Anti-Japanese War: I, Li Yunlong, a warlord in Northwest Shanxi

Chapter 197 A large number of medical supplies have been seized, and they can be used to open a hospital!
"Tick! Tick! Tick!..."

Under the star-studded night, the originally peaceful Sunset Headquarters suddenly heard a piercing siren. A railway patrol captain ran to the door of Ito Hirotsuba's residence in a panic, but was stopped by a sentinel. outside the door.

"I have an urgent matter with the chief, so let me know!"

"The chief has already rested, come back tomorrow if you have anything to do." The sentinel at the door was afraid of disturbing the rest of the chief, so he wanted to send him back.

"Please inform Your Excellency immediately for me that our army's railway transportation route has been attacked by an unknown army!"

"Come in!"

The patrol captain had just finished speaking, and before the sentinel at the door came in to make an announcement, the lights in Hirotsuba's room were lit up, and Hirotsuba's gloomy voice came from the room.

The patrol captain hurried into the house, but not long after, there was a crisp slap in the face...

"Baga, you still have the face to come to see me, why don't you directly cut seppuku to apologize to His Majesty the Emperor!"

Ito Hirotsuba was so angry that he slapped the patrol captain's face hard. The crisp voice and harsh words can already tell how angry he is at the moment!
The patrol captain knelt on the ground and bowed his head in silence.

Hirotsuba Ito glared at him fiercely, his eyes were cold, and he said after a while: "Now, I will give you a small team, and then mobilize armored vehicles to go to support them. If you don't even know the identity of the other party, you can directly use this Cut yourself open with a knife!"

The patrol captain took the Japanese saber with trembling hands. Before he could hold it firmly, Ito Hirotsuba slapped him in the face again: "Trash! Soldiers, why are you afraid of death? Get out!"

Hirotsuba Ito roared furiously, and the patrol captain didn't dare to stay any longer, and immediately backed out of Hirotsuba Ito's room, holding this Japanese saber as a symbol of Hirotsuba Ito's order, and led a Japanese army team towards the incident. Fly away from the place of origin.

As soon as the patrol captain left the room, Ito Hirotsuba slowly sat on the chair in his pajamas, narrowed his eyes slightly, and muttered to himself: "Li Yunlong...is that you?"

He inexplicably had a feeling, with deep and endless hatred and doubts!
. . . . . . .

"Ah...crying...his grandma, who the hell is speaking ill of me behind my back."

Li Yunlong was standing near the Laiyang City Railway Station, waiting for the soldiers to come back after stealing supplies. The weather was not cold but he sneezed suddenly.

Hearing Li Yunlong's sneezing and muttering to himself, the guards at the side hurried forward and asked concernedly: "Head, is it too cold for you to catch a cold?"

"Fuck your fucking bullshit! I slept in the snow all those years ago, and nothing happened. Forget about this shitty thing. Go and see what's going on with Monk and Weiguo."

"Yes, Captain!"

After the guard was sent out by Li Yunlong, Li Yunlong waved and called a soldier born and bred in Laiyang City and asked, "This station is about thirty miles away from Laiyang City County. How long do you think it will take for the little devil to arrive?"

The special forces soldier looked at Li Yunlong's serious expression, thought for a while, and then said: "Report to the commander, I don't know the little devil's foot strength, but with my foot strength, it can take an hour and a half at the fastest!"

"Well, I know, let's go to work!"

After the soldier returned to his post, Li Yunlong took out a pocket watch from his pocket and looked at the time by the faint moonlight.

After a while, seeing a guard running over, he put the pocket watch back in his pocket.

As soon as the guard ran up to Li Yunlong, panting and about to speak, Li Yunlong patted the shoulder of the young soldier in front of him who had just grown a beard, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, let's run again and tell Zhou Weiguo and Wei Dayong, you can't be too greedy, just accept it when you see it, and hurry back from work!"

The guard nodded and grinned, revealing a row of white teeth and clear and stupid eyes. After taking two sips of water, he disappeared into the night again.

Now the fighters of the Kuanglong Special Forces can take on multiple roles, including guards and scouts.

In front of Li Yunlong was a small road that was temporarily opened up. After a while, a group of figures were slowly walking along this small road.

The tall man in the lead is Wei Dayong.

The path is winding and rugged, and it is already difficult for people to walk, not to mention that they are pushing a wheelbarrow, which makes walking even more difficult. Wei Dayong tried his best to control his balance and push the heavy supplies. He was already sweating profusely from exhaustion. There was still a patch of blood on his arm, probably from an injury, and the wrapped gauze had been soaked in blood due to pushing the cart hard.

"Leader, leader, this time we really made it, take a look at what this is?"

Wei Dayong shouted excitedly from a long distance away.

He came to Li Yunlong pushing the wheelbarrow, his eyes were shining brightly, and he pointed to the supplies on the wheelbarrow to Li Yunlong excitedly, not paying any attention to the injury on his arm.

It can make Wei Dayong, who has seen a lot of great things in the new group, so excited, it can be seen that this time the harvest is really fruitful!

"You are a money-minded guy, let me see what kind of rare thing it is, it can make you and a cat see meat."

As Li Yunlong said, he reached out and lifted the cloth covering the goods.

"It's... morphine... and aspirin!"

Although the goods are all marked with foreign characters, Li Yunlong recognized them at a glance. Aspirin and morphine are extremely scarce strategic materials in this era. Howling...

Especially those two boxes of morphine, Li Yunlong stared straight at them, and couldn't help staring at them. Morphine is a powerful painkiller used by critically ill patients, and its value is much higher than that of aspirin.

If these materials are handed over to the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army, it will definitely be a great achievement!
"Are all the supplies like this? If they are all such good goods, I can even open a medical clinic!"

Li Yunlong also said excitedly, this unexpected harvest is true and Li Yunlong is also quite pleasantly surprised.

"Hey, leader, your thinking is too beautiful. The little devil doesn't have so many such things. The back is full of canned food, flour, and some tobacco and alcohol. They are not bad, they are all good products!"

Hearing Wei Dayong's words, Li Yunlong thought so too. It is a pleasant surprise to have such medical supplies, and it is indeed daydreaming and shameless to have more such supplies.

Li Yunlong suppressed his excitement, patted Wei Dayong on the shoulder, looked at his arm again, and asked with a smile, "Hey, why is this monk still being hanged by the little devil's sharpshooter?"

"Bah... fart sharpshooter! They are all cowards who can't hold their guns steadily. As soon as I announced the name of our Dragon Special Forces, my pants were so scared that I peed on them. I stood there and beat them, dammit If you miss the shot, just scratch the skin, it’s okay! Commander, if the little devil officer in Laiyang finds out about this, will he be pissed off... Hahaha!"

(End of this chapter)