Duan Guoxing said: "Uncle Lao Gu, this is Xiao Fan, the company commander of the cavalry regiment."

Fan Guanyou said: "Uncle Lao Gu, I'm sorry, we're late, which scared the villagers."

"Nothing, nothing." Uncle Gu waved his hand repeatedly and asked again, "Has the Japanese killed him run away?"

Fan Guanyou said: "We have eliminated the Japanese cavalry who entered the village, and we will stay in Gujiayu tonight until the defense change arrives, and the villagers can go home with confidence."

"That's great, we can rest assured if you are here." Uncle Gu was overjoyed when he heard this.

The villagers in the shelter behind him were also relieved. It can be seen that their trust in the Eighth Route Army was definitely from the heart. This trust could not be established by just a few slogans and waves of publicity, but was gradually established through repeated tests of blood and fire.

Only after experiencing the test of true blood and fire can the people believe that the Eighth Route Army is really their own team, and the Eighth Route Army soldiers are really the people's soldiers, and they will really protect them with their lives.

At that moment, Uncle Lao Gu went back and said to the villagers: "Everyone has listened, the Japanese cavalry has been wiped out by our cavalry troops, Gujiayu is safe again. Also, although there was a little change tonight, the task remains unchanged. Before tomorrow, each family will still have to bake twenty kilograms of pancakes, and then bake them and send them to my house."

"If you can produce flour at home, the village committee will give you a discount."

"If there is no extra flour at home, go to me to collect it."

Speaking of this, Uncle Gu asked again: "Did you hear it clearly?"

"I heard it clearly." Not only men, women, but also elderly people, but even toddlers responded loudly. The atmosphere at the scene was warm and relaxed. "Uncle Lao Gu, please be happy with a hundred hearts. We will never starve our soldiers."

Seeing the villagers walking out of the underground shelter with great enthusiasm, Duan Guoxing couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Duan Guoxing held Lao Gu's rough big hand and said, "Uncle Lao Gu, thank you for supporting my work so much."

"Secretary Duan, you'll see if you say this." Uncle Gu knocked on the authentic wall with a tobacco pipe, and said, "Isn't it supposed to help the troops do some logistics within their ability?"

When Duan Guoxing, Fan Guangou and Lao Gu Uncle went to the ground again, the entire Gujiayu Village was already in full bloom.

I saw men, women, elderly people and even children in every household were busy kneading, kneading, raising fires, and pancakes. The smell of pancakes quickly spread in the air.

Fan Guangu suddenly felt a little hungry.

I ate two vegetable buns for dinner today, and a marching force and another battle. The inventory in my stomach had already been completely digested.

"Gululu."

Fan Guan was so angry that his stomach started to scream.

Uncle Lao Gu and Duan Guoxing looked at each other and smiled and entered the door.

A moment later, Uncle Gu came out of the house again, but there was a basket in his hand. He saw that the pancakes had just been baked during the day.

Uncle Lao Gu followed Aunt Lao Gu.

Aunt Lao Gu was still holding a large pot of soy sauce in his hand.

"Company Commander Xiao Fan, the pancakes will taste delicious if they need to be dipped in sauce." Aunt Lao Gu said with a smile.

"Company Commander Xiao Fan, take it." Uncle Old Gu smiled, "The soldiers have been traveling for dozens of miles and have just fought with the Japanese. They must be hungry."

"No, no, how can this work?" Fan Guangu said quickly.

Duan Guoxing smiled and persuaded: "Company Commander Xiao Fan, just take it. The organization has allocated funds to each district. The expenses of these pancakes are in the accounts of our Qingyun District Committee."

"That's it, Secretary Duan, then I'm not polite."

Then Fan Guangu smiled and took a basket of pancakes from Uncle Gu.

Another soldier behind him took the sauce jar from Aunt Old Gu.

At this time, the militia captain of Gujiayu hurried over.

"Secretary Duan, Company Commander Xiao Fan." said the militia captain, "The wounded have been transferred to the field hospital, but..."

After pausing, the militia captain said with a deep pain: "But Xiaodong and Yuqi disappeared before they could be sent to the hospital. Xiaoxi and Lao Geda and the others were in a bad situation. I don't know if they could..."

In order to cover the transfer of the villagers and to support the cavalry troops, the militia in Gujiayu paid a heavy price.

Six militia teams with less than 30 people died on the spot, two died while transferring to the field hospital, and seven seriously injured people were rescued in the operating room of the field hospital.

...

The field hospitals of the former Independent Regiment, the New First Regiment and the New Second Regiment have been merged into a field hospital, which belongs to the unit directly under the command of the Northwest Shanxi Column.

Moreover, the field hospital has been moved to Heyuan County.

There is a clear difference between the site selection requirements of field hospitals and command centers. The site selection of the command center must be considered for safety, so Li Yunlong did not set up his regiment commander in Heyuan County at the beginning, but the first thing that field hospitals need to consider is convenient transportation and complete infrastructure, and then the safety level considerations.

So the brigade commander moved the field hospital to Heyuan County.

In the operating room, Wang Jiazhi was performing surgery on the injured while wearing a mask.

After more than a year and nearly two years of hard work, Wang Jiazhi has completely grown into an excellent surgeon. Although she still looks delicate, like a weak Lin Meimei, her energy and spirit immediately change as soon as she picks up the scalpel, and she will break the seriously injured without frowning.

"No. 3 knife!" Wang Jiazhi stretched out his hand and the nurse handed a scalpel.

Wang Jiazhi took the scalpel and chose the right position to slap the injured person's abdomen gently, and blood was gushed out of the abdomen.

"Attractor." Wang Jiazhi didn't blink for a moment, and put the scalpel on the enamel tray handed over by the nurse, and said, "Hemostatic forceps."

At this time, another nurse had already used a suction device to suck most of the blood in the injured person's abdominal cavity.

However, blood in the abdominal cavity of the injured person was still gushing out, and the amount of bleeding was extremely large, so the visual field of surgery was still unclear, and I don’t know where the bleeding was?

But this is not a problem for Wang Jiazhi.

She is now a surgeon with extensive clinical experience.

Take the hemostasis forceps and penetrate into the abdominal cavity of the injured person and accurately clamp a blood vessel.

Soon, the blood congestion in the injured person's abdominal cavity was almost sucked, and the surgery field became clear.

Wang Jiazhi made a quick judgment: "The spleen has been broken, and the spleen is being removed and tissue forceps are being prepared."

The instrument nurse immediately changed into tissue forceps and gently patted Wang Jiazhi's glove-wearing little hand.

Before he knew it, beads of sweat were already oozing from Wang Jiazhi's forehead, and another nurse quickly picked up a towel to wipe off the sweat from Wang Jiazhi's forehead.

You can't let sweat drip into the injured.

It is even more impossible to let sweat affect Wang Jiazhi's vision.

Otherwise, it will easily lead to medical malpractice.

"Surgery tweezers!"

"needle!"

“Needle holder!”

"Search cut!"

Wang Jiazhi issued an order without hesitation.

As Wang Jiazhi used thread cutting to cut the thread head, a surgery was finally completed.

Wang Jiazhi's eyes turned to the nurse who monitored his blood pressure, and the nurse quickly reported: "The wounded's blood pressure is normal."
Chapter completed!