Quick Transmigration: Pangu is Actually My Brother

Chapter 52 Code Name Bell (13)

It was too late to stop them at this point, and the two could only wait anxiously for Wangyou to make her move.

Fortunately, Wangyou was quick. She quickly cleaned out the rotten flesh, stitched up the wound, and then sprinkled on her homemade hemostatic powder. The wound was then treated.

To prevent fever, Wangyou took out another small bottle of sulfonamide and injected it into the person.

"This is... sulfonamide!" Before Xu Wei could shout it out, someone covered his mouth. "It's all right now, let's get going!"

"Xiao Yang, Xiao Zhao, go and get a stretcher!" Old Shao sent two soldiers to help.

"Lingdang, have you studied medicine?"

"No!"

"Then how do you suture wounds so skillfully!"

"If you dissect more people, you'll be as skilled as me!" Wangyou was talking complete nonsense, but given her serious face, it was hard not to believe her.

"Where did you get the sulfonamide?"

"That's sulfonamide, that's clearly the whitewash used for scraping walls, I just put it in a sulfonamide bottle!" Wangyou continued to spout nonsense.

"What did you say!" Xu Wei immediately flew into a rage upon hearing this, but was stopped by Lao Meng.

Old Meng gave Wangyou a deep look. On the surface, his mission was to escort the students, but his main task was actually to protect Wangyou. It was not advisable to cause any trouble at this time.

"The kid is talking nonsense. This is something our team has on hand!" Old Meng pulled Xu Wei outside and talked to him for a while. When they came back, Xu Wei had calmed down and continued to take care of his older brother.

They arrived at the base without any major incidents. Along the way, Xu Wei's older brother woke up, but he looked disoriented. Wangyou didn't use her clairvoyance to identify them, since it had nothing to do with her.

Afterwards, Wangyou left a small amount of sulfonamide and some of her homemade wound medicine at the base, and then followed Lao Meng to their main camp.

"Is your surname really Meng?"

Why are you asking this?

"I'm curious. I've heard that one person in the Red Party can have several identities at the same time!"

"Young lady, don't be too curious about everything. Knowing too much won't do you any good!"

"You're a strange person. In times of war and chaos, wouldn't it be better to know more to save your life?"

"But in this day and age, the more you know, the faster you'll die!"

"Then I think the other person will definitely die before me!"

"Let's not talk about that anymore, let's get down to business. Are you planning to deliver medicine to us?"

"Of course, it's not just about delivering medicine. I plan to teach you how to make medicine. Things are very restricted in Shanghai, especially medicine and weapons. If you want to send these two things out of Shanghai smoothly, people usually die. These things are very valuable!"

"We can make sulfonamides ourselves?" Old Meng's voice rose slightly.

"I've prepared all the experimental equipment for you. Sulfonamides aren't difficult to make. The real challenge is having the right medical personnel. They can't be nurses who only know how to do bazaars; they need to have real medical knowledge!"

"Don't worry about that, we have plenty of talented people at our headquarters!"

"I also need to know traditional Chinese medicine. After all, many Chinese medicinal herbs require someone who understands traditional Chinese medicine to handle them. Many Chinese medicinal herbs look very similar, and accidentally making a mistake could be fatal!"

"Understood, I will report all of this to my superiors!"

"Send a message back as soon as possible. It would be best if all the people I need were there by the time we arrive. I need to hurry back to be with my brother!"

"Thanks a lot!"

"The greatest hardship of my life has been following you all over mountains and rivers. If we're talking about hardship, you must have had it much harder. I was just doing my part!"

"Have you considered bringing your younger brother to northern Shaanxi as well?"

"No, I have a complete laboratory in Shanghai, which you can't provide for me. Even if I have someone transport experimental equipment, without good conditions, I can only teach you how to make sulfonamides. Don't even think about making penicillin or anything like that. But it's much more convenient in Shanghai!"

"On behalf of the soldiers on the front lines, thank you!"

"No need, we are all Chinese, there's no need for thanks, it's all what we should do!"

"I believe we will definitely succeed in driving the invaders out!"

"By the way, does your base have an arms factory?"

Why are you asking this?

"If we had them, I could even build you a better batch of weapons!"

"Are you really just an ordinary young lady from a wealthy family?"

What do you think?

"I'll go deliver the message. Whether headquarters accepts it or not depends on what they say!"

"Of course!"

Old Meng went out to deliver a message, and Wangyou rested. The next day, the two continued their journey.

"I saw you were dressed too lightly, so I bought you a cotton coat. Wear it first, it will at least keep you warm!"

Looking at the big cotton-padded coat in front of her, Wangyou was quite curious. Could she say that this was the first time she had ever seen one in her entire life? Well, it was pretty ugly!

"You wear it, I'm not cold!"

"How is that possible!"

"I practice martial arts and I'm not afraid of the cold. You should keep this ugly cotton-padded coat for yourself!"

No matter how much we tried to persuade him, Wangyou refused to wear the protective clothing and simply covered her head as she continued on her way.

Old Meng had no choice but to pack the clothes and take them with him.

The closer they got to the base camp, the stronger the wind became and the lower the temperature dropped. Wangyou started to miss her warm little nest.

As the second snowfall approached, Wangyou and Lao Meng were finally close to reaching the base camp.

The team sent by headquarters to pick up the two arrived, but unfortunately they ran into the battle ahead.

"Are they trying to take down that pillbox?"

"Yes, it's winter, and we're short on supplies. That's why those 'dog skin plasters' brought us supplies. We have to replenish our stock so that everyone can have a warm winter!" Old Meng said with a smile.

"Do you need me to provide you with some poison? Just throw a handful out, and the enemy will be taken down!" Wangyou's tone was full of excitement.

"It would be bad if this poison turned around and rushed towards us!"

"Hmph, don't compare my poison to those inferior poisons; it lowers my standards!" Wangyou snorted. "Give me a gun, and I'll show you what I'm made of!"

"Here, take this one!" Old Meng said bluntly, taking off his pistol from his waist.

"This won't do, the range is too short. Do you have a Type 38 rifle? Or would you mind if I modified your gun?" Wangyou said sincerely.

"Get her a Type 38 rifle!" Old Meng was reluctant to part with his beloved gun, but Wangyou didn't mind.

He took the Type 38 rifle, quickly disassembled it, took out all the bullets, took out some small tools from his bag, made some simple modifications to the rifle, then took out a medicine bottle from his pocket, poured out three pills, and loaded them into the magazine.

"They haven't started fighting over there yet, let's go to the other side!" Wangyou said, grabbing a handful of soil to feel the wind direction.

"Row!"

Upon arriving at the location, Wangyou grabbed a Type 38 rifle and aimed it at the vent of the pillbox. With a "biu" sound, bullets made from pills flew out one after another.

The key point is that it hasn't made much noise yet!