In the Japanese army headquarters at Nantianmen.

Renzan Takeuchi sat on the chair with a stiff face, his eyes gloomy and a little terrifying. The surrounding officers were all afraid to breathe, and stood silently with their heads bowed.

At this time, the chief of staff stepped forward to break the calm:

"Your Excellency, Wing Commander, I have just received news from Zhongba Beach that the enemy has repelled our last attack. Captain Yoshioka along with two thousand Imperial warriors... All the jade was shattered, and less than one of the soldiers returned from the second and third brigades. ”

Another piece of bad news, Renzan Takeuchi closed his eyes in pain, trying to calm his heart.

He didn't say anything more. What's the use of losing your temper, even if you fan all the officers here, you can't change the development of the war.

"Let the soldiers in the direction of the waterline immediately withdraw from the battle and stop the attack..."Holding his somewhat aching head, Takeuchi weakly gave the order.

Alas... Misguided. The defense strength of the Chinese people on the other side is not as bad as imagined, and there is the little mouse that sneaks in, Takeuchi wants to cut them with a thousand knives.

There was no chance for the battle to be fought like this, especially the loss of artillery made Bamboo's heart like a knife. If you want to continue the attack, you will have to put the entire army in it, and even if you enter the east coast at that time, what will happen? Killing one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred, the warriors of the empire can't waste it in vain on this damn Nu River, it seems that it still has to be carried out according to the original plan.

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Takeuchi suddenly opened his eyes: "What about Yosuke of the third team?" ”

There were two brigades in the attack, the second brigade was Yoshioka, and this Yosuke was the captain of the third brigade.

"Yosuke-kun has returned to the West Bank, and the Third Brigade is still left... More than 200 people. The chief of staff didn't know what Takeuchi was thinking, but he still reported truthfully.

"Hmph, the third brigade has already existed in name only, Yoshioka can die bravely, why does he still have the face to live in this world?"

"Hey!" The chief of staff lowered his head, he didn't dare to look into Takeuchi's eyes again.

"Bullets are reserved for enemies and criminals, let him kill himself by disembowelment, and I will give him the last dignity of a samurai." Takeuchi said coldly.

"Your Excellency, Wing Commander, this—" The Chief of Staff was a little surprised.

"Say no more! Yoshino! Takeuchi interrupted him, then took his katana from the knife holder and said sharply, "Take my katana, and you will be his mischief!" ”

The two infantry brigades, which also concentrated the artillery brigade and two-thirds of the artillery of the whole wing to cover it, failed to take that position, and I am afraid that no one will believe this matter, and someone must pay the price!

Takeuchi's cold voice did not carry the slightest emotion, and the officers around him were all frightened, and the wing captain was going to make an example of the chickens.

"Hey..."

Helplessly, the chief of staff took the katana tremblingly, and could only mourn in silence for Yosuke.

……

Liao Mingyu hurriedly came to the temporary field hospital, which was actually a requisitioned residential bungalow. Now it was a crowded place, and countless wounded soldiers were carried inside.

"Ahh It hurts..."

"My legs... Oh my legs! ”

……

Screams rang out one after another, blood and wails everywhere, the smell of blood and alcohol filled the air, and the medics were busy flying. There were no more houses in the area, and the soldiers had set up a number of makeshift tents in the open space outside.

"Help... Help me, I don't want to die..."

Several soldiers lifted out of a room a wounded man whose legs had been blown off from his knees, and who had only been bandaged to stop the bleeding at the broken wound.

Scarce medicines and plasma can only be reserved for soldiers and officers with salvage value, and people like him... Whether or not he can survive can only be left to fate.

Alas... With a sigh, Liao Mingyu couldn't take care of it much at this moment, and hurried inside.

"Commander?"

"Captain!"

……

There are many soldiers of the Sichuan Regiment in this emergency area who help treat the wounded here, and they should be people from the medical company of the veterinarian, and they all know Liao Mingyu. When they saw their head coming, they all stood up and said hello.

Liao Mingyu found a soldier to ask about the situation, and quickly rushed in the direction he indicated.

Outside, in the tents, the medics were busy bandaging the wounds of the not-so-serious wounded, while the seriously wounded were in the rooms, where a few military doctors were performing emergency surgeries.

"He's not going to be able to do it, carry it away, and let the other wounded come over."

In one courtyard, a doctor in a white coat and gold-rimmed glasses greeted the soldiers beside him. On the shelf bed in front of him lay an ensign officer who had been shot in the chest.

The officer's eyes were lifeless, the operation had not yet been performed, probably because of hemorrhagic shock, his heartbeat was slowly slowing, and according to the current conditions, there was no need to resuscitate.

"I think we can rescue it again."

Veterinarian Hao, who was laying hands on the side, was a little unbearable, what a young doll, just like that...

"What do you think? You are a doctor, I am a doctor, I can't save him without plasma, it's better to rescue other wounded than to work hard here! ”

The gold wire glasses wiped the blood on his hands and reprimanded him dissatisfiedly, he didn't want to give up, but the conditions didn't allow him to waste time here.

He was right, it is the most rational choice to treat the wounded with the greatest hope in the absence of medical treatment, Liao Mingyu shook his head and walked over.

"Veterinarian!"

"Oops, Tuanza! Why are you here!? The veterinarian rushed over to greet him.

"Where's the dragon? How's it going? Liao Mingyu didn't talk nonsense, and asked directly.

"Alas, Milong is in that room, there is a foreign doctor who is operating on him, and he won't let them in, and he doesn't know what the situation is now."

Veterinarian Hao sighed, pointed to a bungalow not far away and said to Liao Mingyu.

Master Yu actually has a foreign doctor? This was a surprise to him. Liao Mingyu strode to the house, and the two little guys, Dou Cake and Sheep Egg, were squatting at the door, scratching their ears and cheeks.

"Bean Cake, how's it going?"

"Regiment... Head! ”

"Brother Mi Long has been in for a while, and I don't know what's going on, Brother Mi Long is all because he saved me. Captain, you can be saved... Whining... Save Brother Milong! Dou Cake looked at him in surprise, probably because he was too excited, and he couldn't help but hold tears in his eyes as he spoke, Liao Mingyu frowned when he looked at it.

"Oh, I said you cry and beg. Commander, the old foreigner came out just now, and I heard that the situation was quite stable, that is, there were too many things in the east and west? The sheep egg on the side said calmly to Liao Mingyu.

Call... It's good that the situation is stable, what's not much? Medicines?

After thinking about it for a while, Liao Mingyu finally decided not to go in first. After all, people are undergoing surgery, and a rash intrusion may affect them.

"Veterinarian, have you brought the medicine from our group? Don't hide it at this time. Liao Mingyu asked the veterinarian.

He remembered that the last time he exchanged equipment, he also exchanged a large number of medical items, and now is not the time to come in handy.

"I brought a batch when I came to drip, but they all ran out, and I just asked someone to get it, and I guess it's time to come back now. Leader, medicine is still secondary, the key is that there is no plasma. A lot of dolls are bleeding and dying. ”

Speaking of this old veterinarian, he was heartbroken, he had just seen too many wounded soldiers die from excessive blood loss.

And his medical skills are also limited, doing hemostasis bandaging and sutures is okay, like what kind of surgery he has more than enough heart but not enough strength.

Liao Mingyu was about to speak, but a voice next to him interrupted him.

"Old man! Come and help me stitch up the wound, this soldier still has a piece of shrapnel on his shoulder that hasn't been removed. I'm too late! ”

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