Chapter 16: Sleep Early! A Surprise Awaits Tomorrow!

Deng Bao is not old, but he is the only person in this courtyard who has a gun.

"You all should learn from Deng Bao: keep a gun on you, and look at you, with hands and feet, this vast land outside, plant some potatoes and sweet potatoes, even if it could starve you, it's still better than lying down!"

The rear just doesn't know how to produce; otherwise they wouldn't be lying flat one by one.

This Yunnan Province's uniquely blessed geography lets you plant potatoes and eat three meals of potatoes a day.

The sky gradually darkened.

Jiang Anguo and everyone chatted and bragged by the firelight, noticing things getting increasingly off.

"My little sister is still here, everyone speak carefully, Meng Fanle, send Xiao Zui back first." Jiang Anguo, seeing the crowd about to turn red, immediately interrupted.

"Yes."

Meng Fanle scratched his head and laughed, "Hehe."

Xiao Zui felt embarrassed.

Everyone started to make a ruckus together.

The day's bustle ended.

As everyone prepared to go inside to sleep, Jiang Anguo gave his final words, "There's a surprise waiting for you tomorrow, rest well tonight."

"What surprise does the officer have?" Zhang Quan, a Nanning native, who fought in the Battle of Xuzhou, Machine Gunner, Corporal.

He has a scar on his left eye, so everyone calls him Scar.

After chatting for a while, seeing the officer had no aura, they opened up.

"Want to know!" Jiang Anguo deliberately teased everyone's appetite.

"Go dream about it."

Everyone dispersed with a clamor.

Jiang Anguo returned to his quarters; he had already, while Xiao Si wasn't looking, taken out the blankets he bought from the system—two blankets per person, one placed on the bottom, the other as a cover.

"Young Master, this blanket is really comfortable inside, really comfortable." Xiao Si hid inside the blanket; the night in Chanda is very cold, the day‑night temperature difference is huge, and it's in the mountains, all high mountains.

1 point exchanged for fifty jin of cotton, and the system kindly made it into blankets: ten blankets weighing three jin each, and four sheets weighing five jin each.

The rest were stored in the space.

"Xiao Si, remember in front of these wounded soldiers outside, you must address me as Battalion Commander." Jiang Anguo said.

"Okay, Young Master."

"Young Master, I'm going to sleep first." Xiao Si said.

"Sleep then."

Xiao Si fell asleep quickly; Jiang Anguo already heard the snoring, very faint.

Staring at the stars outside the window, Jiang Anguo couldn't sleep, not sleepy at all; in his past life he was a night owl, and now before eight o'clock he has to sleep, truly can't fall asleep.

He gently got up from the bed, opened the door, intending to go outside and see this rare tranquility.

"I'm back." He happened to meet Meng Fanle, who was sending Xiao Zui back, looks like the two have made progress.

Meng Fanle noticed a person in the dark, using moonlight, saw it was Jiang Anguo.

"Officer, you haven't gone to sleep yet!"

Jiang Anguo slowly walked over, draped in a coat, it was a bit cold at night, "Can't sleep, taking a walk, you go back to sleep, I'll think of a way to heal your leg."

Before leaving, Jiang Anguo patted Meng Fanle's shoulder.

For some reason, this officer he had known for only a day, Meng Fanle felt he wasn't the type to talk nonsense.

Chanda isn't large; a few steps and you're there.

Actually Chanda has civilians living there, but the wounded soldiers are like bandits; many have fled with their valuables to relatives.

A small portion stayed behind.

Jiang Anguo kept walking and had already left the town.

Outside there was an open field, just what Jiang Anguo needed, but what troubled him was how to deal with the wounded soldiers of Chanda; he does have medicine, 1 point can exchange for five Rescue Packs.

It's useless; you can have a vet treat surface wounds, but dealing with bullets, especially when some soldiers still have bullets inside their bodies, leaves the vet with no way.

He has to find someone to treat them, otherwise these injuries will kill many.

While cooking porridge at night, Jiang Anguo asked the vet how many wounded soldiers there were in all of Chanda; the vet couldn't calculate, only said roughly three to four hundred.

What Jiang Anguo lacks now is manpower; these are veterans who have actually seen battle, even if he picks half of them, Jiang Anguo would increase a regiment's strength.

"System, is there any way to treat these wounded soldiers?" He really had no solution; his hair was about to turn white, Jiang Anguo couldn't think of a method.

According to the vet, even in Tengchong there are many doctors who went with the troops to Myanmar; everyone thought it was strong against weak, we had the manpower advantage.

Who knew the British were unreliable, and the Little Japan on the other side wasn't just one or two divisions, but four divisions attacking Myanmar.

"Host, you can use the system to recruit soldiers." The system's mechanical voice said.

"What, you can recruit soldiers too?" Jiang Anguo asked loudly.

Fortunately no one was around, he said it outright rather than just muttering.

"Yes, Host, I have opened the interface for you; you can purchase yourself, please earn points quickly, otherwise it's hard to survive in wartime!" The system finally said mischievously.

After saying that, the system went offline.

Militia 5 points, Basic Infantry 10 points (a bit stronger than Militia), Elite Infantry 50 points, Special Forces 100 points.

And Tank Soldier is 20 points, Navy also 20 points.

Artillery is slightly cheaper, only 15 points.

Pilot price isn't cheap either, 100 points each.

Note: Once you select the nationality of the Host and the troop type, it cannot be changed, and you will carry one standard‑issue rifle of that nation and a hundred rounds of ammunition.

"System, are you a WarSystem or a human‑trafficking system? I love you so much." Jiang Anguo muttered to himself.

In the end it seems to be a benefit from the system; it looks pretty good—if you summon German soldiers, they'll come with a K98k Rifle.

But looking at his own upper‑right corner, with fewer than five hundred points, if he exchanged them for Basic Infantry he could only get a little over forty soldiers, which would not change the battle at all; it would just waste points, because he needs to keep points to buy weapons and gear, otherwise those eight hundred‑plus men would go into battle against the enemy empty‑handed, no different from a death march.

When he scrolled down, he finally found what he wanted.

Doctor: exchange 100 points, comes with a set of Surgical Equipment, and includes ten Medical Packs.

Is the Doctor expensive?

Quite expensive.

Is it worth it?

Very worth it, extremely worth it.

The medical rescue level on the Huaxia Battlefield is the worst; many soldiers don't die on the battlefield but die in the infirmary because no one ever comes to save them.

Many soldiers, lacking even simple treatment—yes, simple treatment, even lacking antiseptic medication—suffer infected wounds, their conditions worsen, and they die.

Jiang Anguo also witnessed that feeling of being better off dead inside this courtyard.

Fortunately, the few who contracted malaria have already been given quinine by the Veterinarian; they only need continued observation.