Coming to this era inexplicably, this is not the first time Zhuo Fei has been shot, but the first few times he was injured by bullets did not make Zhuo Fei feel as scared as this time. It is said that the steel helmets worn by Japanese soldiers in World War II are like paper paste, but Zhuo Fei now just wants to hold his Japanese steel helmet that was almost pierced by bullets and praise a few words, two bullets in a row hit the Japanese steel helmet worn on Zhuo Fei's head at close range, but they failed to chisel through the steel helmet, and it is precisely because of this that Zhuo Fei can continue to survive.

Slowly twisting his sore neck and looking left and right for a while, squinting his eyes and pretending not to wake up, Zhuo Fei, whose brain was gradually regaining clarity, couldn't help but secretly scolded his mother in his heart, damn it, why are these fucking Japanese soldiers? Zhuo Fei looked calm on the surface, but in fact, he was extremely nervous in his heart, beside him, all the people who were sitting and lying and walking around were damn Japanese soldiers, and there were some men and women in white coats during the period, but listening to the Japanese spoken in their mouths, Zhuo Fei didn't have to think about it to know that these people in white coats were also Japanese.

Zhuo Fei's mind only had the memory of a few seconds after he rushed into the broken house, and what happened after he was hit by a steel helmet with two bullets in a row, but Zhuo Fei had no impression at all, and he didn't know how he appeared here. Zhuo Fei is still bold, but being in such a place where all eyes are full of Japanese, he can't help but feel a wave of panic in his heart. Taking a deep breath and relaxing his ever-increasing heartbeat, Zhuo Fei planned to keep pretending not to wake up.

"Did you hear that? The captain of the First Brigade, Ito Yoshimitsu Shaosata, was broken, and I heard that the casualties of the First Brigade were not small. Fortunately, the troops of our 9th Division have captured Guanghuamen...... This time I will definitely kill the people of China......"

"Breaking through Guanghua Gate, that is also the glory of our 36th Wing...... Our team had bad luck this time, and all the people we ran into were desperate people...... By the way, Your Excellency Wing Commander doesn't know what's going on......"

"What? What happened to your co-captain Jiro Wakisaka? Injured? …… No way? It is said that Wakisaka Jiro Osa has always been only fighting, but I haven't heard that your co-captain Wakisaka Jiro Osa is in his hands? ……”

Pretending not to wake up gave Zhuo Fei a chance to hear the conversation of the wounded Japanese soldiers beside him, and the conversation of these wounded Japanese soldiers also made Zhuo Fei know a lot of things, and he dared to feel that he was now in the field ambulance station set up by the Ninth Division of the Japanese Army outside Guanghua Gate. The Japanese army's field hospital is much stronger than the grass platform team in the security zone, let alone this kind of front-line hospital, Zhuo Fei's old injuries are not good, and it is of course a beautiful thing to be able to treat it with the hands of the Japanese. But Zhuo Fei was a little panicked now, there were Japanese soldiers everywhere, and he was afraid that he would show his stuffing.

In any case, Zhuo Fei couldn't keep pretending not to wake up, not only was he shot at close range to concentrate on the steel helmet, but also the outside of his left leg was hit by a bullet through the wound. The military doctor who inspected the wounded soldiers would check the wounds of the wounded soldiers one by one, and Zhuo Fei was naturally no exception, the military blanket covered by his body was lifted, and when the tweezers with a little coolness touched Zhuo Fei's leg wound, Zhuo Fei, who couldn't help but frown, couldn't continue to pretend that he hadn't woken up.

"Fortunately, this is only a penetrating wound, the wound is not infected and does not show signs of suppuration, and it can be intact after a week of rest, but remember to change dressings and gauze frequently." Zhuo Fei's leg wound was examined by a male military doctor with glasses, who examined Zhuo Fei's leg wound, but only whispered a few words to the nurse who followed behind him, and then walked to the next wounded soldier waiting for examination.

Fortunately, he didn't interrogate himself, and Zhuo Fei, who was secretly glad, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but in the next second, Zhuo Fei's heart that had just relaxed hung up again.

A nurse who followed the military doctor leaned down to help Zhuo Fei change the dressing, which was not a big deal, but the nurse who had changed the medicine had to wipe Zhuo Fei's body. "Such a big child is still shy, my children are older than you......" The female nurse who spoke looked about forty years old, and she looked very ordinary but very enthusiastic. Several wounded soldiers who had been dealt with did not leave, and watched her wipe Zhuo Fei's body from the side, which made Zhuo Fei feel a little embarrassed.

Although the female nurse's movements were very gentle, Zhuo Fei's heart could not be filled with gratitude, the Japanese army is invading his country, Zhuo Fei doesn't care if these doctors and nurses are not military personnel, in his opinion, as long as they are Japanese, they should get out of China. "Hey, are you Private First Class Hideki Yamada?" A rough voice sounded, Zhuo Fei looked over from the corner of his eye, a bearded devil Shao Zuo was standing next to his bed, followed by two Japanese soldiers, Zhuo Fei's eyes couldn't help but squint, those two Japanese soldiers were military police.

"According to the records, Private Yamada, the Tanaka squadron to which you belong should have lost contact after entering the city, but how did you get here?" The bearded Shaozuo ignored the female nurse at all, and just stared at Zhuo Fei's eyes stiffly, trying to see some suspicion from the changes in Zhuo Fei's eyes and facial expressions. What now? Damn, what the hell, Zhuo Fei couldn't help but curse secretly, this is not what he wants to come, in fact, Zhuo Fei doesn't know how he came here. It's a bad dish, but the gendarmes who are not alive just run into the gendarmes who are investigating the wounded soldiers, what should I do? Zhuo Fei was silent on the surface, but there was already a trace of panic in his heart.

"Your Excellency, I think I can answer this question of yours?" Just when Zhuo Fei's heart was about to collapse, suddenly, a weak but provocative voice sounded. The wounded soldiers who had originally come over to watch the excitement dodged a mouth, and a wounded soldier sat up on a hospital bed not far away, and with the help of his companions, he got out of bed and walked towards Zhuo Fei. "I am Lieutenant Hideo Okamoto of the 1st Brigade, and after our 1st Brigade entered the city, we were besieged by a large number of Shina soldiers, and several of my companions and I were forced to stay in a ruin. Private Yamada joined us at that time, but unfortunately, Private Yamada was taken as a soldier by my soldiers, so he was accidentally injured by us, and it was we who sent him here. ”

The explanation of this goods made Zhuo Fei, who was still worried, immediately have an epiphany, and it was the Japanese soldiers who dared to shoot at him in that dilapidated house, and it seemed that it was the Japanese military uniform he was wearing that saved his life. "When we accidentally wounded Private Yamada, he was alone, and we checked Private Yamada's cartridge box and rifle afterwards. When Private Yamada, who was supposed to carry the standard ammunition allocation, encountered us, he had only 21 rounds left on him, and the rifle he was using had seven orthography carved out of the knife. ”

As soon as Hideo Okamoto's words came out, the wounded soldiers on Zhuo Fei's side were suddenly in an uproar, including the bearded Shaozuo when he looked at Zhuo Fei, and he did not hide the envy and admiration in his eyes. Carving orthography into the body of a gun is something only a veteran of marksmanship would do, and each orthography means that the person using the gun has killed at least five enemies. Hideo Okamoto said that the rifle gun used by Zhuo Fei already has 7 straight characters on the body, which means that Zhuo Fei has killed at least 35 enemies, and such a kill number can be regarded as the best in the Imperial Army.

"Your Excellency, I think even if Tanaka's squadron loses contact with the command after entering the city, it shouldn't be the fault of Private Yamada." Perhaps because of Zhuo Fei's apologies and compensation, Hideo Okamoto's voice became louder and louder, "On the contrary, I think Private Yamada should be rewarded immediately, at least the empire needs a model like him who dares to fight alone, if it wasn't for our accidental injury, I think there should be a few more orthography on the rifle used by Private Yamada." ”

Hideo Okamoto's words attracted the approval of the other wounded soldiers, which can be regarded as the contempt shown by these ordinary soldiers who survived the bloody battle to the military police, in any case, this young soldier Yamada can be called an excellent soldier, and should not be questioned by the military police in public.

Zhuo Fei can now put his heart in his chest, looking at the bearded gendarme Shaozuo with a hint of provocation, Zhuo Fei pretended to be difficult in a hoarse voice, "Sir, I'm sorry, our squadron was broken up after entering the city. I followed some people in the city to fight against the defeated Chinese soldiers, and in the end I was the only one left, and I was running out of ammunition at that time, so I thought about finding a place that was easy to defend and continued to shoot the lone Chinese soldiers. ”

Without waiting for the bearded gendarme Shaozuo to react, Zhuo Fei looked at Hideo Okamoto with a difficult smile, "Lieutenant Okamoto, I'm really sorry, I just wanted to find a suitable place for an ambush, and I didn't expect that there were Imperial soldiers in that dilapidated house. If I'm sorry, I'm sorry, if you hadn't brought me to the ambulance, maybe I would have died. I think it's good now, at least I'm alive, and so are you and your men. ”

Although Zhuo Fei's voice was hoarse, his fluent Japanese with a Kyoto accent made the brow of the bearded gendarme Shaozo slightly relaxed, and his duty was to screen the wounded soldiers sent from the city. Zhuo Fei is such a first-class soldier who is not very inconspicuous, first with the help of Hideo Okamoto, a lieutenant, to prove it, and then he heard Zhuo Fei's fluent Japanese with a Kyoto accent, and the bearded Shaozuo, who was originally still skeptical, has been relieved of his doubts at this time.

"Private Yamada, I'm sorry for the question I just asked, please take a good rest, I'm looking forward to what the 36th Wing will do to you." The bearded gendarme Shaozuo who had no doubts said goodbye and left, and Zhuo Fei, who had been wiped by the nurse, was finally able to be comfortably relieved temporarily, but in his heart, Zhuo Fei kept swearing, where the hell is this.