More than a week had passed since the battle, and Li Feng had been able to stand up and walk around freely, and Xiao Jin didn't want to endure the pain of alcohol disinfection, so he simply sent things to the door every time and left.

Erfat didn't want to endure the pain of alcohol disinfection, so he didn't even leave, and just stayed in the hospital.

Because there haven't been many things recently, most of the burden has been on the heads of Ma Zongcai, Song Yi and Xiao Wen, so Li Feng's task is to stabilize the emotions of these wounded in the hospital.

How about going to this seriously injured area today to see the wounded? Tomorrow I will go to another place to smoke with some veterans, and then I will be "beaten" by the nurses.

The efficiency of killing pigs on the farm is very high, I heard that a lot of pigs have been killed in recent days, and the pigs' heads have been invited back by the nearby landlord Lao Cai, and I heard that they want to worship their ancestors and pray for peace.

The little fat man felt that it was better to worship the ancestor and pray for peace, than to worship the gun in his hand.

The common people have not been without things to do recently, especially those refugees, as soon as they heard that the Eighth Route Army was going to recruit workers, they ran over, wearing a sack, which looked like a sack, unpacked and tied to their bodies.

Because Li Feng had collected a lot of cotton before, he now adopted the method of disaster relief through work, so that these refugees have a sense of peace in their hearts, knowing that they will be able to eat enough with their own hands is more important than the amount of disaster relief money and relief food.

Li Feng basically handed over the money sent by Chongqing to the refugees, it is not interesting to be greedy for this money, and Li Feng will not be greedy for money at all, what he wants more is food.

There are many jobs provided by the local government of the Eighth Route Army, and the most lucrative of them is to help the Eighth Route Army dispose of the remains of martyrs, and by the way, remove the bodies of devils.

Although it was said that the dead were the greatest, the little fat man didn't want to let go of the corpses of these devils, so he simply asked a bold man to send a letter to the devils, asking them to take money to redeem these corpses.

Unexpectedly, these devils agreed without even talking about the price, and were willing to redeem these corpses at a high price, so that the Eighth Route Army would not harm their remains.

Li Feng naturally didn't have any interest in the corpse of the devil, after all, he was a normal person, but recently there were many abnormal people in the army, and he looked very restless, so if there was a hole in the corpse of the devil, or if the head was cut off, it didn't matter to him.

After all, the anger in their warriors' hearts needs to be vented, they can't cut their own people, then of course they have to cut devils, I haven't heard that there are people rushing to kill pigs recently!

Stabilizing the mood of the wounded is a very heavy task, and I don't know what is going on, obviously I just saw a head nurse walking over to take away a large bag of cigarettes, how did I turn my head and find that these veterans took out a pack from their bodies.

"Where did you get so many cigarettes?" The little fat man watched the head nurse walk away, and quietly ordered one, and then grabbed the second fat man to block it.

The veterans smiled extremely obscenely, if he didn't understand the character of these veterans, he would have thought that these people were puppet soldiers!

"Hehe, boss, you don't have to worry about it, we can make a fortune this time, you know the puppet army nearby, these guys have always been very dishonest.

But they are afraid of death, and they are afraid that our bullets will not be long-sighted, but they don't want to give up the job of the puppet army, so the brothers simply thought of a way, and agreed with them that when they fight, they will be responsible for fighting the air, and we will be responsible for fighting the devils, and the two sides will complement each other and interfere.

But one thing to be clear, that is, the puppet army must spend some money and blood. "Yunnan

"Damn, you're collecting a poll tax!" The little fat man admired the practices of these veteran wanderers very much, and the poll tax was actually received from the puppet army, which was very Lao Tzu's demeanor and did a good job.

To put it bluntly, the matter is very simple, that is, the puppet army is afraid of death and has low combat effectiveness, and is unwilling to give up the job of the puppet army.

The soldiers of the Eighth Route Army think that it is a coincidence, we are just the opposite of you, we are not afraid of death, we are strong in combat and very concerned about the benefits in your bowl.

So the puppet army has no choice, if you want to save your life on the battlefield, you really have to pay money, not only that, but tributes such as cigarettes and liquor cannot be less at all, otherwise the Eighth Route Army should go to their house to greet them.

"Boss, I learned from you!" The veterans' humble appearance is very disgusting, none of them are good things, but they have to pretend to be learned, no wonder they are still alive now, it would be strange if someone with such a good brain died!

"It's a pity that many of my brothers can't smoke these cigarettes!" I don't know which veteran said it, and then the atmosphere in the ward cooled down, and everyone lowered their heads and didn't speak, just smoked hard.

I don't know how long it took, after Li Feng finished smoking a cigarette, he threw it on the ground and trampled it out, and then said to the veterans around him:

"I heard that the bodies of my brothers have been buried, this first seven has just passed, we didn't catch up because of our injuries, and we will go over to see it after a while.

Remember, I have all the cigarettes and alcohol ready, and I can't miss anything at all, and I'm preparing some other things these days, and I'm going to burn them all for the next time I see them. ”

The snow in the sky had stopped, but the passion in the hearts of the warriors had not stopped, and their grief had not stopped.

After a period of counting, Song Yi finally counted their casualties completely, and when he saw this number, he lowered his head and didn't want to say more.

On this day, a lot of people gathered in Li Feng's ward, and each squadron sent people over, because the little fat man's injuries were not completely healed and he couldn't move too far, so the meeting could only be held in the hospital.

"Captain, the casualties of our squadrons this time are a total of 2,748 people, of which 762 are killed and 180 are disabled, and the rest are all seriously injured and lightly injured!

Among them, the main side suffered the largest casualties, more than 1,000 people, and most of the people killed in the battle were also from the main department.

More than 800 guns were damaged, 10 guns were damaged, and half of the total ammunition was consumed......"

No matter how much money you have, you can't compare to your dead brothers, and no matter how much money you spend, you can't buy back the lives of the sacrificed soldiers.

Hundreds of fresh lives disappeared from their sight forever, Li Feng's mood was a little low, he didn't expect that the casualties this time would be so large, which directly made the formation hurt their muscles and bones.

Even the local militia suffered heavy casualties, and even several groups of militia were wiped out in order to stop the progress of the devils.

These people sacrificed their lives for the independence of the Chinese nation and to protect their hometown and relatives, and their names should be recorded!

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