PS Brothers, there is no more today, tomorrow will definitely be five watches, the monthly pass plus more than two days of saury, these days are really tired, sorry!

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Han Jinshan was fetching shrapnel from a wounded man, and his white coat was stained with blood.

Holding a scalpel looks like a doctor, but when it comes to surgery, it's more like a veterinarian - his craft is trained from dogs after all.

But veterinarians are also doctors, and they are certainly much stronger than ordinary people!

What's more, this guy has the most valuable quality as a doctor, that is, he really wants to cure people from the bottom of his heart, and he is absolutely conscientious.

With him, then these health team members will also do their duty, and eventually form a virtuous circle.

There were not many wounded, and most of them were lightly wounded.

Simple wound cleaning and suturing are done by the health crew.

Watching the health team members clean the wounds of the wounded with high-grade wine and then stitch them up, Zhang Ran couldn't help but regret that he didn't distill some high-purity alcohol and brought it over......

Although distilling alcohol with liquor will definitely have water in the alcohol, the effect is far less than that of special medical alcohol, but it is also much stronger than the effect of these highly refined liquors.

It's just that having said that, Zhang Ran didn't expect that this time he came over and originally just wanted to fight Duan Changdong's landlord army, who knew that it would be involved in such a big war?

"It's all hard work, take care of your injuries, strive to get better as soon as possible, and continue to contribute to our country and nation!"

Zhang Ran comforted the wounded, and waited until Han Jinshan finished taking the shrapnel from the soldier before asking the wounded about the specific situation.

"Two seriously injured people were injured in their internal organs, and I am afraid that they will not survive......"

Han Jinshan said with a sad face: "If only I had studied medicine, maybe they would have more chances to survive!" ”

"Don't do that, you've done enough!"

Zhang Ran patted Han Jinshan on the shoulder and asked him if he had any other questions besides these, and finally lowered his voice and explained: "Now that there are fewer wounded, it is easy to deal with them, if there are many wounded, try to rescue those who are seriously injured but can still be saved, if it is really not good, just give up......"

Han Jinshan's eyes suddenly turned red, after all, he knew that every soldier was fighting with the enemy with his life!

Now that the fighters are injured, it is strange that they will give up when they say that they will give up, and they are not sad in their hearts!

But in the end, he just nodded silently, because he knew that this was also an inevitable choice.

You can't spend a lot of money on the wounded who are obviously seriously injured and can't be saved, and then watch other soldiers who can be saved die......

While Zhang Ran was doing this.

The Japanese puppet army led by Miura was doing the same thing.

It's just that compared with the detachment, where the vast majority of the wounded can get the best care, among the men and horses led by Miura, only those Japanese wounded can get the best care, and the wounded of the puppet army must wait until the Japanese army has finished treating them - even if the Japanese army only has a little bit of abrasions to clean up, and the wounded of the puppet army will die of blood loss!

Even if the wounded of the puppet army are finally treated, they are almost all sloppy and sloppy, ordinary medicines may be a little charity, such as sulfonamides and other in-demand medicines, that is not to be considered!

Whether they can survive or not depends on whether the lives of these puppet soldiers are hard enough!

The position of the tiger killing mouth has also been restored to tranquility because of these!

The two sides are like beasts tired of biting, silently licking their wounds in this gap, accumulating physical strength, and preparing for the next wave of bites......

It's just that compared to Zhang Ran and others, who occupy the right time and place, they still need to wait for Cangshui to send migrant workers to cooperate with the action, so it's not at all urgent, Miura is going crazy here!

More than 200 people died in the puppet army, more than 30 more in the elite of the empire, and even more wounded!

You must know that before Zhang Ran received Gu Xiangyang and other soldiers of the independent regiment, he had 800 puppet troops and 200 imperial soldiers under his hands, a team of thousands of people!

And now, there are only more than 400 people left, and more than half of the Imperial soldiers have been killed or wounded—how can he not be in a hurry?

"An, you're still a senior intelligence officer of the Secret Service - why are you going to make us miserable!"

Miura yelled at An Shi Jinsan angrily, holding the saber in one hand, if it weren't for An Ji being a member of the secret service, he wouldn't have the right to deal with it directly, otherwise he really wanted to directly chop An Ji Jinsan alive with a knife!

"Where can I think that it has only been two or three days since I met Duan Changdong, and this Changdong has made dumplings for the Jindong detachment that was scared by their Cangshui Self-Defense Force before, and he can't even spread the news......"

An Jijin San was also extremely aggrieved in his heart, and while scolding Duan Changdong for his incompetence to kill the three armies, he also gritted his teeth with hatred for Zhang Ran, and said in his heart that his surname was Zhang, you can make Lao Tzu miserable - if there is a chance, Lao Tzu will definitely not let you go!

"Squadron Leader, now is not a question of who is right and who is wrong - what should we do next?"

Several squad leaders Jun Cao came over and asked with grief.

At present, it seems that with the firepower configuration of the squadron, there is no possibility of taking down the tiger at all!

The most terrifying thing is that the core combat effectiveness of the team, more than half of the imperial soldiers of more than 200 people were killed or wounded, and the strength of the Jindong detachment on the opposite side was almost intact.

Or the remaining hundreds of Imperial Allied troops are not in their consideration at all!

These guys, it's okay to be cannon fodder, if anything else, these Japanese soldiers feel that they would rather believe that the old sow can go up the tree!

How could Miura not think of a situation that these squad leaders could think of?

"There has been no news from His Excellency Yoshino Shaosa, the main force of the Puyuan Central Independent Regiment has not yet entered the encirclement of our army, and we can't retreat yet!"

Miura gritted his teeth and said: "Pass my order, let the Imperial Association Army continue to launch feints, maintain the offensive, and consume the men and horses of the Jindong detachment and the independent regiment on the opposite side - I don't believe that they have a group of dirt and eight roads, how much ammunition is consumed compared to us......"

A group of puppet soldiers, under the threat of bayonets and machine guns, greeted Miura and all the women of the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of the Japanese army, and launched an attack again......

The fierce battle began again......

The sun rose over the horizon, shining through the smoke of gunpowder on the Tiger's Killing Grounds, on the cooling corpses and the dried-up bloodstains......

The sun was gradually rising, eventually climbing overhead......

"Withdraw, withdraw, ......"

A group of exhausted puppet soldiers retreated again with a wolf howl, leaving more than a dozen corpses, one by one wanting to cry without tears.

But on Miura's face, a sneer appeared!

Because he clearly noticed that when the puppet army launched the last two attacks, the firepower on the opposite position was rapidly decreasing, and at the beginning, every time he fought, he lost grenades like hailstones, but now he has lost a lot less......

And he also saw that there were constantly eight ways trying to come down from the position to pick up the guns and ammunition on those corpses in the valley, and they were scared back seven or eight times by the machine gun fire of the squadron, but they were still trying!

"Yaga, you group of dirt and eight roads, don't you finally have much ammunition?"

Looking at these, a hideous smile gradually crept onto Miura's face!

Tiger kills on the battlefield.

Kang Ting's thin monkey stepped on the dust shot by the little devil's machine gun bullet and ran back into the trench in the sound of the little devil's machine gun, and then stretched his neck and shouted at Gu Xiangyang and a soldier of the independent regiment who were pressed by the little devil's machine gun in a crack in a stone: "Platoon Commander Gu, you should hurry up, don't be fooled by the devil, but fold yourself in......"

It wasn't until the devil's machine gun stopped that Gu Xiangyang and the others returned to the trench and gritted their teeth: "It is worthy of being a soldier brought out by Zhang Ranran, and escaping is the speed of the special mother...... Our independent regiment is not practicing escaping, but how to fight with devils! ”

"Speaking of escaping, Platoon Commander Gu, your troops are better at it, right?"

Kang Ting relied on the fact that he was the chairman of the army before, and said with a strange smile: "You ran from Jiangxi to Sichuan, from Sichuan, climbed snow-capped mountains and crossed grasslands to Guizhou to Yan'an, tsk, tens of thousands of miles, no one can compare with you than running away......

As soon as these words came out, the faces of Gu Xiangyang and the other soldiers of the independent regiment all turned blue!

"What are you doing all that far?"

Zhang Ran scolded, and said to Gu Xiangyang angrily: "I want to compare myself with Lao Tzu's people, and I have a hard mouth than a dead duck if I lose, Lao Tzu is really not uncommon to say you...... It's okay if you are shameless, why don't you save some face for the soldiers? You don't want them to ask for more......"

"Lao Tzu fought with you today......" Gu Xiangyang was directly angry.

"Just a small platoon leader and the captain of the squad are working hard, are you qualified?"

Zhang Ran pointed at Kang Ting with a pinch and said, "I'll let my subordinates play with you first, do you dare!" ”

Kang Ting suddenly squeezed his fists and said proudly: "Platoon Commander Gu, the little devil didn't come up, let's practice?" ”

The iron-clad Gu Xiangyang looked at Kang Ting, sat back in the trench and said, "You have surrendered to our Eighth Route Army, and I don't bully you!" ”

A group of people immediately went crazy with joy......

The detachment laughed, and the soldiers of the independent regiment twitched their heads in the crotch of their pants and their shoulders jerked, for fear of being seen by Gu Xiangyang, and then came to the outside to make up for it inside, and on themselves!

For them, the bickering of several commanders is their best pastime in this battle......

"Captain, the enemy is touching again!"

In the crisp sound of the crooked bullet being loaded, Wang Wenping turned around and shouted at Zhang Ran in a low voice.

Zhang Ran hurriedly stretched his neck to look around, and found a lot of Japanese soldiers shrinking in the puppet army group, and said with a cruel smile: "Brothers, it seems that the little devil has fallen into the trick again - don't be in a hurry to fire this time, put them as close as you can, and when the time comes, call Lao Tzu to death......"

Everyone laughed fiercely, clenched their rifles one after another, pulled the grenade's arquebus, and said in their hearts that this wave must cripple these puppet army little devils!