Chapter 12

On October 13, 1940, the Battle of the Hundred Regiments!

This point in time happened to be the last stage of the Battle of the Hundred Regiments, in order to counter the retaliation and sweep of the Japanese puppet army.

He can't complain that the war is so fierce, and the Chanan area where he is now is the key area of the so-called "purge operation" of the Japanese puppet army, and it is also the 110th Division of the Japanese army, the main force of the Japanese army, stationed in Mongolia.

With the title of wounded, Zhang Lie did not receive a combat mission in the past two days. In the past two days, Zhang Lie completely straightened out his body and recovered.

There is no shortage of nutrition or anything, and I don't take advantage of the hospital, and when I am hungry, I go out to hunt some game. After a simple cooking, the taste can be exquisite, and the originally thin body looks strong.

Chen Hong has also opened meat in the past two days, and occasionally can eat some game. It's just that Zhang Lie is dissatisfied with her leaving the food Zhang Lie gave her to others.

In his opinion, it is better to give these food to the seriously injured who lack medical care and medicine, and it is better to make up for the lightly wounded. At the very least, after the minor wounded have healed, they can quickly join the battle. And these seriously injured people, in Zhang Lie's eyes, are waiting for death, and many of them even eat and vomit whatever they want, all of which are wasted.

Back at the field hospital, Zhang Lie, as usual, squatted behind the door panel, did not speak, closed his eyes as if he was asleep.

Only this time, as soon as Zhang Lie sat down, he was kicked up by a middle-aged bearded soil doctor. This person is Xu Zhankui, the director of the field hospital, and I heard Chen Hong say that he was originally a well-known veterinarian. So under his leadership, the treatment method in this field hospital is very rough, and the cure rate is also extreme.

"I said you doll, you know how to eat and sleep every day, sleep and eat! Even if you don't want to go to war, you're afraid of death. You are doing a little favor in the hospital, and you can't see other people's busy feet on the ground. Xu Zhankui has been staring at Zhang Lie for a few days, firstly, it is strange that this guy was so seriously injured, how can he be fine, the most important thing is that this guy is actually fat?

The injury was healed, and he didn't want to return to the team, but stayed in the hospital to eat and drink, and he made fat. In this way, Xu Zhankui can still be happy, just now he is still looking for this guy in the courtyard, the hospital is really short of manpower, and Zhang Lie, an idler, naturally has to be reused.

Zhang Lie didn't expect someone to kick him, but he wanted to hide, and no one could kick him. Xu Zhankui's foot on him was no different from itching.

When he opened his eyes and looked at this bearded "veterinarian", Zhang Lie didn't show an unhappy expression, just looked at him blankly.

"Quick, get up, and carry the wounded with me. Another batch of wounded people from the front line is to be delivered, and there is no one in the hospital! Xu Zhankui scolded, not giving Zhang Lie face at all.

Zhang Lie got up, didn't speak, and followed behind Xu Zhankui.

When Xu Zhankui saw that this kid was following, he didn't care about him anymore, and organized other people to meet the group of wounded people who were about to arrive.

As soon as I walked out of the temple gate more than ten meters away, I saw a small group of Tubalu in front of me who was full of the smell of gunpowder smoke hurrying to this side, some carrying stretchers, and those who used wheelbarrows to support the wounded.

"You doll, why don't you have any eyesight, you can't see everyone else going up!"

Xu Zhankui kicked Zhang Lie's ass again, looking at Zhang Lie's appearance, he just thought he was stupid for reading. If you don't want a good young man, why are you so stunned! Of course, he didn't know that there was a disease called "post-war psychological syndrome", otherwise he would only think that Zhang Lie had this disease.

Zhang Lie had just walked a few steps, and on the oncoming stretcher, a dying warrior was lying on it, his breathing was already weak at this time, and he would lose his life at any time.

As soon as he wanted to raise his hand, he saw a small soldier carrying the stretcher shouting loudly: "Zhang Lie, you are still alive, great!" ”

Thinking of the person on the stretcher again, he said sadly: "Zhang Lie, the regiment commander is no longer good." He would be glad to know you're alive. You know, he's the one who takes the most care of you. ”

My regimental commander?

Zhang Lie didn't speak, and looked at the middle-aged man on the stretcher carefully, but the blood stains had covered his face, and he couldn't see it clearly at all.

He put one hand on the pulse of the regiment leader, and it was almost difficult to detect the sound of the pulse beating, if it were not for Zhang Lie's profound skills, it would be difficult to capture the pulse of the regiment commander.

Can't delay any longer, Zhang Lie quickly counted a few times at the head of the group's heart, and protected the head of the group with Jiuyang true qi.

"Zhang Lie, what are you doing, the regiment commander can't do it, you still beat him!" The little soldier in the back watched Zhang Lie's movements, and wanted to fight with Zhang Lie with red eyes.

The little soldier who had just spoken to Zhang Lie heard this and turned his head to look at Zhang Lie.

Zhang Lie didn't care about anything else, and said: "If you want him to live, just listen to me and put it aside first." I'm here to save him! ”

After Zhang Lie finished speaking, he yelled at Xu Zhankui, who was rushing here: "Veterinarian, bring the silver needle you hidden, I want to use it!" ”

Veterinarian Xu Zhankui was yelled at by Zhang Lie, and forgot for a while that he was the director of the hospital, and his level was much higher than that of Zhang Lie, a little soldier.

It was the two little warriors, who were stunned for a moment, feeling that Zhang Lie was not joking. Thinking of Zhang Lie as a student baby, he has read a lot more, maybe he really has a way to save the head of the regiment.

The two obediently placed the stretcher under a big tree so as not to affect the admission of other wounded people to the hospital. Xu Zhankui saw that Zhang Lie was just poking his fingers at the injured person's body.

Angry, it's not nonsense!

came to Zhang Lie's side, ready to scold, who knew that Zhang Lie would not give him a chance at all. When he was close, Zhang Lie's hand shook slightly, and the set of silver needles hidden on his body was held by Zhang Lie.

"You, you!!"

This set of silver needles, Xu Zhankui can be said to be more precious and more precious. This can be said to be a symbol of his status, although he is not very good at using it, and usually at most he is to prick the people's acupoints and bleed his fingers.

Zhang Lie ignored him at all, with the silver needle in hand, he could do more. Using Hu Qingniu's original meridian acupuncture technique, the regiment leader's injuries were controlled.

"There is, there is breathing, the head of the regiment is alive!"

When the regimental commander was just put down, the two little soldiers couldn't detect his breathing at all. After Zhang Lie's finger poke and silver needle prick, the head of the regiment breathed. In their eyes, Zhang Lie is a part-time god. At the same time, he had great confidence in Zhang Lie's ability to save the head of the regiment.

Xu Zhankui, who was originally angry, was also stupid, and stood there stunned, watching Zhang Lie's movements. Although he didn't know too much, he knew that he had found a treasure.

grinned and said, "My baby, my good baby, I didn't expect our troops to hide such a baby!" ”

When talking about the baby, the two of them thought they were talking about their silver needles, but they soon knew that he was talking about Zhang Lie. The two little warriors were also laughing, as if they were praising them.

Xu Zhankui no longer bothered Zhang Lie, but just looked at Zhang Lie with bright eyes.

Zhang Lie didn't care about Xu Zhankui's thoughts at all, and continued his work of saving people. After making sure that the wounded man's condition was stable, he said to the two little soldiers next to him: "Help him up!" ”

Under Zhang Lie's command, the two little warriors made the wounded sit up straight, and Zhang Lie put his hands against the back of his heart. Running the Jiuyang Divine Skill, the Jiuyang True Qi, which has a powerful ability to restore fù, instantly enters the body of the injured person. The viscera and veins where the true qi passed were nourished and restored, especially some shrapnel remaining in the body, which was directly knocked out of the body by the domineering Jiuyang true qi.

Zhang Lie didn't know how shocking these things he did, if he just used a silver needle to control the injuries of the injured, others would still think that he was a great doctor. But his current actions are so incomprehensible that he doesn't understand what he's doing.

But as the wounded's face became rosy and the exhalation became more even, everyone was shocked, especially when the large and small shrapnel was removed from the wounded one after another, and everyone's frightened mouths could not close.

"Immortals!?" Xu Zhankui can only use this word to describe it, if he is not an immortal, how can he have such a means. Now is not the world of a hundred years from now, without the brainwashing of all kinds of information. They are just ordinary people, and they don't know such an unthinkable thing as luck healing. Can there be such a means, what is not a god?

After about two hours, Zhang Lie stopped moving his hands. The regimental leader, who was originally dying, had regained consciousness earlier, but his body was still very weak and he couldn't move.

At this time, at the entrance of the hospital, a lot of people gathered, especially the commander of the army, who heard about this and also came over.

Standing up, he said to the little soldier beside him: "It's okay, get more meat to make up for him, it won't take long to fully recover." ”

The head of the regiment didn't expect that he would survive, and it was the student baby who usually didn't talk much who saved him. He hadn't read much, and he knew that this might be just the usual accumulation of virtue.

"Thank you!"

Looking at the people around him, Zhang Lie ignored them, turned his head and found a quiet place, ready to rest for a while. He had consumed a lot of his own healing just now, but his proficiency had increased again.

Maybe it was because he saw that Zhang Lie was so unorganized and undisciplined, and the chief was present, so he left as he pleased. Several fighters couldn't help it and were ready to roar at him. But they were stopped by the chief, and they could only look at Zhang Lie's departing figure angrily.

I was too tired to find a relatively quiet place and recuperate cross-legged.

He didn't know that his actions were really seen by Mr. Huo Longhuo, who was standing on the side just now, with his glasses.

Although I don't know what he just did, I think that his own burden is not small. Judging by his situation at this time, he should be in recovery.

In this way, watching Zhang Lie almost recover, Huo Long walked to Zhang Lie's position alone.

He had such a god under his hands, and he felt that he had to talk about it.