Chapter 17: A Group of Soulless People

Japanese Soldiers are also extremely strict about injury and illness treatment.

As for Sulfonamide, Japan obtained the technology from Germany, but Sulfonamide tests chemical engineering; even Japan's production cannot keep up with the troops' consumption.

Therefore, within Japan the use of Sulfonamide is extremely strict.

US Army infantry not only have each soldier carry Sulfonamide powder wrapped in kraft paper, which can be applied directly to wounds.

In addition, the army's Doctors also carry Sulfonamide tablets.

The point isn't these; even though he can treat the wounded, he doesn't dare go to other camps to see the injured, truly can't bear it, can't have compassion, the smell of rotting, foul wounds.

Jiang Anguo didn't reject them, but truly felt, deep in his heart, a sense of pity.

This is still better than dying on the battlefield.

Spent 100 points to purchase a Doctor.

It was really expensive, making Jiang Anguo's heart ache to death.

"Commander, Lei Ao reporting to you." Lei Ao was dressed in German Military Uniform; indeed, Lei Ao is German, and Jiang Anguo, after careful thought, also considered a German, so no explanation was needed, just say Lei Ao is his friend, here to help them fight the Japanese Devil.

Next to Lei Ao is a military‑green Medical Box, bearing a red Red Cross.

The ten Medical Packs the system gave, Jiang Anguo did not take out; he will take them out when Lei Ao needs them.

The gift pack the system gave him earlier still has nine Medical Packs left.

Lei Ao's height is a notch taller than Jiang Anguo's, already 1.87 m, and his body is strong; even the lost dragon is not as strong as Lei Ao. As a Doctor, he must handle patients, so naturally he is sturdier; otherwise he couldn't move patients.

"Welcome to join, Lei Ao." Lei Ao's Huaxia Language is more authentic than Jiang Anguo's; Jiang feels he still has an accent, while Lei Ao is very pure.

Jiang Anguo briefly discussed tomorrow's mission with Lei Ao; he didn't rush to bring Lei Ao into the small courtyard, but exchanged a military supply for 1 point, which contained a Tent for ten people and some simple camping equipment.

Such as nails, hammers, military shovels, etc.

"Lei Ao, stay here for one night; tomorrow morning I will gather the main force here," Jiang Anguo said.

"Yes, Commander." Lei Ao inherited the Germans' rigidity; his tone is also very rigid.

Jiang Anguo talked with Lei Ao; Lei Ao is indeed versatile, not only internal medicine but also surgery, especially skilled with gunshot wounds and artillery blast injuries.

As long as it's not immediate death, it can be treated; of course preventing post‑operative bacterial infection is also crucial, otherwise death may occur.

"Lei Ao, I have three to four hundred wounded here; tomorrow I need you to look after them," Jiang Anguo said.

Lei Ao replied, "Understood, Commander, duty calls."

Jiang Anguo nodded; he realized his thinking was too simple, with less than four hundred points left, basically nothing to do, and the system now isn't giving anything.

Even weapon equipment can't be fully stocked; it's unreasonable to take these people to Myanmar to seize the Japanese, at least to issue a Hanyang rifle.

As for the British's weapons, they surely exist, but at minimum one must go to Mandalay; it's already late February, March is coming, meaning in two months they'll collapse, and by the time he leads people there, the Myanmar Campaign will be nearly over.

This made Jiang Anguo a bit bewildered.

Take one step at a time; if it really doesn't work, contact family; without weapons, even if you have them it's useless.

The sky was dimly lit.

Jiang Anguo called Xiao Si awake, "Xiao Si, get up quickly."

"Young Master, the sky isn't bright yet," Xiao Si said groggily.

"From now on you're also a warrior; when I tell you to get up, you get up."

He didn't sleep well last night, because he was bitten by fleas several times; he never expected the fleas to be so fierce, especially that they were inside the straw.

"Yes."

Beep beep.

Jiang Anguo had Xiao Si take a whistle and blow in the courtyard; unexpectedly, when he stepped outside, he found the veterinarian already awake, heating the leftover porridge from last night for everyone; the night was cold, so it wouldn't spoil.

The veterinarian nodded at Jiang Anguo, and Jiang Anguo responded.

"Xiao Si, keep whistling all the way," Jiang Anguo shouted loudly.

The people in the courtyard were startled, but none intended to get up.

"Japanese have entered the village, Japanese are killing their way in," Jiang Anguo said loudly, holding a large Horn.

"Damn."

"Ah."

"What sound."

Finally someone reacted, and the house instantly fell into chaos.

Jiang Anguo didn't care, continued to shout loudly with the Horn.

Actually not only the veterinarian got up early, many soldiers were woken by hunger, preparing to go out for food.

"All people gather at the open area to the south," Jiang Anguo said to anyone he met.

Everyone followed the crowd and went south to gather.

The horn from the System Exchange also has a Recording Function; Jiang Anguo had Xiao Si take the horn to shout into each house, continuously blowing with a spoon.

Intermittently, these people began moving south to gather; at first they thought it was real Japanese, but when they went out they realized it was fake.

If they hadn't seen Xiao Si following the Commander yesterday, everyone would have rushed to beat up Xiao Si.

Jiang Anguo looked down at the time; more than half an hour had passed.

"With you like this, still wanting to join the th Division, isn't that absurd? Look how long it's been, still not fully gathered."

"Commander, aren't you just making a fuss?" someone began to complain.

Jiang Anguo shouted, "What, yesterday's pork stew with vermicelli was eaten for free, if the Japanese actually came to kill, you'd be dead."

"Yes, many of you were already dead, just lucky to have one life left."

"Yesterday, I entered Chanda, and understood the feeling you gave me."

Jiang Anguo's voice rose higher, his piercing force grew stronger, "You have no souls, you are a group of people who have lost their souls."

"If you want to leave, want to go back to sleep, you can leave now, but from now on, those who leave are not welcomed by the th Division."

In the crowd, Jiang Anguo saw the Lost Dragon, and to his surprise the Lost Dragon also emerged; Meng Fanle ran out without even putting on his pants.

The others were much like Meng Fanle; in fact, among this group few had decent clothing, most wore tattered rags, and having even a little covering was considered good.

"Those who have left, remember: when it's time to eat later, under no circumstances push in; my food is not for you to eat."

Those who were about to leave stopped in their tracks at once.