Half an hour later, the labor team withdrew from its forward position and returned to the Kapi base camp.

"The two missing brothers are brothers from Shandong, one from Weihai and the other from Jinan, the provincial capital, and their relics have not been found." Qin Zhisheng's face was dark, and he came to Qin Zhiyuan's side to report.

"Find two backpacks, then find some clothes, just say they used something, report it." For this result, although Qin Zhiyuan was uncomfortable, he was not surprised, although the power of the artillery in World War I was not as fierce as in the 21st century, if it directly hit the human body, it was enough to make people vaporize instantly.

Fortunately, the Chinese have the habit of erecting "clothes and mounds", find something to send back to their homes as relics to chat and comfort.

On the second day after coming to France, although Qin Zhiyuan and the others made a fortune and left a good impression on Bastian and David, they also paid the price of eight lives and more than a dozen injuries.

If calculated according to the casualty ratio, their proportion has exceeded 10 percent, which is close to the standard of retreating to the rear.

But it was obviously not so easy to withdraw, Qin Zhiyuan had just expressed his intention to cultivate, but he was rejected by the big-nosed captain.

"No, no, no, your work is not finished yet, and you have to continue to supply to the front, you can't give up halfway." The effect of the four gold coins had been consumed, and the Captain Big Nose had a firm expression, more solemn than the statue in front of the Palace of Fontainebleau.

"Captain, we just went through a bloody battle, eight people were killed, many more were wounded, and we need time before we can continue to complete the mission." The greed of human nature is endless, Qin Zhiyuan doesn't want to use the gem on his waist, he just wants to delay for a while, and wait for the supply after dark, then it will be much safer.

"Bloody war? You are only laborers, and you are not obligated to go to war. If there is a war, there will naturally be heroic French people on top, and it will not be enough for you to charge. The captain shook his head disappreciatively.

In the captain's opinion, Qin Zhiyuan may be a relatively smart and sensible person, but he is definitely not a person who fights bloodily for France.

"You can think so, but Major Bastian doesn't think so." As a last resort, Qin Zhiyuan could only endorse Bastian.

"Bastian? You met Major Bastian? The captain looked suspicious, but because it involved a superior official, he had to face it squarely.

"Yes, just now we fought side by side and wiped out a group of Germans, with Major Bastian in command." In the tunnel, Bastian's military rank is indeed the highest, and Qin Zhiyuan has no need to hide it.

"So you're really at war?" As for Qin Zhiyuan's shooting results, the captain knew about them. If Qin Zhiyuan and them participated in the war, the captain would only feel taken for granted, not surprised.

"Yes, we went to war. It could be the German 17th Division, or the 18th Division, who knows? Qin Zhiyuan told the truth.

In the Battle of the Somme, the British army invested 54 divisions, the French army invested 32 divisions, and the German army invested 67 divisions, some of which were killed and wounded in a day and had to withdraw from the battlefield. Not to mention Qin Zhiyuan, even the French and British couldn't figure out the number of troops on the front line.

It's just too much!

"Alright then, you can go to the medic officer, but I can't guarantee that you'll be treated in time." The captain chose to believe Qin Zhiyuan.

For the captain, if Qin Zhiyuan is lying, the captain has a way to rectify Qin Zhiyuan. But if Qin Zhiyuan is telling the truth, the captain will have to consider the consequences.

He couldn't afford it.

Back in the labor gathering area, Qin Zhiyuan greeted all the wounded and took them to the military doctor for help.

"Hi...... You can see how busy I am here, I can't take care of you now, there are more people in need of help. "In the stretcher area, the military doctor wearing a light blue-gray uniform and an armband on his arm refused Qin Zhiyuan's request. For him, the laborers from the Far East were far less important than the French soldiers, and he wanted to concentrate all his medical resources in favor of the French soldiers. As for the Chinese, they can go and ask for "bodhisattva protection".

"Hey! Listen to me, I don't need you to bandage them, you just need to give me a little medicine and equipment, and we will treat them ourselves. Qin Zhiyuan did not exaggerate.

Most of the people who practice martial arts have family medical skills, and ordinary contusions and knife wounds can be dealt with by themselves without asking for help from a doctor.

"There are no medicines, no equipment. You've seen this gentleman, everyone needs drugs and equipment, and I don't have the resources to spare, understand? If your people want to be rescued, please go to the queue and don't get stuck with me here, it will get in the way of my work. "What the somewhat thankful military doctor said was true. In the entire stretcher area, there are at least tens of thousands of wounded soldiers who need to be rescued, and many of them have only been bandaged and have not had time to deal with them.

"Brother, Lao Dao has taken medicine, which can treat knife and gunshot wounds, so let you go back quickly." Gao Hongshi hurriedly ran over and shouted loudly from afar.

"Well, sir, then, can I get some bandages?" Qin Zhiyuan patiently discussed with the military doctor.

For knife wounds, it is very important to clean the wound, if an unclean bandage is used, even the application of drugs can cause infection, which can lead to life-threatening sepsis.

"Go to the nurse and let the nurse bring it to you, God forbid, it's not that I don't want to help your child, I'm too busy." As he spoke, the Mediterranean hairstylist was still helping the wounded soldiers to treat their wounds, and he had done his best.

"Okay, thank you very much." Qin Zhiyuan dropped his sentence, turned around and went to find a nurse.

"The wound is seven points long, and the flesh is three points, huh...... There is no foreign body in the wound, when using the male turtle four coins, gall Nanxing five coins, blood exhaustion five coins, myrrh eight coins...... "Lao Tao claims to be surnamed Mao, the name is called eighteen, it is said that it is a Taoist priest who is still vulgar in Maoshan, because he can't remember the surname of the layman, he takes "spear" as his surname, and calls him "Mao Eighteen" after the original row of brothers.

Before Mao 18 joined the labor camp, he went to the rivers and lakes to sell Diana pills, relying on a hand of the so-called "ancestral" Jinchuang medicine, which is very effective for bruises. You fucking forgot your father's last name, how can there be an ancestral secret recipe? Qin Zhiyuan doesn't care if what Mao Shibai said is true or not, as long as it has an effect.

"Holy...... Lao Mao, can we not talk nonsense? Can you just smear the medicine on me? It was Chen Kangjian who received the treatment, and he had a bayonet cut in his arm by the Germans, although it looked quite scary, but there was no fear for his life. Just now, it was just a simple bandage, and one followed the action of the brigade.

"Damn, why are you panicking? This is fucking Europe, and I don't know if the herbs here are used or not, so you can bear with it! "After Mao Eighteen returned to the vulgar, he was also full of swearing.

Mao Shiba's mouth was chattering to his subordinates, but he kept talking, I saw that after he took alcohol to detoxify Chen Kangjian's wound, he then sewed the wound together in the blink of an eye, dragged a few leaves, stuffed them into his mouth and chewed them for a while, and then spit on Chen Kangjian's wound with a mouthful of "bah" and spread it evenly, and took a clean bandage to bandage it firmly and neatly, and tied a bow with his hand.

"Okay, I'll remove the stitches in ten years, and I'll keep you alive in half a month." Mao Shibai tied the last knot with satisfaction, and then stretched out his hand with a smile: "Thank you for your patronage, you need two or five points of silver." ”

Chen Kangjian, who was still screaming "wow" in pain when he disinfected with alcohol just now, heard that Mao Shibai actually asked for money, and immediately turned his face: "My second uncle, do you still need money for Lao Tzu's medical treatment?" ”

Chen Kangjian has just arrived in France, and he has not yet received his salary, and his pockets are cleaner than his face, and he has not received a penny.

"Damn, I'm sorry, Brother Chen, I'm used to ......it," Mao 18 scratched his head embarrassedly, not used to shaving his hair and cutting it into a flat head.

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