The second counterattack campaign of the western Yunnan Expeditionary Force had just ended, and countless thousands of injured soldiers were countless. In this era of lack of medical treatment and medicine, it was extremely difficult to survive by being blown off by a blow.

The next battle is not over yet, and the troops will continue to advance westward, so there is no extra energy to take care of a useless disabled man. In order not to affect the efficiency of the march, unimportant wounded soldiers like Li Changsheng will be abandoned by the large army.

This kind of thing is not uncommon among many government troops. It is like throwing a piece of worthless garbage on the roadside and letting it fend for itself. No one is willing to give them any help, let alone medals and honors.

"Where did you get hurt?" Liao Mingyu continued.

"Return to the chief, when I attacked Fengshan, my legs were smashed by Xiao Dongyang's machine gun. I was so lucky that I didn't lose it. I happened to meet a free doctor in the hospital. Haha, I'm lucky..."

Li Changsheng smiled and told his experience indifferently, as if the moment of life and death was just a trivial matter.

The simple and rich Hunan sound sets off the natural optimism and free spirit of this guy, even if he is hard or tired, he will face it with a smile and will never compromise with fate!

"What are you going to do now? That's it..."

"There is no way, I can only ask for a trick to go home. I'm not afraid of laughing at the head. If Xiao Dongyang fights back, I will go up even if I only have one leg left, and he will get a few hairs down!"

Li Changsheng pretended to be relaxed, and although he was laughing, his last sentence was powerful: "If China is about to perish, the Hunan people will die first!"

Liao Mingyu couldn't help but feel moved. No matter what he said at this moment, he stood up straight and gave Li Changsheng a military salute.

Dong Dao and all the soldiers of the guard battalion next to him also quietly raised their right hands and gave the iron-blooded warrior the highest respect with the etiquette between the soldiers.

Although Li Changsheng is ordinary, he is more respectful than anyone else. This is what a Chinese soldier should look like.

"The Twenty Army is not polite to its own people. Huo Kuizhang doesn't care about his subordinates, I feel sympathetic." Liao Mingyu said loudly. From this moment on, he has decided many things in his mind.

I still remember that in the original time and space, it was not spicy because my legs were broken and I was abandoned by medical soldiers in the field hospital. At that time, something happened to Milong. The old brothers of the cannon fodder group had no time to take care of him. In the end, they could only beg for the rest of their legs and return to their hometown in Hunan. This kind of tragedy would never happen again.

"Meng is unfamiliar, I remember that you have always been responsible for the wounded soldiers in the army. What is the specific situation now?" Liao Mingyu asked.

"Return to Junzu, we expanded the original Chanda Field Hospital. Currently, some of the medical staff left by the veterinarian and Li Lei are responsible for affairs there. Brothers who were seriously injured on the front line will be transferred there after treatment..."

In fact, long before the troops went abroad, Liao Mingyu repeatedly ordered to pay attention to the follow-up arrangements of the wounded, especially the seriously injured and disabled soldiers. Because losing their hands and feet is equivalent to losing half of their lives, it is basically difficult to have the ability to take care of themselves, and it is hard to imagine that if they were left alone, they would face no matter what kind of life they would face.

Meng Fanle and several senior officers expressed their full support for this. After all, he had had a serious injury and disability before. The feeling was... he was called "Daily Day" and "Daily Nothing" and "Daily Nothing" and "Daily Nothing" and "Daily Nothing" for a few sulfamides. If he hadn't met Liao Mingyu, he might not have thought of walking on his legs in his entire life.

For this purpose, he set up a wounded management office, which was responsible for post-war resettlement and ownership together with the Zenda Field Hospital, where the veterinarian and Milong’s wife managed these affairs.

The minor wounded, who are not very problematic, can basically return to the battlefield after receiving treatment. The seriously injured people with broken limbs were uniformly placed at the territorial base of the Third Battalion of the Harachuan Army on the east of Chanda Town. It has been transformed into a temporary residence for the injured. Meng Fanlai also invited some people to help take care of them in the local area.

Those who want to go home can also be given some travel expenses. If you still have the ability to move, you will continue to stay in the army as instructors in the recruit training camp, or go to the east camp to take care of those brothers with inconvenient legs and feet. In short, try to arrange suitable work for them in the town. Although it is impossible to cover everything, the most basic food and accommodation can be guaranteed.

Other disabled soldiers who were completely incapacitated live in Zhendong Camp, and all expenses for food, clothing, housing and transportation are borne by the division headquarters. Anyway, in a word, as long as the troops still exist for one day, then take care of them for one more day.

"Dong Dao, let Li Changsheng walk with us, and if you encounter someone like him again on the road, you will take it with you."

"yes!"

"Master! You..." Li Changsheng looked at Liao Mingyu blankly. Even though he had just been ridiculed and insulted by the defenders, his eyes couldn't help but become wet.

It’s like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw. It’s hard to describe his excitement at this moment if he says thousands of words.

"You have sacrificed enough for this country. Although I, Liao Mingyu, cannot guarantee you anything else, I will never allow soldiers to shed blood or cry in my place!"

The soldiers in the guard battalion looked at him with bright eyes. The soldiers died for their confidants. What's wrong with having such a commander who can think about his subordinates and be crushed to pieces?

Even the people present were shocked by the heroic momentum and couldn't help but applaud. The officials of this era were not selfish and arrogant, and how many of them would consider the sufferings of the lower-class soldiers. Liao Mingyu gave them a great contrast, but many people believed that this officer who spoke amazingly must not just say it.

"The officer is so noble and honest, he is really a role model for us..."

The company commander of the defending army hurriedly shot while the iron was hot. The most important thing in this industry was to see his eyesight. He was considered to be perfect in flattery, but what he never expected was that he actually slapped the horse's legs this time.

"Why do you want to be fishing here?" Liao Mingyu asked coldly without expression. Since you came up with me on your own initiative, don't blame me for being rude.

"Ah? I...sir, I don't..." The company commander, who was poked into the weakness, was panicked, and cold sweat suddenly appeared.

"No? Do you think I'm blind? Do you want me to ask these people one by one?" Liao Mingyu interrupted his quibbling, and his sharp eyes shaved hard on the former's face like a blade.

As soon as he arrived, he discovered some clues. The people lined up with bitter expressions, and some were driven away from the team and were not allowed to pass. In addition, the greed in the eyes of these people, it was not difficult to see the tricks.

"Sir, these soldiers took money and let us go. A pass costs two yuan. Isn't this robbery of money?"

"Oh, just like a bandit!"

"Master Qingtian will take a look..."

Seeing that someone was making the decision, several brave people began to complain and complain, all pointing the crime at the company commander of the defending army.

"I'm wronged, sir! Don't listen to these troublemakers talking nonsense. I really don't...Oh!"

The company commander cried and wanted to pull Liao Mingyu to argue, but was knocked down by Dong Dao, who was jealous of evil. He felt that his hands were dirty even if he beaten up with such garbage.

"According to the War Zone Regulations, anyone who uses his duties to force and rob the people... will be executed on the spot!"
Chapter completed!