Chapter 331: Secret Infiltration The bathing girl faints

Season summer nights. North China and Western Hebei Region. It was dark.

At three o'clock in the morning, it was the time when people were sleeping soundly in the hot summer. At this moment, in addition to the silence of the county seat of Lin'an County and Lin'an Town, a large-scale thunderbolt action of hoeing, hoeing, and hoeing bullies quietly began in the entire western Hebei region.

Under the command of many martial arts masters sent by Francis, with the cooperation of local brothers and sisters, they dispersed their actions, and determined the address of the target's residence, courtyard path, and bedroom location in accordance with the pre-determined location, the courtyard path, and the location of the bedroom, the ruffians and hooligans who are rampant in the township, the secret intelligence agents who betray their compatriots and defect to the enemy, and the unscrupulous profiteers of the black-hearted pit people, under the cover and vigilance of a few companions, make unscrupulous moves, ruthlessly attack, twist their necks, and quietly and resolutely kill these sleeping targets who are difficult to write and bring disaster to the country and the people without shedding blood or leaving a trace, but without harming their wives or sleeping family members in other rooms. Then he quietly searched his home for food, guns and ammunition, gold and silver treasures, antique calligraphy and paintings. The black-clothed men who participated in the operation completed their assigned tasks within the strictly stipulated time of one hour, and then sorted out and camouflaged the scene, withdrew one after another, sorted food, guns, ammunition and other items into wagons and flatbeds, and went home to hide secretly, and sprinkled with a strong, choking smell of chili noodles on the way out. The next day, it was as if nothing had happened and nothing had happened, and there was nothing unusual about it, and it was as if nothing had happened to him.

Shuihe Village. The backyard of the compound where the health team of the Eighth Route Army Supplementary Regiment was stationed. The deputy head of the health team, the leader of the party group, and the head nurse Gu Lanlan's office and dormitory.

The doors are closed, the curtains are tight, and the lights are dim. Exhausted and with sore legs, Glenland sat in a large wooden tub with warm water and bathed, scrubbing her body with a white cotton cloth sprinkled with two pinches of alkaline flour while reflecting on the busy day's work. In the morning, the health team made rounds of wards one by one, and personally treated the wounded, changed dressings and injections. In the morning, they made rounds in the various companies of the two battalions in Shuihe Village. After lunch, accompanied by a female nurse, a male hygienist, and two heavily armed guards, she walked to the warehouse of the Dingjia brick kiln factory on the east bank of the Tongyu River to inspect the soldiers of the two companies of the reinforced battalion. In the afternoon, he went to the various companies stationed in the No. 1 Battalion and the No. 3 Battalion of Xiaojiao Village in the west of the Tongyu River for medical inspection. I was busy until about 10 o'clock in the evening, and it was almost 12 o'clock when I returned to the health team's station. Gralene carried the lantern and went to each ward of the health team to inspect it again, and when she returned to the office dormitory, she carefully and thoroughly wrote down the day's work record. Then I changed my clothes and went to the well platform to fetch water and scrub my sweat-soaked military uniform. Finally, I went to the room to get boiling water, closed the door, and took off clothes and showers.

Born into a family of middle school teachers in Yangzhou, Jiangsu Province, Glenlan's parents were progressive and open-minded, worried about the country and the people, and privately leaned towards the political ideas of the Communist Party. After graduating from high school, Glenland was admitted to the nursing department of Shanghai Medical College, and four years later, she graduated with honors in general practice and came to Peking Union Medical College Hospital for an internship, during which she secretly joined the Communist Party. A year later, after the end of the internship, under the organization and arrangement of the underground party in Beiping, he secretly went to Yan'an, the holy land of revolution, to join the ranks of the Eighth Route Army and was assigned to work in the headquarters hospital of the Eighth Route Army. Half a year later, Gülenland decided to leave the relatively safe and stable headquarters hospital and transfer to the front line of the war. At her repeated requests, the higher-level leaders finally approved her to be transferred to the combat unit on the front line of the War of Resistance Against Japan, the supplementary regiment of the 386th Brigade of the 129th Division of the Eighth Route Army. The reason for Gülenland's insistence on being transferred to the front line is that during the brutal and tragic war, the role of nursing personnel with professional knowledge and skills in the first time on the front line to carry out timely treatment on the battlefield and effectively care for wounded soldiers in battle is much greater than that in the rear hospital, which can minimize the casualties and lifelong disability of soldiers. Glenland repeatedly stressed that the most appropriate position for the nurse of the combat unit should be one or two hundred meters behind the combat unit, and if necessary, it could be set up in the trench during the battle. The chiefs of the troops and the hospital were convinced by the firm and determined Gülenland, and there was no reason not to approve it. However, since Glenland came to the Replenishment Regiment, the experience of frequent and tragic battles, fighting to break through the encirclement, and risking death to transfer greatly exceeded all her prior assumptions and psychological preparations. At the same time, her combat experience, the level of battlefield treatment and nursing, and her ability have also been greatly tempered and improved.

In the recent period, the number of sick people in the supplementary regiment has gradually increased, due to the lack of medicine, so it has been delayed for a long time, and the wounds of the soldiers with gunshot wounds and knife wounds still have signs of infection and suppuration continue to deteriorate, which makes Glenland very anxious, but there is no better treatment. Malaria has also emerged in the Supplementary Corps and has a tendency to spread slowly. At this time, Glenland missed Francis very much, and she believed that Francis would have a way to solve these problems that she could not solve at her own devices, and looked forward to Francis's return to Shuihe Village and the health team as soon as possible. However, Glenland also knew that Francis was on an urgent and dangerous secret special mission, and it was impossible for him to come back in the near future, let alone where he was now. What are you doing? I can only do my best and do my best to do my job. In several years of combat and medical work, Gülenland has been diligent in learning and having the courage to practice, accumulated a lot of valuable experience, and has learned the theories of Chinese and Western medicine that a general practitioner should have, the ability to diagnose diseases, and administer symptomatic treatment. However, the more she studied, the more she felt that she had not learned enough and not deep enough. Therefore, Glenland especially hopes that Francis will return to Shuihe Village as soon as possible, and teach him all the theoretical knowledge and professional skills of diagnosis and treatment and surgery in general practice of Chinese and Western medicine.

Glenland sat in a warm tub of wood and thought silently as she scrubbed her body······

After bidding farewell to the regimental commander Yu Genshan, Fang Jiren left the regiment headquarters by climbing over the wall, and together with Meng Dakui, who was in charge of guarding outside the wall, he took advantage of the cover of the thick night to bypass the sentinels on light and dark vigilance, and walked through the streets and alleys to the back wall of the compound where the health team was stationed. Fang Jiren climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard, and Meng Dakui squatted at the base of the wall to be on guard.

Francis came to the door of Gülenland's office dormitory, knocked softly, and whispered:

"Comrade Glenland, are you resting? Please open the door. ”

"Who are you? What's the matter? There was a sudden knock on the door in the middle of the night, and Glenland, who was sitting in the basin, was not surprised or alarmed, because this is a common thing.

"I'm Fang Jiren, I have something urgent to find you, please open the door quickly."

Is it Francis? Glenland's heart suddenly burst into joy, but at the same time, she was a little puzzled, why did he suddenly come to me so late? What will be the urgency? So he asked:

"Doctor Fang, let's talk about something after dawn."

"No, I can't wait until dawn, I'll have to leave right away when I'm done telling you. Nurse Ge, what are you doing? Don't waste any time, open the door. ”

"I, I'm writing treatment plans. Dr. Fang, please wait a minute. Glenland stood up with her hands on the tub, ready to dry herself and put on her clothes to open the door. Suddenly, she felt a wave of dizziness, her eyes went black, and she fainted and fell to the ground.