Today's battle went too smoothly.

After receiving the good news, Commander Deng's face immediately lit up. He immediately sent someone to deliver the message to the command post.

He spurred his warhorse to the battlefield where the fighting had just ended.

Of the teams here, there was no need to mention the Special Operations Company: they only won battles!

The Sixty-sixth Army and his Eighty-third Army were truly brothers in arms.

Both teams were transferred from Guangdong and entered the Nanjing battlefield at the same time.

They had fought a beautiful battle this morning, capturing Chunhua and wiping out five thousand Japanese soldiers who had come out of Nanjing.

Commander Deng Longguang was very envious of such results.

He wanted his team to have a result that he could be proud of.

Otherwise, he would be embarrassed to go back to his hometown.

Now, it was good: with the results of capturing six thousand puppet soldiers and eliminating two hundred Japanese soldiers, he could show it off no matter what.

Commander Deng ordered, "Announce the news of the great victory to the entire army!"

Immediately, soldiers ran out shouting.

In fact, at this time, all the officers and soldiers of the Eighty-third Army deployed in this direction knew:

Their team had just won a great victory, killing two hundred Japanese soldiers and capturing six thousand puppet soldiers.

The faces of the Eighty-third Army soldiers suddenly became radiant.

They didn't care what the combat effectiveness of the captured puppet soldiers was; the fact that they could capture six thousand people in one battle was a great victory.

Commander Deng Longguang looked at the expressions of the soldiers, which were obviously different from this morning.

From his command post to the front line was less than three kilometers. The warhorse ran there in less than ten minutes.

Commander Deng looked at Division Commander Li Jiang from afar, raised his whip and laughed: "Li Jiang! Well done!

You have brought out the momentum of our Eighty-third Army!"

The soldiers of the entire 156th Division heard the commander's affirmation, and each of them stood even more spirited.

The flustered expressions they had when they came out of Nanjing City were now completely gone.

Commander Deng Longguang just glanced at the puppet soldiers from afar on the highway.

He ran directly to the section where the Japanese soldiers died to check: when he saw the Japanese corpses lying scattered on this section of road less than one hundred meters long.

The blood flowing from under these Japanese soldiers had stained the entire road red.

Each Japanese soldier had several wounds bleeding on their body.

He smiled and thanked Gong Boyi and the others from the Special Operations Company: "Thank you, brothers of the Special Operations Company!

You have made the greatest contribution in this battle!"

Gong Boyi quickly said modestly: "We just did what we should do!

As long as it's about fighting the Japanese, we are duty-bound!"

The soldiers of the Special Operations Company studied every night, and they heard these great principles every day.

Gong Boyi thought it was very good!

Commander Deng saw that Gong Boyi and the others had stripped off the Japanese soldiers' uniforms again, and asked strangely, "Do you always do this after fighting the Japanese?"

"Yes! The company commander said that our country is not yet rich, so we should take off these Japanese soldiers' clothes and leather shoes.

We can give them to the common people to wear!

The satchels and bedding used by these Japanese soldiers can still be used."

Commander Deng was speechless: when the Special Operations Company was generous, cannons, machine guns, horse meat, and flatbread were all being sent out.

But when cleaning the battlefield, they were so stingy that they even took off the clothes from the Japanese soldiers' corpses.

This change was too great!

He pointed to the pile of puppet soldiers: "If you capture so many prisoners, what will you do?"

Gong Boyi said without thinking, "Keep them and let them fight the Japanese!"

Commander Deng hesitated for a moment: "What if they don't want to?"

"Then we'll do ideological work. These people followed the Japanese and became puppet soldiers just to earn a living.

We'll just give them a living." Gong Boyi said easily.

Commander Deng suddenly felt that this little soldier from the Special Operations Company was not a big official, but his tone was not small.

However, he did not dwell on these trivial matters, and came to Platoon Leader Ning and praised their reconnaissance platoon greatly.

He encouraged them to continue their efforts and ordered Platoon Leader Ning to lead the reconnaissance platoon to continue reconnaissance in the direction of Tianwang Temple.

Originally, according to the four-party meeting of the Eighty-third Army, the Sixty-sixth Army, the Special Operations Company, and the Li Ba Company.

At this time, the Eighty-third Army needed to attack Tianwang Temple.

However, Commander Deng still wanted to wait a little longer. He wanted to wait for the two disguised regiments to return here.

In this way, the Eighty-third Army would have four regiments with good weapons and equipment. Even if they encountered a Japanese battalion, they could fight a good battle.

The National Revolutionary Army in this era was not unable to fight, nor was its fighting will insufficient.

It was just that their weapons were too far behind the Japanese.

With planes overhead, the Japanese could see all the deployments clearly.

And they had cannons to bombard the targets they saw. How could the soldiers fight?

Today, in this place, Commander Deng certainly knew that the Special Operations Company had shot down the Japanese plane.

Without the help of the planes, the combat effectiveness of the Japanese had dropped significantly.

At least it had decreased by 50%.

Lin Fan, Ye Zhao, and Taishi Hongyang in Chunhua received the battle report of the great victory of the Eighty-third Army:

Two hundred Japanese soldiers were eliminated, six thousand puppet soldiers were captured, and more than four hundred carts of grain and two hundred carts of ammunition were seized.

Seeing such a battle report, Commander Ye Zhao and Chief of Staff Taishi Hongyang breathed a sigh of relief.

After the Japanese soldiers who came from Nanjing were wiped out in the Chunhua direction.

The two of them were worried about the Tianwang Temple direction.

After all, in that direction, there was only the team of the Eighty-third Army.

Now that they saw that the Japanese soldiers who came from Tianwang Temple had been wiped out, they were naturally relieved.

Not to mention, there was also grain.

The National Revolutionary Army in Jurong had nearly 30,000 people, and there were so many warhorses and mules. The daily consumption of people and horses was not small.

Now that there were four hundred carts of grain, it at least solved the big problem of eating.

Lin Fan was also a little worried about blocking the Japanese.

Although he had two plans, on the battlefield, until the final conclusion.

No one knew the final result.

Now two groups of Japanese soldiers had been wiped out.

This was a good thing!

Lin Fan had decided to incorporate all three hundred puppet soldiers in Chunhua.

He wanted to turn these puppet soldiers into his own soldiers, and now the other side had actually sent over six thousand puppet soldiers.

This made Lin Fan a little frightened: how could he subdue so many soldiers?

Just let them go back like this? They would still go back to being puppet soldiers.

Lin Fan knew something about these people. After all, only a few of them were completely bad to the core.

Most of them just drifted with the tide and made a living.

Just now, he had tested Commander Ye of the Sixty-sixth Army, and he was unwilling to follow him at all.

If he wanted to establish a base, he still had to have his own team.

Political power grows out of the barrel of a gun!

This truth had long become a famous saying in the era when Lin Fan studied.

Of course, he knew it very well.

The Special Operations Company had seized too many guns during these days.

It was just that there were not so many soldiers to carry guns.

Whatever they wanted, the Japanese soldiers would send them over.

These Japanese soldiers were really a good transportation team for the Special Operations Company!

Lin Fan had decided to go and see those puppet soldiers immediately. To reorganize six thousand people in wartime.

This was somewhat risky.

He believed in himself!

Regarding the place of Chunhua, Lin Fan discussed with Company Commander Li Zhize and asked:

"Company Commander Li! You assisted in the attack on Chunhua, and now the task is completed.

You can retreat!

There is a new task. You will cooperate with the Eighty-third Army to go to Tianwang Temple, capture and hold it."

Company Commander Li immediately replied: "Yes!"

Lin Fan liked Company Commander Li's attitude so much.

Company Commander Li had also just heard that the Eighty-third Army had wiped out all the Japanese soldiers who came from Tianwang Temple.

The puppet soldiers had been captured, and Tianwang Temple at this time was very easy to capture.

It was just holding it that tested people.

However, Company Commander Li also knew from Lin Fan's analysis yesterday:

The main force of the Japanese army was now concentrated in Nanjing and the cities around Nanjing.

In fact, on the route from Nanjing to Shanghai, which was hundreds of kilometers long, there were not many Japanese soldiers.

They only sent two hundred Japanese soldiers over, which showed that the Japanese army's forces were stretched thin.

Otherwise, they would not have sent so many puppet soldiers over.

It was just that what the Japanese soldiers who sent these puppet soldiers did not expect was:

The puppet soldiers were just mud that could not be supported, and they surrendered without even firing a shot.

Lin Fan said to Commander Ye Zhao:

"I will still leave the Fifth Squad here in Chunhua. The Sixty-sixth Army will strengthen the defense here.

Prepare to meet the next attack from the Japanese army.

The Japanese army has suffered a great loss this time, and the team they send next time will not be so easy to fight."

Commander Ye Zhao thought for a while: "I will leave all the two regiments that were just re-equipped.

There will be a division of troops here.

And leave the remaining troops in Jurong as a reserve team, ready to reinforce at any time.

Or the team on the Chunhua side is ready to retreat at any time!"

Lin Fan nodded:

"It's certainly good to have a division here.

The grain supplies seized in Chunhua are also just right for you to use here.

If the Japanese army is really too strong, retreat immediately!

The heavy artillery will cover you."

Commander Ye Zhao looked at the observation balloon still in the sky and felt much more at ease.

After arranging this place, Lin Fan took the anti-aircraft guns and hurried to Jurong.

Commander Ye Zhao still followed Lin Fan.

Until they reached Jurong, the First and Second Squads of the Special Operations Company had occupied most of the territory of Jurong.

The anti-aircraft guns that followed Lin Fan could finally pass through without having to build bridges through the wilderness.

The Special Operations Company controlled the highways from Jurong to all directions.

This made Lin Fan very happy, and he immediately ordered the Fifth Squad's motorcade to drive to Chunhua immediately.

There were too many seized materials in the Chunhua direction that needed to be pulled back.

Those gold and silver treasures that were still being cleared also needed to be transported back.

The messenger sent by Chen Sichuan also rushed over to report to Lin Fan:

They had captured the Japanese army's material and equipment warehouse, which contained many weapons, ammunition, grain, and other things.

There were also weapons they had never seen before.

Lin Fan could only let the First Squad temporarily send a few people to guard it. He had to deal with the six thousand puppet soldiers first.

He had only walked less than two hundred meters.

Xiao Dongbei sent someone to ask for instructions: "Several hundred Japanese soldiers have been captured, what should we do?"

Lin Fan had not yet walked out of Jurong Town at this time.

"Wasn't there an order not to capture them?" Lin Fan said to Song Jin, who came to report.

Commander Ye Zhao and Chief of Staff Taishi Hongyang, who were traveling with Lin Fan, heard the words "do not capture!"

They immediately understood what this meant and were thinking: how much does the Special Operations Company hate the Japanese soldiers!

Song Jin said helplessly: "Company commander! These Japanese soldiers are different. Most of them are women!"

Lin Fan's face turned cold: "Female Japanese soldiers are also Japanese soldiers! Don't you know that women are tigers?"

Song Jin continued: "Company commander, these female Japanese soldiers are nurses and doctors, and those male Japanese soldiers are also doctors.

The Japanese army has no one left, so they sent doctors and nurses up as infantry.

After we beat them up and killed dozens of Japanese soldiers.

The remaining hundreds of Japanese soldiers all surrendered."

Hearing that they were doctors and nurses, and they had surrendered voluntarily!

Lin Fan's eyes lit up: "These are treasures!"

He was no longer in a hurry to incorporate the six thousand puppet soldiers and immediately turned around and walked: "Go and see these nurses first."

He said to Ji Wudi beside him: "From now on, you will be the squad leader of the medical squad of the Special Operations Company.

Those doctors and nurses are all your soldiers. You have to manage them well.

You are the Eleventh Squad.

Our Special Operations Company is going to build a field hospital. When we establish a base.

This hospital will not only treat the soldiers, but also treat ordinary people."

The people around him all looked at this company commander who changed his face in the blink of an eye.

How snobbish!

Ji Wudi still wanted to struggle: "I don't want to be a squad leader!"

The meaning of this sentence was a little too much.

Lin Fan glared at her: "You know how much the Special Operations Company needs doctors and nurses.

In the entire Special Operations Company, there are only four of us who can speak Japanese,

If you don't go, I don't go, then it's up to Jiahen and Guochou to go.

Can Guochou, a teenager, go?

Can Jiahen, a little girl, go?"

Ji Wudi: "They can't go, I'm also a girl, I'm not going!"

Lin Fan could only stop and said to Commander Ye Zhao and Chief of Staff Taishi: "I'll do some ideological work for her alone."

He took Ji Wudi to the side, where no one could hear, and he said:

"I don't need to tell you how important doctors and nurses are in a team.

You know it yourself.

Those Japanese soldiers only speak Japanese.

I have to manage the entire company, so many people, I definitely can't spare the time.

Jiahen and Wudi are still too young, and their minds are not as mature as yours.

It's easy to be seduced by others, and that will hurt them.

You are different, you are not afraid of seduction, so it's most suitable to manage them!"

Ji Wudi blushed: "I..."

"Who doesn't know your thoughts?

It's precisely because of this that you're not afraid of temptation!"

"Do you know?" Ji Wudi finally asked.

"I know! But until the Japanese soldiers are driven out, I can't think about these things.

It's difficult to have both family and country, and the gentle village is the hero's tomb!" Lin Fan finally played a sentimental card today.

Sure enough, Ji Wudi blushed, lowered her head, and said softly: "I'll go!"

When the two of them walked back together, everyone looked at Ji Wudi's still rosy face and knew that Lin Fan's ideological work had been successful.

These doctors of the Tenth Army Field Hospital, who were arranged by Captain Mae-no-Sono Sota to guard the Jurong warehouse:

They put down their scalpels and picked up their Type 38 rifles.

These professional nurses also put down the needles in their hands and tried their best to hold up the Type 38 rifles that were handed out.

Their field hospital here was not only the military hospital of the Tenth Army,

But it concentrated all the medical teams belonging to the various divisions under the Tenth Army in Jurong.

This was a special initiative made by Commander Heisuke Yanagawa in order to concentrate the use of medical resources.

The commander's initiative did indeed allow the wounded of the entire Tenth Army to receive much better treatment.

Jurong was not far from the battlefield, and the wounded were given a little first aid on the battlefield and immediately transferred here.

They could immediately receive the best doctors and medical care.

The wounded and various divisions praised this greatly.

If it were not for Lin Fan and his National Revolutionary Army team being determined to capture Jurong, this model would definitely have been promoted.

Just now, when Liu Laopao's Second Squad was attacking, they found that the Japanese soldiers in front were crowded together.

It was obviously the main force of the Japanese army!

They immediately increased the firepower suppression of this team, with heavy machine guns, infantry guns, and mortars all going up.

As a result, as soon as the firepower was increased, several white coats propped up with bayonets were raised on the opposite side.

Yuta Kamisuryu was the director of the field hospital established by the Tenth Army in Jurong.

He was very dissatisfied when he was assigned to combat personnel.

As an old man who was already fifty years old, he only wanted to be a doctor, not a butcher.

But after being forced to pick up a rifle, he had to resign himself to lurking in the yard.

When these people saw the National Revolutionary Army soldiers rushing up, the hands that could steadily cut open muscles and suture skin with a scalpel

Could not help but tremble.

When the shells thrown by the opposite side killed his colleagues around him, Director Yuta Kamisuryu could no longer bear it

He immediately ordered: "Surrender!"

In the eyes of Director Yuta Kamisuryu: fighting was a matter for soldiers, these people were just doctors!

Even so, in the wave of attacks just now, hundreds of his doctors and nurses were also killed or wounded.

When Lin Fan rushed to their place, these doctors and nurses were giving their wounded colleagues operations.

Lin Fan walked in and asked in Japanese, "Who is in charge here?"

Director Yuta Kamisuryu stood up: "I am!"

Looking at the old man in front of him, Lin Fan smiled and said, "I have always believed that the hands that hold a scalpel should not hold a gun."

One sentence was agreed by Director Yuta Kamisuryu: "I also think so."

Lin Fan said with a smile: "Look, we have reached the first consensus.

I believe that doctors only have patients in their eyes, regardless of nationality, skin color, or status!"

Director Yuta Kamisuryu almost wanted to hug the National Revolutionary Army officer in front of him and shout that he had found a soulmate.

He nodded repeatedly: "Yes! Yes! Doctors should be like this!"

Lin Fan said: "Very good! We have a second consensus!

We also have wounded who need treatment!"

Director Yuta Kamisuryu immediately said: "Happy to serve!"

Lin Fan continued: "Now you are our prisoners. Our policy is to treat prisoners well."

Director Yuta Kamisuryu understood the situation of himself and these people, and could only nod awkwardly, but no longer spoke.

Seeing that he did not argue, Lin Fan said downward: "Therefore, I have sent someone to manage you.

As long as you don't escape! Your lives can be guaranteed.

If you help treat the wounded, kindness will be rewarded with kindness."

"For example?" Director Yuta Kamisuryu asked nervously.

"For example, your life will be the same as our soldiers, and even the standards can be improved.

Your customs will be respected, your property will be protected, and your labor will be rewarded." Lin Fan said in one breath.

Director Yuta Kamisuryu said with a wry smile: "When can we go back?"

He was very nervous when he said this, and all the doctors and nurses in the yard nervously looked at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan said with a smile: "I am an honest soldier, not a lying politician.

My answer is: when we drive the Japanese soldiers out, you can follow them back.

Or when the Japanese soldiers wipe us out, you can also follow them back.

I can guarantee that no matter which of the above situations occurs, it will not harm any of you.

But: if someone tries to escape, we implement the one-in-eleven execution system.

I just looked at it, there are nearly eight hundred of you in total, converted, the first person to escape can have eighty people buried with him.

This can also be regarded as the treatment of an emperor."