Bao Si was in a bad mood.

This time the Japanese sweep, the Independent Regiment moved ahead of schedule and fought not much.

However, with the help of favorable terrain, there were also many small-scale battles that plagued the Japanese logistics.

The minor and serious injuries are still dozens of times.

The division headquarters was swept by the Japanese, and the division hospitals had been transferred.

Seven or eight seriously injured people who urgently needed surgery were unable to send them to the teacher.

If there is no anti-inflammatory drug sent to the mountain, the injuries of several minor injured people may become severe, and soldiers who have injured their arms, thighs and bones even face the consequences of amputation.

Uncle Niu, who received the news, was kneading the mixed noodles with wild vegetables. He stopped his movements and strode away from the kitchen. He suddenly stopped when he just walked to the kitchen gate.

In the past, every time I came back, the little girl would go to the kitchen team first, but this time she went directly to the regiment headquarters. It seems that the girl has grown up.

After thinking for a while, I returned to the kitchen.

Luo Fugui, carrying two big bags, headed straight to the kitchen team.

Hearing Luo Fugui's footsteps, Song Xiaoci, who was writing slogans on the exterior wall of the kitchen team carrying a lime bucket, called Luo Fugui: "Murle..."

"Song...Reporter?" Luo Fugui stopped and replied nervously: "Uh... Are you in trouble?"

"Hey, your company commander... Is the girl back too?" Song Xiaoci asked subconsciously.

Luo Fugui was stunned for a moment, the company commander understood instantly: "Are you asking Boss Hu and the girl?"

"Is there any good battle story material when I come back this time?"

"Yes..." Luo Fugui didn't dare to speak much, so he quickly ran into the kitchen team and rushed into Uncle Niu's room.

"What are you doing?" Uncle Niu, who heard the voice of speaking, followed in.

"What my girl asked me to give it to you..." Luo Fugui put down one of the burdens.

"What?"

"There are so many, please help the girl sort it out later."

Just as he put down his brush, Song Xiaoci followed him into the kitchen gate, looked left and right at Uncle Niu's house where Luo Fugui was talking, but saw Luo Fugui running out with a bag.

"Comrade Luo Fugui, don't hurry and tell me the battle story..."

Luo Fugui quickly stopped: "I...I still have something to do..."

This woman is so beautiful, but Luo Fugui doesn't want to talk to her, and his tongue is always too hard to beat.

He left the kitchen team directly next to Song Xiaoci.

Song Xiaoci didn't care and trotted and followed: "Hey, I said you don't leave first..."

The real version of the beast and the fairy entered the rebuilt yard of the health team.

When Bao Si saw Luo Fugui, he immediately smiled: "Mule, are you back?"

Luo Fugui looked proud: "Hehe, your grandma owes me a favor this time..."

"What did you say..." Bao Si took over the bag and was stunned for a moment. So light?

Xiaohong looked red and came out of the wounded hut behind Baosi: "Big Niu...maybe can't do it..."

Bao Si felt that the bag was floating on the peach, and the edges inside were still a little numbing his arms through the cloth. He looked at Luo Fugui: "What's inside?"

Luo Fugui rubbed his hands excitedly, looking forward to it: "Can you know if you open it and look?"

Bao Si was in no mood to talk nonsense with Luo Fugui, so he could send Luo Fugui to the health team himself. He guessed that there might be medicine in the bag.

Unlocking the big and light bag, he only took a look, and the gloomy expression on his face disappeared immediately.

After looking at Bao Si's dead face for half a month, he actually smiled? Song Xiaoci, who was following Luo Fugui, was a little curious: "Do you have any medicine? Can you not let me see it?"

Bao Si smiled a little exaggeratedly, and he suddenly felt that the wounded had hope again.

His mind was buzzing, although the political commissar said that the medicine would not be delivered tomorrow at the earliest, a day would probably be one or two lives for the injured.

Bao Si rolled his eyes and suddenly fell backwards.

Luo Fugui was quick-eyed and quickly pulled Bao Si, muttering: "The crow who was indecent girl actually got the point, Bao Si was really happy..."

Xiaohong next to him quickly put down the wooden basin with a bandage in his hand and came up to pinch the bag among the four of them.

By the way, I took a look at the big bag in Bao Si's hands.

He threw down Bao Si who had just woken up, reached out to take out a box, and widened his eyes: "Yuan?"

Then he looked excitedly at the tag on another box: (合)ペヷシリン. "Penicillin"ともいう.

If other people don’t understand, it doesn’t mean that people from the health team don’t understand either.

Before the Chinese New Year, the instructor of the Anti-Japanese University came to the wine station and taught a lot.

Bao Si was so excited that his whole body shook, and he turned around and ran to the bathroom with his bag.

He saw it very clearly. Although only two circles were exposed, the surgical forceps must be all surgical instruments!

You can think without thinking that the Ninth Camp must have snatched the enemy's hospital!

...

Under the setting sun, the shimmering muddy water river flows quietly.

Uncle Niu sat by the suspension bridge and smoked.

This time he was not smoking dry tobacco, and he was afraid that the little girl would come over and choke her later.

It was soon dinner time, and I went to the little girl from the regiment headquarters. I haven't come to the kitchen to report it yet.

It took Jiuying a half year to go out, and there must be many situations to report.

Time flies so slowly.

All the veterans knew that Uncle Niu was in a good mood. Some of them were brave enough to even smoke next to Uncle Niu...

Jiuzhan Village is about to rebuild An, and Sun Cui is very busy.

Seeing Ma Liang, who was wrinkled all over his military uniform, arrived with a large group of puppet troops.

He left the villagers who were building the shed and picked up a bag from the ground next to him and greeted him.

Like Hu Yi, Ma Liang likes neatness. Sun Cui stuffed the military uniforms he had prepared early to Ma Liang: "Sister has prepared new clothes for you, and you are finally back."

Ma Liang felt a little embarrassed. Fortunately, although the soldiers behind him were curious, no one spoke, and lowered their voices: "We won't stay for too long after we come back this time. We will leave in a few days. Can you find Fang to settle them first?"

The women and children who were huts in the distance were waiting for the villagers, but they did not come to see the fun.

I just stopped the work in my hand and watched quietly from afar, and didn't talk to each other.

They didn't look at Ma Liang, but were looking at the man with dust and dust at the end.

The man was the company commander of the Ninth Company, and they stubbornly believed that Hu Yi was still the company commander of the Ninth Company.

The man was very cold, as cold as the winter had passed, and everyone knew that his heart was not cold.

It can even be said that he is very close, but no one comes forward.

This time I brought back many familiar faces, and so many strangers came.

No need to think about it, many Japanese puppet troops must have been killed.

At most, until dark, the legend about him will spread.

Gao Yidao said that he took people to the plains. Although the crops in the mountains were harmed by the Japanese and puppet troops, everyone was fine.

The Japanese killed the gods didn't even see a single hair from the villagers.

That is, his cruelty allows everyone to live safely in the mountains.

He came back, bringing more people back.

Not only that, the things you bring are also more reassuring.

In the past, Wang Xiaosan had a submachine gun, and the people behind him had twenty or thirty.

Although there were iron pieces on the military cap, the villagers stubbornly believed that they were also the Eighth Route Army.

The team following the man must be the Eighth Route Army...

Sun Cui suddenly raised her voice: "What are you doing when you are standing there? Quickly free up your nest and prepare a place for the men to rest..."

The villagers who watched the fun immediately scattered their birds and beasts.

When they went home, they threw out the rags from their homes.

The men who are so arrogant must live in their own homes...
Chapter completed!