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Chapter 717 Return to the East Coast
There were bonfires everywhere in the camp, and the soldiers and villagers moved large and small bags and boxes of supplies into the cave for storage.

At the edge of the camp, near a campfire in the woods, Wang Zhong, shirtless and with wet hair, was sitting on a wooden block. Xiaozui was hunched over, using the light from the campfire to bandage the wound with gauze that had been washed, dried, and repeatedly boiled in water to sterilize it. In the enamel cup of the narrator's voice were five completely deformed bullets.

If you observe carefully, you will find that this bullet is a special warhead fired from a heavy machine gun. It is extremely powerful. If an ordinary person is hit by one bullet, let alone five, he will be seriously injured if not killed.

But Wang Zhong was shot five times, but he was not hurt at all. The bullets were either stuck in the flesh or in the bones, but there was no sign of cracks or damage in the bones.

Xiaozui did not ask Wang Zhong the reason, but silently took out the bullet for Wang Zhong, applied medicine, and bandaged the wound carefully.

"What's wrong with being numb?" Wang Zhong asked.

Xiaozui said: "He is still unconscious and hasn't woken up yet."

As he was talking, Xiaozui had already bandaged the wound with gauze and went to get the tray of tools next to him.

Wang Zhong said: "What about the other injured brothers? Do they have enough medicine?"

"If we save on gauze, alcohol and other basic items, there will be enough."

"But there aren't many wounded and anti-inflammatory drugs left, especially anti-inflammatory drugs." Xiaozui said, "There are too many wounded this time. With the medicine we have now, even if we only use it on the seriously injured, we can only last for five days at most. After five days, we will run out of medicine."

As she spoke, Xiaozui's brows began to frown. Even a skilled cook cannot cook without rice, let alone her, a novice doctor.

Wang Zhong said: "After this battle, we can live in peace for a while. I will go back to the East Coast tonight and try to get some more medicine."

"I'll go check it out first!" Wang Zhong said as he stood up. With Xiaozui's help, he put on his clothes and went straight to the tent where the wounded soldiers were.

Before I got close, I could hear the painful cries of the wounded soldiers coming from the tents.

The strong smell of medicine and blood could be smelled even outside the tent.

Wang Zhong opened the curtain and strode into the tent, with Xiaozui following closely behind him.

The tent was not big and could only accommodate two beds. Yao Ma was lying on one of the beds with a pale face.

It is called a bed board, but in fact it is a simple bed made of a piece of stone as a support and a few wooden boards on top.

“Captain!” Bula, who was lying on the bed nearby and was about to get numb, stood up immediately when he saw Wang Zhong coming in. However, the space in the tent was too small, so Bula could only bend over and greet Wang Zhong.

“Yeah!” Wang Zhong nodded and walked to Yao Ma. Bula quickly moved the small stool under Wang Zhong’s butt.

Wang Zhong first lifted up Yaoma's eyelids and looked at Yaoma's pupils. Then he grabbed Yaoma's only remaining left hand and took his pulse.

"Oh!" A few minutes later, Wang Zhong sighed and carefully put his remaining hand, which was about to be numb, back to its previous position.

"Captain!" Bu La asked hurriedly, "What's going on?"

"The injuries are too severe and he has lost too much blood. He has fallen into a deep coma." Wang Zhong was also helpless. When Yao Ma was injured yesterday, the battle between the two sides was the most intense. Wang Zhong simply did not have time to treat him immediately.

The accompanying medical worker was just a local doctor who knew a few prescriptions. He was taken directly to the battlefield after only simple training. Moreover, the conditions on the battlefield were limited, and there was no way to stop the bleeding effectively. He could only cover the wound tightly with cloth. Although it did reduce the blood loss, it could not stop it completely.

"Fortunately, his wound did not become inflamed and did not cause any complications, otherwise it would have been really difficult to deal with."

Wang Zhong immediately turned his head and said to Bu La: "Not spicy!"

"To!"

"You must always pay attention to Yao Ma's condition. If he shows symptoms of fever and sweating, you must notify Xiao Zui immediately."

"Don't worry, Captain. I will take good care of Yao Ma!"

"You have to take some rest yourself. I'll ask Doubing to come over later, and you two can take turns guarding him."

Coming out of the tent, Wang Zhong immediately asked someone to get some bean cakes, and he and Bu La waited together for Ma.

Then they looked at the conditions of the remaining seriously injured soldiers, but not every soldier was as lucky as Yao Ma. More than ten of them had started to have fever, so Wang Zhong and Xiao Zui could only inject them with anti-inflammatory drugs immediately.

After all the busy work, it was completely dark.

Just after coming out of the wounded soldiers' tent, Wang Zhong sighed as he looked at the wounded soldiers sitting by the campfire outside. Apart from lamenting the cruelty of war, he could only try his best to treat the wounded.

Although they won the battle of Heshun, it was a residual victory. Out of more than 200 people, only a dozen were intact in the end, and the rest were all injured.

Don’t be fooled by the fact that Bu La looked fine in Yao Ma’s tent just now. In fact, he was shot in the shoulder and lower abdomen, and his left arm was also grazed by a bullet. Fortunately, he was lucky and his internal organs were not injured.

Even Doubing, who was Milong's deputy shooter, was shot. Fortunately, he was only hit in the arm and was not seriously injured.

The night gradually darkened. It was quiet and deserted, with only the sound of insects chirping in the jungle. A figure was flying along at an extremely fast speed, so fast that it left a trail of afterimages in the air.

In just half an hour, the sound of flowing water could be clearly heard.

The figure galloping in the forest also slowed down. After carefully surveying the surrounding forests, it walked out of the forest and crossed the Nujiang River.

Long Wenjian was sleeping soundly in the tent. I don’t know what kind of good dream he had, but there was a smile on his face.

When this guy first arrived on the West Coast, he hardly slept a wink. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he didn't dare and couldn't.

It was not until after the battle at Nantianmen that he and Wang Zhong took turns to rest, but their sleep was very light and they would be awakened by the slightest movement.

But now on the East Coast I sleep like a dead pig every day.

A hand suddenly covered his mouth and nose, his breathing gradually became heavy, and Long Wenjian was suffocated awake.

"Wang Zhong?"

"Why are you back again?" Long Wenjian looked at Wang Zhong in front of him, very surprised.

"I came back this time for two things."

"First of all, we just fought a great battle with the Japanese. We defeated a battalion of the Japanese and killed hundreds of them. We also suffered heavy losses. There are more than a hundred wounded, and nearly a hundred of them are seriously injured."

"Lack of people? Lack of medicine?" Long Wenjian immediately guessed Wang Zhong's purpose.

"The most lacking thing is anti-inflammatory drugs, followed by medicine for injuries." Wang Zhong said: "Last time I asked you to collect a large amount of drugs on the black market, did you get any results?"

Long Wenjian said: "Recently, through Lao Mai's relationship, I spent a lot of money to get a box of penicillin and a batch of sulfa from the Americans."

"A box of penicillin? And sulfa." Wang Zhong's eyes lit up instantly. It was like a pillow whenever he felt sleepy. He was in need of anti-inflammatory drugs.

"How much sulfa?" "About the same as penicillin, about a box too."

"Great!"

What the other side of the strait lacks most now are these two kinds of medicines.

"Hurry up and get it for me. I want to go back to the West Coast immediately."

"So urgent?" Long Wenjian asked puzzledly.

Wang Zhong said: "Yao Ma was hit by a Japanese artillery shell, and one of his arms was blown off. Now he is in critical condition. We have dozens of seriously injured people with similar conditions as Yao Ma."

Long Wenjian's expression changed instantly, and he frowned and asked seriously, "So many seriously injured people?"

"There is no other way. We are inferior to the devil in terms of numbers and weapons and equipment. If we want to win the battle, we can only risk our lives to fight the devil."

"Then wouldn't your guerrillas have suffered heavy losses?" Long Wenjian said.

"It is true that the losses are heavy. There are only about ten people in the entire guerrilla team who are not injured."

Long Wenjian asked hurriedly: "How is everyone?"

"Not bad." Wang Zhong said, "Only Li Liansheng and I were seriously injured, but the others are fine, they are all minor injuries that won't affect their movements."

Long Wenjian nodded and said, "What about you? Are you injured too?"

"I was hit by a few bullets, but they are just superficial injuries." Wang Zhong said calmly.

"Commander!"

"Commander!"

Long Wenjian shouted a few times, and Meng Fanle immediately stood up in dishevel and saluted, "Here!"

"Go and notify the veterinarian and ask him to bring over the 'penicillin' and 'sulfa' that were recently delivered.

"Yes!" Meng Fanle glanced at Wang Zhong, then turned around in a hurry to find a veterinarian.

"Didn't you say you wanted to do two things?" Long Wenjian looked at Wang Zhong and asked curiously.

Wang Zhong did not intend to beat around the bush and said directly: "After this battle, our reputation on the West Coast will be fully established. By then, there will definitely be countless enthusiastic people vying to join us."

"I want you to contact the commander-in-chief in Chuncheng. If you can use Old Mac's connections, you can ask the Americans to contact the British troops in India and ask them to delay the main force of the Japanese army."

“Are you going to attack Nan Tianmen?” Long Wenjian looked at Wang Zhong in surprise and couldn’t help asking.

Wang Zhong said: "It is only a matter of time before we attack Nantianmen, but not now."

"I need time to recuperate and strengthen myself. You must not relax either. Increase the intensity of bombing Nantianmen every day. If you can get Master Yu to join the bombing, it will be even better. You must make sure that old guy Takeuchi Lianshan has no time to wipe us out."

"There will definitely be no problem on our side, but Master Yu..." Speaking of Master Yu, Long Wenjian was a little hesitant. Ever since Wang Zhong reminded him last time, he has been more wary of Tang Ji. He has also been called to Master Yu's headquarters by Yu Xiaoqing several times to discuss how to take over Nantianmen.

Although Long Wenjian has a lot of shortcomings and flaws, you have to admit that this guy's brain is like a cheat. It works really fast, his vision is very sharp, and his military ability is unquestionable.

Yu Xiaoqing was such a thirsty man for talent, and having been together for such a long time, how could he not see how powerful Long Wenjian was? So he planned to win over Long Wenjian early on and persuade him to bring the Sichuan Army Corps to join his Yu Division.

However, at this time, Long Wenjian was no longer the leader of the cannon fodder regiment who had to submit to Yu Xiaoqing in the original drama. Instead, he had a strong army and was awarded the title of an independent reinforced regiment, and was even not under the control of Yu Xiaoqing.

Wang Zhong's eyes flickered with a strange light. He looked at Long Wenjian and said confidently, "I believe you can definitely convince Yu Xiaoqing."

Long Wenjian was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to respond to Wang Zhong's words.

"I'll try my best!" Seeing Wang Zhong's trusting eyes, Long Wenjian had no choice but to take on the task.

"When do you plan to counterattack Nantianmen?" Long Wenjian couldn't help but ask as soon as he agreed.

Wang Zhong said in a deep voice: "At least three months, at most half a year, definitely not longer."

"Still like before, cutting off the food supply to Nantianmen?"

"Aren't you worried that Takeuchi Lianshan has been prepared?"

Wang Zhong said: "Whether we are prepared or not, we have to do it. Compared with attacking Nantianmen directly, our troops on the west bank are far from enough."

Long Wenjian narrowed his eyes and said, "What if I lead the Sichuan Army to cross the river to the west bank?"

Wang Zhong said: "You will have to lead your men across the river sooner or later, but not now. At least you have to wait until we have completely taken control of the route from Heshun to Nujiang."

Long Wenjian naturally knew the reason why Wang Zhong did this. If they rashly appeared on the west bank at this time, it would inevitably provoke a crazy counterattack from Takeuchi Lianshan.

Moreover, the Japanese troops in Burma had far more than just the Takeuchi Regiment.

"Ah!" Long Wenjian sighed and said, "I'm afraid that Takeuchi Lianshan has already regarded you as a thorn in his side and wants to get rid of you as soon as possible."

Wang Zhong said: "Haven't we always been a thorn in Takeuchi Lianshan's side?"

Hearing this, Long Wenjian couldn't help but sigh and said, "I wish I could take my brothers across the Nujiang River right now and fight alongside you."

"That day won't be too far away!" Wang Zhong said.

"By the way, when you go to find Yu Xiaoqing, be sure to be careful of Tang Ji and don't let him trick you."

"Don't worry, I'm not a three-year-old child." Long Wenjian said with a smile, his eyes full of confidence.

Wang Zhong asked about some recent training situations of the soldiers. The most noteworthy one among them was Krupp. Krupp was now the platoon leader of the artillery platoon, with dozens of artillerymen under him. After cooperating with the inexperienced Japanese on a daily basis, he had already trained five of them with great experience.

Not long after the examination, Meng Fanle hurried over with the veterinarian.

"Captain! Deputy Captain!" After greeting the two, they placed the wrapped boxes in front of them: "This is the medicine the deputy captain wants, it's all in there."

"Thank you for your hard work, veterinarian. It's getting late, you should go back and get some rest."

After sending the veterinarian away, Wang Zhong did not stay here any longer. Instead, he took the medicine he got from the proceeds and, under the personal escort of Long Wenjian and Meng Fanliao, returned to the woods near Yanwang Ferry. He then returned to the west bank carrying two boxes of medicine tied in sacks and hemp ropes.

(End of this chapter)