blood! The life of the frontline soldiers!"

"Come on! Come here! The team here has been waiting for a long time! They were organized by the factory! Get it done for them first!" A leading nurse pointed to the queue that had been waiting for a long time and said to the little secretary beside him.

So, the queue began to move forward slowly, and walked to the dedicated blood draw area over there, drawing out part of the blood from his body.

"Have you tried it?" A nurse quickly prepared needles, disinfected cotton and other items, and asked the blood donor sitting in front of him.

"Do you need a blood test?" Next to the nurse, another nurse asked routinely while preparing blood drawing tools.

The worker nodded, and then handed a small red notebook that donated blood to the nurse: "I have donated blood, this is the record book, this is the second time."

"It's okay! Sir! Proper blood donation will not affect your work and life! This is scientifically based." The nurse squeezed out a little smile and said.

"We are workers at the Emmonk coal mine... we are going to do manual labor." The worker said with some concern while clenching his fists.

The nurse had already strangled his arm with a leather tube so that the blood could not flow back and would make the blood vessels clearer.

He flicked the position of the blood vessel with his fingers, then wiped it with disinfectant alcohol, and the nurse pushed the needle into the worker's blood vessel.

"Don't worry, sir! Your workload has been cut in half today. This is a national law and no one can violate it." The SS officer standing next to the nurse, holding his hands and holding his chin behind his back, said coldly.

No one dares to disobey the decisions of the SS, no one dares to disobey the national laws supervised by the SS... Of course, no one dares to despise the orders of the head of state.

During the war, plasma was a very short-lived strategic resource. What front-line wounded people need most is plasma, a life-saving thing.

No matter how easy penicillin is to be useful, it is just a drug that inhibits bacteria. Without plasma, many soldiers will not even have the chance to support the occurrence of bacterial infection?

The Kuomintang passed the temporary war bill, which stipulated that all factories must organize workers to blood every 40 days to ensure the plasma supply on the front line.

Society also raises plasma every day, and the roads are filled with leaflets for donating plasma.

Even the latest movie tells the love story of a man in blood who falls in love and gets married with a nurse.

Under Goebbels' operation, even the newspaper advertisements are now available for voluntary blood donation.

"Type A blood! No need to test it! Just draw 350 ml!" After reading the record book, the supervised nurse took over a bottle marked with the letter A.

The blood draw process is similar to modern times, except that there are no blood bags at this time, especially in countries like Germany that lack chemical plastic products.

It’s not that there is no, after all, it’s more convenient to use plastic blood bags on the front line. However, in the rear, in the idea of ​​saving more, it’s still a large-scale use of glass bottles.

Behind the blood station, a Mercedes-Benz truck with excellent shock absorption and specializing in transporting blood, SS soldiers were carefully transporting the blood.

There are ice cubes inside to cool down, and everyone is careful in every link, because after all, these blood are life-saving supplies on the front line.

"Statistics 1,000 blood types!" When the last box of blood bottles was carried onto the truck and the truck cabin was closed and the doors were opened, the statistician sang loudly.

"Confirm that! It's 1,000 copies! There are 350 liters of type A blood in total!" There is also a record on the escort on the car, and the records on both sides need to be carefully checked.

During the war, there may be chaos in the dispatch of ammunition, but this kind of plasma, statistics and transportation records, which are more valuable than ammunition, are very strict.

Even the time of transportation to the battlefield and the allocation of use have very detailed records and statistics.

"Next!" A position here just came out, and a SS soldier shouted, and another worker came in outside.

Every factory must abide by the law and force every worker to donate blood in accordance with the national legal obligations.

Therefore, the highlight of the source of blood is the factories of all sizes in Germany. Anyone who has donated blood at the time has statistical records, so it will naturally be easier to manage.

Of course, this so-called voluntary blood donation is not in vain. These workers who donated blood went to the back door and received their own subsidies there.

"One pound of flour!" The first distribution point passed by was the one who collected the flour. Behind the table where the distributor sat, the flour bags that had already been packed had piled up like mountains.

There are also shopping vouchers for distribution at the back. If you collect five shopping vouchers for donating blood, you can buy a small radio or a brand new furniture.

Of course, the most important thing is that they can also use this kind of bill to go to designated shopping malls and add money to buy meat!

This is a very important thing for Germany, which has just solved the problem of food and clothing.

Later, there is a nutritional supplement stall. All blood donors can collect two eggs and drink a glass of milk there.

Although milk needs to be drunk in person, the eggs can be taken away, and these workers are reluctant to eat them, so there is no problem taking them home to give them to their children.

Even though the food supply is sufficient now, everyone still thinks that such free food is not easy to get.

They are willing to donate blood and then exchange for meat to provide family expenses. Doing blood voluntarily is the slogan of the country, but if they are really taken as obligations and executed free of charge, it would seem too cold-blooded.

Good national propaganda is to make the people believe that they will immortalize with their own country.
Chapter completed!