Chapter 1 Hello 1938

"Liu Zhengfeng, it's time to take medicine."

This is a field hospital of Li Pinxian's troops in the Fifth War Zone, located on the southern foot of the Dabie Mountains.

Liu Zhengfeng, who was lying on the hospital bed, slowly sat up.

Nurse Wu Xiaoyun came over like a gust of wind, stretched out her white and tender palm, with a pill in the palm.

Liu Zhengfeng took it and knew at a glance that it was the antibacterial and anti-inflammatory drug sulfa.

In the battle a few days ago, a bullet cut off a piece of flesh from his left arm, and the wound has now begun to scar.

Seeing Liu Zhengfeng swallow the medicine, Wu Xiaoyun showed a childlike smile on her face and said softly: "Doctor Li will come to check on you later. If there is no accident, you can be discharged from the hospital."

"Thank you, girl. I want to ask, what day is today?"

Liu Zhengfeng asked hesitantly.

Wu Xiaoyun frowned, then burst into giggles.

"Today is August 1, 1938. Did you go crazy from fighting in the war? You can't even remember the time."

"I……"

Liu Zhengfeng was speechless.

The reason he asked this question was because he had just traveled from 2022 and was still confused.

Before he traveled through time, he went to college and served as a special forces soldier.

After retiring from the army, he worked as a special police officer.

His wife Li Rong died in retaliation by criminals.

He also has another unknown identity: a failed writer at some point in time, who failed miserably.

His best achievement was having perfect attendance for three months.

Even so, he still continued to move forward.

He said; No matter how many times a certain point tortures me, I will still treat that certain point as my first love.

Liu Zhengfeng is now a new recruit in the third company of the second battalion of the first regiment of a local miscellaneous division.

Half a month ago, their division was ordered to move into the southern foothills of the Dabie Mountains to participate in the defense of Wuhan.

In the Battle of Wuhan, the number of Chinese troops participating in the battle reached 1 million, and the number of Japanese troops participating in the battle reached 250,000.

Compared with the Battle of Shanghai and the Battle of Nanjing, the preparations for the Battle of Wuhan were much more thorough.

At that time, the Japanese army, recovering from its victories in the Battle of Shanghai, the Battle of Nanjing, and the Battle of Xuzhou, attacked from east to west on a vast front extending from Henan and Anhui in the north to Jiangxi in the south, attempting to capture the large city of Wuhan in central China.

Due to the large flooded areas caused by the Yellow River bursting its banks in Henan and Anhui, the Japanese army was unable to attack Wuhan via the Pinghan Railway. They immediately moved south from Anhui, conquered Taihu Lake, and launched a fierce attack on Dabie Mountains.

The direct enemy of Liu Zhengfeng's unit now is the Japanese 6th Division. Yes, the 6th Division that committed serious crimes in Nanjing.

Liu Zhengfeng 's troops are now under the jurisdiction of the Fifth War Zone, and the acting commander-in-chief is Bai Chongxi, the Little Zhuge Liang. After learning that the enemy across the Dabie Mountains is the 6th Division, he issued a death order requiring the frontline soldiers to fight to the death, and deployed troops in an attempt to eliminate this butcher who has committed numerous crimes in one fell swoop and vent his anger.

After accepting the fact of time travel, Liu Zhengfeng sighed and looked at the current environment carefully.

This is a tent that houses six lightly injured patients who are almost ready to be discharged from the hospital.

There was a bearded man lying on the bed next to him. From his lush beard, one could tell that he was an energetic soldier. At this moment, he turned his head and looked at Liu Zhengfeng with a smile.

"Hey, kid, I heard you peed your pants. Is this your first time on the battlefield?"

The other four wounded men burst into laughter.

"No no."

Liu Zhengfeng quickly shook his hands, his face flushed red, because he knew that what the bearded man said was true.

His host came from a scholarly family. His parents were both teachers at Wuhan University. He himself was also a teacher at a girls' high school. He also had a younger sister who had gone to Yan'an, the cradle of the revolution, a year ago. He also wanted to go at that time, but was stopped by his parents.

After the fall of Nanjing, he could no longer suppress the urge to join the anti-Japanese war and save the country. Despite his parents' dissuasion, he resolutely gave up writing and joined the army. Sadly, in his desperation, he ended up joining a ragtag army.

A few days ago, he participated in a battle for the first time. He was full of enthusiasm, but when the gunfire sounded, he was so scared that he burst into tears and wet his pants. He did not fire a single shot during the entire battle, but was still wounded by a bullet. Although the injury was not serious, his squad leader thought he was embarrassing and sent him to the field hospital in the rear as a wounded soldier for treatment.

The bearded man suddenly laughed out loud: "You still say no, I can smell the urine smell on you from a long distance away."

The others followed suit.

"That's what I was saying. Why is there a weird smell in this tent? So this is what's going on. Hahaha."

"The disinfectant mixed with the smell of urine smells so sour..."

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Liu Zhengfeng blushed. Damn, he was a special forces soldier in the future, but he was laughed at by these ragtag troops. It was really embarrassing.

"What are you doing? This is a hospital, be quiet."

A female doctor in a white coat walked in, with a white mask on her face. She had curved eyebrows and a pair of big dark eyes with a reproachful look.

Of course the doctor is the boss in the hospital and speaks with authority, so everyone immediately shut up.

The female doctor rolled her eyes at everyone and began to check the healing of their wounds.

After checking everything, she sighed.

"According to the hospital's standards, you haven't fully recovered yet, but the situation on the front line is tight and the number of wounded is increasing. You...you must be discharged from the hospital."

After saying this, the female doctor's eyes were already red.

The bearded man said loudly, "Doctor Li, you don't have to be sad. My injuries have completely healed. Now I can run and jump. Of course, it is no problem for me to go to the battlefield."

Doctor Li said softly, "I'm a doctor. I know better than you whether your wound has healed or not. Remember, don't let the wound come into contact with water for the next two days to prevent infection."

The bearded man responded in a carefree manner.

Everyone began to pack their luggage silently.

Doctor Li sighed and took off the mask, revealing a delicate and fair face. He looked at the soldiers whose injuries had not yet fully recovered with guilt. They were about to return to the team and continue to participate in the defense of Wuhan .

Liu Zhengfeng had more luggage than others. In addition to two sets of light blue military uniforms, he also had two sets of trousers and shirts. After all, he came from a scholarly family and had not been in the army for long.

His weapons were a Hanyang-made rifle, two wooden-handled grenades, and ten rounds of bullets, nothing else.

Liu Zhengfeng couldn't help but complain in his heart, what the hell is this?

Even a Mosin-Ganna rifle would be good.

Otherwise, the German 98k.

Type 38 rifle?

Otherwise, a Zhongzheng rifle would be better than this thing.

This thing has a short range and poor accuracy, I really can't bear to complain about it.

But then he thought again, it would be good enough for a ragtag army like his to have the Hanyang-made rifles.

At least it's better than a fire stick, right?

Liu Zhengfeng packed his luggage, turned around, and was stunned.

He discovered that this Dr. Li looked exactly like his wife in the 21st century.

She has a tall and plump figure, and even her slightly frowned expression is the same.