After reaching the achievement of the grand master of Qi Ji, the Ji family and his son concentrated on doing things.
After all aspects were negotiated, batches of drugs were marked with the Ji family's mark and sent to the front line.
The life of the soldiers on the front line is much better than before.
Every month, there are canned food, and the quilt covered is replaced with a brand new one. When it's cold at night, it's so comfortable to drill into the warm quilt.
And if the sun is out during the day, the quilt can be taken out to dry, and it will be fluffy and soft at night.
This quilt was also donated by the Ji family. Ji Changze likes to do good things. At the same time, he did not forget to promote the good things he did. So, the soldiers ate the canned food of the Ji family under the quilt of the Ji family. When the supplies were distributed, there was also a "owner" who was stuffed with money by Ji Changze and gave a speech. He talked about how the young master of the Ji family admired these frontline fighters and how he tried to make them live a good life. After several rounds, they now see Ji's family more closely than their parents.
On this day, it was discovered that another car with the Ji family's mark had been pulled over. The barracks had already had a heated discussion before the things were delivered, and it was speculated that the Ji family had delivered something again this time.
A young guy wiped the corners of his mouth, and smiled and guessed that it must be canned again this time: "Don't the Ji family like to study new flavors? Last time there was fruity flavors, maybe something new has been made. I want to send the taste for us to taste."
He was the one who said that he would eat three pieces of meat a day until the victory of the War of Resistance against Japan. Because he was young and happily every day, when he was resting, he would spit and dream about what he would do in the future, although it was a bit whimsical, for example, he liked it. I said that I will eat meat every day, sleep until dawn, eat when I want to eat, and drink porridge when I want to drink porridge. If I don't drink porridge or sticky porridge, I don't have to or hide away when I see foreigners. Far away, or humbling and kneeling, these words are impossible to hear, but they sound so good.
So when it's okay, everyone still likes to hear him speak in that energetic voice.
As soon as he guessed that it was a new can, someone immediately laughed at him: "I think you are greedy for canned food. I asked you to save a little bit of the food you sent last time. If you don't listen, you have to eat it in one breath. The cans in many people's hands have not been opened yet, you have all eaten them."
After being laughed at, the young man didn't get annoyed. He smiled and said, "You all have a family and a mouthful. You keep canned food for your family. I don't need it anymore. My brother is also in the army. Last time When we met, he said that he left canned food for his parents and he didn't need me to keep it, so I would eat them all."
The others laughed again.
After laughing, I felt that this child had a good life. Although he was a soldier, he was the youngest in the family. He was loved by his parents and eldest brother since he was a child. Can also use a cheerful tone to give them some amusing words.
But soon they no longer have this leisure.
The conflict with the enemy took another step, and another fierce conflict broke out. After being provoked, they pursued the victory, but the opponent ambushed and stepped on the mine they had planted in advance.
Many people were killed on the spot, and many more were injured.
Most of them are familiar faces, and they talk and laugh together in the morning. In a blink of an eye, they are either life or death, or they are about to die.
The medical soldiers hurriedly carried people for treatment. The company commander of their company was only slightly injured. They helped carry people several times, and suddenly found that the chirping soldiers had disappeared.
He asked people around him: "Where is Xiao Wuzi? Have you seen Xiao Wuzi?"
No one answered.
In the end, someone found Xiao Wuzi. He was covered in blood, lying on the stretcher, panting and crying. When the company commander passed by, he was so scared that he couldn't stop his tears, sobbing and squeezing out his voice: "Company commander, it hurts, it hurts, my stomach broke so big that I am going to die, the commander I don't want to die, I haven't eaten new cans yet, my brother said he also left me cans. My parents also said to marry me a daughter-in-law, the company commander, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, look at my injury, if I can save it, look at me."
The company commander's eyes were red, and he quickly went to see his injury.
Just looking at it, his eyes became heavy.
Little Wuzi's abdomen was completely stained with blood, and the wound was huge, and the blood was pouring out like water, and his face had turned pale, and his words were weak.
He has seen too many wounds like this.
Few people survived. It is said that the medical soldiers used needles to sew up the bleeding to stop bleeding, but this is prone to inflammation. As long as a fever occurs, 90% of people cannot survive.
But looking at Xiao Wuzi's hope, the company commander really couldn't bear to tell him the truth.
He could only red eyes, holding Xiao Wuzi's cold hand because of the loss of blood and soothing: "It's okay, I've seen this kind of injury before, and it's all right when you send it to the medics, you're fine, don't be afraid, you It won't die. Our medical soldiers have returned from studying abroad, but they have the ability. They want to cure you too easily. Don't sleep, don't sleep, can you?"
After listening to the company commander's words, the little fifth son's frightened emotions eased a little bit, sobbing softly, lying on the stretcher and being carried away, he didn't forget to say with a crying voice: "The company commander, if you send canned food today , You remember to help me lead it and eat it when I'm ready."
The company commander nodded indiscriminately, watching him being carried away by the medical soldiers, further and further away.
He knew that Xiaowuzi would not come back 80%.
Before and after he became a company commander, he sent away a lot of people, but Xiao Wuzi seemed to be different.
It may be because he is lively, or it may be because of his optimistic attitude.
It may also be because he has always believed that he can live happily and well when he stops fighting.
But now, Xiao Wuzi can't wait for the day of victory, nor can he eat three pieces of meat in one day.
"Fuck your god!"
He cursed, shaking his hands and trembling out of his arms took out a rough rolled cigarette, regardless of the blood on his hands, so he smoked.
After taking a couple of mouthfuls, he suddenly knelt down and covered his face, and started crying silently.
On the second day, because they had just played one game, both the opponent and their own suffered heavy losses. It is estimated that they will not fight again in the short term, but everyone's mood is not getting better. After all, this time, there are more people around them. A few passed away.
The company commander did not dare to go to the wounded tent to visit their company's people. He was afraid of going and thought of Xiao Wuzi.
They even went back to visit the wounded, their expressions were a lot more relaxed, and they said to the company commander: "Why didn't you go, company commander? The little five asked about you, and asked if you helped him get canned food, this kid. I really want to think about canned food. We haven't distributed canned food. Where can I pick it up."
The company commander was stunned: "Little Five? You said Little Five asked me? Is he still alive?"
"What silly thing are you talking about? Of course he is still alive. Didn't you look at the injury and tell him that there is nothing serious? This kid is fine. The injured man eats better than us. He also fell in love with a nurse, which is worthy of being a young man. People, still suffering from injuries, remembered this kind of thing, eh? Company commander? Where are you going, company commander? Company commander!"
The company commander almost rushed to the tent where the five sons were. When he opened the curtain, he saw the familiar face.
Xiao Wuzi was lying on the bed, grinning and talking non-stop: "Although canned fruit is delicious, my favorite is canned meat. After opening it, it has a fragrance. After a bite, the taste is tender and smooth. , Even the smell of meat in my mouth is even more amazing after two bites, and I can swallow the delicious tongue. Later, I even drank the broth. The broth was also delicious, with a meaty taste. It's fresh, and right?"
"Sucky boy, shut up!"
The wounded around were greedy, and they were hurt. Hearing the grunting in his stomach, if he couldn't move, he would just want to jump up and beat the bad-hearted child.
The little five laughed, and just accepted: "Then I will tell you about the mountain my brother has been to. It's scary, let me tell you."
"Little Five." The company commander called to him.
"Company commander, you are here!"
As soon as Xiao Wuzi saw him, he became energetic, and the inspector's neck tried to look at him: "Company commander, did you send canned food? You helped me get the canned food, right?"
The company commander was a little touched at first, but he laughed out loud by this sentence, and slapped him lightly on the head: "Smelly boy, heartless."
The little fifth son was still talking in Balabala spirit: "You are the company commander, you are the company commander. You can see the wound. After I come here, I will be stitched and given me anesthetic. You know that the company commander is not at all. It hurts. After stitching, I got a fever. The nurse gave me medicine just after the stitches started. Hey, I stopped burning immediately. The company commander, what kind of medicine is this? You know a lot. Tell me about it. I think I will go home after victory and talk to my parents."
"A medicine that will relieve fever immediately?"
The company commander had never heard of it. He was confused at first, and then excited.
Many soldiers actually did not die from bleeding, but from inflammation and fever after the wound. If there were such medicines, wouldn't it mean that many people would not have to die?
After he went out, he hurriedly inquired about it. Sure enough, it wasn't as if most of the wounded were able to die in the past. On the contrary, most of them were rescued, and many of them were able to recover enough to walk on the ground.
He intuitively felt that all of this was because of the medicine that Xiao Wuzi said.
After that, they were allocated a small bottle with powder in it, and they were still familiar with the explanation process and taught them how to use it.
"It can be taken orally or applied externally. It can stop bleeding if you are injured. As long as you stop the bleeding, you can live, you know? This is a hemostatic medicine made by Rouan Jijia specially for us warriors. It works very well. Foreign devils can't buy them for a big price. You can save a little bit for me, but don't save too much. If the blood can't stop, just use it. This can save your life, you know!"
It's Rouanji's house again.
The company commander held this small bottle and guessed from the bottom of his heart that the medicine that saved the little five sons was probably sent by the Ji family. Otherwise, why didn't it exist before, so coincidentally, the Ji family would have something as soon as they sent it.
Others don't know about other medicines, they only hold this small bottle, and they are also grateful to Rouan Ji's family.
And when they were injured again and they used the medicine, they knew how precious it was.
"It won't bleed as soon as you use it, magic medicine!! This is a magic medicine!"
"What is the origin of Rouanji's family? Such medicine can be studied."
"The Ji family's eldest master is really a kind person!!"
The great good man Ji Changze is negotiating with his long-time worker, no, it's the partner Smith.
This guy could not please Ji's father, so he tried to talk to the young Ji Changze.
"Mr. Ji, this price is really too expensive. I heard that the price you sell to your Chinese army is not like this."
Ji Changze acted very confidently: "The prices in my own country and in other countries are naturally different."
"But there is too much difference. Our country is now in war and the economy is in recession. What's more, you are still asking for gold payment. We are really incapable."
Ji Changze sighed: "That's not what I said, Smith, after I talked to you, I told you the truth. The high prices that are sold to other countries are actually good for your country."
Smith's face was full of question marks: "How do you say this?"
Ji Changze gave him an analysis: "Look, my price is high. Your country is too expensive, right? You are too expensive, and other countries will also be too expensive. Their chances of buying will be greatly reduced. At this time, your country will buy it. Now, if you have these medicines, if they don't, your country's military death rate will be greatly reduced. Soldiers can continue to fight if they recover their wounds. If other countries don't, don't you have the upper hand."
"After winning, the country is stable and the economy is about to rise, you say I am right."
Smith frowned slightly. He always felt that this was wrong, but he couldn't find out where the problem was. After thinking about it for a while, he reluctantly found a loophole; "If the medicine is good, other countries will still buy it if it knows it."
Ji Changze showed a surprised look: "If I sell it so expensive, they still buy it?"
Seeing him as if to be persuaded by himself, Smith nodded quickly: "Yes, they see the value of the medicine, they will definitely buy it."
Ji Changze: "Since I sell it so expensive and I don't need people to buy it, then what are you hesitating? I don't want to sell it to you. I'm not worried. There are so many buyers in so many countries. It's you."
Smith: ""
It's over, it's gone around.
He clearly inquired that Ji's father felt that Ji Changze still needs experience, and in terms of negotiation, he also avoided contact with Ji Changze, because he was afraid that Ji Changze would be fooled by him to sign the contract. Obviously he thought his son was very good.
And now, Smith doubts life.
You Chinese, who cares about this, is called Fudge?