Lei Zhenyun felt a buzzing sound in his head. If there wasn't a tree beside him, he would have sat directly on the ground and the troupe died? Even the troupe died, then who else could be left in the 288th Regiment?

But before Lei Zhenyun could be sad, he saw a black shadow coming over quickly and said, "What is in your bag? Show me and show me."

Lei Zhenyun was in an extremely bad mood. He immediately became angry when he saw the people who came here so recklessly. He didn't plan to eat anything alone. Since he showed up, it would be fine if all the things in his backpack were left for them, but you can't grab them.

The man came to him and wanted to pick Lei Zhenyun's backpack. Lei Zhenyun wanted to reach out and push him away, but when the man got close, he saw his face clearly in a fire. Lei Zhenyun immediately retracted his hand and hurriedly stood attentively and saluted, "Hello, old man."

The person who came here was an old man in his 50s, with a black and thin beard, and a pair of high-eye glasses that looked like a bottle. He said to Lei Zhenyun impatiently: "Put down your hand and give me the bag."

Lei Zhenyun didn't dare to be slow, so he immediately took off his backpack and put it in front of the old man. The old man no longer paid attention to Lei Zhenyun. He opened the backpack and searched for it, and then said in surprise: "Momorphine? Where did you get so much morphine?"

Lei Zhenyun smiled and said, "I snatched from the Japanese, old man, why didn't you follow the big army?"

The old man said with a cold face: "What should they do if I leave?"

This old man is the highest-level military doctor in the 96th Division. He is said to be the highest-level, but he is only a corporal. He was the director of the surgery at Nanjing Hospital and one of the most famous surgeons in China. He escaped his life under the protection of Mr. Rabe in Germany, but he witnessed the tragic Nanjing Massacre with his own eyes.

When he finally escaped from this hell on earth, he went directly to Chongqing to apply for joining the army. How could the Chongqing government let him, a world-renowned doctor, go to the army? So after politely refusing, he arranged for him to work in the Chongqing government's health system, but how could this stubborn old man want this stability? He actually ran from Chongqing that night.

Later, on the front line where he was fighting bloody battles with the enemy, there was a thin and dry old man. This old man joined the army with the military and civilians. At the beginning, he was a porter, but he was old and had great myopia, so the kind-hearted manager in the army arranged him to the kitchen.

Gold shines everywhere. Old Man Huang’s cooking skills are not good, but he likes to drill into the wound shed whenever he has time. It was during the war, and there were so many wounded people that could not count them. So the military doctor was very welcome to see the old man coming to help, but when he saw the old man’s method of treating injuries, he immediately knelt down to the old man.

After that, there was such a legendary figure in the 96th Division. The old man's medical skills were so good that he was scary, but his temper was so scary that he was disliked. He would dare to scold him no matter how big the official was. Even the commander Yu Shao did not dare to straighten his back in front of him and speak.

The old man changed from a chef to a military doctor, and his identity could no longer be the same as before. Therefore, according to the convention, he was going to be an officer. Such a person must have a great origin, but the three distorted words were recorded on the list of him. Huang Laowu, he didn't even have his hometown or age. How could he find out? When he asked the old man, he was scolded even more fiercely, and no one dared to ask again after a long time.

Later, the division commander Yu Shao went with a smile on his face. This time the old man did not curse, but the flattered commander Yu just mentioned the matter of letting him be an officer, the old man replied coldly: "I can't afford to lose that person. China has fallen to this point because Chinese officers are all animals."

Commander Yu was so arrogant that he couldn't even say a word, so he had to return to the division headquarters in a depressed manner, and had to give up the matter of letting the old man be an officer.

In this way, Mr. Huang, who had been around for a while, became more and more famous. All the soldiers respected his medical skills and integrity. In addition, at his age, everyone began to call him cold-faced father behind his back.

Now the cold-faced father is squatting on the ground and picking up Lei Zhenyun's backpack, but he has changed from a happy face to a frown. After all, he squatted on the ground and rolled his eyelids and said, "Boy, what about other things? You don't have the same bag."

Lei Zhenyun secretly complained in his heart. His backpack mainly contains morphine and other drugs, and there are several packs of sulfonamide that they need most at present. Because everyone wants to take as much as possible, Lin Xiu and Veronica packaged the items in different categories. There are some complete sets, such as first aid kits, which are picked up and picked up, and throw away all the extra scissors and other things inside.

Now my father found that Lei Zhenyun had no scissors in his first aid kits, and then he determined that he still had his private goods hidden.

Lei Zhenyun didn't want to admit it, but knew that this was unreasonable, so he chuckled and said to his father: "There are several people here who have taken over important tasks in the group. They are with them for the rest. Mr., we still have the tasks to complete."

The father snorted coldly and said, "Give it a look. I won't leave any more of the ones you should take away."

Lei Zhenyun's scalp was a little numb again. If he had finished checking, the few of them would have at most a backpack supply left. He was not reluctant to let go, but felt that there was no need for the people in front of him to save them anymore. It would be better to keep everything for the living people behind him.

So Lei Zhenyun smiled bitterly and whispered: "Old man, I'll bring you another pack of things, but at most it's this pack. You should be able to see that these brothers are afraid that you can't save them even if you want to."

My father was not angry, but looked back and sighed, "You guy said it right. Good steel is used on the blade, but I really can't bear it. I can't bear to ignore them. As long as there is medicine, I can at least save more than a dozen." After that, he wiped his tears.

Lei Zhenyun and all the soldiers of the 96th Division respected their father very much. Now when they saw him crying, Lei Zhenyun felt even more uncomfortable, but they had to make up their minds about what was happening in front of them, so he said to his father: "Old man, I will leave you another pack of military supplies, but the few people here still have tasks. When this task is completed, I will definitely come back. Then, help the brothers get some military supplies for the Japanese."

After returning to the camp, Lei Zhenyun sat down on the ground in a depressed mood. Because of his departure, everyone didn't sleep. Only Veronica hugged the child and lay on the stretcher. Lin Xiu handed Lei Zhenyun a hot Japanese ration and said, "What's wrong with you? What have you seen?"

Lei Zhenyun smiled bitterly and said, "It's a few of our wounded soldiers. I left the pack of things I carried for them."
Chapter completed!