Sure enough, early the next morning, the special forces who had already rested received their equipment and were ordered to rush back to the base along the mountain road within a day.

There is an additional Gou Defu in the team who is also fully armed, and he is also carrying an iron pot, according to Liu Lang, this goods will be handed over to them, whether he runs or the thirteen of them resist, they must return to the base on time together.

The others followed Liu Lang on horseback and accompanied him, including the big man who was already awake and wanted to insist on running back with his comrades.

Fortunately, although Liu Lang admired his tenacity, he still rejected his almost self-harming behavior, and he even thought yesterday that he had lost this excellent soldier who could best catch up with his footsteps.

Because, the big man's fever is not because of the cold, but because of the infection caused by countless bacteria on the paws of the black bear, in the face of this bacterial infection, even Liu Lang can only be helpless. Because he doesn't have antibiotics in his hand, not to mention in his hand, even Chairman Chiang, the world's strongest industrial empire, the first American cowboy in a wheelchair, doesn't have either.

In this era, antibiotics have not yet appeared, not to mention cephalosporin, that is, penicillin, which was only used in practical use at the end of World War II, and the price is comparable to gold.

In this era, curbing bacterial infections is a common problem for the medical community all over the world. Even sulfonamides, which Liu Lang regarded as the slag in anti-inflammatory drugs, --- had to wait until 1936, three years later, to make its debut, and the biochemist who invented it --- Gerhardt. Dumatte was also awarded the Nobel Prize in Medicine for this.

In this era, because of the bacterial infection of the wound, it is almost a terminal illness. The doctor who accompanied the team could only be a dead horse, and the horse doctor used the standing medicine of the national army --- hemostatic powder, which Liu Lang seemed to be in the wound medicine.

In fact, hemostatic powder is somewhat similar to Yunnan Baiyao in later generations, which has the effect of hemostasis, anti-inflammatory and analgesic, but the disadvantages of the slow effect of traditional Chinese medicine in trauma are obvious, and many soldiers have not had time to wait for the medicine to work, and they die because of various complications caused by bacterial infection.

In a battle, not many soldiers died on the spot, and more soldiers who were wounded by gunshot wounds died sadly in the rear hospital because there were no anti-inflammatory drugs.

Liu Lang was even ready to accept the grief of an extremely good soldier who was about to leave him, and no one knew that he was in the hut, sitting next to his soldier, all night.

Sleepless nights.

But Liu Lang did not regret doing this training, without sacrifice, there would be no victory, without being tempered, where could he get a sharp blade that could be inserted into the enemy's heart at any time.

The country will be broken, the family will be destroyed, and in order for future generations to have a place to stand, no one must bravely meet the sacrifice, including himself.

At the moment when the sun rose, the burning of this goods miraculously receded. Not only did the fever subside, but he also had a great appetite, and when he got up, he drank three bowls of porridge plus two eggs and two fires, if he wasn't afraid that he would break his belly, that perverted guy would definitely be able to eat ten fires.

His own strong immunity made Liu Lang have to be amazed.

However, this incident also reminded Liu Lang that the artifact of anti-inflammatory drugs must appear in the logistics system of the independent regiment, otherwise, he does not know how many injuries he will lose in the future.

But Liu Lang didn't know anything about how sulfonamides were synthesized and how penicillin was made, except that after the discovery of penicillin by the Americans, news reached China, and a Chinese microbiologist extracted the valuable penicillin from penicillium grown on leather.

Ye Qisun, a physicist who has been contacted many times in the telegram, is about to take his students to the independent regiment base, and the news of the steel mill and Grunov's primary metal stamping machine has made Professor Ye impatient, and it should not be too much of a problem for him to bring a few more experts in biochemistry, as long as Liu Lang throws out the introduction of penicillin, no one can resist this temptation.

The 100-mile mountain road was basically not too much of a problem for the special forces who had rested all night, and Gou Defu, who was almost tired and paralyzed, was carried by several of the strongest guys for almost a thirty-mile journey.

When he arrived at the base, the wise cook, who could judge the commander's ill intentions by the sinister smile on the face of the regimental commander, was assigned another difficult task.

While continuing to be his cooking substitute leader, he also has to be a breeder, and three wolf cubs who have lost their mothers and should be no more than two months old will be raised by him.

Gou Defu, who has gradually transformed from a gentleman to a cook, looked at the three little milk wolves, and his mood was extremely gloomy. Mo Kitten had already told him that the lactation period of wolves was about two months, and this independent group was a male creature except for Chief Ji and a few little nurses, where would he go to get milk for them?

"You can do it, Squad Leader Gou." Liu Lang patted Gou Defu's shoulder and glanced at his chest meaningfully.

"I know, you can find a, thank you for the reminder." Gou Defu cheered and led a few little wolf cubs away.

Who doesn't keep hunting dogs in the mountains? I didn't say that if it's cold, I won't allow hunting dogs to give birth to puppies! There is nothing wrong with the idea of getting rich.

Lying down, Liu Lang couldn't help but slip his feet and almost fell on his stomach. Who said this is a second thing? Nima is getting smarter.

The special forces are still waiting for Liu Lang's order in the open space of the Houshan station, and the commander said that they will wear armbands belonging to the special forces before the new year, and at that time, they can really become special forces.

Liu Lang was also walking this way, asking Ling Hong beside him as he walked: "How is it, have you completed the task given to you two in the past ten days?" ”

The corner of Ling Hong's eyes twitched, and he raised a bag in his hand towards Liu Lang and said, "It's ready, it's this winter, it's really hard to find, there aren't too many of them." ”

Thinking of the things in his bag, even Ling Hong, who had been so tossed by the group, still had a layer of goosebumps on his body.

Xiao Fenghua also silently lifted the bag in his hand, bulging, showing that there seemed to be a lot of things in it. It's just that his face is also not so good-looking.

"It's okay, it's just a side dish, and there's a big meal to come." Liu Lang waved his hand indifferently.

Ling Hong's back was cold, this is just a side dish?

I won't have my own share of this big meal! Ling Hong didn't think that his squadron leader would have any preferential treatment in front of the commander, he was also trained to die these days.

With apprehension, the two squadron leaders followed Liu Lang and walked in front of the 14 soldiers who had already stood in line.

Although Chen Yunfa is still bandaged, he insists on standing in the queue, which is an honor that belongs to him and will not be absent because of the pain.

"Rookies, first of all, congratulations on surviving the three-month training period, although you are still very vegetable, in my native dialect, call the dish."

As soon as Liu Lang spoke, the future special forces wanted to cover their heads, and here they came again, they came to attack people again, in the face of Liu Lang's endless blows, the soldiers were basically used to it, even if they were not angry, no one dared to show their unhappiness on their faces.

It's really the Bull Demon King is too beastly, and an enemy machine gun will sweep over at every turn, and you can only fall into the dirt pit in front of you now, otherwise, you will be a dead man. If you die, you will naturally be eliminated. If you don't want to be eliminated, you can only throw yourself into the pit without hesitation. In the face of machine-gun bullets, who dares to raise their heads?

And that dirt pit is 100% a dung pit, what does it feel like to bury yourself in a dung pit? Just thinking about it will definitely not be a very pleasant thing.