The expeditionary force began to dominate Southeast Asia by recruiting defeated soldiers

Zhang Chi led a team of more than 100 people through the gate smoothly and entered the airport.

After leading Zhang Chi and his men into the airport, Major John returned to the concrete airport control tower with a sullen face to rest, leaving only a sergeant to introduce Zhang Chi to the various facilities in the airport and the communication between the two sides.

The sergeant, named Edward Dawson, was a burly man dressed in a slightly worn but still neat John Colonial Army tropical uniform.

"Major Edward Lionel Wentworth has ordered me to provide all possible assistance and support to your army. Let me first introduce you to the facilities at the airport."

"That's our main warehouse at the airfield," Sergeant Dawson pointed to a low brick building, its exterior stained by the tropical humidity. "It stores ammunition, food, and some mechanical parts. We were ordered to hold out, but after Major Wentworth took control of the airfield, he wanted to surrender directly to the Fuso army. He said that as long as we handed over the supplies in the warehouse and the aircraft at the airfield to the Fuso army, they would leave us alone."

Zhang Chi curled his lips after hearing this and thought to himself: "Major Wentworth is just an arrogant and ignorant John noble officer. Even if you pack up the entire airport and give it to the Japanese, they will still give you John guys a taste of the X-Dan Death March. After all, in the eyes of the Japanese, these John guys are just animals."

Sergeant Dawson pointed to a wooden building and said, "This is our mess hall. We have plenty of flour. If you want bread, you can send someone to the mess hall every morning to get it. We also have fried eggs."

When Zhang Chi heard that these John people had bread and eggs to eat, he was furious. It was originally agreed that the expeditionary force entered the Kingdom of Pegu to assist the John people in defending their colony, and the John people should have provided logistics. As a result, the John people changed their minds again and again, causing the expeditionary force to fight the Japanese in the rainforest while hungry and lacking medical care.

Some of the expeditionary forces did not even have the full meal promised to them until they entered the Kingdom of Sindhu, provided by the Eagle Sauce.

"Eat, we eat every day. Please send your bread, butter, and jam here tomorrow morning. Anyway, you will surrender to the devils later, so why not give these foods to us, the Qian country soldiers who still have to fight the devils?" As he said that, Zhang Chi took out two packs of Camel cigarettes and stuffed them into Sergeant Dawson's arms. Cigarettes are hard currency on the battlefield. With the support of the system, Zhang Chi relies on this trick to socialize and is always successful.

Sergeant Dawson pointed to a larger concrete building in the distance, where a handwritten sign in white paint read "Field Hospital."

Sergeant Dawson's expression grew slightly more serious. "This is our field hospital. Our doctors and nurses have been busy day and night treating the wounded sent from the battlefield, but now we've run out of medicine. We can only hope that God will bless our former commander, Sir Reginald Montagu Spencer, and all the soldiers."

"The former commander? What disease did he have?" Zhang Chi asked curiously. There were a lot of various mechanical equipment, prefabricated concrete materials, and engineering vehicles in this airport. There were also many planes parked in the open air on the two runways. It seemed that there were also good stuff in several tall hangars. If he could establish a good relationship with the real commander, couldn't he put all these things into the War Thunder garage space and take them away?

Zhang Chi planned to establish his own base in the Huaxia immigrant area in the mountains north of the Pegu Kingdom, and then continue to harass the Japanese southward around the base to strengthen himself. If he could obtain the goodies at the airport, Zhang Chi's speed in establishing his base would undoubtedly be greatly accelerated.

"It's malaria. Sir Spencer has malaria. In fact, there are almost a dozen malaria patients in the field hospital now, and we have run out of quinine." Sergeant Dawson said regretfully.

"Very good, your knight is saved. Take me to the field hospital quickly." Zhang Chi patted Sergeant Dawson's shoulder and said happily.

"Mallard vehicle No. 15, this is the nest. Send someone to take the first aid kit in your vehicle to the field hospital at the airport, quickly." Zhang Chi took the walkie-talkie microphone from Xiao Dongbei who was guarding him and directly contacted the No. 15 LVTA-1 amphibious tank parked on the river bank.

The LVTA-1 amphibious tank that Zhang Chi materialized was a one-to-one copy of a vehicle used by the 1st Marine Division of the US Army fighting in the Pacific. The first aid kit on board naturally contained the miraculous medicine of the rainforest - quinine.

"Xiao Dongbei, notify Qi Quan and his group of soldiers from the 64th Regiment to go to the amphibious tanks and take all our seriously injured soldiers to John's field hospital." Zhang Chi gave orders one after another.

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In the field hospital, Sir Spencer's condition improved rapidly after receiving quinine cream treatment.

Dr. John Anderson, who is in charge here, excitedly shook Zhang Chi's hand to express his gratitude.

"I still have a lot of quinine here. Let's make an exchange, Dr. Anderson. I will provide you with enough quinine to completely treat Sir Spencer and a dozen other John soldiers until the malaria parasites in their bodies are completely eliminated." Zhang Chi first showed his sincerity, and then made a request.

"You and your nurses will be responsible for operating on our seriously injured patients and continuing to care for them. You will also check on all our less seriously injured patients to ensure their injuries do not worsen."

"It's a fair deal. I think we have the young Major Qian Guo." Dr. John did not have the condescending and smelly arrogance that some white people of this era often had. He was indeed a real doctor.

Zhang Chi began to think about how to trick Dr. John onto his ship and let him go with him to the base to be built in the future. After all, at the moment, his small team really lacked medical resources.

"Major Zhang, please let me stay here and help." said an old soldier from the 64th Regiment who was carrying a seriously wounded soldier into the field hospital.

"Who are you?" Zhang Chi looked over in confusion.

"Sir, I'm Hao Xisan, a second lieutenant medical officer of the 64th Regiment. I've been learning medicine since I was a child. Please let me stay here and take care of these seriously injured children." The old man saluted and replied.

"What a bullshit medical officer! Commander Zhang, don't listen to his nonsense. He is just a veterinarian in our 64th Regiment, a Mongolian doctor who can only treat the donkeys that pull goods in the regiment." Several members of the 64th Regiment nearby immediately interrupted him.

"Okay, you stay here and help. You understand what John is saying, right? How's it going?"

"Sir, when I was young, I had a friend who worked in the Zongli Yamen. He learned a few words of foreign language, but he could understand but not speak, hehe." The dark-faced Hao Xisan smiled sheepishly. "Don't look at me like this now. I passed the imperial examination when I was young."