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

Of course, everyone would not let go of the Type 99 light machine guns and grenade launchers on the ground. The soldiers of the Gui Army's special forces company wished they could lend a few more hands to get all the weapons and ammunition back.

As soon as Captain Xie and Kong Hao met, they reported their numbers to each other and then started to exchange greetings.

However, when they learned that it was the Eighth Route Army troops who rescued them, Captain Xie and his group were stunned. This completely overturned their cognition.

When did the Eighth Route Army form such a small unit, with two guns per person, and equipment that is more luxurious than that of their military guard regiment? Isn't it said that the equipment of the Eighth Route Army is extremely poor, with each soldier having only three bullets? When did they become so luxurious?

But now, everyone in this small army carries a submachine gun, and the worst thing is that everyone has a Browning pistol on his leg. This is a bit exaggerated.

You know, Browning pistols like this are basically reserved for senior military officers, and their regiment definitely has no more than five.

Kong Hao took the initiative to say: "Captain Xie, we have professional military doctors in our team. Let's bandage your wounded first."

It was not until this time that Captain Xie reacted. He seemed to be injured as well, but it was only a superficial wound and no vital injuries. He had just fought the enemy with such strong willpower that he did not notice these details at all.

The same was true for the rest of the Gui army. After all, everyone was injured, and two of them even carried several rifles and a Type 99 light machine gun on their backs. Suddenly, they fell to the ground and couldn't even get up.

This situation is very normal on the battlefield. Many times everyone musters up the last bit of courage to fight the enemy. Only by fighting for their lives can they get a glimmer of hope, kill the opponent and keep themselves alive.

Now that they have won, a feeling of exhaustion suddenly comes over them, and many people don’t even have the strength to stand.

The special forces are very experienced in dealing with this kind of thing. Several team members took out a special large kettle from their backpacks, poured in half a bag of sugar, and shook it vigorously, and a kettle of thick sugar water was ready.

Afterwards, the team members came to the soldiers of the special forces company with water bottles and gave two big gulps of water to the soldiers who were sitting on the ground and unable to get up. Then the special forces team members who followed behind quickly checked the injuries of the wounded, and finally bandaged them on the battlefield with bandages. After that, they also fed them a few sulfa tablets.

There were more than fifty people in the special forces team, but less than thirty people were left in the special agents company, so the situation was handled very quickly. Even those who had mobility impairments on the original position were given priority for treatment.

While Captain Xie was having his wounds checked, he took a sip from the canteen and was immediately shocked. He then asked in an incredulous tone:

"This, this is sugar water. It tastes so strong and sweet. How much sugar did you put in it? This is too extravagant."

"Thank you, Captain. We have done some research. If you are injured on the battlefield, drinking a few sips of concentrated sugar water can increase your chances of survival by at least 30%. This is especially true for your army. Drinking a few sips can help you recover quickly."

Captain Xie didn't know whether to laugh or cry after hearing this, and kept complaining in his heart: "As long as I'm a soldier, I know this kind of thing, but our troops can't find that much sugar, so what's the use of knowing it."

After the bandage was completed, Kong Hao took out another glass bottle from his backpack, poured out two pills from it, and handed it over:

"Thank you, Captain. Take these two pills. You will be cured in no time."

Captain Xie didn't understand what was going on at first, so he put it directly into his mouth after taking it, and also took a big sip of the sugar water beside him.

But he suddenly realized that he had tasted this pill before and would never forget it in his life.

Once, he led his special forces company to fight with the Japanese with bayonets to cover the transfer of the main force. He was seriously injured and had three holes in his body from the Japanese bayonets. However, the enemy did not gain any advantage as six Japanese died under his bayonet.

After his subordinates carried him out from the pile of dead bodies, he stayed in the hospital for a whole month before he recovered. During the period of recuperation, the military doctor gave him medicine three times only when he was in the most critical condition, for a total of six pills. I heard that his regimental commander went to the division headquarters and begged for it.

Thinking of this, Captain Xie stuttered and asked, "Captain Kong, what did you just give me? Could it be the legendary anti-inflammatory drug sulfa?"

"Yes, it's sulfa tablets. Your injury has been delayed for a long time, and the wound has become a little inflamed. This is just right for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Captain Xie looked at Kong Hao with a look of a prodigal son, and even wanted to pick out the pill he had just swallowed, thinking it was such a waste.

After a while, he smiled bitterly and said, "Captain Kong, I am only slightly injured. It is not a problem. This precious anti-inflammatory medicine should be reserved for those who are seriously injured. It is a life-saving medicine."

"And you gave me two tablets at once. It's my fault too. I swallowed them without even looking at them. Now I can't take them out. This is a life."

Hearing this, Kong Hao was also in awe, but he suddenly had a good idea. For an army like the Gui Army that was truly committed to fighting the Japanese, any help would be best.

He took out the bottle of sulfa drugs from his backpack, handed it to Captain Xie, and specifically instructed:

"In fact, our Eighth Route Army has now opened up a transportation line for importing sulfa drugs. We can import a large amount of sulfa drugs from abroad, and the price is very fair. If the Gui army needs it, you can report it and send someone to our base to discuss it."

"There are more than 80 pills here. I'll give them to you. After all, some of the wounded will need them later."

"Thank you, thank you so much."

Hearing this, Captain Xie immediately felt relieved. This was a huge surprise.

Next, Kong Hao asked Captain Xie about his next plan. When he learned that the 516th Regiment of the Gui Army was surrounded by a battalion of Japanese devils, the two sides had been fighting bloody battles for two days and two nights and were almost unable to hold on.

He decided to lend a hand. After all, this was a regiment of troops. Rescuing them would also be a way of preserving China's military strength.

Of course, the prerequisite for helping is that our special forces team can win. If the enemy is a regiment, Kong Hao will be powerless. He cannot let the special forces team that he has worked so hard to form fall into a dangerous situation.

Next, Kong Hao left some canned food and compressed biscuits for the soldiers of the special forces company to clean up the battlefield. Then, under the leadership of Captain Xie, they rushed to the place where the 518th Regiment was besieged.

It was a forced march all the way, which was not difficult for the special forces, but it was a huge challenge for Captain Xie and his men.

If it weren't for the sugar water I had along the way, and the fact that I had a nice meal of canned spicy chicken and compressed biscuits before setting off, I would have been able to barely hold on.