Bright Sword Military System

Zhang Dabiao touched Li Yunlong's nose.

The second battalion commander, Shen Lang, went to beg for someone next.

Originally, Shen Lang was disheartened when he heard that Zhang Dabiao was going to beg for people. The independent regiment has always been selected by the first battalion and then the second battalion will pick people. Little Northeast's sweet pastry will get his second battalion in one round.

So Shen Lang didn't care, he never had any illusions about Xiaodongbei.

However, the deputy battalion commander had a fellow from the regiment headquarters, and after a few chats with him, he knew that Zhang Dabiao was not courting anyone at the regiment commander.

The deputy battalion commander came back and told Shen Lang.

When Shen Lang heard it, there was no way it would be a joke. Could it be that the head of the regiment planned to train the second battalion?So save the good soldiers for the second battalion to pick?Good thing!

So without thinking much, Xing hurried to the regiment headquarters.

As soon as he arrived at the regimental headquarters, he stood up and stood at attention: "Head of the regiment, although the second battalion did not play very well this time, I promise to continue to work hard and strive to play better next time!"

Li Yunlong made a sound of "um", staring at the map without raising his head: "Have ambition!"

"Regimental Commander!" Shen Lang went on to say, "I promise to take the recruits well, and everyone will scream when they go to the battlefield, so as not to embarrass our independent regiment!"

Li Yunlong gave another "um" and replied, "There are ideals!"

This made Shen Lang feel strange: "Leader, why don't you say something?"

Li Yunlong raised his head and looked at Shen Lang impatiently, and asked: "I said, what are you talking about? If you have something to say, talk and fart quickly. I don't see that I am busy here. How can I have time to talk to you?" gab!"

Shen Lang stepped forward cautiously and asked: "Regimental Commander, look at that little Northeast, can it be transferred to our second battalion?"

Li Yunlong said with a "hey": "I said, why are you all like mad dogs who see shit, you all come to beg Xiaodong? If you have the ability to cultivate a little Dongbei yourself, don't stare at other people's bowls all day long. meat!"

Shen Lang made himself feel bored, so he had no choice but to say "yes" and left in despair.

Zhao Gang laughed and said to Li Yunlong, "It's not your fault. Usually, the soldiers of the third battalion are transferred to the first and second battalions. Now that the third battalion has a small northeast, how can people not be jealous?"

"That's a special situation!" Li Yunlong replied, "Before the three battalions were either recruits or wounded, and we couldn't fight if we didn't bring the veterans together. Now it's the same? Who would make two battalions if they had three battalions? Why do you think their brains can't be enlightened?"

Zhao Gang laughed: "It's because they don't understand, it's obviously because you, Li Yunlong, don't play cards according to the routine!"

Zhao Gang said so, but he sighed inwardly: Xiaodongbei, this is a person who has revitalized a camp!

Just thinking about it, the commander of the third battalion, Guan Dashan, came again. As soon as he entered the door, he took off his hat and said aggrievedly: "Head of the regiment, you have to leave a way for our battalion to live! I usually recognize this tune. If Xiao Dongbei is transferred again today, I... I will not do it as a battalion commander!"

Li Yunlong who was drinking water was so angry that he threw the cup on the table and scolded: "Who the hell is going to transfer Xiaodongbei? You are all taking turns to make trouble like you've seen a ghost, trying to rebel. Or what?"

Zhao Gang then only smiled bitterly. I am afraid that only Xiaodongbei can make the battalion commanders of the Independent Regiment so nervous.

Compared with the relaxation of the cadres, Wang Xuexin seemed dull and depressed.

The cadres have seen too many casualties, and they have learned to deal with it calmly. Otherwise, whenever there are soldiers casualties like in the movie, they mutter about revenge or what to do, and the cadres will stop doing other things and deal with them one by one. That's fine.

But the side of the soldiers is different, especially the first row is mostly recruits.

There were a total of 17 casualties in one row in this battle, of which ten were seriously injured, five were slightly injured and two were slightly injured.

The minor injuries mentioned here refer to injuries that do not require surgery, and can barely be sustained after being bandaged... If this is considered serious by Wang Xuexin, for example, a soldier's palm was stabbed with a bayonet A pair of piercings was done, two fingers were cut off, and a pack of bandages was considered a minor injury.

If you really want to talk about minor injuries, such as shrapnel scratches, bayonet cuts, etc., almost everyone has them, and these cannot be counted as "minor injuries".

This is impossible. The medical conditions of the Eighth Route Army are just like this. The seriously wounded are sent to the headquarters field hospital for treatment, and the lightly wounded can only be raised on the spot.

The soldiers sat on the kang in a sullen voice. The air was filled with the smell of blood and herbs. Doctor Niu was applying medicine to Huzi's belly cut by a bayonet. Huzi gritted his teeth and had blue veins on his forehead. Jumping straight but not humming.

After Dr. Niu finished bandaging, he said: "Fortunately, the strokes are not deep, the problem is not big, don't have a fever, you can only bear it!"

Doctor Niu's surname is not Niu, his surname is Ma.

The reason why he is called Doctor Niu is because he is a veterinarian in the village who specializes in treating cattle.

This is often the case in remote and remote places. If people are sick, they will be alone for a few days, or they will work in the fields to sweat.

Cattle are not good, if the cattle are gone, the land will not be cultivated.

Therefore, a doctor who heals people may not have it, but a veterinarian who heals cattle must have it.

Within a radius of more than ten miles in Zhaojiayu, Doctor Niu was the only one who knew medical skills and could pick herbs. Of course, he could only heal the soldiers.

Wu Jin stared at all this in a stunned manner, and timidly asked Wang Xuexin, who was sitting on the bench sorting out his equipment: "Xiao Dongbei, you... are you always like this?"

"What else can I do?" Wang Xuexin didn't understand the meaning of hardware.

He looked up at the scarred soldiers, then looked at Wujin, and then understood...Wujin followed the troops to launch a general attack on the Japanese army, and was frightened by the scene of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood and the scene of fighting for their lives , I haven't recovered yet.

In fact, Wang Xuexin was also afraid, and he believed that the soldiers were no exception.

But to survive, to take revenge, to fight, what else?

Wang Xuexin smiled helplessly and replied, "I'll get used to it after seeing it a lot!"

Jin Jin swallowed and nodded with difficulty.

The reason why he hasn't gotten used to it is because he has lived in Shanghai since he was a child, and the conditions are relatively good. He escaped before the fall of Shanghai, and later became a technician in an arsenal... He has never had the opportunity to see the cruel side of war. I have seen it.

Seeing Jin's lingering fears, Wang Xuexin asked casually, "Do you still want to fight devils on the battlefield?"

Wu Jin hesitated for a while, then nodded firmly, and replied: "You also said, you will get used to it after seeing it a lot, and I can adapt!"

Don't mention how much I admire Xiaodongbei in my heart, I can't stand it just by looking at it, but Xiaodongbei can jump up and down on the battlefield to beat devils, and even bring dozens of soldiers...

Wu Jin secretly made up his mind that if he could really go to the battlefield, he would follow Xiao Dongbei!

Wang Xuexin didn't answer, but just took out a can of meat from his satchel, pulled out a bayonet to pierce the mouth, then tilted the lid open along the mouth, and raised his head while handing the hardware: "You're hungry! The meat you paid from the devil Canned food is a good thing for us!"

Hardware stretched out his hand to pick it up, but when he saw the black thing in the can and a little fishy smell, he suddenly felt sick again, and quickly retracted his hand to cover his mouth, then rushed out of the house and vomited again...

This scene only saw the soldiers laughing and laughing, and even the injured Huzi couldn't hold back.

It's just that when he laughed, it was painful, and immediately the wound hurt so much that he grinned.