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"Is it feasible?" Xue Jun is not a flatterer of foreigners, but the technological gap does exist.

Song Jinhan picked out two design drawings from a pile of design drawings and said, "Compare their performance and parameters. It's only a matter of time before we surpass Yingmei." If it weren't for the limitation of the machine tools, he could come up with a better engine, but for now, this is enough.

Xue Jun walked away holding the information with a rosy face. Every step he took seemed like he was walking on clouds, floating and unreal.

As soon as he returned to the factory, he knocked on Ji Gong's door. Ji Gong was full of anger and disappeared in the design drawings.

He chased after Xue Jun and asked, "Secretary, where did these drawings come from? Could they be the purpose of our trip to the Soviet Union? This shouldn't be the case. They are not fools. How could they give us such important drawings so easily? Should we..."

"No need to guess. This is the engine design that your new factory director, Director Zheng, got. It's not just a design, it already has a finished product... Also, our military-to-agriculture plan has been approved..."

So, before the transfer order came down, Song Jinhan went on a business trip to the Soviet Union.

Yun Tinglan was also visited by several people. After listening to their demands, her right eyelid twitched. There was only one possibility for them to come here in the capacity of military personnel: Yi An had gone to the battlefield and taken out those golden wound medicines.

The outstanding feature of those wound medicines is that they are very effective in treating gunshot wounds, can be carried with you, and can be used to treat minor wounds by applying the medicine yourself, so as to avoid delaying the treatment of the injury and causing a minor illness to turn into a serious injury.

Without any hesitation, she took out the prescription and said, "This is the prescription for the golden wound medicine."

"Thank you, thank you. On behalf of the soldiers on the front line, I would like to express my gratitude to you. Salute!" The three men adjusted their uniforms and saluted solemnly.

After the people left, Yun Tinglan sat on the sofa, her eyes blank and unfocused.

After a long time, she suddenly stood up and made a phone call.

The person on the other side was silent for a long time, and then asked, "Have you thought it through?"

"Well, I'm needed more there."

At the train station, Yining's eyes were red and swollen from crying. "Mom, can't you take me with you? I have been studying medicine with you since I was a child. I can even bandage a simple wound."

How could Yun Tinglan take her daughter with her? She was going to the battlefield hospital. She could take risks, but she didn't want her daughter to take risks. "Be good, you are a student, your main task is to study hard. Besides, if we all leave, what will happen to your dad?"

Yining's eyes widened, "My dad doesn't know?"

What idiot are you talking about? Your father is on a business trip in the Soviet Union, how can he be contacted?

The other front line.

Yi'an was leading his men in a gunfight with a group of enemies that were approaching.

The order to launch a full-scale war had not been issued, so they could only hold their positions and passively defend themselves. Once the enemy dared to show up and cross the border, he would lead his men to fight back fiercely.

He has been holding back a lot of anger for some time.

A few days ago, the ungrateful guys on the opposite side set up a few new outposts, and they would sneak over to attack us from time to time. Damn, they run so fast.

He was fine as he could always take a few people away with him each time, but the group of new recruits behind him made him very worried. There was nothing he could do as they were all new recruits who had just joined the army for more than two months and their combat effectiveness was almost zero.

He, the platoon leader, is almost becoming an old woman.

Fortunately, they were brave, not afraid of death, and obedient. They did whatever he told them to do. They would fight wherever he pointed, and with the help of the golden wound medicine his mother gave them, they had a zero mortality rate as a row!

Holding his anger in his heart, he personally led people to guard against the other party.

As soon as the people over there crossed the border, Yi An saw them through the telescope and gestured not to shoot. They must wait until the enemy advances deep into the border before shooting to ensure that they cannot come back!

"Fuck! Cowards, they run so fast, they've let a few of them run away!"

The goal of total annihilation was not achieved, Yi An cursed.

"Sun Qiao! Sun Qiao! What's wrong with you? Speak quickly! Platoon leader... wuwu... Sun Qiao was shot in the heart... He's dead!"

"Shut up, why are you crying? You're useless. He's not dead yet." Yi An touched Sun Qiao's carotid artery and breathed a sigh of relief. He took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, took out pills and fed them to him. "You two, send him back to the camp, and ask the signalman to contact the field doctor to save him! Everyone else, clean up the battlefield."

Yi An stared at the other side, his eyes flickering, and he tightly grasped the small gourd around his neck, "Squad Leader, you take your men to the border and lay out the minefield."

"Platoon leader, isn't this against the rules? It could easily lead to a war." A squad leader hesitated. He also wanted to dampen the enemy's morale, but military orders are as firm as a mountain. If a war started because of them... he would be a sinner!

"You are so stupid. Why don't you put up a warning sign to tell the people on the other side that there are mines there? If they still rush in and die, it's none of our business!"

Knowing there are landmines there, only a fool would rush in. The platoon leader must have been so angry that he lost his mind.

"How stupid! Let Zahar and Guli, those ethnic minority brothers, write it." Yi An was so disappointed that his students didn't learn from him, so he taught them step by step, "First bury a batch of dumb mines, then bury the poop mines. When the enemy is frightened and finds out that they are fake and fooled, how can they not be angry?

At this time, if they see the warning signs in the chain minefield, will they believe it? "

The squad leader shook his head with sparkling eyes.

As soon as Yun Tinglan got off the car, an intern doctor ran over and said, "Director Gu, there is a wounded man who was shot in the chest, only 0.5 centimeters away from the heart. Doctor Li and his team can't perform this operation..."

Director Gu looked at Yun Tinglan and asked, "Professor Yun, can you do it?"

Yun Tinglan put on her white coat without saying a word and walked towards the operating room, disinfecting as she walked.

As we walked along, we saw the corridors filled with wounded people. Some had gauze wrapped around their heads, some had their arms in hangings, and some were queuing up to be bandaged.

Without Yun Tinglan saying anything, Luo Jingjing took the initiative to open the medical box and help the wounded treat their wounds.

Due to limited operating rooms, minor injuries are treated outside.

In the operating room, Ling Xi had already scanned the patient's injuries and gave Yun Tinglan a shared vision. This was an ability it evolved after devouring Xu Hongying's system, and today was the first time it was officially used.

After Yun Tinglan disinfected the silver needle, she began to insert the needle to protect the patient's heart pulse. The operation lasted two and a half hours. When she successfully removed the bullet, the huge stone in everyone's heart finally fell.

When Yun Tinglan walked out of the operating room, several soldiers who were waiting at the door of the operating room stared at her. Several of them were injured and stood up excitedly and surrounded her, "Doctor, how is Sun Qiao?"

"He's saved. The operation was successful." Yun Tinglan took off her mask, took the towel handed to her by Luo Jingjing and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Several people had tears in their eyes, "That's great, Sun Qiao is alive." One of the young soldiers squatted on the ground and cried, "Doctor Yun, thank you, Sun Qiao is my cousin, we joined the army together, if anything happened to him, I really don't know how to explain to my grandparents."

"No need to thank me. My son is also on the front line. I know how hard it is for you. Take good care of your injuries and get well soon. Don't worry about us, the military families. That's the best thank you."

Son? The young soldier was a little confused about Yun Tinglan's age, but still asked, "What's your son's name? Which company is he in?"

"Zheng Yian, Sharp Knife Company."

Several people called out, "Our platoon leader?"

What a coincidence!