"Ding...congratulations to the host...for adding new skills..."

"Ding……"

"Ding... the host's current merit point is 2585 points, and the soul energy is 821/10000."

Yes, this was the various information that Hu Changyi retrieved from the system after looking at the wounded. However, he ignored them all and could take a closer look at night. However, he only cared about his merit points and soul energy.

Now it seems that the merit points have suddenly increased by 935 points, and the number of Japanese soldiers he killed indirectly and directly in this battle was also 235.

Of course, not many of them were killed directly by him by bombing or shooting, only a dozen or so in total, and many more were killed indirectly. For example, the Japanese mountain artillery squadron was killed by the explosion. For example, he

The custom-loaded shotguns that helped with the reloading killed many of the Japanese during the surprise attack.

However, the gain in merit points is relatively large. It seems that the military rank of the Japanese technical arm is still very high.

"We still have to engage in military industry!" Hu Changyi looked at the soul power that had not yet exceeded a thousand, and felt that there was a lot of pressure. When can he be upgraded to the intermediate level? There will be a high-level one behind him.

Only when he reaches an advanced level can he return to the real world, increase his lifespan and a healthy body, and enjoy the days when his wife and children are on the hot bed.

"Everything is difficult at the beginning!" Hu Changyi sighed secretly and stopped thinking about the future.

He decided to quickly create a serious military product while he had time, and then use this military product to gain a lot of soul energy and merit points.

As for what to make? He had already thought about it. It was a grenade with the simplest craftsmanship and easier sources of materials.

Although this thing is inconspicuous, in the eyes of the Eighth Route Army, which lacks the ability to grab orders, it is a "big killer". Think about the battle just now, if the Seventh Company had more grenades, could the Japanese rush into the position?

It had been blown up long ago.

Of course, the Japs who rushed to the position were really miserable. They were tied into a honeycomb by the Eighth Company Commander and his men, which really wasted all the Japs' clothes.

"Mr. Zhong, when will Uncle Dezheng's injury heal?" Hu Changyi asked again when he saw that Dr. Sun had finished his work.

"It takes a hundred days to break the muscles and bones! Broken skin and flesh cannot be counted. The instructor's injury is not serious, but the location of the injury is not good. It is on the thigh. If it is not healed, it will not be able to exert strength. Wait a little longer, it will be almost the same.

We'll be inseparable in a few months!" Dr. Sun said.

"There's still a month...that's fine..." Hu Changyi didn't say anything more.

Although Hu Changyi wanted to find a place to settle down and engage in military industry, Xing Dezheng could not march with him, and the organization had no intention of changing people, or he could not take care of the guerrillas. Therefore, he still followed Li Yunlong first.

The main battle is ready.

"Alas..." At the temporary field hospital in Gongjiazhuang, another Eighth Route Army soldier who lost his life was carried out of the operating room.

Looking at the wounded being carried away covered with white cloth, Dr. Cui could only sigh. Because the wounded was too seriously injured, he never insisted on completing the operation.

"There is no plasma, only two sets of surgical instruments, and even rubber gloves are lacking..." Dr. Cui felt very uncomfortable. Even though she tried her best, she could not save the lives of the seriously injured patients.

However, the wounded with bullets embedded in their arms and legs survived, but they still had to face the challenge of fighting infection...

"Military Doctor Cui, the division headquarters ordered: The field hospital should be moved immediately!" A platoon leader came over and said.

"Well, where's the dean? Let's move him quickly!" Dr. Cui said.

"The director is arranging the transfer of the wounded, and we are waiting for you! Comrades, pack up quickly!" The young platoon leader greeted the soldiers to help carry things.

"Little comrade, I would like to ask, will our fallen comrades be taken away?" Military Doctor Cui asked.

"I can't take it with me... I can only find a place to bury it in the mountains outside the village. I can't even set up a tombstone!" the platoon leader said with some seriousness.

"But it's okay, we comrades still remember them! Maybe one day, we also died in the battle, and we will be buried like this! Thank you for trying your best to rescue our comrades!" the little platoon leader finished.

, gave Dr. Cui a military salute and continued busy.

After cleaning the battlefield, the Eighth Route Army moved away. Because the Japanese reinforcements were not far from Jiedu Township, the Eighth Route Army had no choice but to move westward as quickly as possible. Of course, the guerrillas also moved with them.

Nothing to say.

In Xiyang County, the troops of the Eighth Route Army passed through the city. What they saw were panicked people, and what they saw was panic and chaos all over the city.

The devils are coming, and they will kill people... Those government officials have long since left with their families; those wealthy businessmen have long since taken their belongings away from this "place of right and wrong", leaving only a few confidants.

Stay here and see if you can "do business" with the Japanese.

After all, this is also a tradition passed down from our ancestors. If you do business well with foreigners, you will make a fortune.

What is left behind are the landlords who are reluctant to part with their land, the helpless people, and the poor families who have no tomorrow after today...

"One day, we will fight back!" The soldiers left, but they left unwillingly.

"Sigh, I don't know what kind of plight will happen to the people in this city?" Hu Changyi could only sigh in his heart as he looked at the county seat getting further and further away.

In this tragic era, the people have suffered too much...

"Haha, Changyi, we actually bought sulfuric acid and nitric acid, two big earthen jars!" Just as Hu Changyi was sighing, Lao Li's loud voice came over.

"Did you really buy it? Are these really available in the dyeing workshop?" Hu Changyi asked.

"You don't know about feelings?" Li Yunlong asked.

"Ah, I just heard someone mention that dyeing shops use sulfuric acid or something like that, so I asked you to try it..." Hu Changyi said in his heart that I only knew this from watching TV series.

"You guy, what do you want all this acid for?" Li Yunlong asked.

"Didn't I tell you to make explosives?" Hu Changyi said.

"Oh, look at my brain, I was so busy that I forgot about it!" Li Yunlong said.

"Where are we going?" Hu Changyi then asked the direction of the march.

"Over there at Guangyang Town and Songta Town, the 20th Division is heading there, and our 115th Division is also there. Let's go and join them!" Li Yunlong said.

"Guangyang...I know!" Hu Changyi said.

"You're so nagging! But you kid can't put any more conditions on me this time. We seized a lot of bad guns in this battle, so you have to show your housekeeping skills!" Li Yunlong said.
Chapter completed!