Sword of Light: I Can Summon the Fourth Disaster

Xiao Zongmin chuckled and said nonchalantly, "There's no need for a big scene. It'll just waste the people's energy. But, put an ad in the newspaper and say that I'll be arriving in the capital soon."

"And if you are willing, you should subsidize your doctors and nurses."

Some things don't need to be stated too clearly, I believe that even a little bit can be understood.

During this period, the reorganized division fought everywhere, and Xiyang, as the rear base, was definitely the first choice for the wounded soldiers to recuperate.

Most of those who were able to be transferred from field hospitals to the rear for recuperation were in stable condition or their wounds had gradually improved.

After returning to Xiyang, the soldiers were able to put aside the tension they had on the battlefield. At the same time, Xiyang also had sufficient supplies to keep them nourished.

After all, wound healing not only requires the assistance of medicine, but nutritional supplementation is also extremely important.

In order to take care of these wounded soldiers, the logistics department of the Chen Hu Bai Corps exchanged a large amount of high-calorie, high-protein nutritional products from the quartermaster. At the same time, a large amount of medicine was allocated.

For this reason, Xiyang's quartermaster complained to Xiao Zongmin many times. After all, it would take time for Chen Hubai's Corps to transport the huge amount of supplies. For this reason, the quartermaster was sleep-deprived every day.

After the quartermaster complained, Xiao Zongmin added a few more quartermasters to the column's logistics department to relieve one person's work fatigue.

At the same time, after learning that there were a large number of wounded in Xiyang, Xiao Zongmin often took the leaders of the column to visit the wounded and indulged in the role of a leader.

However, after frequent visits, Xiao Zongmin discovered many problems.

First, a large number of wounded and sick soldiers were transported from the front line to Xiyang, which greatly increased the workload of doctors and nurses and prevented them from getting a good rest.

Secondly, there are too many wounded and sick soldiers retreating from the front line, and Xiyang is already a little overwhelmed. They should be diverted to other cities.

Look, now that Xingdian is here, Xiao Zongmin also wants to talk to him about this issue.

"Xiao Chen, as the political commissar and director of the political department of the Chen Hu Bai Corps, you should pay more attention to the rest of the soldiers in your corps."

"After working intensively, the medical staff of your Corps often do not get effective rest and have to go back to work again."

"During this period, dozens of medical staff in your Corps General Hospital have been exhausted."

Hearing this, Xingdiandian wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and complained to Xiao Zongmin: "Commander-in-Chief, it's not that I don't want them to work this way, but after the field hospitals of various units on the front line of our Corps rescued the wounded, they packed them all and shipped them to Xiyang, without considering the carrying capacity of Xiyang Hospital at all."

Listening to Xingdiandian's words, Xiao Zongmin frowned and asked, "Do you know how many wounded and sick people are there in Xiyang Hospital now? There are already more than 100,000! It can be said that the wounded and sick people in your regiment account for one-sixth of the population in the entire Xiyang City."

"Our local folks, impressed by your Corps's achievements, have spontaneously organized themselves to help the medical staff at Xiyang Hospital and take care of your wounded and sick."

"But Xiyang is a small city after all, and its supporting facilities were not built that big. Now all the focus of the city has shifted to you injured and sick people. How do you expect the villagers to survive?"

As he spoke, Xiao Zongmin's tone became heavier, making Xing Xingdian, who was already feeling guilty, feel even more uneasy.

Knowing that Xiyang City has been in chaos during this period, Xingxing wiped the sweat off his head and promised:

"Commander-in-Chief, I will review my actions! When I return, I will transfer the injured and sick soldiers who are about to recover to the nearest city, leaving Xiyang with only the seriously injured!"

Hearing this, Xiao Zongmin waved his hand and said, "Since I have agreed to your request, you must implement the issues I raised."

"I won't cause any trouble to your army this time because I have a reason. If there is a next time, your army will be disbanded and reorganized!"

"Yes! Promise to complete the mission!"

..........

Inside an inconspicuous residential building in Beijing

Several Japanese spies were lying on beds in civilian houses, so weak that they could not even lift their hands.

"Mr. Kameda, has the blockade outside been lifted?" asked a Japanese soldier who didn't look that thin yet.

The Japanese soldier sitting at the door was about to bow when he felt dizzy and quickly held onto the door frame and said, "Mr. Takahashi, the street outside is still blocked."

Takahashi Jusan sighed lightly, looked around the room, and said harshly, "Are the most elite warriors of our empire starving to death here?"

Kameda picked up a broken bowl, drank a sip of cold water and said, "Mr. Takahashi, didn't Mr. Kurofuji go out to investigate? I believe the Longguo government will not let the people in the capital starve to death."

Gao Qiao looked at Kameda, who used to be fat but now has no flesh on his body, and said with a sad face: "Why on earth does the Longguo government want to trap their people in their homes?"

Before Takahashi Jusan could figure it out, the Japanese soldier Hei Teng, who had gone out to gather information, came back stealthily.

Looking at Hei Teng's appearance, even though Takahashi Jusan was weak, he couldn't help but scold him: "Hei Teng-kun, you are a warrior of the empire, how can you act like a thief?"

Upon hearing this, Hei Teng quickly took out the package in his arms, which contained several steamed buns.

Looking at the steamed bread in Heiteng's hand, the Japanese soldiers in the room turned green-eyed.

When the capital was blocked, each household reported food rations according to the number of people. Because this house was bought by Hei Teng's father decades ago, only Hei Teng's food rations were reported.

When the player brought the soldiers in to register the household registration, Takahashi and his action team hid in the tunnel under the houses.

After they came out, Zhejichensha ordered temporary control. Only one person's ration was delivered to the door every day, and these people had not eaten much dry food for several days.

The Japanese soldiers wanted to pounce on Hei Teng and eat all the steamed buns, but they looked at Gaoqiao worriedly.

Gao Qiao Shisan sighed and arranged: "Kurofuji, please distribute the food to everyone. Do you know why the Longguo government closed the city this time?"

Hei Teng stepped forward and distributed the steamed bread while speaking, "Mr. Gao Qiao, the whole capital now knows that a column commander of the Eighth Route Army will be visiting the capital."

"Because of the vicious incident of assassinating the commander of the Eighth Route Army last time, the interim government will not lift its control over the capital until the assassin is found."

Before Hei Teng could finish his words, he heard the door of the house being kicked open, and at the same time a voice was heard.

"Comrade of the Eighth Route Army, I saw that thief Sun, who stole our steamed bread, entered this yard."

"That thief Sun is sneaky and looks like a bad guy!"

Gao Qiao was also an expert on the Dragon Kingdom, so he naturally knew what the outsiders were talking about. He looked at Hei Teng in disbelief and asked, "Mr. Hei Teng, did you steal this food?"