Delivery man on the battlefield: Start with the sword

Chapter 93: The Dragon's Trap
Wang Zhifei nodded and entered the refugee camp.

"Young master, are you annoyed?" The only one who called Wang Zhifei such a strange name was Veterinarian Hao.

"I left it with an acquaintance. He just had surgery. I'll go over and take a look tomorrow."

"It's done, it's done. A healthy young man can't afford to lose his legs." Veterinarian Hao nodded repeatedly.

Veterinarian Hao looked at the cannon fodder group and treated them as his own children, worrying about every one of them.

Wang Zhifei looked at the thirty-seven people who had grown and developed in the cannon fodder yard, and that was it. If there were more, he would be overwhelmed.

They all act like platoon leaders and wait for the right time to spread out as a regiment.

However, before that, Wang Zhifei had to deal with his machine gun platoon leader.

"Hey, Milong!" Wang Zhifei walked to Milong who was swinging on the hammock.

"Commander, what's the matter?" Milong stood up quickly.

Just now, in order to maintain this posture, he had lost two taels of blood due to mosquitoes. Seeing that Meng Quezi who came later had followed the group leader, he was left alone, and he felt uncomfortable all over.

"Please do me a favor. I have to go to Meng Quezi's place to treat his illness tomorrow. Then I have other things to do. Please keep an eye on them for me while we go to the mountains for training.

If no one is watching, they will just herd the sheep." Wang Zhifei said.

"That's right. None of those bastards are decent. But I can't do that. I still have to run the store." Milong agreed at first, and then felt that he could control it.

"I'll help you watch it." Veterinarian Hao obviously saw that Wang Zhifei was impatient, and spoke quickly.

"You?" Milong looked at Veterinarian Hao, then at Wang Zhifei's dark face. He felt that he was not sure about the situation, so he decided to play it safe.

"Alright, then you can stop doing business. If you talk, people will look at you with disgust and try to fool you again. Just be careful and don't let anyone steal your things.

Well, I can go, my shop is closed, is there any benefit?" Milong thought, let's try it first.

"Benefits? Yes, there are benefits! But I don't think you can get it. I made a bird whistle with straw. There is a set of whistle language. It can be used as a simple communication. If you can learn it, I will take you to shoot a light machine gun. The kind that can fire thousands of rounds."

Wang Zhifei suddenly thought of something, patted Milong on the shoulder and said.

Milong's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"Of course!" Wang Zhifei said imitating Milong's accent.

"Row!"

……

The next day, after Wang Zhifei finished his meal, he said: "Today, I have an announcement to make. I have to go see Meng Quezi, so the task of supervising you will be given to Milong.

If he wants to beat you up, don't come here to complain. Since he wants to beat you up, he must have his reasons. If anyone disobeys, don't blame me for being angry.

The training will be done according to the daily training. Ayi will be responsible for the training project and cooperate with Milong in supervision. Did you understand everything?"

"Listen clearly!"

"set off!"

Everyone lined up and ran out...

Ayi automatically ran outside the team: "Those behind keep up, those in front pay attention to the rhythm..."

"Yes! What the hell, follow me!" Milong also echoed, taking the broken horse Zhang Fei with him, looking threatening.

Wang Zhifei took a look and thought it was not bad! He went out for a walk and visited Meng Fanle. Meng Fanle's injury was not serious, but he became lame because of the lack of medicine and the lack of timely treatment. Otherwise, he would not have been able to reach Zenda with a limp.

Although it was a penetrating wound, the main blood vessels, tendons and bones were not damaged. As long as the inflammation is reduced and the wound is kept from getting inflamed, it will heal quickly.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Which one?"

Xiaozui's voice sounded. "I'm the captain."

"Here we go!"

Xiaozui ran over to open the door. His eyes were a little red, and it seemed that he had been crying. However, it was already afternoon when Wang Zhifei arrived. Even if he was very sad, he had cried enough in the morning.

"How was your annoyance yesterday? Do you have a fever?"

Xiaozui shook his head and sniffed, and it seemed that his sadness had not yet passed.

After Wang Zhifei came in, Meng Fanle said quickly: "Commander, you are here, sit down, sit down, sit down."

"Hey?! After not seeing you for the whole night, you're now entertaining guests? How's it going? The anesthetic has worn off, does it hurt?"

"My legs hurt, and my head hurts even more." Meng Fanle said quietly.

"Sir, have some water." Xiaozui brought a bowl of water and put it on the table.

"Xiaozui, stop being busy. Call your landlord over and tell him I have something to talk to him about."

"Yeah." Chen Xiaozui left.

……

"Hey, Commander, after you finished talking about the drunkard Chen Shimu, our platoon leader, you left and threw me in.

This girl was so angry that she cried all night long without even uttering a single word.

My legs hurt, but I still have to listen to her crying..."

After seeing Chen Xiaozui go out, Meng Fanle started to complain.

Wang Zhifei looked at the wound and found it had recovered well, with the redness and swelling basically subsiding. He changed the medicine and then prepared two bottles of anti-inflammatory medicine and gave it to Meng Fanle again.

"Come on, don't be so ungrateful. If you were to get an IV drip at the shelter, I believe Kang Ya would be able to borrow the anti-inflammatory medicine from you."

Wang Zhifei said as he was busy.

"Then I have absolutely no doubt that it is something Kang Ya can do!" Meng Fanle said with a smile.

It can be seen that Meng Fan’s mood has improved a lot now that there is hope for his leg.

The two chatted idly, counting the people in the cannon fodder group, the new members who had joined, and mentioned Milong by the way.

"Sir, our landlord is here." Xiaozui said in the yard.

"Oh, Meng Quezi, I'm leaving first and will come to see you tomorrow." Wang Zhifei said.

"Hey? Captain, wait a minute, can you please ask the veterinarian to come over? It's too inconvenient for me to go to the toilet..."

……

"Are you the landlord?" Wang Zhifei looked up and down at the famous Qi Mazi in front of him.

"It's me, sir. Nice to meet you! Nice to meet you!" Qi Mazi had heard of this generous captain before.

"Of course she will. Fortunately or unfortunately, it depends on you. She lives in that house. Give me a price and I'll buy it."

When Qi Mazi heard what Wang Zhifei said, he was stunned. The officials had been coming here for a long time. When they said "buy", it was completely different from what others said "buy".

They never pay for what they buy.

Look at Master Yu. After he arrived, he fenced off the land, built barracks, and constructed fortifications...

When did they spend money? At first, they said they bought something, and then they were given a receipt to collect the money. But the money, in the sound of abacus, turned into tax, and in the end, only a pitiful little was left.

Do you think this is the end? How is it possible? There are several people standing at the door holding boxes of donations for saving the country, stopping you directly...

(End of this chapter)