Anti-Japanese War: My strategist joins the game and awakens the small map!

The back mountain of Pingtuo Mountain.

Many holes have been dug here, and many tents have been set up around them. The tents are covered with fallen leaves and some shelters.

Under a tent, Xiao Xuewen was performing surgery on a soldier seriously. The unconscious soldier looked at him in silence.

The bullet penetrated the bone and tore the flesh.

Xiao Xuewen's hand holding the tweezers was very steady. The soldier was lying on the operating table, as if he had lost all reaction, even when removing the bullet from the bone.

But with the slight movement of his eyebrows, Xiao Xuewen felt a little relieved.

"Song Liangyu, bandage it. Be careful. Carry it to the back to rest. Tell them to take good care of it."

Bullets piercing the bones are just normal. You can imagine how brutal the battle was.

Flesh and blood only determine the lower limit, but willpower determines the upper limit of the body.

This is the new medical theory that Xiao Xuewen learned in the Tiger Brigade, and it is now being verified step by step.

Whether it is long-distance raids, breaking through the limits of the body, or extracting bullets from flesh and blood, Xiao Xuewen's medical experience is constantly being refreshed.

Operations were performed one after another. Fortunately, he was not the only one performing the operations. After a long period of training, the doctors from Pudong had acquired independent abilities, and some of them with good talents grew rapidly.

It is necessary to grow rapidly. After all, the faster you grow, the more things you can share.

The operations never stopped. As the wounded were brought in one by one, the medical teams that had already cooperated skillfully provided treatment in the temporary field hospital.

As time passed, Xiao Xuewen finally let go of his numb hands. He watched the last operation being performed in an orderly manner by his colleagues, and couldn't help but let out a breath.

"Doctor Xiao, there is a letter for you among the batch of medicines sent from Pudong. I'll bring it to you." Song Liangyu walked in from outside, handed a letter to Xiao Xuewen, and then quickly got busy.

"My letter?" Xiao Xuewen took the letter with a puzzled look on his face.

But when the envelope was opened, the handwriting on it was very beautiful.

"Brother, seeing your letter is like seeing you in person. It has been four seasons since we last met in Pudong. The words you said to me when we parted are still ringing in my ears.

I was invited at that time, but I was bound by worldly constraints and regretfully could not go with my senior brother...

Now, when the nation is in danger, although we are powerless, we can gather sand and fill the sea, and use our remaining strength to become sand and gravel.

I hope you return safely and that we can come to Zuiyue Tower again to have a drink and chat happily!!

Brother, respectfully presented."

Although he had never seen the handwriting before, Xiao Xuewen knew at a glance that it was Wen Ren's handwriting. After reading it once, he read it again carefully before putting the letter away. His bloodshot eyes unconsciously looked towards the south.

Xiao Xuewen's tired face suddenly showed a sense of relief. The person who had advised him had taken the same path, which was even more dangerous.

"Mountains and seas can be leveled." Xiao Xuewen murmured, turned and walked into the ward where the soldiers were recuperating to see if there was anything he needed.

As soon as he stepped into the ward, the movement inside attracted his attention. A girl about sixteen years old, with a long rifle with a scope wrapped in cloth on her shoulder, was carefully helping a soldier change the gauze. Her movements were obviously not very skilled.

Logically speaking, Xiao Xuewen would have scolded the unprofessional people when he saw this scene, but just looking at the busy figures made him stare in a trance.

"I'll do it, I'll do it, I know how to tie this knot." The soldier lying on the stretcher helped.

"I...I should be able to..." Li Youxin spoke weakly, full of lack of confidence.

"Of course I know you can. My hand is not injured and I can take care of myself." The soldier scratched his head and said with a smile.

While cleaning the battlefield, he was stabbed in the calf by a Japanese soldier who was pretending to be dead. It was already embarrassing that he couldn't beat the Japanese soldier, but now he needed a sharpshooter to tie a bandage for him.

Just two words: shameful.

"Changing the bandage is really too difficult." Li Youxin sighed softly and muttered.

On the battlefield, all she had to do was aim and pull the trigger, just two simple steps.

But now, she felt that her little brain was not enough to think about the strength of the wrapping, how to stop the bleeding and other tedious matters. She could only be thankful that she was not responsible for the seriously injured.

Tim Schultz looked at the scene in front of him with a puzzled expression at the makeshift hospital.

"Xu, do your medics let the wounded apply medicine themselves? This medic is very unprofessional."

Tim Schultz said it without reservation. After all, a medic took some medicines but didn't seem to know how to use them. Instead, the wounded had to deal with the disease themselves with simple treatment.

Although I know that the medical care of the Tiger Guard Brigade is very poor, this is a bit too poor.

He was also carrying a sniper rifle on his back, which made him even more confused.

Xu Zilai next to him glanced in the direction of the situation but didn't respond. However, after hearing what Tim Schultz said, some of the wounded soldiers' eyes became sharp and they stared at Tim Schultz, making him feel uncomfortable.

"You foreign devil, what do you know..."

"..."

For a moment, many wounded soldiers looked at Tim Schultz fiercely, which made Lucas stand in front of Tim Schultz, because he still felt some anger, as if it might rush over at any time.

"The medic is just helping. She is a sharpshooter and can hit the target with her Type 38 rifle at a range of 600 meters. Now that she has changed her gun, she can probably shoot even farther." Xu Zilai explained. Although he did not understand the order to lead these people, a soldier's duty is to obey.

Tim Schultz looked a little bit unbelieving when he heard this. After all, he knew the effective parameters of the Type 38 rifle very well. He was even very clear about the parameters of the gun on the little girl's back.

The Type 97 sniper rifle is equipped with a 2.5 optical sight. The scope is located on the left side of the body to avoid blocking the loading process. The effective range is 600 meters.

The recoil is small and the accuracy is not high. The 6.5mm ammunition has weak lethality and insufficient speed at long distances.

Tim Schultz recognized the configuration of the gun at a glance, but he was still full of doubts about Xu Zilai's words. The sniper distance of 600 meters was not enough to make people's eyes shine, but if a Type 38 rifle could hit the target every time at 600 meters, that would be terrifying.

If the distance is more than 300 meters, it means that the sniper has to rely on experience to predict the enemy's movement route and make an attack in advance. If the distance is further, the wind direction and the arc of the bullet will be taken into consideration.

Lucas, who was standing aside, didn't understand much, but he could still understand some simple words.

"What six hundred meters?"

After all, he had been practicing during this period in order to become Zhang Tianfu's apprentice, but he still couldn't understand a lot of what was said. Not only was the spoken language different, but many words also had many meanings. The language here could even lead to different understandings due to different tones.

After studying for so long, his most profound impression is that the language here is too difficult to learn.

"The Type 38 rifle is a perfect shot at 600 meters." Tim Schultz explained.

As soon as these words came out, Lucas' eyes widened immediately. He was of course aware of the performance of the Type 38 rifle, and on the battlefield, hitting the target every time within 600 meters meant that moving targets were also counted.

"If it's true...this might be a terrifying sniper." Lux swallowed and looked at the thin figure with awe in his eyes.

Because looking at the other soldiers, you can tell that this must be true.

"I want to become your disciple..." Lucas looked at Xu Zilai with some longing in his eyes and said something awkwardly.

But what he said was met with a roll of his eyes from Xu Zilai.

After all, the tall and strong foreigner not only wanted to be the Taoist master's apprentice, but also had been clamoring to be the company commander's apprentice since he was beaten by the company commander.

Now he was no longer so cold and simply ignored Lucas.