My Bright Sword Logistics Career

Chapter 42 Team up to squeeze...system wool!
After being reprimanded by Li Yunlong, Zhang Dabiao still refused to accept it.

That is Neiji Okamura, the devil's former No.11 army commander, who launched the Battle of Suizao and the Battle of Hunan and Jiangxi, and is about to be promoted to the general of the Devil. Come one for one.

If the old devil can be clearly killed, it is best to bring back the body. Not to mention the bad breath, it will definitely be a huge boost to the morale of the troops, and it will also be a huge blow to the devil.

But since it was the commander's order, and the commander was here, even if he was not convinced in his heart, he chose to carry it out honestly.

"Old Li, what do you mean..."

When retreating, Zhao Gang was actually a little unhappy in his heart, otherwise he would not have waited for the opportunity to fire that shot, but as an intellectual, he heard the meaning of Li Yunlong's words.

This is also the first time Zhao Gang called Lao Li.

"Hey hey..."

Li Yunlong touched the metal communicator that happened to be ringing at his waist, and smiled:
"It's coming soon!"

"What's coming?"

Zhao Gang narrowed his eyes:
"That Boss Mo?"

After Zhao Gang's voice fell, a soldier in charge of security ran over:
"Head, there is a man outside, saying that he is your business partner and wants to see you, but he is not armed."

"Let's go and meet our big money maker and big boss."

Li Yunlong greeted Zhao Gang, Zhang Dabiao, and Monk Wei to meet Mo Fan together.

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"Brother Mo!"

With a distance of tens of meters, Li Yunlong smiled and greeted Mo Fan:
"Brother, I miss you to death."

According to the conditions agreed by the two, as long as the independent regiment kills any devil general in the army, after the troops leave the battlefield, Li Yunlong can press the communicator to call, and Mo Fan will send someone to pick up the seriously injured for treatment.

"Brother Yunlong."

Mo Fan is not used to the enthusiasm of others, but this is Li Yunlong, the object of admiration when he was a child, and he speaks nicely. After more than half a month of contact, he has gotten used to it.

"This is the political commissar of our independent regiment, Zhao Gang."

Li Yunlong pointed at Zhao Gang and said.

"Hello, Commissar Zhao."

Mo Fan took the initiative to say hello, this was also one of the targets he admired when he was a child.

"Boss Mo, hello." Zhao Gang responded politely.

"That, Brother Mo, this time..."

Li Yunlong rubbed his hands habitually.

This action made Zhang Dabiao, who had been following behind him, blink his eyes—since he came to the independent group, the head of the group had this weird habit of rubbing his hands, especially when he saw something good.

"Congratulations, brother Yunlong."

Mo Fan's tone was excited, he had already obtained detailed results from the system:
"In this ambush, your regiment not only completely destroyed the devil's army column, destroyed two Type 220 armored vehicles, killed [-] old devils on the army column, and killed Major General Miyano Michiichi, chief of staff of the North China Front Army. "

"It's really a great result."

"Isn't Gangcun dead?!" Li Yunlong asked.

"Not dead, just slightly injured." Mo Fan replied.

"Pity."

Li Yunlong let out a long sigh:

"It's just that close."

"It's almost!"

Although he didn't hesitate when retreating, and he understood that there was no need to kill with casualties, but Li Yunlong still felt great distress at this time.

That's Okamura Ningji!
The former commander of the Devil's No. 11 army, and the real lieutenant general of the Devil, according to the information given by Brother Mo, this person is about to be promoted to a general.

If you can get rid of this person, let's not talk about the price given by Brother Mo,

When the time comes, the higher-ups will accuse him of acting privately. I'm afraid that the boss will have to award him personally, issue a commendation order, and even the brigade commander will have to buy him a drink and pass him cigarettes.

Zhao Gang also sighed deeply.

"Brother Yunlong, there is no need to be sorry."

Mo Fan persuaded:
"It won't work this time, but next time. For business, it depends on the long-term. There are many opportunities in the future."

As he said that, he looked at Zhao Gang, gave a thumbs up, and showed a smirk:

"Zhao Political Commissar's shot was powerful. Although Gangcun Ningci's injuries were not serious, the blow to the old devil's body and mind was fatal."

"Ok?"

Both Zhao Gang and Li Yunlong were taken aback.

"A fatal physical and mental blow, how do you say it?"

Li Yunlong asked curiously.

"From now on, Gangcun Ningci can be called Gangcun Gonggong." Mo Fan winked his eyes.

"Eunuch Gang Village..."

Li Yunlong immediately understood, he turned to Zhao Gang, laughed and said:

"Haha, Old Zhao, your shot was intentional."

Zhao Gang didn't know what to say for a moment, he had mixed emotions in his heart, and he didn't know what expression to show.

He felt a pity that Gangcun Ningci was not killed by one shot, but this shot eunuched Gangcun, which made him want to laugh.

Although strictly speaking it is not a serious injury, it is not necessary at Gangcun's age, at most it will cause some discomfort when going to the toilet, but this kind of injury is a great shame to men, and it will cause a huge pain point in the heart.

In particular, Gangcun, as a male general with real power, will have a greater influence.

Not only the enemy's own troops, the Jinsui Army, etc. will spread the word widely, but even the factions within the devils who are not in the right direction with Gangcun will use this to attack Gangcun Ningci fiercely, stimulating him, and making Gangcun Crazed and furious, he suppressed Gangcun and gained power.

Perhaps, as time goes by, Gangcun's life will be worse than death, and his personality will change drastically in the end.

"Hahaha··"

In the end, when Li Yunlong, Monk Wei, and Zhang Dabiao were all laughing, Zhao Gang couldn't help it anymore and laughed out loud.

The Anti-Japanese War has been fought for almost three years. Although the troops have achieved good results, in general, they suffer more. The gap in strength with the devils lies here. Every time the devils raid, although they can repel the devils or force the devils to withdraw their troops, But the price paid was also extremely heavy. The casualties of the troops and the casualties of the common people have always been on everyone's mind, and there is aggrieved accumulation in their hearts.

At this moment, the few people finally felt that the grievance in their hearts had dissipated a lot, so they all laughed very happily
"Brother Mo, the price of Miyano Doichi..."

Several people laughed heartily for a few minutes before Li Yunlong brought the topic back on track.

"Kill Miyano Michiichi, [-] beds, [-] training places for medical soldiers, [-] tons of medicines."

Before Mo Fan finished speaking, Li Yunlong rubbed his hands, licked his lips, and exclaimed:
"This old devil is really valuable."

Naotomi Hattori, who is also a major general, only has [-] beds and [-] medical soldiers. When he arrived at Miyano Michiichi, the increase was nearly doubled, and there were [-] tons more medicines. The gap was not ordinary.

Zhao Gang watched from the sidelines with doubts and thoughts in his eyes.

"And Neiji Okamura."

Mo Fan continued:

"Although it is only a minor injury in essence, considering the serious blow to his spirit, I can help your regiment train one hundred high-tech troops for a period of one year."

"High-tech arms?"

Li Yunlong asked suspiciously.

"Pilots, tank crews, support staff."

Mo Fan explained:
"After the one-year training, these fighters will master the basic knowledge of flight theory, and can also directly drive a variety of aircraft and tanks to fight on the battlefield. The logistics personnel can also skillfully maintain the aircraft and tanks."

"One year?"

Zhao Gang couldn't help but interjected.

"Yes, that's one year."

Mo Fan spoke confidently.

Although theoretically speaking, this is impossible, not to mention the fighters of the independent regiment, even the undergraduates who have graduated from the future, it is difficult to master the flight combat skills so quickly, let alone all types of aircraft, including fighter jets, transport planes, bombers, Even if they are aircraft from World War II.Among other things, flying with just one instrument will fail in a few months.

But, this is the system.

This thing, the theory can't control him. People say one year, that's one year, there will be no problem, one day is actually fine, and the estimated time of one year is to take into account the feelings of the troops.He could also understand that if he didn't speed up directly like this, it would be too late.There are not so many talents in the army.

"Are there any conditions?"

Li Yunlong didn't have much doubts.

He has already seen the energy of this brother Mo.

"It is enough to know Braille, preferably more than 22 characters, and it is best to be between the ages of [-] and [-]. It is a closed training, and no external contact is possible during this period."

Mo Fan added.

"This is impossible!"

Zhao Gang called it impossible.

"It seems that Political Commissar Zhao doesn't quite understand my strength."

Mo Fan took the opportunity to install a system force.

"How many wounded did Brother Yunlong have this time?"

Mo Fan turned to Li Yunlong.

"Twenty-six people were seriously injured and bandaged temporarily, and there are fifty more lightly wounded."

Considering that there is this mysterious brother Mo, who has shown amazing medical ability in Cangyunling, so Li Yunlong brought back many wounded who seemed to have almost no chance of surviving this time.

"That's right, you can leave it all to me for treatment."

Mo Fan raised his head.

Although the system is not his at present, it only issues tasks to Li Yunlong, and the rewards are only given after killing the devils. At present, there are relatively few types, and only light weapons and equipment are provided.

But after this period of research, as a game master, he has already figured out how to rationally squeeze the wool of the system through the wounded in the new group.

"There is no need for the slightly wounded to go to my brother's side for treatment."

Li Yunlong waved his hand.

In his opinion, Brother Mo's medical treatment is extremely high, and it would be a waste to go to the slightly wounded.

"Brother Yunlong doesn't understand now!"

Mo Fan taught in a tone of voice:

"Slightly wounded are also wounded. The better the treatment, the faster the recovery will be. Even the lightly wounded will be healed faster. I have a medical team for each bed. Anyway, the bed is idle."

As long as the wounded who have been treated in the system field hospital return to the team, the system will be equipped with a complete set of military equipment according to the type of arms - a full set of high-quality military uniforms, marching quilts, hard-soled military shoes, aluminum individual water bottles, lunch boxes, anti-virus Masks, three days of dry food, and an individual first aid kit.

It's a pity that only the seriously wounded or those with severe limb injuries will provide weapons. It seems that only soldiers who are forced to throw away their weapons due to injuries on the battlefield will provide weapons and equipment.

Li Yunlong didn't speak, he blinked his eyes, and remembered the 55 wounded who returned from brother Mo's side not long ago, and then he understood.

"Haha, then I'm welcome."

Li Yunlong patted Mo Fan on the shoulder and smiled happily.

Vaguely, Mo Fan felt that the relationship between him and Li Yunlong seemed to have taken a step further.

"Let's hand over the wounded here. I'll send someone to take them back to the hospital."

Mo Fan suggested.

"it is good."

Li Yunlong nodded.

Then Mo Fan beckoned back, and a large group of system attendants with stretchers came out, scaring the monk, Zhao Gang, and Zhang Dabiao, who really didn't notice that there were so many people behind them.

"Zhang Dabiao, go and transfer the wounded."

Li Yunlong called Zhang Dabiao to work.

After 10 minutes, all the wounded were transferred away.

"Brother Yunlong, your regiment urgently needs to improve the level of first aid on the battlefield."

Mo Fan couldn't help but said.

Limbs, abdomen, head, neck and face, due to the different parts of the bullet and the degree of injury, battlefield first aid is a high-tech job. If the treatment is not reasonable, the injury will often be aggravated.

A qualified medical soldier has a solid foundation in first aid to quickly judge the injury and make timely, reasonable and effective emergency rescue to maximize the survival rate of the wounded and reduce sequelae.

The system doctor reported that among the 26 seriously wounded in the independent regiment this time, the first aid was generally unreasonable, and half of them aggravated their injuries as a result, as did the slightly wounded.

"That's true."

Li Yunlong is naturally very aware of the fact that his family does not have troops.

The poor can't afford to eat, and there is no way to train medical soldiers, and there is no medical supplies. This time he was able to save 26 wounded, because of the first aid kits brought back by the 55 new wounded who returned to the team.

"Medical soldiers are trained in hospitals in the southeast of Shanxi. It is best to have a little background, so that they can quickly enter the army."

Mo Fan reminded.

"Okay, I'll get ready when I go back."

Li Yunlong nodded.

Afterwards, Mo Fan left with the wounded, and Li Yunlong, Zhao Gang and others continued to drive towards Yangcun with the special warfare company.

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at the same time.

Kong Jie and the first battalion were on their way to Yangcun with a battalion of horse equipment.

(End of this chapter)