"They ran quite fast.”
Zhao Yushan and Zhou Yu didn't give the order to pursue them as they were afraid of casualties. Instead, they stood on the cliff and fired their machine guns!
The Japanese who were still wailing were finally free. They could finally meet their Amaterasu.
"A bunch of trash. How dare they ambush us? They really overestimate themselves!”
Zhao Yushan cursed at the Japanese at the bottom of the cliff and left happily after cleaning up the battlefield.
Zhao Yushan had commanded a battle that was to her heart's content, and it had only been fifteen minutes since the start of the battle.
Even though it was only a small battle and she had only killed 40 enemies, Zhao Yushan was still very satisfied.
Because she could finally do something big for Zhao Weiguo.
As expected.
In the evening, Zhao Weiguo, who had returned victorious, gave Zhao Yushan a thumbs up after learning about the battle!
"Big sister, you're so awesome!"
After receiving Zhao Weiguo's praise, Zhao Yushan's pretty face blushed.
Her shyness was filled with pride and delight!
Zhao Weiguo came to the battlefield and checked the clothes of the Japanese and the automatic firearms.
They finally confirmed that this group of Japanese was the infamous Yamamoto Ichiki Special Agent Team!
"You should have 80 subordinates. I killed 60 of them, so there are still 20 left. Sooner or later, I will kill you all!”
Zhao Weiguo sneered as he held the black helmet in his hand.
It was night.
On the square in front of the Black Cloud Stronghold.
The entire square had been opened up long ago, turning into a huge square that could accommodate more than a thousand people.
There were a total of 685 people. Including the villagers of Little Wang Village, there were nearly 800 people!
The entire Zhao Army was gathered together, and a feast began! The Black Cloud Stronghold slaughtered pigs and sheep to celebrate the two hard-won victories!
Zhao Weiguo picked up the bowl, but it was filled with water.
They had to be vigilant at all times against sneak attacks from the Japanese.
should always
"Comrades, brothers, raise your glasses. We will replace wine with water. Cheers to our victory!”
" Cheers, cheers, cheers!"
Whether it was the veterans rewarded by the system, the prisoners of war in the prisoner of war camp, or the villagers of Little King Village.
At this moment, everyone was like a family, sitting together happily.
A bright smile hung on his face. Although he was drinking water, it was extremely sweet.
Especially the two hundred people who had walked out of the prisoner of war camp. At this moment, they were surrounded by happiness.
"It feels like a lifetime has passed. If I can live again, I will definitely follow him and work hard to kill the Japanese and chase the Japanese out of the Fire Country!”
Zheng Ming looked at Zhao Weiguo, who was drinking a big bowl of water in one gulp. His eyes lit up, and he muttered to himself. His face was filled with determination!
Not only him, Monk Wei and the others were the same!
The banquet continued. Everyone opened their hearts, ate big mouthfuls of meat, and laughed loudly. The Zhao Army was happy.
At the banquet.
Zhao Yushan pulled her team out.
There were a total of 24 female soldiers. All of them were in high spirits, and their faces were filled with determination.
"Little brother, my soldiers can fight, save lives, and do everything that male soldiers can do.”
Zhao Yushan said firmly.
"Alright, since that's the case, the Zhao Army's battlefield hospital will be established!”
"Brothers, who among you is proficient or has participated in the battlefield rescue, step forward!”
Zhao Weiguo had planned to build a battlefield hospital.
As the saying went, there was no way one wouldn't get their shoes wet if they walked by the river. In times of war, there was no way one wouldn't get injured.
Therefore, he had already started thinking about building a battlefield hospital.
This was because he had recently obtained dozens of boxes of penicillins during his daily check-in!
Gauze, scalpels, medical supplies, etc.
At the same time, there were also a large number of medical books, all of which were teaching materials for first aid.
It could be said that he had everything ready now, and he was only missing the east wind.
Although these women were not bad, the battlefield hospital needed someone to take the lead.
At the very least, he was familiar with first aid and bandaging techniques.
"Company commander, my name is Zhang Shun. I used to be a battlefield doctor in the 8th division of the Central Army!”
Just as Zhao Weiguo finished speaking, a tall, middle-aged man with a simple and honest appearance stood up.
"Looks like there are really crouching tigers and hidden dragons in my team!”
Zhao Weiguo was pleasantly surprised.
"Very good, Zhang Shun, you will be in charge of the Zhao Family Army's battlefield medical treatment. You will be in charge of saving the dying, healing the wounded, treating the wounded, and even the illnesses of the villagers.”
Zhang Shun did not expect Zhao Weiguo to trust him so much. He had just arrived and had already handed over such an important department to him. He was a little flattered!
"Company Commander, I…"
Zhang Shun was so excited that he stuttered.
"If I say you can, then you can. Even if you can't, you have to!”
Zhao Weiguo waved his hand domineeringly.
Seeing this, although Zhang Shun was a little nervous, he did not refuse. He nodded firmly and agreed.
"Big sister, you will be in charge of the field medical and logistics department's security work. You can choose soldiers and form a security guard to protect our home!”
"Little brother, don't worry!"
Zhao Yushan was extremely excited!
"With this opportunity, everyone can speak freely. Tell me what you know and what you have strong points.”
"Company Commander, my name is Dong Daniu. I'm very strong and used to be a machine gunner in the 372nd regiment of the Jinsui Army.”
As soon as Zhao Weiguo finished speaking, a burly man stood up and volunteered.
"Very good, you're not bad!"
Zhao Weiguo immediately praised him and pointed at Zheng Ming.
"Zheng Ming, you record it. In the future, these talents can be used!”
"Yes, sir!"
Zheng Ming was also frustrated in the 772nd Regiment, but when he came to Zhao Weiguo's side, he was constantly mentioned, making him feel valued and respected.
Even though he was just a clerk, he was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth.
"Company commander, my name is Wang Xiaochuan. I'm a transmitter in the Central Army.”
A thin young man stood up and said weakly.
"Are you a transmitter?"
Zhao Weiguo's eyes suddenly lit up.
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