The bleak autumn wind carries a slight chill of early winter, and the withered yellow leaves are spread on the ground with a sad and decadent color.

Haidong had already taken Xiaoyi, Xiuying and two team members to pick herbs on the nearby hillside, and Qiangzi also went to see if there was any prey in yesterday's trap. Xiaobao practiced qigong in the forest in front of him, and during this time, he made rapid progress, and felt that he was about to break through the second pulse of Ren Du, and one breath was running in his body, full of strength, and strive to break through as soon as possible. In that way, the personal combat effectiveness will be greatly improved. Fortunately, there were canned boxes of food in the food seized yesterday, which were just used to hold rice.

At breakfast, Xiaobao told everyone that due to the lack of gauze for the wounded, the soldiers were asked to untie the leggings and wash the wounds, and the herbs they picked in Haidong were basically enough, and everything was ready.

In the expectation of all the Eighth Route Army, finally waited for Xiaobao and the three of them to come over to treat the wounds of these soldiers, in fact, Xiaobao wanted to treat them last night, thinking that the medicine was too precious for them, and accepted Haidong's suggestion to use herbal medicine for treatment, which was kept for use when it was urgently needed in the future, and it was always good to be prepared.

The first to stand up was a little soldier, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a baby face, one meter six or seven tall, his right arm was wounded by shrapnel, deeply embedded in the flesh, Xiao Bao lifted his water suit, and when he checked for him, he pulled his muscles, and Zhan Tu frowned.

Xiaobao's heart tightened suddenly, knowing that he was in pain, and he pitied this little guy very much, in his previous life, it was a good time to read and learn culture at his age, and now the hateful devil has launched a war of aggression against China, plus the corruption of the government and the weakness of the country. So that teenagers like him had to take up arms and go to the battlefield, and many children left their lives on the battlefield, if they were like Huaxia decades later, who would dare to toss. I couldn't help but gently stroke his head and asked, "What's your name?" Afraid of pain? Shrapnel will be taken for you later, and anesthetics are rarely reserved for the seriously wounded. ”

The little warrior replied firmly: "My name is He Xiaoshan, everyone calls me Xiaoshanzi, even if you do it, I am not afraid of pain." Although he said this, his face, distorted by pain, betrayed him.

Xiaobao smiled and said: "Xiao Shanzi is good, as long as you don't hum when you take the shrapnel, I will reward you with a 38 rifle, plus a hundred rounds of ammunition?" ”

Xiao Shanzi and the wounded warriors listened, God! A 38 rifle and 100 rounds of ammunition, he is so generous! You must know that the Eighth Route Army is seriously short of weapons and ammunition, and many soldiers have not been issued a gun for several months after enlisting in the army. The average score of the devil fighters on the battlefield is five bullets, this battle, if there are enough guns and ammunition, they will not be so embarrassed, when retreating, Platoon Commander Li led a squad of nine people with less than 30 rounds of ammunition, and now take shrapnel for Xiaoshanzi, as long as you don't hum, you can get a 38 rifle and bullets, such a good thing, how can you not encounter it yourself! We're wounded, too! The wounded all looked at Xiao Shanzi with envy, and there was a look of encouragement in their eyes, Xiao Shanzi must hold back! This is a much better 38 rifle than the army's Hanyang-made rifle, and there are more bullets than a platoon!

Xiao Shanzi is very happy, a little bit not convinced, is it okay? Q: "Really?" I'm going to keep you silent, you can get the shrapnel quickly. "The thought of having guns and ammunition right away, forgetting the pain, hehehe, smiled.

Xiao Yi saw his cute appearance on the side and said, "Of course Xiaoshanzi is real, if you are good, you will be treated immediately, my sister will apply medicine to you very lightly, it doesn't hurt too much, don't be afraid." ”

Seeing that Xiaoshan couldn't wait, Xiaobao started to use pliers to gently take the shrapnel embedded in the depths of the inside, blood seeped out with the peristalsis of the pliers, Xiaobao held the pliers tightly with one hand, and cleaned the wound with alcohol with the other. The other wounded people all looked at him with goosebumps and worried, for fear that he would not be able to help but snort, and in the end the good things would come to naught, and there would be no joy.

Seeing that the shrapnel was taken out, Xiao Yi hurriedly applied herbs to him, and comforted him while bandaging it gently and distressedly: "Xiao Shanzi will not hurt soon, wait for my sister to bring you the gun!" ”

Xiao Shanzi said happily: "Thank you, sister, I'm not afraid of pain, what is this injury?" There were also a few fighters my size who died," said the finale, with a sad tone.

Everyone was silent, extremely sad and sad in their hearts, and the atmosphere was suddenly depressing and desolate.

Seeing such a depressed and sad appearance in the eight roads, Xiao Baoxin was very uncomfortable, knowing that the communist D team fought very hard in every battle in the five sieges of the national D, and sacrificed many outstanding soldiers and outstanding military cadres, the main reason of which was that the equipment was backward, the ammunition was insufficient, and the medical care could not keep up.

In the next eight years of the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, the situation became more cruel and difficult, the Chinese military and civilian casualties were thousands, and the strength of any individual could not change anything.

Xiaobao looked at the soldiers waiting for healing in front of him and said: "You are all good, you are the troops who dare to play with the devil's real guns and knives, but now the medicine is tight, the road to the War of Resistance is still long, there will be more battles waiting for us to fight, anesthetics and other drugs should be used when saving lives, there are ancient things to scrape bones and heal wounds, I believe you can also do it, I believe that the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army are all heroes." ”

As soon as Xiaobao's words fell, the entire cave rose and fell with each other, and the warrior's cry sounded, "Captain Xiaobao, you just have to heal, thank you very much for saving your life, we can endure any pain." ”

Platoon Commander Li and the others were waiting outside for them to treat the wounded, and they were very worried when they heard that they did not need anesthetics, and they did not know if the wounded could endure the pain. Suddenly, I heard the wounded say that they were not afraid of pain, and let go of the wounds, and the voice revealed confidence and strong will, I really don't know what the security captain said to them?

Everyone lined up and received treatment in an orderly manner, all of them were heroes, but no one snorted, some of their teeth were clenched, and their bodies trembled without saying a word. It took more than two hours to bandage the last wounded, and the whole process was a lot of laughter. Especially Xiao Shanzi has never stopped laughing, giving the people waiting outside feel that they are not healing their injuries, but doing a happy thing, so that they are confused and can go in to see, and they can't figure out what is going on inside, why are they so happy?

However, the mood of his Eighth Route Army was very heavy, and there was a lot of fighting outside, but he could only be buried on this mountain and could not participate. Soldiers have the responsibility of soldiers, they have their concerns, they have their worries about their comrades-in-arms, they are very anxious, but they are very helpless, so many wounded people have to be taken care of, there are a few guns but no bullets, I just hope to contact the troops as soon as possible and return to the battlefield to kill the enemy.

Today's luck was good, on the first day Hadron caught a wild boar, a fist-sized piece of meat, mixed with a few pheasants tumbling, gurgling, boiling, and fragrant in the cauldron, which could be smelled from afar.

The Eighth Route Army was even more greedy, swallowing saliva when they smelled the fragrance, and they hadn't eaten enough meat for a long time. Today, I can eat a few more pieces of meat in the light of the security team, but I am very sad to think about it, my own battlefield is on this mountain full of wild beasts, just thinking about digging wild vegetables, picking wild fruits, hunting is something that I dare not think about, the gold of bullets is expensive, and it is not enough to fight devils. The people of these security teams were like fish in water in the forest, and they did not miss a single shot or a single shot. Daily necessities are also available, how can this look like hiding from the war, it is simply a tour of the mountains and rivers, good food and drink, the gap between the two troops will be so big yesterday? Fortunately, they are not hostile to the Eighth Route Army, they help everywhere, I really hope to have the opportunity to learn from them the ability to kill the enemy and survive!

Respectively, some of the light and serious wounded were brought in, Wang Xue and a few soldiers also went in to take care of them, and the rest of the soldiers and team members all gathered around and ate a lot, it was really melted in the mouth, and they didn't have time to chew slowly...... It's so fragrant, I've never eaten anything so delicious.

The life of the members of the cheetah team often lives like this, there is nothing unusual, they all eat slowly and methodically, and looking at their appearance, they know how hard the life of the Eighth Route Army is.

After the meal, the people on both sides dispersed, and many soldiers of the Eighth Route Army patted their stomachs with satisfaction, eating too refreshingly, and the red soldiers came back from reconnaissance, as if they had any news to report to Xiaobao. Platoon Commander Li got up and went into the cave to discuss things with Wang Xue and Deputy Regiment Commander He, each with its own rules, deliberately avoiding it and not letting the other party hear it.

Only Xiao Shanzi looked eagerly at Xiao Bao's departing figure, with a slightly disappointed expression. Xiao Yi knew that he was worried about guns and ammunition, Xiao Bao had an explanation just now, and gave it to him after dinner. Xiao Yi called his brother over and asked him to get a 38 rifle and 100 rounds of ammunition and hand them to Xiao Shanzi.

Xiao Shanzi held his own gun, couldn't put it down, full of bullets, and stuffed bullets in the pockets of his clothes, that joy, there is no need to mention it. The other wars asked the reason for the reason, only to know that it was because when they took the shrapnel, they didn't hum out the prize, and they were jealous, envious and hateful in their hearts! How can I not be the first to receive love treatment without a little injury? Is there a chance to get these as well? Xiao Shanzi got a brand-new devil 38 rifle, and the whole battalion didn't have such a good rifle! 100 bullets, too rich, if only he had such a good gun! The especially annoying Xiaoshanzi called the beautiful Xiaoyi girl to be the group sister, and kept thanking her sister. This sister is so good to him. not only quietly stuffed him with a few watermelon grenades, but also said that after the bullets were finished, he told his sister that he had to practice his marksmanship well and the bullets were enough. What shit luck this kid has taken. It's not good if you don't envy and jealousy, when did you become someone else's younger brother again, but it feels really good to have such a beautiful and rich sister!