That night, Qin Zhiyuan and they worked until twelve o'clock in the evening under the faint light of the horse lantern.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, with the arrival of another batch of military supplies, the 300 Chinese workers who remained in Amiens also rushed to the Kapi front.

"Lao Huang, my jaw fell to the ground." Seeing Huang Fugui coming with the convoy, Qin Zhi joked from afar.

As early as when he was on the "Victory News", Huang Fugui completely took refuge in Qin Zhiyuan. Qin Zhiyuan and Huang Fugui have just been separated for a day, and when Huang Fugui saw Qin Zhiyuan again, his eyes were slightly moist subconsciously, and he couldn't take his eyes off it, and he felt like he hadn't seen him for a day.

"Qin, Master Qin, what are you ......" Huang Fugui looked surprised, dumbfounded, and stammered in his mouth.

When they separated yesterday, Qin Zhiyuan was still wearing a labor uniform with the 10086 number and a pair of cloth shoes on his feet.

Goodbye Qin Zhiyuan, because the original clothing was damaged and stained with blood, Qin Zhiyuan had changed into a blue-gray French army officer uniform, except that there was no collar badge and armband used to indicate the rank, which was exactly the same as the clothing of the French officer. There was an armband embroidered with the red cross logo on his arm, a yellow cowhide belt half wide on his waist, and a yellow cowhide holster hung on it, plus a cross-body telescope bag, a Cartier watch on his wrist, cowhide combat boots on his feet, and cowhide leggings on his calves.

"Want? There are a lot of them, go get a set of changes yourself, at least find a pair of suitable shoes. "There are a large number of captured German supplies in the French camp, and Qin Zhiyuan, who has been appreciated by the bishop, is no longer what it used to be, and he can take it and use it as he pleases.

"Really...... It's true? Huang Fugui looked at the cowhide combat boots on Qin Zhiyuan's feet enviously, a little incredulous.

"Hurry up and find it, I'll look for you later." Until now, Qin Zhiyuan has not closed his eyes for two days and one night, and now he just wants to find a place to take a nap, and he doesn't even want to eat dinner.

"Okay, Master Qin, I'll go." Huang Fugui happily ran to the quartermaster's office, which was already full of Chinese laborers.

"The foot is 24 centimeters long, you should wear a size 42, wait a minute, let me find it." The quartermaster in the crowd was sweating profusely, helping the Chinese workers find suitable shoes according to their requests.

Although there are a lot of armaments and materials in the French camp, there are also a lot of captured materials, but these things can not be used indiscriminately, first of all, clothing can not be mixed, if the Chinese workers wear a German military uniform, they will be killed by the French as Germans in minutes, so the most convenient to change is still shoes.

"Hehe, Qin Ye, what are you looking for me?" Half an hour later, Huang Fugui stood in front of Qin Zhiyuan energetically, although he was still dressed in labor uniforms, he had changed into a pair of leather shoes on his feet, and he didn't know where to find a belt around his waist, looking like he was in a lot of energy.

"Count our manpower and see what they did before and what kind of craft they can do. Those who know martial arts and medicine are the best, and then those who know carpentry, those who can strike iron, those who can build houses, masons and so on, must be recorded in detail, even if they don't know anything and only farm, write it down, and show it to me tomorrow morning. Qin Zhiyuan took a nap for a while, and now he has recovered a lot of energy.

Anyone who has ever stayed up late knows that when you are sleepy, you only need to rest for half an hour to an hour, even if it is only fifteen minutes, it can relieve a lot of fatigue. As long as you can ensure the quality of sleep, you can rest for 15 minutes every few hours, and this state can last for a week.

Qin Zhiyuan had been trained in this area before.

"Just look at it, Master Qin!" Huang Fugui had already treated Qin Zhiyuan as a "benefactor", and after listening to Qin Zhiyuan's order, he immediately turned around and executed it.

Qin Zhiyuan turned around and came to the wounded barracks and continued to help treat the wounded.

The doctors have already changed, the nurses have changed twice, Mao Eighteen and they have all gone back to rest, and everyone who was still busy in the wounded barracks in the afternoon is now left with Qin Zhiyuan.

When passing by the kitchen, Qin Zhiyuan asked for a piece of beef, then took two slices of bread and walked to the ambulance camp while eating.

"Sir, you can rest a little longer." The nurse in military uniform saw Qin Zhiyuan coming over and reminded softly in an admiring tone.

The miracles of the afternoon had spread all over Kapi, and everyone knew about Qin Zhiyuan, the "overlord of the East from the Far East". There is a lot of respect for this person who can work miracles.

"I've rested, and I can work now if I can." Qin Zhiyuan swallowed the last bite of bread, smiled and stretched out his hands, and motioned for the nurse to help him disinfect.

"Okay, please wait." Qin Zhiyuan's sunny smile made the little nurse blush inadvertently, and she was at a loss to help Qin Zhiyuan disinfect.

With the preparation completed, Qin Zhiyuan began to work.

"You are so admirable, sir." The first casualty was a sergeant major, who looked at Qin Zhiyuan with a focused expression and unconsciously offered his knees.

"Those who shed blood and sacrifice for the sake of their country are more worthy of admiration." Qin Zhiyuan's tone was gentle, subconsciously influencing the wounded soldiers around him.

"You're hurt too, I see it." The sergeant's blue eyes showed a ripple of adoration, and his voice became more and more sincere.

"We are allies, brothers. For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life. Since he has become half a "god stick", Qin Zhiyuan has to make full use of it.

"Yes, we are brothers, and God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life." The sergeant chief muttered to himself, in his heart, Qin Zhiyuan's busy figure had gradually merged with the ethereal God: "You are really an angel sent by God." ”

"Okay, brother, now have a good rest, I hope you recover soon." Qin Zhiyuan had already finished treating his wound as he spoke.

Qin Zhiyuan had received emergency rescue education before, and he could be regarded as half a military doctor, and compared with the medical methods of the 21st century and the early 20th century, there was a world of difference. Even Qin Zhiyuan, the "second knife" of the 21st century, only performed a simple operation in front of the French military doctor, and was immediately given the right to deal with the wounded independently, and the ones sent to Qin Zhiyuan for treatment were all wounded with high status.

"Thank you very much, Qin, you are an angel sent by God to come here from the far East to save us, thank God." The sergeant major thanked him excitedly, and then began to rummage through his pockets.

"No, you see, I don't lack anything now, I think, you and your family need it more." The sergeant major had one of his feet blown off, and that foot could no longer be found, so the life of the sergeant major would be difficult for the rest of his life. Since Qin Zhiyuan has already started to act as a god stick, he can't find anyone to ask for things anymore, and he will lose his share.

"Family...... Yes, I'm going home. The sergeant major looked at his feet with a bitter and blank expression.

To be able to become a sergeant major, they are generally veterans, and it can be said that they have fought for half their lives, and they don't know what they will do and what they can do after leaving the army.

"Cheer up, brother, you are just going to change your way and start your life all over again. Trust me, as long as you don't give up on yourself, God will bless you. "For the placement of veterans, it is still a social issue until the 21st century, and Qin Zhiyuan can do nothing but send his blessings.

"Thank you, thank you, God will bless you too." The sergeant major finally couldn't hold back his tears, and his expression was moving: "You are my angel!" ”

Angel! This was Qin Zhiyuan's first widely known nickname in Europe.