It was about 7 o'clock in the morning, and it was already dawn in Ledo, and the weather was nice today, and the sky was cloudless. Zhao Zhi was lying on the wire bed, looking at the sky outside the window, and he was in a very good mood. The wound has been changed with the medicine, there is no major problem, last night and Dean Holly discussed for a long time, the old man finally promised the hospital not to withdraw first. If the new 38th Division had not arrived within two days, as an apology, Zhao Zhi would have escorted the hospital to Ramgar.

The Japanese shelling had long since stopped, and it rained in the middle of the night, and the smoke and smell of blood that filled the whole of Ledo were much lighter. There were many more people on the streets of the small town of Ledo, who were gathering the dead and searching for the wounded. There were also about 100 or so expeditionary soldiers who stayed in Ledo Hospital for treatment, most of them were suffering from typhoid fever and malaria. These diseases are slow to heal, so they didn't rush to Lamga in time, and Zhao Zhi picked them up.

Now Zhao Zhi only has less than 40 doglegs left in his hands, and less than 60 of the 100 elites left, and the elites of the first battle on the river bank have lost more than a dozen. This is less than 100 people, which is the power that Zhao Zhi can really master, and those foreign soldiers are unreliable after all. The more than 100 defeated soldiers stranded in the hospital were what Zhao Zhi had to take, and Uncle Guo took Xiucai and a few guys who could speak well, and a large number of cans and cigarettes to mingle with the defeated soldiers. The defeated soldiers stayed in the hospital, just one meal and two meals a day, and they were good to raise anyway. Uncle Guo and they brought boxes of canned food and cigarettes, and the defeated soldiers had never seen this formation, and they were all desperately eating, for fear that there would be no such shop in this village.

However, after eating, Uncle Guo did not allow private storage and entrainment to take away, but just gave up a few boxes of cans and a few cigarettes, and Uncle Guo gathered all the defeated soldiers in the hospital. Everyone is not a soldier just for stuttering, now that Zhao Zhi has something to eat, of course he will follow them first, if not, he will go again. This is the real idea of the veteran oilers among the defeated soldiers, most of these veterans have changed a lot of troops, carrying and selling soldiers for others, and they have not done such things less. Now it's just a change of place to eat, so most people have no objection to joining the advance camp.

Zhao Zhi had already asked Edward to send a telegram to Yuan Qingqing to report their safety, and asked them to stay on Ramga's side first, and when Ledo was stable, he called them over, after all, there were still Japanese troops here. Those foreign soldiers, Zhao Zhi had already ordered them to camp separately, there were many foreign female nurses in the hospital, and the soldiers also liked to go to the hospital, so Zhao Zhi arranged for them to be stationed in the hospital. The defeated soldiers had been taken out of the hospital by Uncle Guo and camped in another place in Ledo.

The weather was good, the Japanese army stopped firing, and Zhao Zhi's mood was much more relaxed. After putting on his military uniform, Zhao Zhi stood by the window, looking at the clear sky outside, thinking in his heart. After experiencing life and death again, Zhao Zhi's heart suddenly emptied, and he was already a little confused. The brethren who followed him fought less and less, and with each battle there were fewer and fewer, and he became more and more cold-blooded. The Japanese army Zhao Zhi killed, his own Zhao Zhi also killed, and everyone who was dangerous to himself became his enemy, Zhao Zhi didn't know if it was right to do this, he didn't know.

But when Zhao Zhi thought of Yuan Qingqing, Uncle Guo, and Lao Pao, his heart couldn't help but warm, and something seemed to be in his mind. Yes, even for the sake of these brothers who follow him, he must live well, for the people he loves and for the love of himself. After some ideological struggle, Zhao Zhi finally understood the doubts in his heart, and now it was finally sunny after the rain, Zhao Zhi buckled up his steel helmet and strode out of the room, he wanted to see the new defeated soldiers.

Zhao Zhi's camp was the material warehouse that Zhao Zhi and the others had tricked into, and Edward said that there were too many things in it to pull away. Zhao Zhi simply gave some to the hospital, and kept the rest, and asked the rich man to get it to Lambgar if he couldn't use it up, anyway, the British army thought it had burned down.

There was a commotion outside the warehouse, and Linda was taking Lang Zhong and them to check the bodies of the defeated soldiers to prevent those infected guys from mixing into the team, after all, they still need to be treated. Zhao Zhi took the dog without alarming other people, and went straight to the warehouse, he wanted to see how many things were in it.

The British's ability to hoard materials far exceeded Zhao Zhi's estimates, and several warehouses in the warehouse were stacked with materials up to the roof, and the materials stored in them were enough for Zhao Zhi and them to consume in the past three months, including military uniforms, food, medicines, weapons and ammunition. picked up a can and threw it to the dog, took one himself, picked it open with a bayonet, and Zhao Zhi and the dog squatted on the box and ate breakfast.

"Go and call Uncle Guo and Xiucai, and let the old cannon shave the heads of those newcomers" Zhao Zhi plucked the dog with his foot, and said vaguely in his mouth. The dog went out with the canned food, and Uncle Guo and Xiucai, who were not very good at kung fu, shouted into the warehouse, "You eat it when you open your eyes on the dog's day, why didn't you choke to death" Uncle Guo's words were very vicious, Zhao Zhi just nodded in response and continued to chew the canned meat.

"The guys outside picked out a dozen of them that were infected, what should I do?" Xiucai took out a cigarette from Zhao Zhi's pocket, took out one himself, and gave the rest to Uncle Guo. "What should I do, send it back to the hospital" Zhao Zhi put down the can and grabbed the cigarettes that belonged to him with Uncle Guo, as a punishment for Xiucai, Zhao Zhi kicked Xiucai twice, and relieved the anger in his heart.

"It's been a night's rest, and today let the rest of Ledo go to the river to dig bunkers and trenches. Otherwise, the Japanese army will come sooner or later, and the 38th Division still doesn't know where it is? Counting on them, I don't think it's okay, we have to rely on ourselves" Zhao Zhi, who snatched back a few cigarettes, lit one with satisfaction, and explained what Xiucai was going to do today while smoking.

"Are those big-nosed foreigners going?" Xiucai blushed and leaned over to Zhao Zhi and stretched out his hand to ask for a cigarette. Zhao Zhi glanced at Xiucai with contempt, and gave Xiucai a few cigarettes that he had just snatched back, "Everyone is going to go, except for the wounded and people in the hospital, Lao Tzu will go for a while" Zhao Zhi yelled at Xiucai angrily, why did this baby become stupid when he entered Ledo.

Xiucai, who rushed out of the warehouse, naturally set off a commotion outside, most of the routs were reluctant to dig trenches and bunkers, anyway, the Japanese army would withdraw when they came, and everyone had long been used to withdrawing. "Shut up," the old cannon with a face full of flesh carried a razor, stood on the table where Linda examined the patient, and shouted, "Shut up, our commander said, Ledo must guard, the new 38th Division will arrive tomorrow at the latest." Now we want guns and guns, we want food and food, what are you afraid of, go dig trenches for Lao Tzu"

"Sir, it's not that we won't go, but there are still injuries on this body, and I can't do anything" A rout soldier looked at the old cannon with the rank of second lieutenant with a smile, but his face was full of disdain. "Don't go, do you? You can" The old cannon waved his hand, rushed over a few doglegs, and stripped the rout of the army in a few strokes. "The new military uniforms are all grandfathers who fought for their lives, get out, those who don't want to go, take off our military uniforms and food, now you can get out" The old cannon's words were very domineering, and they were indeed domineering, because the rout soldiers were full of elites and doglegs with guns standing around.

The rout was divided into two parts, and those who were willing to dig trenches still accounted for the majority, and only a few were unwilling to go. threw over a few tattered military uniforms, and those guys were kicked out of here by Xiucai. You can only be as brutal as the old cannon against the old ruffians, otherwise you won't be able to clean them up at all.

The dogs and men dug out a large number of sappers, shovels, pickaxes and other tools from the warehouse, and the guys who had just changed into new uniforms were lined up and taken to dig trenches. Edward, of course, could not be idle, and he went to the hospital to gather foreign GIs to dig trenches as well until the arrival of the new 38th Division.