Siheyuan: How many worlds does the system integrate?

Looking at the company commander of the sharp knife company under his command.

The regiment commander and the political commissar nodded. Who would have thought that this guy was so low-key and risked his life in a fight, yet had such a big figure behind him? They had always underestimated him. However, everyone liked this young man who didn't rely on the older generation but fought with his own abilities.

"Okay, come sit down! How's the situation at the front?"

"Everything is normal. Before I came here, two tongues were just caught and the instructor is interrogating them!"

"Well, that's good. Let me ask you, what is your relationship with Commander Li of the C Army?"

Damao was confused: "I don't know Commander Li of the C Army?"

"Can someone who doesn't know you call the regiment headquarters to inquire about your situation?"

"Commander, Political Commissar, I really don't know them!" Damao also had a bitter smile on his face.

"Okay, then you wait here for a moment. A phone call will come in soon. It's for you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone on the other end rang. The team leader answered the phone: "Hello! Well, OK, he is with me now!"

Damao took the phone and put it to his ear: "Hello, I'm Liang Damao!"

"Da Mao, I'm Li Xuewu!"

"Uncle Li? How did you know my phone number?" Damao's face was full of surprise.

The regiment commander and political commissar beside him had strange expressions on their faces. "Just now he said he didn't know me, but now he's calling me Uncle Li! This kid is not honest!"

"Your family has received your letter. When did it arrive at the southern front?" Li Xuewu asked on the other end of the phone.

"It came in June, and it was only recently our turn!"

"How's it over there? Is there any danger?"

"It's okay, I'm fine. Tell my mom too, and tell her not to worry about me!" In the midst of war, it was really exciting to receive a call from home, which could be fully reflected in Damao's expression.

"I'm glad you're okay. When can you pull it back? I can tell your mother and let her rest assured. Do you need me to give a heads-up to the higher-ups?" Deep down, Li Xuewu didn't want Damao to do such a dangerous thing.

"No need, Uncle Li! I'm really fine now. My brothers are all here, and I can't retreat by myself! Yeah, okay... I'll hang up now. Goodbye, Uncle Li!"

After hanging up the phone, Damao looked at the strange expressions of the regiment commander and the political commissar and scratched his head: "Commissar, it's really not what you think. This is an uncle of mine in Beijing, also surnamed Li. Oh, by the way, I remember, one of his uncles is Zhao Gang, is he acquainted with Commander Li?"

Now it dawned on the two of them that they had heard of the relationships among the people in the iron triangle of northwest Shanxi, and they quickly figured out the connections.

"Okay, I understand! There's nothing else to do, you can go back to the company. Our mission is about to end, so please be careful during this time!" The regiment commander still gave a reminder.

"Yes!" Damao stood at attention and saluted, then walked out of the regiment headquarters.

After he left, the regiment commander said to the political commissar, "I didn't expect that there are so many talented people in our small regiment. There are all kinds of people."

"Hahaha, who says it's not true? But I like this guy more and more now. Some people are eager to find connections to leave this place, but he doesn't say a word. Moreover, his military quality and command ability are very good! He is a person who can be trained as a priority!"

"Well, the more talented people there are, the more we need to protect them. Their battalion has been on the front line for three months, right? Withdraw them all and let them rest, and let the third battalion go up. They all need to experience the baptism of war to be considered true soldiers."

The political commissar nodded and said, "I think it's okay. The Third Battalion has always been the general reserve, so we should let them experience it. Otherwise, when we withdraw, they will not have seen the real battlefield, which will be detrimental to the growth of the soldiers."

Before he could finish his words, he heard the sound of a shell exploding not far away outside, followed by a burst of intense gunfire.

The regiment commander immediately ran out and asked, "Where did the cannon fire? Cao Jianjun, take the guard platoon over to have a look!"

"Yes!" The platoon leader in charge of today's guard rushed out with his men.

Not long after, they came back: "Reporting to the regiment commander and political commissar, it was a group of monkey scouts who infiltrated. Five of them were eliminated, and the rest have escaped!"

"Take people to organize a search immediately and make sure to capture them. They actually got close to our regiment headquarters. They are so brave. Is anyone injured?" After making the arrangements, he quickly asked if there were any casualties.

Cao Jianjun said with a sad face: "Liang, the company commander who just left the regiment headquarters, encountered the enemy head-on and fired decisively. He was injured and has been sent to the hospital for emergency treatment."

The team leader slapped his thigh. He had just said that he would focus on training him, and then this happened. He should not have been allowed to contact his family. This was too much joy and turned into sorrow.

"Notify the hospital to try their best to save the person. They must bring him back to me!"

Then he turned to the political commissar and said, "Political commissar, please go to the hospital. I will organize people to search for those who escaped. It seems that we have been a little lax. We need to strengthen our defense line!"

At the hospital, Liang Damao was carried into the hospital covered in blood.

"Doctor, doctor, there's a wounded person!"

Suddenly there was chaos in the hospital. Doctors and nurses rushed out and took over Liang Damao. Soon the lights in the operating room came on.

Today's medical technology is no longer comparable to that of the past. As long as you can receive timely treatment, the chances of saving your life are still quite high.

After several hours of surgery, the lights in the operating room finally went out, and the person guarding outside the door hurried to the door and waited.

The surgeon came out of the operating room and said, "Fortunately, he was brought in on time. He had two gunshot wounds and two shrapnel wounds. The most serious one was less than one centimeter away from the heart."

"Hey, doctor, just tell us how the patient is doing!" The people listening nearby were extremely anxious.

"Didn't I say it's a blessing in disguise? The person has been saved, and all that's left is to recover!" The doctor looked at the group of people speechlessly.

Now everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The political commissar stepped forward and shook the doctor's hand: "Thank you, doctor. I am Feng Hanping, the political commissar of the ** regiment. This is the best company commander in our regiment. Please use the best medicine to treat him!"

"Don't worry, Political Commissar Feng. Our hospital has sufficient medicines. I will arrange the most experienced nurse to look after him!" The doctor nodded. This outstanding grassroots officer is a treasure in the eyes of every leader. He certainly knows the interests involved.

"Then I feel relieved, thank you!"

After seeing Liang Damao being pushed into the ward, still in a coma, he took a quick look at him, left the orderly behind, and the political commissar left. After all, there were still many things that needed to be dealt with.

Liang Damao's orderly was wiping tears beside his bed.

A young nurse pushed the door open and said, "Why are you crying, you grown man?"