December 29th, 1937, 5:30 PM:

In his office, Lieutenant General Heisuke Yanagawa, commander of the Japanese Central China Expeditionary Force's Tenth Army, waved a report in his hand.

He roared furiously, "Contact the 18th Division immediately! I want to know where the hell Sadao Ushijima is!"

Since noon, the Tenth Army had lost contact with the 18th Division. Radio calls went unanswered.

It had been four and a half hours since they last heard from the 18th Division.

This had never happened before.

A sense of foreboding filled Lieutenant General Yanagawa's heart: something had happened to the 18th Division!

But he refused to believe it.

He went to the operations command center, where a large group of staff officers and commanders were studying the battle situation in Deqing on a sand table.

Lieutenant General Yanagawa asked, "How is the sand table exercise progressing?"

His staff officer, Major General Moritake Tanabe, looked up, his eyes bloodshot, clearly lacking sleep.

Chief of Staff Tanabe pointed to Waishan with a baton and said, "We have carefully studied yesterday's battle at Waishan.

There are a few things we don't understand: why were the artillery of this unit, which calls itself the Special Operations Brigade, able to suppress an imperial artillery company?

Also, when did they get a unit that could gain the upper hand in close combat with the imperial warriors?

And how could an entire brigade's anti-aircraft guns shoot down twelve fighters in less than five minutes?"

What he really wanted to say was: this news is false.

But he couldn't say that now.

Because many foreign reporters had witnessed the battle at Waishan yesterday and even taken photos.

Reporter Yaken Suketoya was also present, and though he kept saying how cunning and dishonorable the Special Operations Brigade was, and how they had betrayed the good intentions of the imperial infantry battalion,

the foreign reporters' accounts were more convincing and unbiased.

It was because of these foreign reporters' words that, starting last night,

the Tenth Army's operations command center began studying all night: how did the Shiho Infantry Battalion lose this battle?

The Japanese are a nation that learns quickly; they only respect the strong and obey the strong.

The Special Operations Brigade only suddenly came into their view on the 26th.

These few days of fighting had made the entire Tenth Army realize: this is a formidable force.

There were no eyewitnesses to the previous battles, and not even a single survivor could be found.

But many reporters witnessed the Special Operations Brigade's battle at Waishan.

This provided an opportunity to study this elite force, and many articles about the brigade appeared in the newspapers of the 29th.

Chief of Staff Moritake Tanabe had specifically searched for all the newspapers of the day and collected all the news about the Special Operations Brigade.

He wanted to study this unit, find its weaknesses, and then strike a fatal blow.

He also wanted to review the Special Operations Brigade's battle at Waishan.

Chief of Staff Tian Liansheng said, "There is only one possibility! This unit is hiding a weapon we don't know about.

One that can guarantee every shot hits, that's how they were able to shoot down the empire's planes so easily."

Lieutenant General Yanagawa was a little impatient. "If we fought again, could the Shiho Battalion still win?"

"As long as we intercept the Special Operations Brigade's planes, we definitely can!" Chief of Staff Moritake Tanabe said confidently.

"Now, the 18th Division has been out of contact for four hours. Discuss what the possible causes might be."

Chief of Staff Moritake Tanabe replied without hesitation, "Radio malfunction!"

The staff officers around him remained silent.

"What are your opinions?" Yanagawa asked the other officers.

"The 18th Division must have encountered something particularly troublesome.

If the radio malfunctions, the division has backup radios to use,"

one staff officer said boldly.

Lieutenant General Yanagawa looked at the staff officer with encouraging eyes, prompting him to continue.

Staff Officer Iki Yamagata glanced at Chief of Staff Moritake Tanabe, seeing his expression was not good.

After all, his opinion differed from Tanabe's.

But now, there was an opportunity to perform in front of the corps commander, and Staff Officer Iki Yamagata did not want to give it up.

He organized his thoughts and paused before saying:

"From the battle at Waishan, it can be seen that the Special Operations Brigade's combat effectiveness is very strong.

And it can be inferred from many places that they are not just a few hundred people as the intelligence reports say.

Yaken Suketoya said that Battalion Commander Shiho had originally arranged an artillery company on Bald Head Mountain.

But they were driven back by two companies of the Special Operations Brigade.

A company sent to escort Commander Pu was also missing without a trace, and that Commander Pu only had less than a hundred soldiers when he transferred the wounded.

But when he led his team back to the Waishan battlefield, he also had two companies of troops.

There were anti-aircraft gun positions of the Special Operations Brigade on Waishan, and infantry resisted the Shiho Battalion's attack.

There was also an artillery unit in the distance that attacked the Shiho Battalion's artillery but never showed its face.

Calculating from these situations, the Special Operations Brigade deployed at least a regiment at Waishan.

More than fifteen hundred people.

Considering that they have just occupied Deqing, they will definitely send people to guard the county seat.

To prevent the 18th Division from rushing out of Mogan Mountain.

Therefore, I boldly estimate that the Special Operations Brigade in Deqing should have the actual strength of a brigade."

Staff Officer Iki Yamagata's words were really bold. Although the latter part was pure speculation,

the former part stated that a regiment of infantry, plus an anti-aircraft unit and an artillery unit of the Special Operations Brigade, participated in the battle at Waishan.

This conjecture was very tenable.

Lieutenant General Yanagawa clearly paid more attention to his speech.

He encouraged, "So, what is the current situation of the 18th Division?"

Staff Officer Iki Yamagata became somewhat inflated. He walked to the front of the sand table, his finger starting from Deqing County.

He said, "In any case, this Special Operations Brigade will not dare to stay in Deqing for long.

They are afraid of being surrounded here by the imperial army.

They will definitely go to Mogan Mountain as soon as possible, trying to return to Anji via this road.

They have heavy weapons such as anti-aircraft guns and artillery.

It is impossible to pass through the mountain roads.

They must and can only take this road to Mogan Mountain.

Coincidentally, the Motomu Takegawa Brigade of the 18th Division is here. They must have met and fought fiercely today."

Iki Yamagata didn't dare to say the rest.

He just wanted to show his talent, but he wasn't stupid.

Although Staff Officer Iki Yamagata didn't make it clear,

all the officers in the command center understood his implication.

Chief of Staff Moritake Tanabe looked at this staff officer whose opinion differed from his and questioned angrily:

"Who gave you the courage to arbitrarily believe that a brigade of the National Revolutionary Army can defeat a brigade of the empire?"

Iki Yamagata suddenly dared not speak.

Yanagawa frowned and looked at the others, "Do you have any other opinions?"

He didn't want to believe Staff Officer Iki Yamagata's speculation, even though Yanagawa himself already had this guess.

Even if the National Revolutionary Army had a brigade, it would only have more than three thousand people. It certainly wouldn't be a match for the imperial warriors with more than ten thousand soldiers, infantry, cavalry, and artillery, right?

Lieutenant General Yanagawa, hesitant and undecided, paused for a moment.

Finally, he asked, "If the Motomu Takegawa Brigade in Mogan Mountain encounters misfortune,

what should the 114th Division, which was sent to flank it from the front and rear, do?"

His words caused an uproar!

None of these Japanese officers had expected that the corps commander actually believed Staff Officer Iki Yamagata's words.

Seeing no one answered,

Yanagawa's gaze returned to Staff Officer Iki Yamagata.

Staff Officer Iki Yamagata could only bite the bullet and say, "Since the Special Operations Brigade can defeat the Motomu Takegawa Brigade once,

then it also has the ability to strike the regiment sent by the 114th Division in the same way.

Therefore, we must immediately withdraw the troops that have been sent out.

Just guard the area around Hangzhou.

There have always been many contradictions within the National Revolutionary Army.

As long as we don't provoke them, I believe the internal pressure on the Special Operations Brigade will become apparent.

When the empire seizes the opportunity to offer heavy profits, perhaps this unit can also be used by us."

Chief of Staff Moritake Tanabe was furious. "The warriors of the empire have always been fearless.

To retreat halfway.

What if they continue to attack Hangzhou?"

Yanagawa's eyes lit up. "If they really dare to do that, I will concentrate all my forces in Hangzhou and annihilate them."

Now Yanagawa's mentality finally calmed down: anyway, it was useless for the empire to occupy those small towns.

Let it be for the time being!

However, the regiment sent by the 114th Division had to be withdrawn quickly.

Lieutenant General Shigeharu Suematsu received the order to withdraw the regiment sent to Deqing overnight

and station it between Hangzhou and Deqing.

At this time, the Fifth War Area had reported the good news of the Special Operations Brigade's defeat of the Japanese 18th Division's Motomu Takegawa Brigade in the Mogan Mountain area to the Wuhan headquarters.

This time, Chiang Kai-shek finally paid attention to this unit again.

He had paid attention to this unit when it was still a special operations company.

He originally wanted to build this unit into the Central Army under his command.

As a result, Lin Fan engaged in that colored stuff in the team.

This made him very angry, so he stopped paying attention to this team.

Let the special operations company fend for itself!

What Chiang Kai-shek did not expect was that in just half a month,

Lin Fan had climbed up to the Fifth War Area and instantly became a banner in Gu Zhutong's hands.

This made Chiang Kai-shek as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly.

However, Li Zongren had been reaping a wave of praise at home and abroad these days with the Special Operations Brigade's achievements.

His popularity was unprecedentedly high. When vigorously promoting the Special Operations Brigade, the prefix "Fifth War Area" was always attached.

This made Chiang Kai-shek uncomfortable: the special operations company had also had many brilliant results when it was in his hands.

It was just that he took into account Lin Fan's political stance and deliberately did not promote it.

Now this Li Zongren completely disregarded these considerations and only wanted to increase his own prestige.

However, looking at the Special Operations Brigade's achievements, Chiang Kai-shek also felt a little emotional: this Lin Fan.

From his appearance at the Sihang Warehouse to now, two months,

he could already independently deal with a brigade of Japanese troops.

Was Lin Fan too strong, or were the Japanese becoming weak?

Of course, Chiang Kai-shek would never admit that his soldiers were not brave.

He would not admit that it was his command error, although he had admitted responsibility in the newspapers.

But this was not his true thought. Chiang Kai-shek always wanted to command operations

down to the regiment level.

If it were not impossible to command units below the regiment level, Chiang Kai-shek would want to take command himself.

In any case, the Fifth War Area's retreat after the Battle of Hangzhou did not suffer losses.

This gave the National Anti-Japanese United Front great confidence and encouragement.

Although the Battle of Hangzhou only lasted ten days from beginning to end, the proportions on both sides were comparable.

They had already achieved a one-to-one casualty ratio.

Later, the Tongsheng Special Operations Brigade suddenly emerged, annihilating more than 10,000 Japanese soldiers.

This suddenly reduced the casualty ratio to an exaggerated proportion of two Japanese casualties for every one National Revolutionary Army casualty.

The average people across the country did not yet understand what this meant.

But the people in the Wuhan headquarters understood this very well.

This meant that the Japanese combat effectiveness had declined sharply, and it also meant that the National Revolutionary Army's combat effectiveness had begun to increase.

At this time, it must be said that teams like the Special Operations Brigade had become increasingly numerous like bamboo shoots after a spring rain since the official start of the national anti-Japanese war.

Among them were local troops from warlords in various places, and even more so the party that Chiang Kai-shek regarded as a scourge.

Their teams grew particularly rapidly in battle, and in just a few months, they had become an indispensable force on the battlefield.

This made Chiang Kai-shek both happy and fearful.

What he was happy about, of course, was that the growth of such teams meant that the anti-Japanese war would eventually be won.

What he was more afraid of was: after these teams drove away the Japanese, how would he be able to suppress them?

The officers in the Wuhan headquarters saw the National Revolutionary Army's advantages in the Battle of Hangzhou.

Their suppressed fighting spirit over these days had also erupted.

In any case, the Special Operations Brigade's combat plan had never been reported to the Wuhan headquarters.

It didn't matter much when they were just a company.

Now they were a fully formed brigade, and the Wuhan headquarters knew where each subordinate regiment was stationed.

When asked about the Special Operations Brigade's combat objectives, the Fifth War Area still didn't know.

Anyway, apart from the results, the Fifth War Area's understanding of the Special Operations Brigade was no more than the Wuhan headquarters.

This made the General Staff Department here in Wuhan a little flustered.

A particularly outstanding and capable team had emerged.

But no one knew exactly how many people were in this team?

However, this did not affect the Wuhan headquarters' assignment of tasks to this unit: attack Hangzhou!

This was not a decision made on a whim.

It was something that Wuhan had considered carefully: since the Special Operations Brigade could occupy Deqing, then it should be able to take Hangzhou as well!

And this time, there were also three main divisions that had just retreated from the Battle of Hangzhou to provide assistance.

After receiving the war plan and war orders issued by Wuhan in Deqing, Lin Fan

was immediately stunned!

Were people so easily inflated now?

The Special Operations Brigade had only just won a few small victories, and at most, it had only knocked out half of the combat effectiveness of the Japanese 18th Division.

The Japanese Tenth Army in Hangzhou still had the 114th Division, the 6th Division, and the other brigade of the 18th Division, as well as the division's directly subordinate war artillery regiment, etc.

Although the Special Operations Brigade had eliminated more than 10,000 Japanese soldiers these days, at most, it had only annihilated half of the combat effectiveness of the 18th Division.

Under these circumstances, he was ordered to attack Hangzhou!

"This is a reckless order!" Lin Fan said to Liu Ziqian when he received the message.

"Send a telegram! Kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred of our own!

The Special Operations Brigade has suffered huge casualties in the battles against the 18th Division these days.

The continuous combat has consumed a large amount of ammunition. Now the Special Operations Brigade needs to replenish 3,000 105mm howitzer shells and 3,000 150mm cannon shells.

15,000 rounds of various mortar shells.

5,000 75mm howitzer shells, one million rounds of ammunition.

Ten tons of explosives, one hundred tons each of diesel and gasoline!

Need to replenish 3,000 soldiers!

In addition, we need to replenish 30 tanks and 30 aircraft.

When the supplies arrive, the entire brigade will definitely fight the Japanese to the death."

Liu Ziqian couldn't help but curl her lips when she saw that Lin Fan wrote that he needed to replenish 3,000 soldiers: This time when Deqing was captured,

Although the Special Operations Brigade also had casualties, it was less than two hundred in total.

But it had incorporated Zhou Tonghai's puppet army brigade of more than a thousand people.

Not only had the number of soldiers not decreased, but it had actually increased.

If Liu Ziqian knew that in Changxing, there was another team of nearly 2,000 puppet soldiers waiting to be incorporated into the various regiments,

she would be even more surprised.

Even with the seizures of the Special Operations Brigade that she had seen these days,

she always felt that Lin Fan was lying, although she had no evidence.

After all, the Special Operations Brigade had completely annihilated so many Japanese soldiers and seized so many weapons and ammunition.

If they were all converted into money, it would be a large sum of money.

Even if it was used to exchange for the materials on the list that Lin Fan had drawn up, it would be able to exchange for a lot.

Like the seven radios she had repaired,

it seemed that it was repaired under Lin Fan's guidance, but that was not important.

What was important was that the seven radios and the tanks, although they were broken, each tank was worth two million.

The seven radios that were removed from the tanks were worth at least one million.

And the many artillery pieces that were seized were worth at least tens of thousands each.

In short, Liu Ziqian felt that she had followed a good patron this time.

A patron who only did profitable deals.

When Lin Fan's telegram reached the Fifth War Area and the Wuhan headquarters,

Li Zongren glanced at it, thought for a while, and felt that it made sense!

Judging from the mouths of the 66th and 83rd Armies, as well as the reports from the transport planes he had sent to transport troops to the Special Operations Brigade these days,

the Special Operations Brigade's operations did indeed rely heavily on artillery.

It was normal for so many shells to be consumed.

As for the bullets, tanks, and planes, it was indeed necessary.

Especially tanks and planes, things were different when there was one.

If both were available, Li Zongren wanted to say: I can also fight back to Hangzhou.

It was just that he was very busy now. The Fifth War Area was managing too much. These days, the Japanese were already clamoring to open up the Tianjin-Pukou Railway.

Now that the war in Hangzhou had come to an end, his main focus had to change.

Li Zhongren had obtained intelligence on the Special Operations Brigade's combat methods from the people he had planted.

He could say with certainty that Lin Fan's list was still true.

Among the reporters who went to Deqing this time, some were specifically arranged by him.

Of course, Li Zongren also knew that he was definitely not the only one who had planted personnel among those reporters.

No one would turn a blind eye to such a capable team.

In any case, it was good to send someone in to find out the details of this team first.

If they could learn the reason why the Special Operations Brigade was so capable of fighting, it would be even more worthwhile.

Some of the news that the reporters had obtained had not been sent back yet.

Those that could be sent back had been checked by the Special Operations Brigade.

But the people Li Zhongren sent over were different; the information was sent back the same day.

The reason was simple: there was a transport plane returning from Deqing.

After receiving the list reported by Lin Fan, the Wuhan headquarters no longer mentioned the attack on Hangzhou.

Such a configuration had not even been achieved by the Central Army.

Rather than arming the Special Operations Brigade, it was better to arm his most trusted subordinates!

Chiang Kai-shek just cursed a few "damn it!" and no longer insisted.

The Special Operations Brigade was completely raised in a free-range manner. The supplies issued to this team by the National Revolutionary Army were only issued for two months based on documents in Nanjing.

Qian Youcai had privately pre-paid six months' worth of supplies.

However, those supplies were given according to the establishment of a company.

In fact, the Special Operations Brigade had a full regiment of troops at that time.

Even now that Lin Fan had completed the military orders he had made with the Fifth War Area,

neither Commander Li Zongren of the Fifth War Area nor Principal Chiang Kai-shek of the Wuhan headquarters had considered sending supplies to this team.

In Principal Chiang Kai-shek's view, giving Lin Fan the establishment of a brigade was already a very big reward.

This was equivalent to admitting that the team led by Lin Fan was also a regular army.

Today, when Lin Fan contacted northern Shaanxi, he also received two good news: he had requested to replenish experienced organizational personnel, and the northern Shaanxi side had prepared more than 300 people.

These people had all been assembled and were ready to depart at any time.

More than 300 people had also been prepared in the southern Anhui direction.

The more than 300 people in the southern Anhui direction had already departed.

All the places they passed along the way were the territory of the National Revolutionary Army, and their safety was relatively guaranteed.

The personnel in the northern Shaanxi direction had not yet departed. The 1,000-kilometer journey required careful arrangements.

Lin Fan inquired in detail about the conditions of the airport in northern Shaanxi. He decided to use planes to pick those people up.

Now that the Special Operations Brigade had occupied many places, the local governance had not yet begun.

Tonight, a transport plane from the Fifth War Area would come to Deqing to send the wounded to Jurong.

Lin Fan thought: after the plane arrived in Jurong, it would go to northern Shaanxi.

Anyway, all the places he had occupied were between the Japanese and the Fifth War Area.

It completely gave the Fifth War Area a buffer zone.

Strengthening the governance of these areas was also beneficial to the Fifth War Area.

However, Lin Fan would certainly not say that this was a group of cadres for governing the local area.

Lin Fan only said that they were soldiers who had been replenished.

The journey from Jurong to northern Shaanxi was more than 1,000 kilometers.

Such a flight was different from flying within the area occupied by the Special Operations Brigade, where some private goods could be carried without reporting to the Fifth War Area.

Such a long journey tonight had to be reported.

Lin Fan said that he wanted to bring a group of combat personnel from northern Shaanxi to replenish the lost soldiers

in order to better fight the Japanese next time.

This reason was quite strong!

When Li Zongren saw that this was the reason, he immediately agreed.

The fighting power of the soldiers in northern Shaanxi was obvious to the entire National Revolutionary Army.

A team that could traverse 25,000 kilometers and still be united,

every soldier was a veteran who had experienced hundreds of battles.

It could be said that every one of these soldiers was a king of soldiers.

Lin Fan's ability to poach hundreds of people from there also strengthened the Fifth War Area's strength and weakened the strength of northern Shaanxi.

This was a good thing with no harm!

After obtaining the approval of the Fifth War Area, Lin Fan immediately telegraphed to the northern Shaanxi direction: "Intend to follow the transport plane to northern Shaanxi tonight to pick up people."

Lin Fan thought of the upcoming difficulties and the scarcity of weapons and ammunition in northern Shaanxi.

He regretted not leaving the equipment he had seized these days in Deqing.

Tens of thousands of Type 38 rifles were all between Mogan Mountain and Anji.

However, Lin Fan had a way. He telegraphed Li Xian, informing him that he was preparing to follow the plane sending the wounded tonight

to northern Shaanxi, and asked him to prepare 10,000 rifles, 100 heavy machine guns, 300 light machine guns, and 100 mortars.

One million rounds of ammunition and 3,000 shells.

10,000 sets of clothing, protective gear, and shoes.

This was the first time he was going to the holy land, and Lin Fan was embarrassed not to bring more supplies.

Li Xian certainly agreed with both hands to Lin Fan's requests.

He also wanted to go with him.

Lin Fan sternly refused. The two chief officers had to leave one to guard the home.

Li Desheng did not expect Lin Fan to come and pick people up by transport plane.

Although the specific time had not been set, it also meant that it was tonight.

He had a very strong curiosity about this Lin Fan who had returned from Germany and was focused on fighting the war.

Although the results of the organization's investigation into Lin Fan had not yet come out: everything before the Sihang Warehouse was blank.

He seemed to have suddenly appeared at the Sihang Warehouse.

He said that he had returned from Germany, but none of the international freighters and passenger ships had found such a passenger as Lin Fan.

Of course, Lin Fan's identity was kept secret, and all investigations were conducted secretly.

Maybe the ship he was on had already left the port.

Everything had to wait for the results of the investigation in Germany.

No matter what Lin Fan's past was, at least from his performance these days, he was a staunch member of the organization.

He implemented teachers who specialized in ideological work in the team, not only doing ideological work,

but also popularizing culture to all soldiers. This inspired Li Desheng greatly.

Popularizing literacy to the entire population, starting with me, was a major event that benefited the present and benefited the future.

Li Desheng once jokingly said that Lin Fan, this little friend, would definitely be recorded in history if he had been in ancient times

for popularizing literacy to the entire army.

Tonight, this little friend would come to northern Shaanxi.

Li Desheng couldn't wait to see with his own eyes whether this Lin Fan had three heads and six arms.

He and his partners who were fighting together for the future of the entire country also wanted to see what kind of person this Lin Fan was.

Li Desheng said with a smile, "This little friend Lin is not simple.

All the guys in the organization will go to pick him up.

I don't think this treatment would be much different even if Mr. Chiang came."

Zhou Enlai said with a smile, "This is different! Little friend Lin is returning to his mother's home.

Of course, we, as his family, have to be more enthusiastic.

Let's take a good look at what this distant traveler looks like."

Today, the Special Operations Brigade seized two more radios from the headquarters of the 18th Division.

The manuscripts that the reporters wanted to send out finally did not have to wait for Lin Fan to send them out before starting.

These reporters were lining up outside Liu Ziqian's communications camp.

Lin Fan instructed: these reporters were all high-income people.

Liu Ziqian understood: "These people have money, they are marks!

We can charge them a lot!"

However, she was still very professional and charged according to the prevailing price in big cities, one dollar for every ten words.

Punctuation marks were counted as two words.

Such a price was indeed reasonable, and none of the reporters felt that the price was too high.

At 5:30 in the afternoon, the vanguard of the 82nd Division arrived.

In fact, the 82nd Division had been paying attention to Deqing all these days.

They had long known that Deqing was in the hands of the Special Operations Brigade.

They just didn't contact the Special Operations Brigade, fearing that after exposure, the Special Operations Brigade would encounter difficulties and ask them for help,

thereby being targeted by the Japanese.

Hu Mingde personally led the headquarters of the 82nd Division into Deqing.

He thanked Lin Fan in person for being able to take in the wounded.

A combat team, if it marched with the wounded, would of course greatly slow down the marching speed.

Now, without the burden of the wounded,

the 82nd Division would be able to pass through Mogan Mountain and arrive in Anji in one day.

Seeing the 82nd Division's eagerness to return,

Lin Fan did not keep this team for long, but only told them one sentence: if you encounter soldiers from the Special Operations Brigade on the way and they ask who you are,

answer: Ultraman!

When they ask who the Special Operations Brigade is, they will answer: Optimus Prime!

Anyone who answers incorrectly is definitely not one of us.

Lin Fan believed that no one would know these two terms that he had brought from later generations.

The 82nd Division dropped off the wounded and immediately set off along the road.

They wanted to get through here as soon as possible and return to Ningguo early.

Deqing was too dangerous.

There was a possibility of fighting the Japanese at any time!

With this understanding, the 82nd Division would of course set off overnight.

Last time, they were only a few hours late, and they were stopped here by the Japanese 18th Division.

They would never make the same mistake again.

These wounded were directly settled next to the airport runway outside Deqing City.

The dozens of doctors and nurses that Lin Fan had recruited in Deqing had already prepared.

As soon as the wounded arrived, the doctors and nurses began to examine them.

Wen Yushan was a company commander of the 82nd Division, but he had been shot in the thigh in the battle.

Unfortunately, the bullet was stuck in the bone. These days,

the bullet always caused trouble, and when his thigh hurt, Wen Yushan wanted to cut off his thigh.

But no matter how painful he was, the 82nd Division was hiding in the mountains and forests, and there were no doctors or medicine available.

All he could do was wrap the wound with cloth strips.

Four days had passed, and the wound had become inflamed, red, and swollen.

Even in winter, Wen Yushan could smell the stench coming from his thigh.

When he was carried onto the operating table,

a female nurse neatly took off his pants.

Looking at the cloth strips he had wrapped around the wound, she carefully unwrapped them.

After discovering that it was red, swollen, and oozing yellow pus,

she couldn't help but say a lot in surprise.

Although Wen Yushan couldn't understand what she was saying, he could be sure that this woman was Japanese.

Frightened, he struggled to sit up, reached out and grabbed the nurse, wanting to kill her.

This situation was not the first time it had happened. In order to protect these doctors and nurses,

the Special Operations Brigade had left two soldiers in the operating room.

The two soldiers protecting these doctors and nurses each reached out and controlled the struggling Wen Yushan.

They also explained, "These doctors and nurses are now members of the Special Operations Brigade.

You can't touch them."

"She's Japanese!" Wen Yushan maintained his last bit of stubbornness.

"We captured them. Do you know how much sacrifice the brigade commander made to get them to agree to come with us?

We used more than 300 Japanese wounded to exchange for their surrender." Wen Yushan stopped speaking and lay down again. In any case, he would not apologize.

He would never apologize to this Japanese woman.

After being frightened by Wen Yushan, this Japanese woman seemed to be a little rougher.

Wen Yushan's body was trembling when she cleaned his wound.

The Special Operations Brigade soldier next to him reached out and handed over a pine stick: "Brother! Bite this.

There is too little anesthetic now, and it has to be saved for people who need major surgery.

You can only use this, brother."

Biting a pine stick of course could not anesthetize, but it could prevent the wounded from breaking their teeth.

After this nurse finished cleaning the wound, a doctor came in.

He skillfully put a pair of tweezers into Wen Yushan's thigh wound.

After stirring it for a while, he finally took out the hateful bullet

and threw it into the plate, making a crisp sound.

At this time, Wen Yushan had already passed out.

After calmly observing the red and swollen area of his wound, the doctor said something

and stitched Wen Yushan up directly.

Another wounded was replaced on the operating table.

People who had undergone surgery like Wen Yushan were carried to the other side to rest.

Wen Yushan's was already considered the simplest surgery.

Jiang Xiujie had been shot in the chest by a bullet, but it had not penetrated through the other side.

He needed to have an X-ray taken before surgery could be performed.

This could only be done after arriving in Jurong.

Xie Hao had a penetrating wound on his arm, which had already begun to heal.

He only needed to apply some medicine and change the bandage.

All the work was proceeding in an orderly manner.

The reporters were seeing such a large-scale operating room for the first time.

There were a total of fifty operating tables, where nurses were doing the initial cleaning of wounds and preparing for surgery.

The doctors were walking through each operating table, completing one before going to the next.

Lin Fan looked at these doctors and nurses and felt a little emotional: with such qualities,

it was still worth the Special Operations Brigade exchanging for these doctors and nurses with more than 300 Japanese wounded.

At 8:30, the bonfires on both sides of the runway were lit again.

Fifteen minutes later, five transport planes landed smoothly.

These pilots had been here for three consecutive nights.

They were already familiar with this place.

However, they were still a little shocked to see the more than 300 wounded being transported this time.

The Special Operations Brigade's ability to take the initiative to undertake the transportation and treatment of these wounded

fully illustrated the purity of this team: at this time, the medicines used for the wounded were more expensive than gold.

The Special Operations Brigade's willingness to receive these wounded was truly selfless.

Tonight, they would fly these wounded to Jurong

and then fly to northern Shaanxi to pick up people.

The pilots, including Jing Mingda, also got off the plane to stretch their legs.

The officers and soldiers of the Special Operations Brigade had no defenses against these pilots at all.

The reporters who had been waiting here all surrounded them and chatted enthusiastically with the pilots.

Lin Fan did not stop this situation, and even did not let the soldiers pay attention to these people's actions.

He knew that this was a good opportunity for some people to pass on information.

It was just that the Special Operations Brigade's actions were only kept secret from the Japanese now.

Internally, there was nothing that needed to be kept secret.

All of Lin Fan's actions now were open plots, just like picking up people today.

He openly brought people from northern Shaanxi.

Of course, this was also based on the Special Operations Brigade's many achievements these days.

Without achievements, the telegram that the Special Operations Brigade sent to the Fifth War Area, Commander Li Zongren was afraid that he would not even be willing to give instructions.

Strength! At any time, you have to rely on strength to speak.

More than 300 wounded were quickly sent on the plane.

These wounded had long been numbered, and it had been planned in advance which plane each person would board.

Lin Fan also boarded the plane.

During the time he was away, the command of the Special Operations Brigade in the Deqing direction would be in the hands of Chen Sichuan.

Lin Fan also brought a radio when he boarded the plane.

This was so that he could contact the outside world in case of an emergency.

He had thought of everything he could think of.

The plane took off from Deqing and landed in Jurong half an hour later.

Li Xian had prepared a large number of supplies here.

The wounded were carried off the plane, and Jiang Xiujie, who needed a photo for surgery, was immediately sent over.

Doctors and nurses had already prepared.

Those wounded who had already undergone surgery were transported as the second batch.

After these wounded got off the plane,

teams of soldiers immediately carried the bundled weapons onto the plane, one bundle at a time.

Although the order that Jing Mingda and the other pilots had received was to send the wounded from Deqing over,

and then take off from here and go directly to northern Shaanxi to pick up people and return to Jurong,

there was no item to transport weapons