Bright Sword's Minion Interspersed

Chapter 4 The Afterlife

(One)

"It should be that Brother Monk's medicine is working. I think I can participate in training tomorrow..." Guan Shan expressed his opinion to Li Yunlong with a smile.

I don't know why, maybe it's the remnants of the inertia of running all the way without turning back in the previous life. In the past few days, Guan Shan's personal feeling is that he is anxious.

It was already February of the lunar calendar in 1942, and in three months to around the Dragon Boat Festival, large areas of summer grain planting areas in North China will gradually enter the harvest period. It will also start in full swing!
According to Guan Shan's memory, the intensity of the devil's mopping up this summer was much stronger than in previous years. It seems that Zuo Quan's deputy chief of staff died heroically in the anti-mopping up battle in the summer of 1942!
In the work "Bright Sword", in the 1942 anti-sweeping breakout battle, the independent regiment also suffered heavy losses. The second battalion commander Shen Quan and the third battalion commander Wang Huaibao all died heroically, especially the cavalry company. Sun Desheng, commander of the cavalry company, raised his saber with one arm and shouted "Cavalry company charge", which made Guan Shan choke and lose his voice every time.

Worry, really anxious, even though he ran to his death in the previous life, Guan Shan didn't feel that he could stop in this life.

Enter China without regret in this life, and return to the flower planter in the next life!
Therefore, Guan Shan understands this crossing as a gift from God for being ruthless enough to run all the way in his previous life.

"Hey brother, take it easy, you really need to take it easy!" Monk Wei hurriedly dissuaded him, and said, "As a martial arts practitioner, brother, I know better than you! If you leave a dark wound, you will regret it." !"

"Yes! The monk is right! Shanzi, don't worry, rest for a few more days! Wait for the bones to grow stronger! Come, come, I will reward you with a bowl of wine!" Li Yunlong said while sitting cross-legged on the kang with a smile on his face.

"Thank you, head!" Guan Shan leaned on a cane and walked slowly from the door to the kang.

"Commander, that's my wine!" the monk protested with his eyes wide open.

Li Yunlong said that he wanted to reward Guanshan with a bowl of wine, but he was holding Wei Monk's wine bowl.

"Go, go! You monk Hua, you have no vision at all, go and help Shanzi! Come here, Shanzi, sit on the kang!" Li Yunlong squatted up and kicked the monk's ass.

(two)

After another night, Guan Shan actually felt that his left leg had healed.

However, he carefully followed the advice of the hygienist and Doctor Liu Jun, and did not remove the splint so quickly.

Although he didn't follow the company to the big playground for training, Guan Shan practiced Monk Wei's equipment in the regiment headquarters early in the morning, such as horizontal bar pull-ups, abdominal crunches, stone barbell bench press, and holding a barbell Tablets doing sit-ups.

Monk Wei is also very excited. In terms of training these equipment, he has been in the independent group for so long and has almost no opponents. Although Brother Guan Shan has never practiced martial arts unarmed combat, his upper body strength is actually very good. !
"Did you see that! The soldiers of my independent regiment must have such vigor!" Li Yunlong pointed in one direction from a distance on the big playground, and shouted loudly: "Xiao Shanzi, he was injured in training two days ago. The soldier who broke his leg, look at him, the splint has not been removed and he has started to practice the horizontal bar! I have already sent a message to the cooking team, Comrade Xiaoshanzi, there are meat dishes every day..."

"Comrades!" Zhao Gang hurriedly stood up and added, "Head Li means that this kind of spirit is commendable, but every comrade should also arrange training according to his actual situation, especially pay attention to safety..."

(three)

"Xiaoshanzi, Xiaoshanzi?" Li Yunlong's voice rang out at the gate of the yard.

Guan Shan hurriedly yelled to agree, quickly put down the pen and paper in his hand, stood up while touching his crutches, and hopped towards the door to meet the chief.

The injured leg is still recovering, but it is definitely not healed. Guan Shan is also very careful not to let himself use force to cause secondary injuries, just like the monk said, if there are some hidden injuries, it will be bad.

After all, this was 1942, the most difficult and backward base area behind enemy lines, unlike the first-tier cities with complete advanced medical conditions decades later.

Besides, even if it is advanced and complete, why don't you still wear it here?
"What are you doing? Resting, right?" Li Yunlong asked with a smile.

Guan Shan replied: "Leader of the report, I am learning to write, physical training and brain training are carried out alternately."

"Yoha! Okay!" Li Yunlong patted Guan Shan on the shoulder with a smile on his face, and reprimanded Monk Wei behind him: "See, Monk, learn from others. If you have nothing to do, don't always think about drinking, learn something too." culture!"

Monk Wei rolled his eyes when he was scolded, but he didn't dare to speak back. Of course, he also knew the temper of the regiment leader, and he always had to reprimand him for some things.

While speaking, Li Yunlong walked directly into Monk Wei and Guan Shan's room, saw the paper and pen on the table, walked over to pick it up, and said in surprise: "Shanzi, you wrote this word? Damn it, didn't you write it?" I thought you were still a scholar! Is this, copying books?"

Li Yunlong picked up the thin mimeograph-bound booklet from the table and turned to the cover.

"Anti-Japanese War New Drug Collection", edited by all the revolutionary fighters of the Eighth Route Army Sanitary Material Factory.

"When I went to the Zhangcun Health Center the day before yesterday, Dr. Liu Jun heard that I had participated in a literacy class and could write. He originally wanted me to help him copy books while staying in the hospital for observation. Later, he agreed that I would come back, but I also agreed. To copy a few copies for him..." Guan Shan explained.

"What? Does the Eighth Route Army have its own pharmaceutical factory?" Monk Wei also knew a few words. He saw the words on the cover and asked curiously.

"Yes, Brother Monk, when I read this book the day before yesterday, I asked Doctor Liu the same way!" Guan Shan smiled and said to Monk Wei: "As a result, Doctor Liu told me that by the end of 39, he could produce more than 100 kinds of Medicines, it is said that the cotton wool, gauze, medicinal soap, adhesive tape and so on used in the sanitation of our border area are all produced by our own pharmaceutical factory!"

Guan Shan chose key points and simple content to introduce. In fact, Dr. Liu Jun introduced more detailed. At present, the medicines that pharmaceutical factories can make are basically written in this booklet. There are more than ten categories and dozens of medicinal materials collected. , sorting, refining, preparation process and its performance, curative effect, method of administration, etc.

Guan Shan has long-term considerations for taking the initiative to apply to Doctor Liu for copying books. If he has the opportunity in the future, he will also take the initiative to contact multiple systems such as military industry and logistics. Some advanced knowledge penetrates to inspire those professionals, so that they can act as catalysts.

After all, he has experience in leading a team to fight tough battles from the grassroots to the middle level of a large factory. Guan Shan is very familiar with this set of methodologies on how to motivate the team and how to communicate and manage upwards and downwards.

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