Bright Sword: An eight-year-old boy led a group to fight the Japanese invaders

"What?" the chief of staff was puzzled.

"The Nationalist government's negotiation delegation is still being held in the city!" Wang Ye's focus these days has been on these arrested people.

It has been three days since the Chief of Staff of the First War Zone, Sun Zhengpin, came with his men, but Wang Ye has not even met him.

"It's okay. The devils have gone back now. We can talk to them slowly. It's okay with Zhao Gang outside.

Besides, you can communicate with them over the phone!" The chief of staff was in a good mood.

Wang Ye smiled carefreely upon hearing this, and followed the chief of staff into the isolation hospital.

Because it was a temporary hospital, all the materials used were military tents that Wang Ye had exchanged from the system. In order to avoid the bombing of the Japanese planes, the entire hospital occupied a terrifyingly large area.

There were more than 2000 troops on guard in the surrounding area alone, plus two squadrons for internal security.

The chief of staff and Wang Ye first disinfected the room at the entrance, then changed into protective clothing and disinfected again before entering the hospital.

More than 1800 people have been pulled back and are now sitting in groups of three or four under the shade of the trees.

The chief of staff looked at these ragged, skinny comrades and couldn't help shedding tears. Fortunately, they were covered by protective clothing so that no one could see them.

The two men walked and looked until they came to Wu Chengkai and the chief of staff stopped.

Wu Chengkai was holding Wu Zhenzhen and eating the white flour buns distributed by the hospital.

"Son, have some millet porridge!" Wu Chengkai carefully supported Wu Zhen's head and put the already cooled millet porridge to Wu Zhen's mouth.

Wu Zhen's face was extremely pale and his mental state was extremely poor, but fortunately he was still conscious.

Hearing Wu Chengkai's words, he slowly raised his head, licked his dry and cracked lips with his tongue, and opened his mouth with great effort.

Wu Chengkai tilted his wrist carefully, and Wu Zhen finally got the food into his mouth.

It took Wu Chengkai ten minutes to feed a bowl of millet porridge. The chief of staff and Wang Ye just watched for ten minutes.

After Wu Zhen fell asleep, the Chief of Staff and Wang Ye looked at each other and found that they were both in tears.

Wang Ye knew from the moment he got the list that Wu Zhen was the youngest one, but when he actually saw Wu Zhen,

This child said he was 6 years old, but in fact his height and weight were nowhere near those of a normal 6-year-old child. I don’t know how much he suffered at the hands of the Japanese.

"You are Comrade Wu Chengkai, right?" The chief of staff waited until Wu Chengkai put Wu Zhen down before walking over and taking his hand.

Wu Chengkai was thinking about his son, and when the chief of staff suddenly grabbed his hand, he suddenly woke up, and then quickly shook off the chief of staff's hand, stepped back two meters, and then said in horror,

"Don't come over here! Don't come over here. I have the virus. If we get too close, it's easy to get infected!"

The chief of staff in the protective suit felt very upset when he saw Wu Chengkai still thinking about the infection.

Wang Ye grabbed the chief of staff and said, although the protective clothing exchanged by the system provides relatively good safety protection, no one can say that there will be no problems, so the necessary distance must still be maintained.

"Chief of Staff, everyone has just come out of the devil's cave, and everyone has the virus in their bodies. I think we should not put too much pressure on them!"

The chief of staff patted Wang Ye's hand to indicate that he understood, then took the megaphone from Wang Ye and said,

"Comrades, I am the deputy chief of staff of the Eighth Route Army Headquarters. I am here to visit you on behalf of the Eighth Route Army Headquarters and Yanzhou."

Almost all the comrades heard the chief of staff's words. They stood up excitedly and slowly moved towards the chief of staff.

However, Wu Chengkai and Wu Fenglin looked at each other and saw surprise and fear in each other's eyes.

Wu Chengkai said excitedly, "Chief of Staff, all of us here have the infectious virus injected by the devils in our bodies. How could you come here? Get out now!"

Wu Fenglin even shouted to the comrades around him, "Don't come over here, don't infect these comrades with the virus!"

Everyone stopped walking, and the expressions on their faces gradually calmed down from excitement. More people sat on the ground in frustration, muttering to themselves,

"Yes, we all have the virus in our bodies, and we will die soon."

"What's the matter with death? Everyone will die sooner or later. I thought I would die at the hands of the devils.

I didn’t expect to be able to return to the base. Even if I die in a few days, I will have no regrets! ”

"Yes, our comrades have not forgotten us. They came to see us in such a dangerous situation. Even if they died, it would be worth it!"

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The Chief of Staff heard everything that everyone said, and he felt it necessary to let them know the current situation.

"The person next to me is Wang Ye, the captain of the Eighth Route Army's Shanxi-Northern Independent Battalion.

The reason you came back this time is because Comrade Wang Ye wiped out the 20th Division of the Japanese and then brought you back!"

Wu Chengkai and Wu Fenglin looked at Wang Ye, who was shorter than the chief of staff. Although they couldn't tell what he looked like,

But he must be a powerful person to be able to get them back from the devils.

"Thank you Comrade Wang Ye for saving us. I never thought I could be in the arms of my comrades before I die. This way, I have no regrets even if I die!"

After Wang Ye came here, he constantly refreshed his three views. They knew their goals.

But they don’t know when they will succeed, let alone whether they will succeed.

Even so, they still did not hesitate, even if it cost them their own lives.

If he were honest with himself, Wang Ye felt that he did not have the courage to do so now.

Wang Ye took the megaphone, straightened his body, and said loudly,

"Comrades, this is the temporary isolation hospital set up by our independent brigade. Wait a moment, and a doctor will draw blood for you.

As long as we find out the type of virus in your body, we will start treatment immediately!

Please rest assured, as long as you get here, you will not die. Our independent brigade has the most advanced medicines. You will be able to live like normal people in at most half a month."

After Wang Ye finished speaking, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Everyone knew how powerful the Japanese virus was.

In the large-scale battles of the past few years, the Japanese poison gas bombs would appear from time to time, and each time they appeared, they would bring unimaginable losses to the National Government and the Eighth Route Army.

Of course, this has something to do with the fact that the soldiers did not have gas masks, but it is undeniable that the Japanese were very good at researching viruses.

Even though the National Government was helpless against the devil's virus, I didn't expect that the Eighth Route Army actually had medicine.

Wu Chengkai took a few steps forward and asked anxiously, "Comrade Wang Ye, are you serious? Can we really cure it?"

"Don't worry, you can all be cured!"

After Wang Ye finished speaking, many doctors and nurses wearing green protective suits came out of the wooden house at the back.

White is easy to expose, so Wang Ye deliberately changed it to a color similar to that of the trees.