The War of Resistance: From Overseas Chinese Mechanics to King of Nanyang

With so many medicines and medical equipment, the military doctor was full of confidence for the upcoming surgery, because even if he returned to the top hospitals in China, he might not be able to gather such a complete set of rare supplies.

After hearing the military doctor's explanation, Gao Jiren and Zheng Tingji's tense shoulders and backs suddenly relaxed, and the huge stone that had been hanging over their hearts for many days finally fell to the ground.

The two looked at each other and saw relief in each other's eyes, their anxiety about their comrade's serious injury and the uncertainty of the future fading slightly.

However, even with the confidence to perform the surgery, the outcome is still uncertain.

After a moment of silence, both men understood that medicine was not a panacea. All they could do now was wait for the military doctor to try to save General Dai Anlan. As for whether they could ultimately save him, they could only leave it to fate.

"Sirs, what are your plans for the next operation?" With the important matters settled, Huang Zurong began to guide them.

Upon hearing this, Gao Jiren and Zheng Tingji exchanged a glance, clearly indicating that they had not yet considered this issue.

The original plan was to break through the Japanese blockade as soon as possible and then return to China to treat Dai Anlan.

Now that the problem has been solved, they are naturally somewhat bewildered.

"Commander Huang, what insightful opinion do you have? We are very grateful for your assistance this time. We will remember this kindness. Please speak freely." Zheng Tingji was somewhat grateful to his savior. Although he did not know the other party's purpose, he knew that there must be a reason for asking such a question.

Huang Zurong waved his hand and said humbly, "I wouldn't call it insightful advice. It's just that being in the jungle, I have to consider things more carefully. These are just some immature thoughts, and I would like to ask the two officers for their guidance."

Gao Jiren also recovered his senses and raised his hand to signal him to speak frankly: "Commander Huang, please don't be polite. Feel free to say whatever you have to say. Just treat it as a casual chat, and we can discuss it together."

Seeing the sincerity of the two men, Huang Zurong stopped beating around the bush, his smile faded, and his tone became more serious as he laid out his considerations: "The two officers must know that the Burma Road has been completely occupied and blocked by the Japanese army, with numerous checkpoints. It is virtually impossible to break through the road and return to China."

"Furthermore, the Japanese army has suffered such a great loss this time, they will definitely not let it go. Before long, they will mobilize their troops and launch a counterattack. At that time, we will inevitably have to face the Japanese army's frantic pursuit."

After speaking, seeing the two men deep in thought, Huang Zurong paused, his tone becoming more serious: "What's even more troublesome is that among the local Burmese, there are quite a few who have been bribed or coerced by the Japanese army. They are familiar with the terrain and could tip off the Japanese army at any time, revealing our whereabouts. As a result, we are always in a passive position, and if we are not careful, we will fall into the Japanese army's encirclement again."

Upon hearing this, Gao Jiren and Zheng Tingji exchanged a glance, a hint of anxiety flashing in their eyes. This was indeed a problem.

Huang Zurong observed the changes in their expressions and, with a calm yet precise tone, struck at the heart of the matter: "Especially since your unit still has so many wounded soldiers, it's highly unlikely that you would abandon them all, is it?"

"Absolutely impossible!" Gao Jiren and Zheng Tingji said almost in unison, their tone firm and without the slightest hesitation.

Huang Zurong sighed softly. He had calculated that the other side would definitely not want to abandon their comrades, so he continued, "That would be even more troublesome. Since we cannot abandon the wounded, our marching speed will inevitably decrease significantly. Once the Japanese army catches up, the chances of being overtaken will increase exponentially."

"Of course, it's also possible that the Japanese army suffered a loss and won't pursue, but your unit will most likely have to cross this primeval jungle next. The flood season is approaching, and the rainy season will arrive soon. In addition, the jungle is hot and humid, and mosquitoes breed. These wounded soldiers are already seriously injured, and I'm afraid they won't be able to hold on for long in such harsh conditions."

These words were like a sharp knife, piercing their hearts. Gao Jiren and Zheng Tingji's faces instantly turned even more ugly, their brows furrowing into knots.

Although they wanted to argue back, they were all professional soldiers and had the necessary military discipline. Everyone knew that the mud during the rainy season would not only hinder the march.

In addition, high temperatures can cause wound infections, and mosquito bites can lead to serious diseases such as malaria, all of which can be fatal to the wounded.

The atmosphere on the field fell silent. After a long while, Zheng Tingji spoke first, his voice slightly hoarse: "Commander Huang is absolutely right. We did overlook these issues. But things have come to this point, and we have no choice but to take the wounded with us, even if it means giving it our all."

At the same time, Gao Jiren also expressed his opinion.

"That's right, we must not leave anyone behind."

"But since Commander Huang has said that, he must have some plan in mind, right? Please speak frankly."

Seeing this, Huang Zurong's expression softened and his tone became gentler: "The two officers are loyal and righteous, which is admirable. In fact, we do have a solution, which is to hand the wounded over to our unit. I'm sure you two know that our regiment is not short of medical supplies, and we should be able to help these wounded recover quickly."

Upon hearing this, Gao Jiren and Zheng Tingji both understood that they had their eyes on their wounded soldiers.

They were completely stumped; the convoluted process left them utterly confused.

"So you've taken a liking to one of our wounded soldiers?" Zheng Tingji was straightforward and didn't mince words, directly exposing the other party's thoughts. He stared intently at Huang Zurong, trying to glean some clues from his face.

Huang Zurong did not avoid their gazes. He met their eyes with a calm expression and a tone that was completely undisturbed: "I suppose so. After all, they followed you back. The mountain roads were rugged, it was the rainy season, they lacked food and clothing, and they had to evade the Japanese army's pursuit along the way. It was basically impossible for them to reach China alive."

"Of course, you can leave them here, but they will most likely be captured by pro-Japanese Burmese and end up in the hands of the Japanese army, where they will ultimately face certain death."

"Commander Huang, although your regiment has helped us a lot this time, this behavior violates military law," Gao Jiren couldn't help but remind us.

Seeing this, Huang Zurong still smiled and gestured for the two men to calm down: "Please don't get angry, officers. I have no ill intentions. I am just stating the facts and sincerely want to save the lives of these wounded soldiers."

"Their continued involvement won't lead to anything good; it's better to leave it to me."

"Wait, Commander Huang, aren't you planning to go back to China?" At this moment, Zheng Tingji realized something was wrong. The other party had never mentioned going back to China. Could it be that he wasn't planning to go back?

Otherwise, why would they keep pestering them for the wounded?

"Not going back to China? What are you going to do?" Gao Jiren also realized what was going on and quickly asked.

"Of course we're going to fight the Japanese devils," Huang Zurong replied with a smile.