Traveling through the 1940s, the whole village was massacred at the beginning

"Girl, what is his current physical condition?" Qian Weiheng frowned, his eyes fell on the solemn-looking child in front of him.

Jiang Jiyun replied with a serious expression: "Before he was given this special medicine, he was already very weak and was struggling. However, after taking this special medicine, his heart finally showed a little sign of improvement." As she spoke, she gazed at the tough guy in front of her with pity.

He probably never considered his physical condition when he fought bravely on the battlefield all these years! He really fought against the enemy with the determination to kill one and gain a profit, kill two and gain a pair.

At this time, Jiang Wenming quickly took out his half bottle of special medicine from his shoulder bag, handed it to Bai Jinyuan and said, "Then you only need to take one pill a day. Only when you take good care of your body first, you can kill more devils in the future!"

Seeing this, Chen Sen quickly reached out to take the half bottle of medicine, carefully placed it in Bai Jinyuan's palm, and said with tears of gratitude: "Thank you so much, little brother! If you need us in the future, just let us know. My name is Chen Sen, and from now on, you are our good brother who can live and die together!"

Jiang Jiyun quickly added, "Uncle Bai, you only need to take one pill a day. It will take at most three days to see the initial effect. After all, the effect of this medicine needs to be absorbed slowly by the body. Don't take too much. If you take too much at once, it may be counterproductive. So you should save the rest for future use."

Bai Jinyuan always felt that he might die on this journey. After all, the previous fierce battle left him seriously injured and he was almost at the end of his strength.

However, fate always likes to play tricks on people. Just when he had lost all hope, a miracle happened - his body, which seemed hopeless, actually began to recover gradually, as if there was a mysterious power protecting him.

"Xiaobai, if conditions permit, you should find a time to go back and visit your uncle and aunt! We are not far from Hangzhou, and the task of escorting the grain there will be left to you." Qian Weiheng patted Bai Jinyuan's shoulder earnestly, his eyes full of concern and trust.

Hearing this, Bai Jinyuan couldn't help but raise his head, looking straight at Qian Weiheng, and asked doubtfully: "Brother Qian, then won't you come back with me?"

Qian Weiheng smiled and shook his head, explaining: "I can't go back for the time being. There are other cities that need me to escort supplies. I will go back to visit my family next time I have the chance."

In fact, Qian Weiheng and Bai Jinyuan are both native Hangzhou people. Bai Jinyuan is two years younger than him. They grew up together, studied together, and joined the army together. He has always tried his best to take care of Bai Jinyuan along the way.

On the other side, Jiang Jiyuan reached into the pocket of his cotton-padded jacket and quickly and accurately took out a mobile phone.

This mobile phone was very familiar to Jiang Jiyuan. He pressed a few number buttons skillfully and quickly dialed the number left for Captain Zhao.

At this moment, Captain Zhao, who was busy in the regiment headquarters, and Political Commissar Wu were lowering their heads, concentrating on studying two new gadgets: the hand-cranked charger and the mobile phone.

The two of them frowned, sometimes discussing in a low voice, and sometimes falling into deep thought.

At this moment, a sudden and shrill cell phone ringtone rang out without warning, like a thunderbolt that broke the originally quiet air.

Captain Zhao was frightened by the sudden noise and his whole body trembled. His hands shook involuntarily, and the mobile phone that was originally tightly held in his hand flew out like a wild horse.

Seeing that the phone was about to fall heavily to the ground, Shi Yongfu, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, took a step forward, stretched out his hands and steadily caught the phone that was almost in danger.

Political Commissar Wu was also shocked when he saw this, and his worry was beyond words. He subconsciously jumped up and stared at the phone in Shi Yongfu's hand, fearing that this precious item would be damaged in the slightest.

"Give it to me, give it to me quickly!" Political Commissar Wu shouted anxiously, took two steps at a time and quickly walked to Shi Yongfu, carefully taking the phone from him.

Then, he took a deep breath, calmed his nervous mood, and gently pressed the green answer button on the screen with his index finger.

As soon as the call was connected, an anxious voice came from the other end: "Hello! Hello! Hello! Captain Zhao! Political Commissar Wu! Can you hear me?"

The voice from the microphone was clearly transmitted through the receiver to the ears of Political Commissar Wu and others.

"This phone without a phone line really works!" Captain Zhao exclaimed excitedly.

On the battlefield, they couldn't contact the teams below, had no way of knowing the situation on the front line in the first place, and couldn't command the overall situation in the first place. They didn't know how many soldiers had sacrificed. It would be great if their entire team had that.

"Jiang Jiyuan, I'm Wu Mian, Political Commissar Wu, where are you? Is there anything important that we need to do?" Political Commissar Wu said a little nervously.

"Political Commissar Wu, about two hours east of the city gate, we encountered a guerrilla group escorting a large amount of food. They have few people but a lot of supplies. And their bodies are infected with the virus just like yours before. We gave them special medicine, but I'm still worried that someone will rob them on the road."

After hearing this, Political Commissar Wu and the others' expressions became serious. Regimental Commander Zhao immediately asked Shi Yongfu to ask the commander of the first battalion to arrange two companies to go over and provide support.

Shi Yongfu also heard what Jiang Jiyuan said, and ran out after hearing the commander's arrangements.

"Jiang Jiyuan, do you still have this phone without a cord? Our team really needs it right now." Political Commissar Wu asked in a low voice.

"Yes! I thought you wouldn't believe it and were waiting for arrangements from above. In that case, I'll wait for your people to come and pick them up. I'll keep ten sets and hand them over to them personally." Jiang Jiyuan thought that keeping eight or ten would be enough for their group.

"No, at least fifty sets. Our division will all deliver them. That way it will be more convenient to contact us. I'll come and get them myself." After Captain Zhao yelled into the phone, he ran out in a hurry.

Jiang Jiyuan whispered a string of numbers to Political Commissar Wu, who quickly wrote them down with a pen.

"Political Commissar Wu, this number may contact the leader of the base in a few days. Please handle it yourself!"

Jiang Jiyuan's words hit Political Commissar Wu's head like a thunderbolt.