Chapter 161 My heart suddenly skipped a beat
Besides, ever since Song Mo mailed the letter, he received an urgent task from his superiors.
Immediately take your men straight to the war zone to capture those enemies who have crossed the border and are killing and burning on our soil.
Half an hour later, they chased them into the mountains and found more than twenty enemies.
They had obviously just finished a robbery, and were still holding all sorts of things in their hands and carrying bags of food.
Seeing the arrogant faces of those people, Song Mo said to his men seriously: "Send a few scouts to check the surrounding situation, and the rest of you go all out to eliminate them!"
"Yes!" Just like that, a close combat began.
They quickly gained the upper hand, and in the blink of an eye half of the enemy was wiped out.
Just when victory was in sight, suddenly dense bullets attacked from all around, and several soldiers were shot and fell down.
Song Mo's heart suddenly skipped a beat. What on earth was going on?
Could it be that those people just now were bait?
The scout replied promptly, "Captain Song, we just checked the surroundings and didn't find anyone, so we joined the battle. These people should be hiding not far away, and after seeing us fighting, they wanted to come over and make dumplings."
Song Mo soon discovered that the enemies who were hiding in the dark and shooting were hiding behind the surrounding trees and rocks.
He shouted: "Everyone be careful... use smoke bombs..."
This sentence reminded everyone.
They had no time to fight the enemy and immediately threw smoke bombs, and the battlefield was suddenly filled with smoke.
The enemies on the periphery, as well as the bad guys who were fighting, lost their targets and quickly stopped shooting.
Song Mo suddenly remembered what his wife once said, that we should be on guard against ungrateful people who learn war skills and use them in actual combat.
These enemies were cunning and insidious, and they actually used a strategy of luring the enemy deep into their territory in order to launch a counter-encirclement.
He thought quickly and whispered instructions to those around him.
His men quickly led the team to use smoke bombs to interfere with the enemy's vision, then surrounded them in sections and then concentrated their forces to defeat them one by one.
After more than an hour, all the enemies hiding behind the trees and rocks, as well as the unlucky ones who were used as bait, were eliminated.
Song Mo and his comrades paid a heavy price. More than a dozen of them died gloriously, and most of them were injured.
He led the charge, and although he was protected by smoke bombs, he was still grazed by bullets on his arm and neck.
Fortunately, everyone carried hemostatic and anti-inflammatory drugs with them, and the wounds improved significantly after using them.
These medicines were of course prepared by Wen Kexin, and Song Mo distributed them to each of his subordinates before going out on the mission.
The medicine was very effective. Several seriously injured soldiers were saved because of timely application of the medicine.
When they sent these seriously injured soldiers to the field hospital, the doctors found it unbelievable after examining them.
If such serious injuries were treated with the medicine provided by the army, the effect would definitely not be so good.
Several Chinese medicine practitioners in the field hospital found several medicines from the soldiers, studied and discussed them, and guessed most of the ingredients.
What surprised them was that medicinal herbs with the same ingredients would never achieve such an effect when mixed together.
We can only infer that it is the good quality of these medicinal materials, coupled with the magical combination of various medicinal materials, that has achieved such excellent medicinal properties.
They reported it promptly, and the leader quickly found out that the medicine was prepared by Song Mo's fiancée.
The leader immediately found Song Mo and pleaded, "Captain Song, I heard that your wife can make medicine. How many of these powders and pills do you have?"
Song Mo told the truth: "Commander, my wife did prescribe quite a lot. Before the mission, I distributed all the medicine to everyone. Many people in our battalion were injured in this mission, and everyone probably doesn't have much medicine left."
"Comrade Song Mo, can you ask her to provide more medicine to the troops? Her hard work won't be in vain. We will buy it as finished medicine."
"Commander, I have written to my wife to ask her to prepare another batch of medicine. She should have received my letter and I believe it will be mailed to her soon."
The chief was overjoyed and continued to ask with concern: "How much medicine do you think she can mail this time?"
"Commander, preparing these medicines not only costs money but also takes time. My family and my father-in-law's family are ordinary farmers with ordinary living conditions. In order to save money, my wife has to go up the mountain to collect herbs. The amount of medicines mailed will not be large."
"Comrade Song Mo, you are also aware of the situation at the border. The army would like to ask your wife to recruit a few pharmaceutical workers to produce these drugs. We will provide the funds, and your wife will only be responsible for purchasing medicinal materials to make drugs of the same quality. Do you think this is feasible?"
"How much do you need?"
"You need three times the amount your spouse sends you every month."
Song Mo thought for a while and said, "I don't think it's a big problem! I once heard my wife say that she knows Chinese medicine doctors in the county and town. I want to call the director of the town police station. My second sister and her husband are also farmers in the village, and my father-in-law and mother-in-law's family all have experience in collecting herbs. We need to issue a military supply confidentiality document so that the commune and brigade can support this matter."
"Okay! I'll leave this to you. Please make the call first. If your wife agrees to help, we will send a letter asking her to hurry up and make the medicine."
Song Mo nodded. He never dreamed that his young wife had found a job and was going to devote all her efforts to opening the radio factory.
That afternoon he called Chief Zhang of Taiping Town Police Station.
After more than ten minutes of transfer, the call was finally connected.
A harsh "sizzling..." noise came from inside.
He hurriedly shouted into the microphone, "Is that Zhang Bin? I'm Song Mo on the front line. You must find my wife at the police station at this time tomorrow. I have something important to tell her."
Director Zhang Bin heard the noise on the phone and knew that it was not easy for this call to come.
He quickly replied, "Don't worry, Captain Song..."
He was disconnected before he could finish his words, and he was secretly glad that he had said everything he needed to say.
Song Mo on the other side of the microphone also broke out in a cold sweat. The line was so bad that he was afraid of a malfunction, so he shouted everything like a machine gun.
I looked at the time and realized I had to make the call ten minutes earlier tomorrow.
Zhang Bin looked at the time and immediately rode his three-wheeled motorcycle straight to Shanhetun.
After he found Song Mo's house, he explained to Song Mo's mother that Wen Kexin should go to the town police station to answer the phone tomorrow.
Feng Shulan thought that Song Mo was calling from the military region, and wondered what her son wanted to talk to his daughter-in-law about. He asked anxiously, "What should we do? The second son's wife went to work in the county, and I don't know the exact location. I'll take you to ask my in-laws, they should know."
Director Zhang muttered in his heart: As the saying goes, gold shines everywhere. This girl is not simple to be able to find a job in the county.
I secretly thanked my luck that I came as soon as I received the call. If I had come tomorrow morning, it would have been bad.
"Auntie, can you take me to my sister-in-law's home?"
"Can!"
Soon, she brought the person to Wen Jiancheng's home.
"My dear, this is Director Zhang from the town police station. My son Song Mo has something urgent to discuss with Ke Xin. I asked her to go to the town police station to answer the phone tomorrow. I don't know Ke Xin's address in the county, so I came to ask."
Wen Jiancheng and his wife's hearts suddenly skipped a beat as their eldest daughter said that her husband had gone to the border to train troops.
Although my daughter said it very casually at the time, everyone knew that war was dangerous.
As the saying goes, a son-in-law is half a son. In the past few months, they have truly treated Song Mo as their own child.
Wang Qiaolian asked anxiously: "Director Zhang, was it Song Mo himself who called? Is his voice normal?"
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