Bright Sword: Follow Kong's fun and build the strongest military industry

Kong Hao said quickly: "First, carry out emergency treatment on the battlefield and control the injuries of the seriously injured. We will perform surgery after we find a safe place."

"Captain Li, don't be so upset. Let's clean up the battlefield first, and then find a safe place to perform the operation."

After hearing this, Captain Li finally reacted. He had taken it for granted just now, thinking that as long as the injury was serious, there was no way to treat it. He didn't expect that this brother unit had a doctor who could perform surgery. This was really great.

So he quickly ordered the guerrillas to quickly clean up the battlefield and confiscate all the enemy's weapons and equipment.

The enemy this time was quite powerful. The Japanese alone had a Type 99 light machine gun and a grenade launcher, as well as eight Type 38 rifles and four pistols, and the total number of bullets exceeded a thousand.

Moreover, it was the puppet army and the detective team who had been attacking just now, and the Japanese had not consumed any ammunition at all, so all the ammunition went to the guerrillas.

In addition, thirty melon grenades were seized, which were also very rare and good things. All the guerrillas smiled when they saw them.

A platoon of puppet soldiers had a Czech light machine gun, and the rest were Hanyang rifles, as well as a lot of bullets and grenades.

Of course, the most important thing is the weapons of the detective team, a bunch of mirror boxes. They obtained eight of them at once, and more than 1,500 bullets.

Li Xiangyang immediately replenished himself with 200 rounds of Mauser pistol bullets, and even replaced his old-fashioned Mauser pistol that he had used for a long time with a mirror-shaped box magazine, so that he would not have to worry about running out of ammunition in the short term.

However, the guerrillas, who only had a dozen people including the lightly wounded, were unable to pick up or take away so many weapons and ammunition.

Seeing this, Kong Hao asked the outer guard team members to help clean up the battlefield and pack up all the enemy's weapons and equipment, including helmets, bullet bags, briefcases, and even lunch boxes and water bottles.

If time wasn't so tight, we would probably have even stripped the Japanese soldiers' uniforms and taken them away, in order to ensure that every grain of rice was stored away was safe.

However, Instructor Xu was thinking in his mind that after reaching a safe place, he would send someone back to check. If the Japanese nearby did not come to collect the bodies in advance, he would take away all the things that had not been taken away this time.

After cleaning up the battlefield, the team set out quickly and came to a relatively secluded small mountain village. This was the hometown of the guerrilla captain Li Xiangyang, and it was a famous model village supporting the military nearby.

Li Xiangyang first came to a courtyard at the entrance of the village and knocked on the door quietly. A questioning voice came from inside the house:

"Who's out there?"

"Mom, it's me."

In less than a minute, the oil lamp in the house was lit, and a middle-aged woman in her forties, wearing a coat and without even putting on her shoes, hurriedly opened the door.

"Little one, it's really you who's back. I'm not dreaming."

Ever since her youngest son joined the guerrillas to fight the Japanese, Aunt Li has been worried about him day and night, fearing that her beloved son might get into trouble on the battlefield. Even if he got hurt, she would feel heartbroken for a long time.

But she couldn't stop them. The Japanese had already invaded and were burning, killing and looting everywhere. If they all felt sorry for their own children and didn't dare to fight to the death, then what hope was there for this country?

In fact, the ideas of all Chinese people are very simple. There is a family only when there is a country. If the country is destroyed, the family will be broken up.

"Mom, don't cry, I'm fine. Oh, I brought a lot of comrades back with me. We'll stay in the village tonight. Please talk to the village chief uncle."

At this time, Li Xiangyang's younger sister came out of the house. After hearing this, she volunteered to go to her uncle's house to tell him about this matter.

After a while, Uncle Li walked over quickly, followed by the village party secretary and several militiamen from the village.

When everyone heard that the guerrillas had won a great victory, they were all delighted. Then they arranged the special forces and guerrillas in their houses to rest according to their respective division of labor.

The villagers of Lijia Village had done this kind of thing frequently before and were already familiar with it. In less than half an hour, these sixty or seventy people had silently integrated into Lijia Village, and outsiders could not even see any trace of them.

Uncle Li even sent out the village militia to clear all traces on the road in the direction the guerrillas entered the village. Even if the Japanese wanted to track them down, they would not be able to do so in a short time.

Because he needed to undergo surgery, Uncle Li asked someone to vacate the Li Family Ancestral Hall, which had the best facilities in the village, specifically for the surgery.

After hearing this, Instructor Xu quickly spoke out to stop them, saying, "Uncle Li, this won't work. The ancestral hall is the most sacred place for a family. If you perform surgery here, it will be stained with blood, which is a bit ominous."

Uncle Li smiled and said, "You guerrillas fought the Japanese and risked your lives. Now you are injured and have surgery in the ancestral hall. I think the ancestors of the Li family would feel extremely honored if they knew about this."

"Okay, I'll take charge of this matter. Saving people is the most important thing."

After hearing this, everyone stopped insisting and hurriedly set up the operating scene. Of course, this was only for emergency use and was rather simple.

After all the seriously injured were sent in to treat their wounds, they were lined up for surgery according to the severity of their injuries. Kong Hao helped deal with the lightly injured like Instructor Xu.

Fortunately, Instructor Xu only suffered a penetrating wound. Although it looks exaggerated, it is actually considered a minor injury on the battlefield.

The first thing was to clean the wound. When Kong Hao took out a bottle of anesthetic from his backpack and was about to inject it, he was stopped by Instructor Xu:

"Captain Kong, what kind of medicine is this?"

"This is an anesthetic. You will fall asleep for a while after the injection, so it won't hurt so much when the wound is treated."

Hearing that it was an extremely precious anesthetic, Instructor Xu shook his head like a rattle and said loudly:

"I just have a minor injury. How can you use such precious medical supplies? In the army, even for seriously injured soldiers who need amputation surgery, anesthetics are rarely used. This kind of thing is too precious. Don't waste it on me."

"It just hurts a little, it doesn't matter, just do it."

After hearing the instructor's words, the other lightly wounded soldiers also echoed them. They had been injured frequently before and they were always treated with some herbal medicine. Now being able to receive medical bandages was already the best treatment.

Seeing this, Kong Hao had no choice but to put the anesthetic into his backpack, and then took out a bottle of alcohol and a few cotton swabs to disinfect Instructor Xu.

"Bear with it, it hurts a bit to disinfect the wound with alcohol."

Then, while grimacing in pain, Instructor Xu started joking:

"Speaking of which, this is the first time I've used pure alcohol to disinfect a wound. Previously, when I was injured, I would just use a bottle of strong alcohol to fool around and that was it."