The next person who went to beg for help was Second Battalion Commander Shen Lang.
Originally, Shen Lang was disheartened when he heard that Zhang Dabiao had gone to seek help. The Independent Regiment had always selected people from the first battalion and then the second battalion, so it was not the second battalion's turn to get the hotties from Xiaodongbei.
So Shen Lang didn't care, he had never had any illusions about Xiaodongbei.
But the deputy battalion commander had a fellow villager who worked as a regimental counselor at the regiment headquarters. After meeting him and chatting with him for a few words, he realized that Zhang Dabiao was not a favor to the regiment commander.
The deputy battalion commander came back and told Shen Lang.
When Shen Lang heard this, he thought there was something wrong with this. Could it be that the regiment leader planned to train the second battalion? So he kept good soldiers for the second battalion to select? What a good thing!
So without thinking much, I hurriedly ran to the regiment headquarters.
As soon as he arrived at the regiment headquarters, he stood up and said: "Commander, although the Second Battalion did not fight very well this time, we promise to keep up our efforts and strive to fight better next time!"
Li Yunlong said "hmm" and stared at the map without raising his head: "You are ambitious!"
"Captain!" Shen Lang continued: "I promise to lead the new recruits well, and they will all scream when they go to the battlefield, so that we will not embarrass our independent regiment!"
Li Yunlong said "hmm" again and replied: "I have ideals!"
Shen Lang was surprised at this: "Captain, don't you say something?"
Li Yunlong raised his head impatiently and looked at Shen Lang and asked: "I said, what are you talking about? If you have something to say, say it quickly. If you fart, I'm busy here. How can I have time to talk to you?
gab!"
Shen Lang stepped forward cautiously and asked: "Captain, do you think that Xiao Dongbei can be transferred to our second battalion?"
Li Yunlong said "Hey": "Why are you all like crazy dogs who saw shit? You all come to beg Xiao Dongbei? If you have the ability to cultivate a Xiao Dongbei yourself, don't stare at other people's bowls all day long.
meat!"
Shen Lang was asking for trouble, so he had no choice but to say "yes" and left in despair.
Zhao Gang laughed and said to Li Yunlong: "This is not your fault. We usually transfer the troops from the third battalion to the first and second battalions. Now that the third battalion has a small Northeast, can people not be jealous?"
"That's a special situation!" Li Yunlong replied: "The third battalion used to have either new recruits or wounded soldiers. It couldn't fight without bringing in the veterans. Can it be the same now? Who would organize it into two battalions if there are three battalions?"
Why do you think their brains are not clear?"
Zhao Gang laughed and said, "It's not because they are ignorant. It's clearly because you, Li Yunlong, don't play by the rules!"
Zhao Gang said this, but secretly sighed in his heart: Xiao Dongbei has revitalized a camp by himself!
Just as he was thinking about it, the commander of the third battalion, Guan Dashan, came again. As soon as he entered the door, he took off his hat and said in an aggrieved voice: "Captain, you have to leave a way for our battalion to survive! I usually accept this tune.
If Xiao Dongbei is transferred away again today, I... I will stop being the battalion commander!"
Li Yunlong, who was drinking water, was so angry that he threw his cup on the table and cursed: "Who the hell wants to transfer Xiao Dongbei away? You all come up in turns to make trouble as if you've seen a ghost and want to rebel.
Or what?"
Zhao Gang could only smile bitterly. The only one who could make the battalion commanders of the Independent Regiment so nervous was Xiao Dongbei.
Compared with the relaxation of the cadres, Wang Xuexin seemed dull and depressed.
Cadres have seen too many casualties, and they have learned to deal with them calmly. Otherwise, every time there are casualties among soldiers, just like in the movies, they will complain about revenge or something, and the cadres will stop doing other things and just deal with them one by one.
Just fine.
But it's a different story on the soldiers' side, especially when most of the first platoon is made up of new recruits.
There were a total of seventeen casualties in this battle, of which ten were killed, five were seriously injured, and two were slightly injured.
The minor injuries mentioned here refer to injuries that do not require surgery and can be managed with bandages... If this is considered a serious injury in Wang Xuexin's opinion, for example, a soldier's palm was stabbed with a bayonet.
He was pierced, two pieces of his finger were cut off, and a pack of bandages was considered a minor injury.
If we really talk about minor injuries, such as shrapnel scratches, bayonet cuts, etc., almost everyone has them, and these cannot be counted as "minor injuries."
There is nothing that can be done about it. The medical conditions of the Eighth Route Army are like this. The seriously wounded are sent to the headquarters field hospital for treatment, while the lightly wounded can only be raised on the spot.
The soldiers were sitting on the kang in silence one by one. The air was filled with the smell of blood and herbs. Doctor Niu was applying medicine to the wound cut by the bayonet on Huzi's abdomen. Huzi gritted his teeth and felt blue veins on his forehead in pain.
He jumped but didn't even make a sound.
After Dr. Niu finished bandaging, he said: "Fortunately, the scratch is not deep, so the problem is not big. Just don't have a fever. If you have a fever, you can only carry it!"
Doctor Niu's surname is not Niu, his surname is Ma.
The reason why he is called Doctor Niu is because he is the veterinarian in the village who specializes in treating cattle.
This is often the case in remote and remote areas. If a person is sick, he can stay alone for a few days, or he can work in the fields and sweat.
Not so with cows. If there were no cows, we wouldn't be able to farm the land.
Therefore, there is no need for doctors to treat people, but there must be veterinarians to treat cows.
There was only one Doctor Niu within ten miles of Zhaojiayu who knew medical skills and could collect herbs. Of course, he could only heal the soldiers.
Wu Jin stared at all this with his mouth open, and timidly asked Wang Xuexin, who was sitting on the bench sorting out his equipment: "Xiao Dongbei, you... are you usually like this?"
"What else can I do?" Wang Xuexin didn't understand what hardware meant.
He looked up at the scarred soldiers, then looked at Wu Jin, and then it became clear... Wu Jin was following the troops to launch a general attack on the Japanese army, and he was frightened by the scene of mountains of corpses, seas of blood, and scenes of people fighting for their lives.
, I haven’t come back to my senses yet.
In fact, Wang Xuexin is also afraid, and he believes that the soldiers are no exception.
But to survive, to take revenge, to fight, what else can be done?
Wang Xuexin smiled helplessly and replied: "You'll get used to it after seeing it too much!"
Wu Jin swallowed his saliva and nodded with difficulty.
The reason why he has not gotten used to it is because he has lived in Shanghai since he was a child, and the conditions are relatively good. He escaped before the fall of Shanghai, and later became a technician in the arsenal... He has never had the opportunity to see the cruel side of war. Today, he can
I have seen it.
Seeing Wu Jin's lingering fear, Wang Xuexin asked casually: "You still want to go to the battlefield to fight the Japanese?"
Wu Jin hesitated for a moment, then nodded firmly and replied: "You said it too, you get used to it after seeing it too much, I can adapt to it!"
Hardware couldn't help but admire Xiao Dongbei in his heart. He couldn't stand just looking at it, but Xiao Dongbei was able to jump around on the battlefield to fight the Japanese, and even led dozens of soldiers...
Wu Jin secretly made up his mind, if he could really go to the battlefield, he would follow Xiao Dongbei!
Wang Xuexin didn't answer. He just took out a meat can from his bag, took out his bayonet and pierced the opening, then opened the lid along the opening, raised his head while handing over the hardware: "You must be hungry! I got the meat from the Japanese."
Canned food is considered a good thing here!"
Hardware stretched out his hand to take it, but when he saw something dark and fishy in the can, he suddenly felt nauseated again. He quickly retracted his hand and covered his mouth, then rushed out of the house and vomited again...
This scene only made the soldiers laugh out loud, and even the injured Hu Zi couldn't hold it back.
But it was painful when he smiled, and the wound immediately throbbed and made him grin.