King of Secret Service

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Chen Hua stood up at the right time and said.

The doctor doesn't know what kind of unit the Military Intelligence Department is, but from what this...female officer said, it seems to be a particularly powerful department.

It's no wonder that he was a surgeon in a small clinic before he entered the Army Hospital, so he was not very clear about these... functional organizations of the Nationalist Government.

"Okay, I'll go to the dean right away."

The doctor nodded hurriedly, anyway...he is a small doctor, and he can't afford to offend these people.

"Let's go and see the wounded."

Liang Xiao walked into the courtyard of Ward No. [-].

There were wounded soldiers everywhere in the courtyard, some had their legs broken by shells, some lost their arms, and some lost their eyes in the war... They supported each other and walked in the courtyard with difficulty.

"Which room do the wounded soldiers of the special warfare brigade live in?"

Liang Xiao stopped a soldier with a broken leg and asked.

"Good sir, they live in the southeast room."

The soldier replied.

"Heal well."

Liang Xiao patted his shoulder and walked quickly.

This small act of his made the soldier with a broken leg very grateful. He is a soldier of the 98th Division. Since he was hospitalized, the 98th Division has ignored them... Don't ask, let them fend for themselves, but a passing general patted him on the shoulder, telling him to recuperate well, just a few words, made his heart warm.

A row of wards in the southeast direction.

From afar, I saw rows of soldiers in camouflage combat uniforms sitting at the door of the ward. They were bandaged, with crutches beside them, and looked downcast.

Liang Xiao is wearing the general uniform of the Central Army of the Nationalist Government today, not the camouflage general uniform unique to the special warfare brigade. out of him.

When he walked to the door of the ward, an officer wearing a captain's camouflage uniform recognized his identity, quickly stood up from the ground, and saluted: "Traveler."

Liang Xiao's memory is very good. The officer wearing the captain's camouflage uniform is named Zheng Sanbang. He is the deputy company commander of the second battalion and first company of the special operations regiment. His shoulder was pierced by a Japanese bullet, but he still refused to leave the battlefield, and rushed forward bravely with his wounds until after the battle, he lost too much blood and fell on the battlefield.

"Zheng Sanbang, how is your recovery?"

Liang Xiao saw that his left arm and shoulder were wrapped in bandages, red blood oozing out faintly.

"Report to the brigade, the humble job has recovered very well, and in a few days, you can continue to go to the battlefield and charge for the brigade."

Zheng Sanbang replied in a loud voice.

"You are not fighting for me, you are fighting for the country."

Liang Xiao has always been cautious in his words and deeds, he will not be confused in this kind of matter and give others a handle.

"Yes, charge for the country."

Zheng Sanbang raised his head and raised his chest.

Liang Xiao nodded in satisfaction. Zheng Sanbang is a solid and bloody soldier. His performance on the battlefield made even the brigade commander himself ashamed. If the national army can have more soldiers like him, why worry? The Japanese invaders are immortal.

"Brothers all get up, the brigade came to see us, everyone cheer up, even if the soldiers of our special warfare brigade die, they will die standing up, not to mention such a small injury."

Zheng Sanbang shouted.

Chapter 521 I'm dead, I have to carry it back

The wounded soldiers of the special warfare brigade hurriedly stood up. It turned out that the young man in the uniform of a major general in front of him was...their brigade, the Shanghai campaign, and the special warfare brigade showed military power under his command. Worship from the heart.

"The seat is good."

The wounded soldiers gave scattered salutes.

"You are injured, don't salute, lest the wound be involved, making it difficult to recover."

Liang Xiao carefully scanned the wounded soldiers in front of him, they were all doing well.

"Traveler, I'm going to call the other wounded and sick."

Zheng San sticks out.

"For those who are difficult to move, let them lie down properly; for those who can walk, let them all come out."

Liang Xiao said.

"Yes."

Zheng Sanbang turned around and went to call the wounded and sick in the room.

Not for a while.

The wounded and sick who can walk in the Special Operations Brigade gathered about 300 people.

Liang Xiaoxun said: "Brothers, in the battle of Shanghai, our special warfare brigade lost so many brothers. Liang is really heartbroken. He can fight for the country. Although death is an honor, even if his body is broken, he will not hesitate. Brothers On the battlefield, we played the prestige of our special warfare brigade, thank you Liang, but the war is still going on, the sound of guns resounds across the land of Songhu, every day the land is invaded by the Japanese invaders, and countless soldiers die on the battlefield every day, Compared with the soldiers of the national army who died in battle, we are at least still alive, as long as we have breath, we will fight the Japanese invaders to the end."

The wounded soldiers were emotionally excited, as if they had returned to the battlefield full of artillery fire, braving the enemy's hail of bullets, charging under the artillery fire... "Brigade, all our troops have withdrawn to Hangzhou, should we not we're gone"

asked a wounded soldier.

"It's nonsense. The troops have withdrawn to Hangzhou to deploy defenses. That's where the military order is. You must not disobey it. Besides, you are seriously injured, so it is not appropriate to toil around."

Liang Xiao said.

"Traveler, are you here today to take us back?"

The wounded soldier said.

"right."

Liang Xiao nodded affirmatively, and said loudly: "The Special Operations Brigade will never leave brothers alone...

Yes, I want to go back to Hangzhou, you have to follow me back, even if it is climbing, you have to climb back."

His words undoubtedly put the wounded soldiers at ease.

These days, batch after batch of wounded soldiers in the hospital are organized and mixed into various units. They are also worried that they and others will be mixed into other units.

"Zheng Sanbang."

"arrive."

"Organize the brothers, those who cannot move will be carried on a stretcher, and a lot of them will follow me back to Hangzhou."

"Yes."

The wounded soldiers cheered happily.

They were finally able to leave the Army Hospital and come back.

"General, there are too many wounded soldiers, let them walk back to Hangzhou, I'm afraid they won't be able to hold on without their injuries."

Chen Hua whispered.

"Didn't I tell you to prepare the truck?"

Liang Xiao said.

"From Shanghai to Hangzhou, the road is bumpy, which is extremely detrimental to their injuries."

Chen Huadao.

"what do you mean"

Liang Xiao asked with a frown.

Chen Hua said in a low voice: "I checked the conditions of the seriously injured just now. Some of them were dying, and some were dying. They were transported by truck, and the journey was bumpy..."

She didn't say the next words, I believe Liang Xiao also understood.

Of course Liang Xiao understands, but the special warfare brigade must never abandon his brother, this is the iron law, even if it is death, you have to go back, this is the soul of a soldier.

"Let the guards carry the seriously wounded on the way, and the lightly wounded take the truck."

Liang Xiao has made up his mind.

"Yes."

Chen Hua nodded slightly.

Right now.

A fat man in the uniform of a major general trotted over. He was about 40 years old, his face was full of fat, and he wobbled when he walked.

"Hello Director Liang, the humble Qiao Jingmin is reporting to you."

Qiao Jingmin saluted out of breath.

Although he and Liang Xiao are both major generals, Liang Xiao is a real major general. He is a major general who is somewhat sloppy. Moreover, the Military Intelligence Division is in charge of military military police, and the field hospital is also under the supervision of the Military Intelligence Division.

"Dean Joe."

Liang Xiao looked at Qiao Jingmin and frowned. In this age when everyone can't eat enough, he has a fat head and big ears, and his waist is as thick as a bucket. People really don't like him.

"Hearing Director Liang's call, I rushed over to report to you. If you have anything to do, just ask me, as long as I can do it, I will say nothing."

Qiao Jingmin smiled flatteringly.

Liang Xiao was already used to this flattering talk, so he didn't take it seriously, and asked directly: "How many special medicines for infection are there in the hospital?"

"The field hospital no longer has specific drugs such as sulfonamide. The military and political department promised to send us a batch of sulfonamide in the near future, but we don't know when it will be delivered."

Qiao Jingmin thought that Liang Xiao came to him to ask for special medicine, and he was very proud.

"As far as I know, the Ministry of Military and Political Affairs allocated [-] sulfonamides to the Shanghai Field Hospital. Could it be that this period of time has been used up?"

Liang Xiao asked with a frown.

"You also know that almost all wounded soldiers who were shot on the battlefield need sulfa. Some seriously wounded need two or three sulfa to survive. Twenty thousand sulfa is not enough. No, our field hospitals are all good. There is no sulfonamide for a few days, and if we still can't get special anti-infection drugs, these... soldiers who are fighting blood for the country will have to wait to die in the hospital bed, and the humble job is so urgent The fire is imminent, if Director Liang can find a way to get the special medicine, I will replace these wounded and sick, and thank you for your great kindness."

Qiao Jingmin said in tears.

"Have you heard of Yunnan Baiyao?"

Liang Xiao really couldn't bear to watch so many soldiers die in the hospital, they were all warriors who fought for the country, they shouldn't die like this.

"Not only have I heard about it, but we have also obtained a hundred bottles of Yunnan Baiyao. To be honest, Yunnan Baiyao has much better medicinal properties than sulfonamide, but in terms of price, one piece of Yunnan Baiyao is eight eight oceans more than one piece of sulfonamide. We can't afford it at such an expensive price."

Qiao Jingmin said.

"Didn't the Military and Political Department approve medical expenses for your hospital?"

Liang Xiao frowned, he looked at Qiao Jingmin with a cold look in his eyes.

"Approved, but that little money is really not enough."

Qiao Jingmin cried poorly.

"How much was approved..."

Liang Xiao asked the truth.

"One hundred thousand French currency."

Qiao Jingmin said.

A cold murderous intent flashed in Liang Xiao's eyes, and he shouted coldly: "The Ministry of Military and Political Affairs approved 50 French currency for the medical expenses of the Shanghai Field Hospital, but you actually said it was 40 French currency, and what about the remaining [-] French currency?"

Qiao Jingmin was frightened out of his wits.

How did Liang Xiao know the exact amount of the medical expenses? Of course, he didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly said, "It's due to the negligence of a lowly post. I made a mistake in a moment of impatience. The Ministry of Military and Political Affairs indeed granted 50 French currency to the field hospital." The medical expenses, but they are all paid in batches, the first time seems to be 15 French currency, and the second time is [-]..."

Liang Xiao could tell at a glance that Qiao Jingmin was lying.

He did not hesitate to use mind reading skills to read his memory.

After a while, Qiao Jingmin's memories flowed into his mind like a flood.

Chapter 522 One word, injustice

Liang Xiao digested Qiao Jingmin's memory, slowly opened his eyes, a cold murderous intent flashed across his deep eyes, and said coldly: "Selling military supplies and medicines, embezzling medical funds, withholding rations for wounded soldiers, shoddying good ones, nepotism, He deserves death."

Cold sweat broke out on Qiao Jingmin's forehead.

How did he know these things, "Director Liang...Director Liang, you can't spout blood. As the director of the Army Hospital, Qiao is entrusted by Minister He. How can he do such immoral things."

Qiao Jingmin quickly retorted that he did not forget to point out his own background in his words, and the implication was to warn Liang Xiao that he was a member of Minister He Yingqin of the Military and Political Department, and it was up to the owner to beat a dog.

"Come on, grab it."