The political commissar also saw Chen Shanhe's little move and understood what he meant without even thinking about it.

"Hello, Chief!"

Although Gong Ruomei has a cold and proud temperament, since she stayed in the field hospital and fought with Chen Shanhe for so long, she still abided by the rules in the army.

For example, now, I see the leader taking the initiative to say hello. This is the most basic military etiquette.

"Dr. Gong is back from his ward rounds. I came to see if Captain Chen is feeling better and if he has any needs.

Unexpectedly, Captain Chen is in good physical condition and recovering well, so I feel relieved!

Then I won’t disturb you brothers and sisters, I’m leaving!”

The political commissar said with a smile, then patted Chen Shanhe on the shoulder and turned away.

Chen Shanhe quickly followed up: "Political Commissar, I'll see you off!"

After saying that, he walked out. He wanted to ask the political commissar for leave. This must not be heard by his junior sister Gong Ruomei.

But what he didn't expect was that after Gong Ruomei waited for him to walk out, she saw that the quilt on the hospital bed was in a mess, so she stepped forward to clean it up.

"Political commissar, I want to ask for leave!" Chen Shanhe licked his face and followed the political commissar. He was not worried that the political commissar would not approve the leave. Since the message was brought to him, he would definitely not say anything like not approving the leave.

However, what Chen Shanhe wanted to discuss with the political commissar was how to hide it from Gong Ruomei, his junior sister.

"Then, I will tell Dr. Gong that I will send you on a secret mission, but your current body is not suitable for carrying out secret missions!

It can’t be done, it can’t be done!”

The political commissar considered that Chen Shanhe's current body, which was covered in bandages, was indeed not suitable for him to return to Shandong to seek revenge.

"Political Commissar, I, Chen Shanhe, am a martial arts practitioner with good physical condition and strong recovery ability. I have recovered from this minor injury long ago.

It's just a little ugly now, but actually it doesn't matter if I cut off these bandages now, I think it will be fine when we get to Shandong!"

Chen Shanhe returned to Shandong this time with the intention of seeking revenge. He had determined that the dream he had had was everything he experienced when he came to this world.

After he had become a fool, living on the street with no food or clothing, and pooping in his crotch, the old man took him home and took care of him like a son for several years.

Taking him to take a bath, teaching him to use chopsticks to eat, teaching him to pick up vegetables, teaching him to speak, and teaching him to practice boxing again is simply the process of relearning how to be a human being for an older child.

However, the old man has really been doing this, and he has been doing this for several years.

If that dream was just a dream, then Chen Shanhe would at most have a good impression of the old man, and a deep good impression.

But what if... that is indeed the life I have experienced, and there is an old man who has indeed taken care of me in this way for several years.

It is not an exaggeration to say that this is a reborn parent, regardless of whether the old man recognized the wrong person or whether he was his original disciple.

Chen Shanhe remembered that in those years, the old man tried his best to raise him as his own disciple and son. How was this kind of kindness different from that of his parents?

As the saying goes, parents cannot share the same hatred with each other, let alone an old man who has no blood relationship with him but raises him like a son.

Moreover, he has an elderly and demented son. If he doesn't avenge him, then how can he have the dignity to live in this world?

The political commissar, division commander, and even the heads of the headquarters have all read Gong Ruomei's report on Chen Shanhe, and they all know that no matter what the reason, they may not be able to stop Chen Shanhe's decision.

So the political commissar thought for a moment: "Let's do this! You go and take off the bandage first, and then I'll ask the dean to check your body.

If the injury can be recovered and there is no risk of the wound opening later, then I will agree to your request for leave.

And I will help you to get this lie back, tell Dr. Gong, and send you out on a secret mission.

But the ugly thing is ahead. If your injury recovery is still unclear, then don’t blame me for not approving your fake!"

Chen Shanhe breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't worry, political commissar, since I have the confidence to say this, it proves that I have confidence in my body's ability to recover."

"Okay, then you go and remove the bandage first, then let the dean check it and submit a physical examination report. After we study it, as long as the physical examination report passes the test, I will approve your leave."

After speaking, the political commissar left in a hurry.

Chen Shanhe breathed a sigh of relief. Of course he was interested in his body. Not long after he crossed over, he discovered that his body had extremely strong recovery capabilities, especially after many upgrades.

His recovery ability, strength, speed and personal reaction have all reached a level that is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

His current military rank on the data panel is lieutenant level. Yes, he has been promoted to another level. Last time he killed the division commander of the Japanese 58th Division with one shot.

The division commander was a major general, and he contributed 16,000 merit points in an instant.

It was a pity for him. Logically speaking, shouldn't the division commander be a lieutenant general?

The brigade is already a major general, okay?

But why is the division commander still a major general?

This isn't fair!

When he got the merit points, he thought in his mind that the expectation was too high and the gap was too big, because the merit points of the lieutenant general were 32,000, while the merit points of the major general were only 16,000.

When would I ever be so lucky as this time, with a division commander dying in my own hands?

The total number of people who died in his own hands and the hands of the hunting team has exceeded the 25,600 merit points required to upgrade to the rank of lieutenant.

In the system panel, to advance from lieutenant to captain, you need 51,200 merit points.

This is relatively easy to achieve, but you want to upgrade from the rank of captain to the rank of major.

Then you need 10 times the merit points, which is 512,000 merit points.

How many Japanese would have to be killed?

Even if it is a general, how many generals must be killed?

Besides, I'm not a fool, so how could I send you so many generals to kill you?

Therefore, Chen Shanhe estimated that it would be difficult to upgrade in the future. His current military rank was a lieutenant officer, and he could only have the opportunity to travel to modern times every two months.

But the time is very long now. Just killing the Japanese division commander has already given him 16,000 minutes. He also killed many officers and soldiers along the way.

Just for this battle to eliminate the Japanese division, he got about 18,000 merit points.

That's about 18,000 minutes, which is 300 hours, a little more than 12 days.

Plus, hey hey hey, he can go back to Yang Baiqian for a vacation more than 60 years later.

but.

All this will have to wait until he has finished cleaning up Ma San.

Chen Shanhe returned to the ward, only to find that his junior sister was sitting aside coldly writing medical books. He then remembered that he had stuffed the telegraph newspaper under the bed in a hurry just now. If the junior sister cleaned up the bed and saw it, he would be in trouble.

But when he saw that the quilt was still the same as before, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just that the junior sister's temperament has become colder and colder, and she has a bit of a cold air.

"Junior sister, the political commissar told me just now that I will be sending out a mission in two days, a secret mission.

So, can you take off my bandage now?"

Gong Ruomei didn't say anything, but stood up directly, walked to him, and began to remove the bandages.

As the bandages were removed one by one, one could see the healed wounds on Chen Shanhe's body. In fact, after changing the medicine and bandages several times, Gong Ruomei had already known how strong her senior brother's body was in recovery.

Looking at the current situation, as long as he doesn't use explosive force, he will basically not open the wound again.

"Senior brother, can you take me with you when you go on a mission?"

Gong Ruomei gently put the bandage in her hand on the basin, which was to be washed, and then asked.

Chen Shanhe was a little hesitant: "Well...junior sister, since it is a secret mission, of course, apart from the person performing the mission, no one will be told and no one will be taken.

What's going on when I go on a secret mission and take you with me, don't you think so?

Soon, I will be back in ten and a half days. After I come back, I will check your medical skills to see how much you have forgotten and how much you have learned from what I taught you."

Gong Ruomei stood up straight and looked at her senior brother faintly. She was about to say something, but was interrupted by the dean who suddenly came in.

"Doctor Gong is here too?"

As soon as the dean came in, he saw a shirtless Chen Shanhe and was immediately surprised to find that Chen Shanhe's wound healing was much better than that of ordinary people.

"Hey, Captain Chen, you are almost healed now, and you can't even tell that you were injured almost 10 days ago.

Sure enough, people who practice martial arts are physically strong?"

What else can Chen Shanhe say: "People who exercise more and practice boxing and martial arts have stronger physical vitality than ordinary people.

But it's not much better.

I am special because my level of martial arts training is unmatched by others.

So I am a special case!"

The dean's questions are basically a doctor's discussion of an injury or illness.

If Chen Shanhe really said so boldly that people who practice martial arts will heal their wounds faster or recover faster than ordinary people, this would mislead a good doctor and might even harm the patient or injured person.

So he didn't dare to tell lies.

Because of this, he said that he was a special case and special circumstances should not be treated universally.

The dean came so quickly because he actually received an order.

"I received instructions from the chief to check the healing of your wounds to see if you are suitable to perform the mission. If you are really not suitable, I will immediately reply to the chief and terminate your qualification to perform the mission."
To be continued...