"Commander Commander, there is a sharp shortage of medicines in our country. Think of a solution as soon as possible, otherwise those seriously injured will have no way to treat them!"

Chunzi had another operation, but at this time she hurriedly ran to the inner room and shouted.

Li Jian frowned. The independent detachment had a lot of medicines stored, but some of them were sent out recently, and some medical soldiers were brought to other troops as support.

In addition, their hospital also received several nearby groups of wounded soldiers, and it was normal for them to have insufficient medicine.

"You've told me which medicines are missing? I'll find a way to solve them immediately!"

Medicine cannot be waited because the soldiers cannot wait for their lives. One more person will sacrifice one more person in one second. The person who could have saved himself lost his precious life because of the lack of medicine. Li Li Jian didn't want to see such a tragedy.

"Bandage is enough, hemostatic medicine is enough, painkiller is not enough, and anesthetics can last for up to two days, and finally it is penicillin. Some soldiers need this medicine!

So captain, please find a way as soon as possible, and the disinfection in the hospital must be done as soon as possible. Take a photo and take up something immediately!"

There are probably two thousand wounded people in their small hospital now, and even so, there are still wounded people coming from the front line.

Li Jian took off his fur hat and kept rubbing his hair with one hand, looking particularly struggling on his face.

Obviously, he did not expect that the Japanese offensive would be so fierce this year, causing so much casualties that his troops would not have enough medicines.

"You go and do your business first. Within two days, I will definitely prepare all these medicines for you, so don't worry about the medicines."

After saying that, Li Jian put on a fur hat and walked out. He had to think of a solution as soon as possible, and the soldiers here couldn't wait at all.

...

"You said that the foundations of your independent detachment were snatched by your commander? Are the Japanese so easy to snatch?"

Zhang Tian chatted with these reporters here. He couldn't let this group of people bother Li Jian. The commander and the chief of staff were so busy that they didn't have time to eat and sleep. He happened to be in a disabled state now. He would be happy to help the commander deal with the trouble!

Liang Wanyu made milk powder for Zhangtian aside. Fortunately, their independent detachment had a lot of food and these nutritious things, otherwise the wounded here would not have recovered so quickly.

After making a cup for several reporters, Zhang Tian took a sip and then continued:

"This is how our independent detachment is. If we don't have anything, we can steal the Japanese because our logistics is completely unprotected, or our Eighth Route Army has no source of logistics at all. Chongqing cut off our military pay and supplies a few years ago.

Last time, our commander sent more than a dozen telegrams and asked the chairman for a batch of supplies, otherwise there would be no hair in Chongqing to give us."

Zhang Tian has a bad impression of Chongqing. Of course, he looks down on the nearby Jinsui Army. The main reason is that these guys don’t talk about the money they make in wars, but the key is that they always like to take advantage of others. How could he like such people?

"Do you know what these things are made of?"

At this time, Zhang Tian used chopsticks to insert a yellow steamed bun, and asked with a smile at the people in front of him.

Xiaojie is a female reporter. When she was at home, she had eaten white flour steamed buns at most. She had never eaten these yellow and sweet steamed buns.

Because they have sufficient food here, the people who deliver food never care about how much others eat, so the people in the independent detachment never have enough food to eat, especially for steamed buns, the people in the kitchen directly use baskets to pick them up.

These wounded people want to eat as much as they want. As long as you can eat, you don’t have to worry about not having enough. The rest will not be left for the second meal. They will be sent directly to the school, just for the children to eat, or for the workers in the factory.

A group of reporters were still happily eating steamed buns, but at this time, Zhang Tian took a bite and then explained with a smile:

"Actually... this thing was made by locusts!"

"puff!"

When a group of people heard the locusts' faces turned green, a female reporter couldn't help but spit out the things in her mouth, and then kept retching!

"If you don't eat, don't eat, don't waste food!"

At this time, Zhang Tian became a little serious, his eyes looked particularly solemn. Then he picked up half of the steamed bun on the ground, gently patted off the dust and threw it into his mouth.

Several female reporters looked at the steamed buns in their hands, and they were not allowed to throw them away or eat them. But when they looked at the serious Zhang Tian, ​​they didn't know what to do for a moment.

"Give it all to me!"

Liang Wanyu put the steamed buns in a basket at this time. She would eat it later, and she hadn't eaten yet!

Zhang Tian’s family was quite wealthy before. Not to mention how powerful he was, he would not have to worry about food and drink, that’s certain.

Since he was a child, he had never suffered any hardships, so his previous personality looked like a playboy.

But since he joined the Eighth Route Army and had not eaten a bite of food for three days since he was on a battlefield and had only drank a few sips of water, he suddenly knew how to cherish food.

"Although my words are a bit heavy, I'm talking about the truth.

Don’t think that this thing is made of locusts, but this thing is more nourishing than white steamed buns. Our commander said that one steamed bun cake and two eggs should be eaten.

The ones you just threw away, sent to other troops, will be robbed in an instant, because they can chew on them regardless of whether they are made by locusts or not, even if they are tree bark, they can chew on them as long as they can fill their stomachs."

Zhang Tian always felt very lucky. Even though he had many scars on his body and often encountered dangers, he still felt that he was the luckiest.

The most important decision in his life was to ask Brigade Commander Chen to help him transfer to the independent detachment.

Until now, he has never regretted it. He only regrets why he did not join the Eighth Route Army as soon as possible, so that he could kill more Japanese devils.

"If you really want to get a more realistic battlefield situation, I suggest you find ordinary soldiers, especially the minor wounded who have just come down from the fire.

From their mouths, you can hear many stories, and I guess you can't finish ten books like this.

But I am ugly saying that in the forefront, our independent detachment does not raise idle people, even the children in the school will make insoles, so you can stay here, the premise is to do things for me.

Or get out as soon as possible!”

Zhang Tian’s speaking style is getting stronger and stronger now. This is a change in character. Liang Wanyu, who was beside him, looked at him with some indulgence. This man is indeed different from before.
Chapter completed!