Whether it is Xiangya Hospital or Wang Ziye, his reputation is a big sign in the Hunan-European region. Director Ling Xialing, who was in Wuhan, learned that it was Dean Wang who helped him, believed most of the business.

The position of the Military Control Commission has always been a fat man, especially during the war. The Fourth Army of the National Army was established in 27 years and its headquarters was located in Wuhan, which was just about to use the advantages of the Hanyang Factory to expand its equipment.

However, the Fourth Army has five armies under its jurisdiction, and who can get what equipment is, but the Military Control Commission has the final say. If you don’t give enough money, you won’t get weapons and ammunition even if you get the approval document. The real good things have to be sold.

The national army is poor, and 50,000 oceans is almost the monthly expenses of a division. If they are all used for purchase, they can buy a lot of good things. Director Ling shared the news with his colleagues, and was ready to make a lot of money.

Zhou Qingfeng did not seek to be very well-equipped, but only asked for the number of people as much as possible, and then talked about the scale of people. After all, the national army is very powerful now, and it is also relying on more people to fight the battle.

Hanyang Factory has made a lot of improvements to the "old sleeve", such as removing the sleeve on the barrel, and the new rifle can be called "Hanyang Made". Zhou Qingfeng first set up 300.

"Flower Mechanism", which is the MP-18 "Bergman" submachine gun, is a powerful weapon for melee combat. The national army has poor shooting skills, and most of the battles are fired from afar. When approaching, they use submachine guns to sweep, the combat effect is better.

This gun came one hundred times.

The remaining money is basically used to buy grenades and bullets, especially grenades. For low-quality troops, shooting is easy to fly bullets. However, grenades are bound to land and kill, and the threat is even greater.

However, a grenade costs three yuan, which is not cheap.

There was still some money left, so I bought all the quilts, kettles, cloth shoes, etc. I didn’t have helmets, and even leather shoes. In addition, Director Ling said that he could give me a set of military maps of Hunan Province.

Zhou Qingfeng said in his heart: "Where do you have my meticulousness in the map?" But after thinking about it, he still accepted it with a smile. He took it out later - fuck, it was indeed drawn by the Japanese.

Director Ling patted his chest and promised that he would set off tonight and go to Changsha to have an interview in two days. He also assured the 'Brother Zhou' that his friends were everywhere in Hunan and Hubei provinces, and there would be no problem with the transactions he was responsible for.

Zhou Qingfeng was so funny that he was so worried about this. No wonder the national army was not very good at fighting, and he deducted and sold first-class people. With such a military officer, it was really difficult not to defeat the war.

People like this are everywhere now.

Alas... Zhou Qingfeng came out of the hospital radio room, and Dean Wang prepared accommodation for him, so he was wandering around the hospital. After this trip, he realized that Xiangya Hospital was not simple.

This is a comprehensive hospital jointly organized by the school and doctors. Its scale is quite large in China. The hospital includes many cultural and sports facilities and even tennis courts.

The teaching building is beautifully built, and the medical building is a new building in Changsha. The surroundings of the hospital are green and the pond is green. There are also people fishing by the pond, just like a wealthy garden.

Those who can come to Xiangya to treat diseases are either rich or noble, and ordinary people cannot afford the medical treatment fee. The hospital suffered a heavy blow last year due to the war and later opened medical classes and midwifesses, and the nurses and midwives they trained also serve the rich.

But just separated by a road, opposite the beggar with disheveled faces was sitting on the ground, grabbing a broken bowl and begging for food from pedestrians. Rickshaws came and went on the road, and the bells were beating. Carrying the load of coolies was so tired that they were sweating heavily, and walked by barefoot.

This is a microcosm of the current suffering. Zhou Qingfeng often mocked the third brother for being a "one hundred million people and one billion livestock". But China before liberation was even worse.

There are always people who ask why they should "climb snow mountains and pass grass" with the superiority of "not eating meat" and ask why they should "climb snowy mountains and pass grass" and sacrifice for the revolution? As long as they look at the days when the people at the bottom of the Republic of China were not as good as death, they would not ask such stupid questions.

The poor people everywhere have no romance, no famous masters, no rich clothes and food, only endless suffering - many ancestors are obviously suffering poor people, but they have to lick their eggs for the oppressors.

But this is still the worst and darkest time...

Zhou Qingfeng walked around the hospital. Before dark, Dean Wang came to search and invited him to have supper. He chatted at the dinner table. Seeing that he was depressed, he asked, "What are you worried about, brother?"

"It's nothing, I often do this." Zhou Qingfeng only smiled, "When I came here to send the medicine, I felt that I had done something practical, which was a contribution to the country. But when I saw the poor people outside the hospital, I felt angry and helpless."

President Wang also smiled bitterly at this, "Brother is really a person with temperament. But I am used to seeing it and have turned a blind eye to it. I can only do my part, train more doctors, and save more patients."

Mr. Zhou has a unique brain circuit and complained about it, "Studying medicine can't save the Chinese."

Hahaha... Dean Wang was stunned for a few seconds, and tears came out of laughter. He laughed sobly, wiping his tears and holding the table and saying, "Yes, yes, I can't save it. But even if Shidao is like this, what can I do?

All the teenagers were caught and beheaded. Do I feel that I am not sad? I was actually secretly happy that the newspaper said that the court was robbed. But do you know how many people were also beheaded?

I saw with my own eyes that an old woman in her sixties and seventies was pulled out to beheaded because she was a 'breedy grandmother, she should not raise her son to be a bandit'. A child of seven or eight years old was also pulled out to beheaded, saying that she was a 'breedy boy, and she would still be a bandit when she grew up'."

President Wang grabbed Zhou Qingfeng's arm again and said angrily: "In Liling alone, nearly 10,000 people were killed last year. There was Yang Daonan in Xiangxiang, and his famous thing was to kill more than 1,200 people.

This loss of human ethics is really terrible. The terror of the Qing Dynasty is spread throughout Hunan Province. I also want to save it, but it is difficult for me to speak, for fear of causing trouble. If you can save it, save a few more."

Zhou Qingfeng also sighed to the sky. He wished he could send dozens of armored troops to him immediately. But equipment was actually second-hand, and educating and mobilizing the people was the most important thing.

Dean Wang was almost fifty, crying and laughing. When the food on the table was cold, he grabbed the chopsticks again, "I am confused and living in the world. The matter of reform and cleansing depends on you young people."

Dinner was silent and tasteless.

At night, Zhou Qingfeng went to the radio room of the hospital and sent a secret message to Bai Bin from Qingtai City to inquire about the situation. At the same time, he informed him of his gains and asked Ma Ying and others to continue recruiting and intensify training, and not to relax.

After learning that the "Minister" had arrived, Zhou Qingfeng asked the organization to send some officers? After all, it is not enough for him to be alone.

There are two hidden meanings in this requirement. One is to ask the "Minister" to go to Pingjiang quickly and not to make trouble in front of him. The other is to ask Pingjiang to send some cadres to work together and strengthen training to facilitate the uprising at the end of July.

No matter which side it is, the quality of the domestic army is very poor. Zhou Qingfeng has not received formal training, so he can command at most at the level of a battalion commander. But now many officers are not even qualified to be a squad leader.

He wanted to criticize Chang Kaishen again, and he was only worthy of being a platoon leader.

The straight line from Pingjiang to Qingtaidu is more than 60 kilometers, and it takes only two or three days to walk.

The ‘Minister’ was excited about the great situation in Qingtaidu. He was even more happy to learn that Zhou Qingfeng had two more battalions of equipment. He expressed his willingness to help.
Chapter completed!