When the Japanese launched a fierce attack on Nanjing from more than a dozen city gates at the same time, Zhong Yi was inspecting the Drum Tower Hospital.

This morning, after rectifying the troops and dispatching five defense zones, Zhong Yi immediately began to rebuild the medical rescue system in Nanjing.

If an army wants to fight for a long time, it must have a medical rescue system!

Otherwise, if the soldier is injured but cannot receive timely rescue, minor injuries can easily turn into serious injuries, and serious injuries can even cause death!

During the Battle of Shanghai, why was the national army so high? Why was the Japanese army so low? The main reason was that after each battle, the Japanese army basically controlled the battlefield, so the Japanese soldiers were treated in time, while the National Army wounded could only lie on the position and wait for death.

As a time traveler, it would be fine if there were no conditions. For example, when I was huddled with Xinjiekou before, Zhong Yi had no staff or suitable venues.

But now that the entire city of Nanjing has been restored, Zhong Yi immediately put the establishment of a medical rescue system on the agenda!

The good news is that there is no shortage of medicines in the city. The teaching team and the 74th warehouse have accumulated a large amount of medicines, including the hemostatic medicine of this era, sulfonamide powder!

The bad news is that there are no medical staff, especially no military doctors!

Looking at Zhong Yi's frowning look, Qiu Qingquan suddenly said, "Are you worried about not being able to find medical staff?"

"No?" Zhong Yi frowned, "Last time guarding Xinjiekou, many brothers sacrificed their lives because they did not receive timely treatment. If we can build a large medical rescue station here, we dare not say that we will save all the wounded, and there will be absolutely no problem in rescuing 70% of the wounded."

Qiu Qingquan said: "You have to find professionals to do this."

"Do you think I don't want to?" Zhong Yi said angrily, "The question is, where can I find it?"

Qiu Qingquan said: "I know a man whose name is Jin Songpan. Before Nanjing fell, he was the director of the Military Medical Office and the director of the Nanjing Field Rescue Department. In other words, he was responsible for the entire Nanjing medical rescue system at that time."

"Jin Songpan?" Zhong Yi asked anxiously, "Is he still in Nanjing now?"

"I was there before, and I was in the refugee camp of Jinling Middle School." Qiu Qingquan said.

"Send someone to find it immediately!" Zhong Yi said this and said, "No, Chief of Staff Qiu, you go in person. No matter what, you must find Director Jin for me, and invite him to Gulou Hospital!"

"No problem." Qiu Qingquan agreed and took the people away.

After seeing Qiu Qingquan off, Zhong Yi turned around and saw Zhao Hanxing with more than a dozen guards spread a piece of white cloth painted with the red cross logo into the yard of Gulou Hospital.

Zhong Yi scolded, "Fuck, what are you doing?"

"Put the red cross logo." Zhao Hanxing said, "Don't the hospitals need to lay this? I heard that when the Japanese plane saw this red cross logo, they would take a detour and would not drop bombs!"

"Fuck you, you've put this on, the Japanese planes will explode even if they don't explode!" Zhong Yi said furiously, "Put it away!"

Although Zhao Hanxing didn't understand, he still shouted and took the guards to put away the Red Cross logo.

At this time, a sudden flash of inspiration in Zhong Yi's mind and he immediately said, "Wait!"

Zhao Hanxing was stunned and asked, "Tongzhang, is it going to be collected or not?"

Zhong Yi glanced at Jinling University south of Gulou Hospital, and a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, saying, "In this way, you bring someone to lay the red cross logo on the playground of Jinling University! After the paving is done, you bring more people and find more red cross logos to fill all the playgrounds of universities and middle schools!"

Zhao Hanxing asked blankly: "Tongzhang, what are you doing?"

Zhong Yi said with a slander: "If you ask you to do it, what are you talking about?"

Zhao Hanxing immediately stood attentively and responded loudly: "Yes!"

After saying that, Zhao Hanxing took a dozen guards to roll up the red cross logo in the yard and hurried to the playground of Jinling University not far south.

As soon as Zhao Hanxing left, the gunfire in the north, west and east of the city became even more intense.

Zhu Liangcheng stepped forward and said, "The ranks, you are talking. The Japanese are really crazy. They launched a fierce attack from more than a dozen city gates at the same time. This is a desperate effort!"

"As expected!" Zhong Yi said, "Matsui Ishigen is not stupid. The combat staff under his command are even more powerful. They know very well that if we delay a few more days, the battle in Nanjing will become more difficult when we rectify the troops. Therefore, the Japanese will launch a full-scale attack at any cost!"

Zhu Liangcheng nodded and said with concern: "I don't know if the five outer defense zones can withstand it?"

Zhong Yi said: "Old Zhu, don't worry. There is an essential difference between street fighting by house and street fighting. In field position fighting, the Japanese can break through one point and collapse all over the line. However, the Japanese can only compete with us in one street, one street, one room, one room! Sometimes there is a repeated tug-of-war!"

After pausing, Zhong Yi said again: "So, it is impossible for the Japanese to advance quickly! What's more, the Japanese were also very tired at this time, so the propulsion speed would be slower!"

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Tangshan Town, Shanghai Sect Condemnation Army Headquarters.

In the yard, Matsui Ishien was walking.

Although there is no abnormality in the expression, Tsukada Toru and Iinuma Mori, who are familiar with Matsui Ishigen, can still see from some details that Matsui Ishigen is actually very nervous.

What are you nervous about? Of course, it is the nervous battle in Nanjing!

Last night, the Central China Front Army suffered unprecedented heavy losses.

But in the end, the base camp and His Majesty the Emperor not only did not hold him responsible, but trusted him more. For this reason, even replaced Asakamiya Hikari, who was disagreeing with him.

This not only touched Matsui Ishigen and also put a lot of pressure on him.

"Tsukada-kun." Matsui Ishione stopped and turned around and asked Tsukada-kun, "You said, can the battle in Nanjing be staged as we expected?"

Tsukada Oshi said: "It's definitely okay."

After pausing, Tsukata Oku said again: "In just half a day, no matter how powerful Zhong Yi is, it is impossible to rebuild a command system for more than 100,000 troops. If there is no physical storing system, the Chinese army can only fight on their own. Faced with the orderly attack of the Imperial Army, it will definitely be vulnerable, so the Imperial Army should be able to win easily!"

Matsui Ishione shook his head and said, "But I always feel that things may not go so smoothly."

He paused and said, "After all, the soldiers are already very tired and exhausted."
Chapter completed!