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Chapter 232 Let's serve a side dish first (1)

Sure enough, early the next morning, the special forces who had rested received their equipment and were ordered to rush back to the base along the mountain road within one day.

There was Gou Defu in the team who was equally well-armed and also carried an iron pot on his back. According to Liu Lang, this guy was left to them. No matter if he ran away or the thirteen of them resisted, they would all return together on time.

base.

The others followed Liu Lang on horseback, including the big man who was already awake and wanted to insist on running back with his comrades.

Fortunately, although Liu Lang appreciated his tenacity, he still rejected his almost self-harm behavior. Yesterday, he even thought that he had lost this outstanding soldier who could best catch up with him.

Because the big man's fever was not due to a cold, but due to infection caused by countless bacteria on the black bear's paws. Faced with this bacterial infection, even Liu Lang was helpless. Because he did not have antibiotics in his hands,

Not to mention that he didn't even have Chairman Chiang Kai-shek, the wheelchair-bound American cowboy in the world's most powerful industrial empire.

In this era, antibiotics had not yet appeared. Let alone cephalosporins, even penicillin was only put into practical use in the late World War II, and its price was comparable to gold.

In this era, curbing bacterial infections is a common problem in the medical community around the world. Even sulfonamides, which Liu Lang regarded as the dregs of anti-inflammatory drugs, had to wait until 1936, three years later, to make their debut and invent it.

The biochemist Gerhard Dumat also won the Nobel Prize in Medicine.

In this era, due to bacterial infection of wounds, there are almost terminal illnesses. The doctors accompanying the team can only use it as a doctor for the big man, and Liu Lang thinks that the national army's standing medicine is not popular in wound medicine.

---Hemostatic powder.

In fact, hemostatic powder is somewhat similar to Yunnan Baiyao of later generations, which has the effect of stopping bleeding, reducing inflammation and analgesia. However, the slow efficacy of traditional Chinese medicine has obvious disadvantages in trauma. Many soldiers did not have time to wait for the medicine to take effect because of bacterial infections.

Died from various complications.

In a battle, not many soldiers died on the spot, but more soldiers who suffered gunshot wounds and artillery wounds died miserably in the rear hospital because there was no anti-inflammatory medicine.

Liu Lang was even prepared to accept the grief that an extremely good soldier was about to leave him. No one knew that he was sitting next to his soldier in the hut all night.

Stayed up all night.

But Liu Lang did not regret doing this training. Without sacrifice, there would be no victory. Without repeated training, there would be no sharp blade that could pierce the enemy's heart at any time.

The country is about to be destroyed and the family is about to perish. In order for future generations to have a place to stand, no one can bravely accept the sacrifice, including himself.

The moment the sun rose, this guy's fever miraculously subsided. Not only did the fever subside, but he also had a great appetite. When he got up, he drank three large bowls of porridge, two eggs and two fires. If it weren't for the fear that he would survive

Bad belly, that guy with a perverted physique can definitely eat ten fires.

Liu Lang couldn't help but marvel at his strong immunity.

However, this incident also reminded Liu Lang that anti-inflammatory drugs, a magic weapon, must appear in the independent regiment's logistics system. Otherwise, he doesn't know how many injuries he will suffer in the future.

But how sulfonamides are synthesized and how penicillin is composed, Liu Lang knows nothing. He only knows that after Americans discovered penicillin, the news spread to China, and a Chinese microbiologist extracted it from penicillium grown on leather.

precious penicillin.

Ye Qisun, a master of physics who has been contacted many times by telegram, is about to take his students to the Independence Regiment Base. The news about the steelmaking plant and Grunov's primary metal stamping machine tool has made Professor Ye impatient.

It shouldn't be a big problem for him to bring a few more experts in biochemistry. As long as Liu Lang throws out the temptation of penicillin, no one can resist this temptation.

The 100-mile mountain road was basically not a big problem for the special forces who had rested for the night. Gou Defu, who was almost exhausted, was carried by a few of the strongest guys for almost thirty miles.

Arriving at the base, the smart cook, who could tell that the commander had bad intentions just by looking at the sinister smile on his face, was assigned another difficult task.

While continuing to serve as his cooking squad leader, he also served as a breeder. He raised three wolf cubs that were no more than two months old in size after losing their mother.

Gou Defu, who has gradually transformed from a playboy to a cook, looked at the three little wolves with an extremely gloomy mood. Mo Xiaomao had already told him that the wolf's lactation period was about two months. What else could this independent group do except

Except for Chief Ji and a few little nurses, they were all male creatures. Where could he get milk for them?

"You can do it, Squad Leader Gou." Liu Lang patted Gou Defu on the shoulder and glanced meaningfully at his chest.

"I understand, we can find the bitch. Thank you, sir, for reminding me." Gou Defu cheered and led a few wolf cubs away.

Who doesn’t raise hunting dogs in the mountains? It’s freezing, so hunting dogs aren’t allowed to have puppies! There’s nothing wrong with the idea of ​​getting rich.

Damn it, Liu Lang couldn't help but slipped and almost fell down. Who said this guy is a second-rate guy? He's getting smarter and smarter.

The special forces are still lined up in front of the open space at the back mountain station, waiting for Liu Lang's orders. The commander said that they will be given armbands belonging to the special forces before the new year. At that time, they can truly become a special forces.

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Liu Lang was also walking this way. As he walked, he asked Ling Hong beside him: "How are you doing? Have you completed the tasks assigned to you two in the past ten days?"

Ling Hong's eyes twitched, he waved a bag in his hand toward Liu Lang and said, "It's ready. It's just this winter. It's really hard to find. There aren't many."

Thinking of what was in his bag, even Ling Hong, who had been tortured by the group, still had goosebumps all over his body.

Xiao Fenghua also silently lifted the bag in his hand. It was bulging, showing that there seemed to be a lot of gadgets in it. However, his face was not so pretty either.

"It doesn't matter, this is just a side dish, there will be a big meal later." Liu Lang waved his hand indifferently.

Ling Hong felt a chill go down his spine. Is this just a side dish?

Don't you have a share of this feast? Ling Hong doesn't think that he, the squadron leader, will have any preferential treatment in front of his superiors. He has also been trained to death these days.

With an uneasy mood, the two squadron captains followed Liu Lang and walked to the 14 soldiers who had already lined up.

Although Chen Yunfa was still wearing a bandage, he still insisted on standing in the queue. This was his honor and he would not be absent due to pain.

"Rookies, first of all, congratulations on surviving the three-month training period. Although you are still very good, in my hometown dialect, you are called a bad person."

As soon as Liu Lang opened his mouth, the future special forces soldiers wanted to cover their heads. Here they go again, attacking people again. Faced with Liu Lang's endless attacks, the soldiers were basically used to it. Even if they were not angry, no one would dare.

Show your displeasure on your face.

The Bull Demon King is really too beastly, and an enemy machine gun will come over at every turn. You can only throw yourself down in the pit in front of you, otherwise, you will be dead. If you die, you will naturally be eliminated. Do you want to avoid being eliminated?

If you are eliminated, you can only throw yourself into the pit without hesitation. Who dares to raise their head in the face of machine gun bullets?

And that pit is 100% a cesspit. How would it feel to bury your whole body in a cesspit? Just thinking about it, you know it will definitely not be a very pleasant thing.


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