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Chapter 421 Lover

"Leader, please leave the task of recruiting soldiers to me."

Just when the regiment leader Zhang Handuo was worried about recruiting troops and was about to act recklessly, Yang Ling stepped forward in time and volunteered.

The troops suffered heavy losses on the Lanfeng battlefield. If they cannot be repaired now, they will just stare blankly if the war starts again.

"Brother Yang, recruiting troops is no better than fighting. We can't afford to delay it. I think it's better to just recruit them by force."

The regiment leader Zhang Handuo was eager to recruit enough soldiers to start training as soon as possible, but he did not have much confidence that Yang Ling could successfully recruit soldiers.

"Commander, as the saying goes, forceful melons are not sweet. If we go to the town to forcefully recruit troops, I am afraid it will be counterproductive. This matter is of great importance. If the commander believes in me, I promise to recruit enough soldiers."

The regiment leader Zhang Handuo never understood this truth, but now that the army is seriously short of personnel, his plan to recruit troops by force is a helpless move. If the troops cannot be recruited and trained as soon as possible, then the next war will not be fought.

The chief of staff of the regiment was tired from running around but could not recruit any troops. He was eager for Yang Ling to take over this hot potato, so he hurriedly said: "Regiment leader, why don't you let Deputy Commander Yang give it a try?"

Thinking of Yang Ling's always full of ideas and full of confidence at the moment, Zhang Handuo lowered his head and thought for a moment before deciding to let Yang Ling give it a try.

"Okay, Brother Yang, let's give it a try. I'll give you two days. If we can't recruit enough people to replenish the army, we will have to go to the town to recruit troops by force."

Seeing that Zhang Handuo agreed, Yang Ling breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that Zhang Handuo would go to the town to forcefully recruit troops. After all, even if the kidnapped people gathered enough heads, they would be greatly reduced in fighting, and the combat effectiveness of the troops would not be increased.

, everything is in vain.

Yang Ling took over the job of recruiting troops, which made Wang Huzi and others full of doubts. Recruiting troops was easy said, but difficult to do.

"Regimental deputy, what are we doing in this muddy water? Just conscript by force. As long as those strong men join the army, I will still train them to be obedient and howl when fighting."

Yang Ling shook his head and said: "You don't understand this. What you need in this war is to be of one mind. When you go to the battlefield, you have to have the consciousness to take bullets for your brothers. On weekdays, you can control those people who are captured by force and obey them.

Tie, if a war breaks out, can you ensure that they don't run away? That they don't shoot you in the back?"

Captain Wang Huzi, the company commander, touched his head and muttered: "That's true..."

"Okay, bring a platoon of brothers with me, and we'll recruit troops." Yang Ling told Wang Huzi.

Wang Huzi asked curiously: "Regiment deputy, where should we recruit troops?"

"You'll know when you get to the end of the field." Yang Ling smiled, deliberately giving the lie.

Full of doubts, Wang Huzi and a platoon of brothers followed Yang Ling and quickly arrived at a field hospital on the outskirts of De'an City.

This field hospital is hidden in the woods on the outskirts of the city. It houses thousands of wounded soldiers who were injured on the battlefield. From a distance, you can smell the smell of blood mixed with medicine. The weather is sultry and the stench is really unpleasant.

"Regimental deputy, we are recruiting troops, why are we here at this field hospital?" Wang Huzi was even more confused now.

Without explaining, Yang Ling strode towards the hospital. His target this time was the soldiers who had recovered from injuries in the field hospital, and he planned to capture them all and add them to his regiment.

Compared to going to the town to force recruits, these soldiers who have recovered from injuries are much better. Most of them have battlefield combat experience, and there are many veterans.

As long as they are added to the company and undergo a little restorative training, their combat effectiveness will be re-expanded. In Yang Ling's eyes, these injured veterans are treasures that are hard to replace.

Yang Ling met the director of the field hospital, a skinny middle-aged man, in a dilapidated tent. He directly explained the purpose of his visit without mincing words.

"Deputy Commander Yang, these injured soldiers will return to their respective units according to regulations. If you want to add them to your unit, I can't make the decision. Please come back."

The hospital director flatly rejected Yang Ling's request. Yang Ling had to take out the stamped warrant from brigade commander Zhou Zhidao, but it still didn't work.

"Deputy Commander Yang, it is the regulations above for wounded soldiers to automatically return to their original units after recovery. Not to mention your brigade commander, even your army commander has no authority to detain them by force."

Seeing Yang Ling's reluctance, the hospital director seemed a little impatient and ordered Yang Ling and others to be kicked out.

"Guards, ask them to get out!"

Yang Ling didn't expect to hit a snag as soon as he arrived and was asked out of the tent by the hospital director, which made him feel a little frustrated.

Captain Wang Huzi, the company commander, was also very angry and unhappy. When had they ever experienced such cowardice?

"Regimental deputy, let's go back. It's not worth the fuss over a few wounded soldiers. Why can't we recruit people wherever we are? Why should we look at his face?"

Yang Ling himself was a little annoyed that he thought things were simple. When he was thinking about how to bypass the dean's hurdle and get the injured veteran back, suddenly a familiar figure in the distance came into view.

In more than a year, Zhang Hongying has successfully transformed from an experienced battlefield medic into a field medic after undergoing intensive training in Wuhan.

Life in the hospital is boring and boring. Every day we face wounded soldiers dripping with blood, from simple debridement and bandaging at the beginning to simple surgery at the end.

In the military field hospital where doctors were in short supply, Zhang Hongying grew up rapidly and has now become a female military doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded.

She had just completed an amputation operation, and the snow-white coat she wore was still stained with blood. Due to the lack of medicine, many wounded soldiers who had been sent over had to have their limbs amputated because their wounds were infected and infected.

Zhang Hongying was exhausted and was about to go back to rest for a while. Suddenly she heard someone calling her name and turned around subconsciously.

When she turned around, she happened to see Yang Ling standing not far away, with his tall and straight body and the familiar face that had appeared in her dreams countless times.

All kinds of emotions rushed into her heart like a tide. Zhang Hongying cried with joy. While wiping the tears rolling out of her eyes, she ran and plunged into Yang Ling's arms.

Zhang Hongying was filled with joy at this moment. The image of a strong woman she had established in the hospital was gone. Her psychological defense collapsed quickly like a dam. Since they separated in Bengbu, she had never heard from Yang Ling, and she didn't even know that it was Yang Ling.

Death is life.

Now that she saw Yang Ling standing in front of her, she felt like she was in a dream, or like she had fallen into a honeypot. She hugged Yang Ling tightly, unwilling to let him leave again.

"I thought I would never see you again. You know, I miss you, but every time the wounded soldiers are brought over, I am afraid that you will be among them. I ask people for news about you. Some people say that you died, and some say that you have died.

People say you have made meritorious deeds..."

Zhang Hongying twitched and sobbed like a child in Yang Ling's arms, telling her feelings of missing her. This made Yang Ling feel guilty. Although she often thought of Zhang Hongying, on the battlefield where bullets were flying, she couldn't tolerate it at all.

He thinks too much and has been struggling for life and death on the battlefield.

"Okay, okay, don't cry anymore. I'm back fine." Yang Ling gently patted Zhang Hongying's shoulder and comforted her gently.

Some wounded soldiers looked at their respected Dr. Zhang wailing in Yang Ling's arms, and then looked at the fierce-looking brothers behind Yang Ling. They thought their Dr. Zhang was being bullied.

"Let go of Doctor Zhang!"

Just as Yang Ling and Zhang Hongying were hugging each other, there was a sudden loud shout, and a strong man like an iron tower ran over with a large group of people.


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