Could it be that this girl has reached such a height? After all, she has seen too many people die on her operating table with her own eyes. That feeling of powerlessness is a torture to everyone. Too many people cannot be saved by her. Is she also ready to convert to God's arms? This is not possible. In this era, serious injury is basically equivalent to death. Her existence saves one person. Even if the mortality rate of that type of person is reduced by even a percentage point, it is of great merit. Therefore, her dangerous thoughts must be firmly stopped, so she said firmly: "I don't believe that there are any gods and ghosts in this world."

Yes, he used to not believe in the gods and ghosts, and now he doesn’t believe in it. Even if there are really gods standing in front of him, he doesn’t believe it. How could he not even use a plug-in system for himself? If the gods who don’t give him benefits, they will believe it if they are stupid?

"Oh, I'm just asking." She didn't understand. Is this answer difficult? Why do you look like you gritting your teeth? "I don't know if their bodies can be found."

"It should be possible." The Japanese devils are indeed very perverted and like to kill, but they should not be interested in human bodies or other things, but they are really unsure.

It was dawn, and a trace of sunshine shone on the earth, illuminating Zhao Min beside her. The golden sunshine shone on her compassionate face, and she really felt like a Bodhisattva.

Zhang Yunfei felt that according to her age, she would still live like the princess and ladies described by Mr. Jin as a princess, cold, selfish, and cheerful. It would be better to live as a Bodhisattva as she was, so Zhang Yunfei immediately interrupted her grief and said, "Okay, we should go... Bah, this is really unlucky, we should leave."

Zhao Min: “…”

"Da Mao, get up quickly and hurry up." He said depressed words inexplicably early in the morning. Zhang Yunfei's anger spread on Da Mao, and he woke him up with his feet. He was kicked by this guy for half a night, and now he finally got back. However, when he thought of that Meng, compared to his handsome kick, he felt even more unlucky. He quickly withdrew his feet. Meng was the opposite. The skeleton that kicked people was not me, oh, we don't have the habit of kicking people.

"Ergou, why are you anxious? This is a road, why are you anxious?" Da Mao said dissatisfied, "And you also ask me to be a big and small person all day long. If you kick me, you have to compensate me. I don't want two bullets."

"The price is really fair. If that's the case, you kid is not honest in sleeping and kick me for half a night. How many bullets should you pay me?"

"Oh, is that so, haha... I'm joking with you, I'm strong, you can just kick it."

"Stop talking, let's hurry up and get on the road. Rest assured when you arrive at the Special Committee earlier. Otherwise, you might as well come out some more... Bah, bah." Zhang Yunfei felt that his mouth was useless all morning and said despairing words, "Anyway, let's go quickly."

Although he said depressed words early in the morning, he was safe and smoothly arrived at the special commission's headquarters. When the instructor heard that they were back, he was overjoyed and ran out to greet him.

"That's great, you're finally back." The instructor rushed over like a wind, knocked away Zhang Yunfei and Damao who were about to salute him, and ran to Zhao Min and said attentively, "Doctor Zhao, you have suffered, you have not suffered much."

Seeing his terrible appearance, Zhang Yunfei and Damao looked at each other with half-raising hands, not knowing what to do, but they didn't know where to put the half-raising hands. This was too embarrassing.

Although Zhao Min is only in her early twenties, she performed more surgeries than those so-called experts and famous doctors in her life. Moreover, she is from a medical family and is not stupid. Who can make perfect? ​​Based on technical theory alone, she is definitely a first-class surgeon.

If you lose such a treasure-type talent, you can imagine that instructor Qian will never have a hard time. Zhang Yunfei and others were only half a day later than them. He spent all the time washing his face with the leaders' spits. One leader talked to him and the other leader continued to look for him. He couldn't live this life. I heard that they were back. Isn't the most excited person to coach Qian?

Now he finally knew that the great doctor was precious, my goodness, even if he lost the leader and political commissar together, it would not be serious. It would be fine if he returned safely, and he was relieved.

Zhang Yunfei and others also started their study life, and their study at the headquarters of the Special Committee was relatively calm. Although the Japanese outside were plundering, it was at least safe for the time being, so they could study military and policy theories in class and study traditional Chinese characters in their spare time. The one-month cadre training class was stable.

After the training, the students naturally went back to their own homes and looked for their mothers. When Zhang Yunfei and others returned to the Independent Group again, their regiment headquarters was no longer in Zhangzhuang and had moved to Hezhuang in Xiling area.

Xiling is already a periphery of the mountainous areas. If the Independent Regiment wants to develop, it naturally has to penetrate into the villages and towns around the mountainous areas. In the past, there was no way to hide in the mountainous areas. At the beginning, the Japanese were fighting in large corps. The Independent Regiment's strength was not enough to be crowded. Now that the Japanese troops are dispersed, the Independent Regiment naturally should start moving.

Zhang Yunfei was appointed as the third platoon leader of the spy company, which surprised him. As a newcomer who had been enlisted for less than two months, although he had been promoted, he believed that the position he was most likely to be appointed was to serve as the deputy platoon leader and accumulate some experience as a squad leader. Unexpectedly, he became the platoon leader in one step.

However, when he learned what kind of virtue the third platoon was, he realized that his guess was correct. The third platoon plus the platoon leader had a total of sixteen people, almost the same squad. Weapons, one gun, twenty-one bullets... In fact, there is no need to count it. That is, he has weapons, and the others are all jaws. He has also used jaws. It is a simplified version of the red tassel gun. As a weapon, it is not as useful as the harpoons in later generations. It is also a bit useful in hand-to-hand combat. The key is that the independent regiment, which mainly focuses on harassing guerrillas, has many opportunities for hand-to-hand combat.

The third row is a newly formed platoon. The personnel mainly come from the first row and the second row. They say they are the drawbacks, but who would be stupid and really give their elite backbones. As for weapons, it is even more impossible to give them.

Now the third platoons are all old platoon soldiers who are not easy to deal with. However, the Eighth Route Army is disciplined and has been kicked out of the army if there is a real problem. The so-called old platoon soldiers will not go too far. Anyway, it is only the platoons like this, which is the turn of a novice, to lead. Others really don’t want to lead such a platoon who is not even as good as a new recruit squad.

Since they are called platoons, they have to take the squads, so the fifteen of them were assigned to two classes. Ten people from the second row formed one class, and five people from the first row formed the second class.
Chapter completed!