Regarding Sun Cripple's question, Qin Lang felt that the belt was a good answer. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoBut the other party is now a platoon leader.,This face has to be saved a little.。

"Company commander, stop fighting, stop fighting. It's not good to hurt your fist, and now you let us chase the dog, Sun will never dare to chase the chicken. ”

Qin Lang has always been satisfied with Sun Cripple's understanding.

"Collect all the weapons and ammunition, and leave me as long as there are soldiers along the way. It doesn't matter which unit it is, no matter what his identity is, before the end of the blockade war, whoever dares to disobey the order will be shot. ”

In the past two days, so many seizures have been carried on each person's body, and those with little strength cannot even stand up. And Sun Cripple, who was crying with a sad face, was nailed to the mountain with two classes as nails.

"Xue Dayong, I don't care what you do, these guns must be distributed to people, and the person who holds the gun must obey my command."

In just two days, the entire South Gate is already stinking. There was no vacant space in the town, and people with malaria lay around, surrounded by filth. And those who are still healthy are helpless, so they can only shout the names of acquaintances on the side.

"Don't shout about Dute Niang."

Qin Lang fired a few shots into the sky, and for a while, the noisy "vegetable market" turned into a quiet "library". His eyes scanned back and forth a few times, and then he asked coldly:

"Where's the doctor?"

"Report Chief...... Chief. I'm a military doctor. ”

A bespectacled young officer hurriedly stood up and replied.

"What are the measures you have taken?"

Qin Lang roared angrily.

"It's ......."

Malaria is like a flood beast that engulfs most people in an instant. He hadn't closed his eyes since the day before yesterday, and now he was exhausted, and when he was so frightened again, the doctor only felt a burst of blackness in front of his eyes, so he couldn't faint.

"Now you find thirty people and classify all the patients according to their condition."

Qin Lang pointed to the outside of the town, the original camp of the three battalions had been emptied, and it was just used as a hospital.

"Chief, we don't have medicine, and there are too many sick people, so we can't keep busy."

The medical officer said with some embarrassment.

"Medicine, I'll solve it for you. People, I'm in charge of transporting them. You must strictly enforce the standards of hygiene, and anyone who disobeys your correct orders, let him come to me. If you make a mistake, Lao Tzu will come to you. ”

Qin Lang replied coldly.

"I'm ......, I'll do my best!"

The medic winced and agreed.

"Don't be like a mother-in-law, squatting on the ground and crying. Now Lao Tzu needs someone to pick up a gun to fight, he needs someone to send his injuries to the hospital for treatment, and he needs someone to collect medicine for treatment. felt that he was a gentleman, so he blocked the enemy with Lao Tzu and gave his sick comrades a way to live. ”

Qin Lang didn't pay any more attention to him, but shouted at the people who were in a hurry.

"Sir, what do you want us to do?"

There was a quick response from the crowd.

"Those who are literate and hyphenate and can type and calculate go with the military doctor. Those who can shoot guns stand on the side of Platoon Commander Xue, and those who can still move when they are sick go around looking for Artemisia, Artemisia annua and Stinky Artemisia must be classified. If you don't get a gun for the time being, transport the unconscious person to the hospital. ”

Qin Lang gave a few simple orders, and the wasp-like crowd that was chaotic just now immediately divided into several groups, and then became a stream of people.

"Xue Dayong, I need to organize a commando team to take down the commanding heights of Beishan."

Since ancient times, the South Mountain is firmly controlled in the hands, and the North Mountain must also be taken, otherwise a mortar will be erected on it, and the collapse of the South Gate Workers' and Peasants' Army will be a matter of time sooner or later.

"Yes, Company Commander. Guaranteed completion of the task. ”

Xue Dayong just wanted to raise his hand to salute, but when he saw those two cold eyes, he immediately shuddered in fright.

"I want fifty people, come and see me when you have them together."

After Qin Lang finished speaking, he turned around and left.

The regimental headquarters of the third regiment is now full of wounded and sick, and the medical officer is organizing the manpower to gradually evacuate them.

"The artemisia annua picked was dried and mosquito repellent was lit for the soldiers at night. Divide some soldiers to boil water, and after the water is boiled and cooled, grind the stinky artemisia, and feed the juice to the sick number. The whole army is not allowed to drink raw water at will, and anyone who dares to disobey orders will be given 10 military sticks, and the leaders directly under control will be given 5 military sticks. ”

Qin Lang found a chair and sat down, and then said to the military doctor.

"Yes!"

The military doctor agreed suspiciously.

Cinchona cream must be used to treat malaria, otherwise the disease will have to be dragged on. How many heroes in the army just can't endure the hardships of cold and heat, and they use a bullet to extricate themselves.

"What's your name?"

Qin Lang didn't pay attention to what the military doctor was thinking, he had more important things to do now.

"Fu Yunqing, studied medicine in the United States."

The military doctor replied immediately.

"From today onwards, you are responsible for the health discipline of the whole army, and you must strictly enforce it. He went down and told those people that he felt that his head was hard, and the regiment commander asked him to eat peanuts. ”

Qin Lang felt that he had changed, even the most unreliable junior brother in the past, he would treat him with courtesy. Now that you have to cut off other people's heads at every turn, is it true that you are a rough man in your bones?

"Chief, Fu understands!"

"Company commander, the people are all together. As soon as I heard that I was going to do those reactionaries, all the people below jumped up, and now I picked out about sixty of them, which is really ....... ”

Xue Dayong shrank his neck inexplicably. There are more than a dozen, all of them are good styles, and it's hard to explain to anyone if they are reduced!

"Then take them all, go down and prepare weapons and ammunition, and wait for my orders. Comrade Fu Yunqing, you sent someone to pick some pine needles from the mountain, let the cooking squad cook into soup, and all the people in the commando team drank a few bowls. ”

Qin Lang is not short of weapons now, and he has more people to grasp.

The overnight attack was also a fatal flaw for the workers' and peasants' army. Most of them were soldiers from poor peasant backgrounds, and at night they could not see anything. I remember that in history, it was solved by drinking pine needle water, and now all I can do is to temporarily cram, and I don't know if it has worked.

Although the order to rest had been given, the men of the commando team only felt in high spirits. All the weapons have been blackened as required, and even the face has been smeared with ashes, which makes people look indescribably hideous. I don't know what the chief thinks, can this scare away the enemy?

Since he took over four light machine guns, Qin Lang had a total of eight light machine guns at hand, and they were the key to this raid, and in order to ensure the continuation of the firepower, he also specially sent eight ammunition men to follow. There were twenty submachine gun squads, each with a flower machine, and a twenty-dozen guns on their backs. The rest were grenadiers, with grenades hanging on their bodies, not to mention, and the strong ones had to carry another box.

Originally, I wanted the "Dead Star" to launch an artillery bombardment when the attack was launched, but in the end it was abandoned, who knows where this 205 shells will fall, I'm afraid the chance of blowing up their own people is greater!

"Company commander, are you ready to go?"

Xue Dayong asked with a humble smile.

"What are you hanging?"

Qin Lang's face hasn't been washed in the past few days, and the Lord of the Stove doesn't need to paint camouflage, but it doesn't make people see his joy, anger and sorrow.

"Cannonballs! Hit those bastards on the mountain in a moment. ”

Xue Dayong said with a big grin.

"You loser's thing, is it easy for Lao Tzu to save this little money, let you squander it like this!"

Qin Lang gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, and took off the belt casually and pumped it a few times.

The artillery shell is a thing that hits one shot and one less shot, and the people's army is not very willing to use it, and yesterday it was forced to throw it by hand, and after that, my heart was dripping blood.

"Company commander, don't dare, don't dare. I can't put it down. ”

Xue Dayong screamed, and finally reluctantly put down the shell.

"Let's go!"

didn't have time to explain to these stupid cows, Qin Lang took the lead in rushing into the night with a wave of his hand.

The first three soldiers of the assault team, who were familiar with the terrain, cautiously crawled forward on the ground. Not far behind him, the other comrades of the commando team followed silently. But at that moment, a soldier felt something touch his chest.

"Ding!"

A crisp sound suddenly sounded in the silent night sky. Immediately afterwards, everyone only felt that the bright light flashed in front of them, and something exploded.

"Damn, mines. Rush, scatter the formation, and rush up. ”

Qin Lang roared loudly. The flower mechanism in his hand spewed out a long tongue of fire at a sleepy-eyed enemy soldier on the mountain.

"Boom, boom!"

From time to time, explosions sounded on his side, and whether it was a comrade-in-arms stepping on a mine, or a grenade thrown from the mountain, there was no time to think.

"Rush into the enemy's trenches, don't stop, don't panic."

The roar was insignificant in the various explosions, and even Qin Lang didn't know if it was for himself, or if he was warning his comrades-in-arms beside him. Fortunately, the Nationalists were also inexperienced, or they didn't have too many mines, and soon the commandos rushed into the low trenches of the other side.

"Run, the bandits are coming!"

I don't know how many civilian soldiers there are in the darkness, and by the light of the explosion, I can only see dense figures fleeing backwards desperately.

"Thorn sting."

Lewis's strange voice sounded densely in the night sky again.

And at this moment, a short dirt bag not far away also spat out tongues of fire, causing the two commandos to fly upside down.

"Makqin, hide and hide."

Qin Lang roared loudly.

"Thorn sting."

One of the machine gunners fired a point at the muzzle fire, but was quickly suppressed by the other side.

"Company commander, the opponent's firepower is too fierce to suppress."

Qin Lang didn't say anything to blame.

The Maxim has a fast rate of fire and great power, which is indeed impossible to deal with at a certain distance, and the barrel is water-cooled, which can continue to strafe for a long time. It would be nice if the cannon of the "Dead Star" was accurate, and it would be more than enough to clean it up.

Through a gap, Qin Lang secretly observed the outside, although Makqin was just shooting aimlessly, but the panicked civilian army just now gradually organized a defensive line around it.

"A few of you take off your clothes, and I'll pick them up with a gun when I count one, two, three, and shout at the same time, rush, kill! Bomb team, you see the foxhole over there, I want you to send five people to move there while you are shooting, and blow up this heavy machine gun! ”

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