"Commander, how about we withdraw first and come back when we are fully prepared?"
A staff officer suggested cautiously.
He hasn't slept well for two days.
His body was covered in large mosquito bites, swollen like a pig's head.
If Mou Kou hadn't given the order, he would have slipped back.
Now, he is asking to go back and prepare on the pretext of the reduction in the number of soldiers, which may not be without the idea of satisfying his own selfish interests.
But Moukou can't go back at all now.
Once he goes back, it means that he will become the object of ridicule of the entire army.
Now, the entire army is unstoppable in Southeast Asia.
If he went back in such a bad mood because of mosquitoes, would he still have the face to see others?
This lieutenant general might end up doing it.
The base camp may even transfer him directly to the reserve force and become an instructor in the school.
This is absolutely unacceptable to him.
Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for him to quit.
As for those sick soldiers?
Have another hard time.
You've eaten all the beef, but you can't bear this little difficulty?
It's time for you to serve the Empire with all your heart.
"Everyone continues to set off. If they feel they can't hold on any longer, they commit suicide. If they can't do it themselves, they ask the captain for help."
Mou Kou said coldly.
"yes."
Seeing Mou Kou's cold look, the staff officer knew that this matter could not be changed, so he went down to continue delivering the order.
After hearing the order, the soldiers stood up listlessly and continued on their way.
With resentment in their hearts, soldiers act in extreme ways.
They did not dare to attack Mou Kou, so they targeted the buffaloes who were dragging supplies.
As noon approached, the number of buffaloes that had fallen to death had tripled from yesterday.
Mou Kou looked helplessly at the large number of cows that fell to death.
He knew that at this moment, the soldiers needed an outlet to vent.
If you blindly block it, it may not be the cow that falls to death next time, but him.
"Forget it, just eat something. Anyway, I bought enough."
Mou Kou thought.
Many soldiers began to eat meat.
This was a rare happy moment in their day.
Since they were born, they have never eaten beef so freely.
Many people think that it would be great if they could have this kind of treatment in normal times.
After eating, everyone began to rest.
When we set off again in the afternoon, many people felt groggy.
My eyes are blurry, I have difficulty breathing, my abdomen is distended and painful, and I feel extremely uncomfortable.
However, they basically did not report it.
Basically, I think it’s because I haven’t slept well these past few nights, and the rain forest is hot and humid at night, which causes me to occasionally catch wind and cold.
Just take two days of good rest and you'll be fine.
Many people didn't pay much attention.
At night, more and more people feel their bodies are sore and uncomfortable, and they can only rely on willpower to hold on.
Many people even lose their appetite for meat.
After eating a few hasty bites, I lay down and went to sleep.
Seeing this in his eyes, Mou Kou not only did not worry, but became happy.
He believed that these soldiers were injured due to eating a large amount of beef in a short period of time.
This is not a bad thing, but it saves a lot of buffalo.
In the Indian subcontinent, after the war ended, those buffaloes could be resold, which was another extra income.
Mou Kou's mood actually improved a lot.
Even a few extra cuts of beef.
By the next morning, it was time to set off again.
The staff officer said in a panic: "Commander, the number of sick soldiers is increasing rapidly. Yesterday, the number of sick soldiers increased to more than 3,000. Many of them have high fevers and diarrhea and cannot march at all. If we take them with us, we will have to Spend 6,000 people taking care of them.”
"hiss--"
After hearing this, Mou Kou's face became very ugly.
3,000 plus 6,000, accounting for almost one-tenth of his available troops.
This is not a good sign.
If you take them with you, one-tenth of the entire army will not be able to participate in the battle.
How can we fight this?
Moreover, Mou Kou suspected that they were suffering from some kind of rainforest-specific disease.
Rather than bringing them with them to squeeze out resources, it's better to leave them here alone.
Come and meet them when you have time.
The most important thing is that in Moukou's view, these people are weak and prone to illness.
If they continue to stay in the army, they may spread the disease to other soldiers.
Rather than doing this, it is better to separate, take the relatively stronger soldiers with you, and continue to advance straight to the Indian subcontinent.
As long as we get to the subcontinent, everything will be fine.
"Count the sick soldiers, let them stay here, leave some supplies for them, and then pick them up when we come back."
Mou Kou said coldly.
"Okay." The staff officer did not dare to talk nonsense and went directly to make statistics.
He was afraid that if he said one more word, Moukou would leave him to take care of these wounded soldiers.
Who knows what disease these wounded soldiers have and whether it is contagious.
The casualty rate of staying to take care of the wounded soldiers is much higher than going to fight in India.
The staff officers relayed orders from wing to wing.
Each regiment is required to keep soldiers who are sick and unable to move.
Then, five people were transferred from the medical team to take care of him.
It seems impossible for five people to take care of more than 3,000 wounded soldiers.
Many soldiers feel that they have been abandoned.
Many people gritted their teeth and stood up, saying that they could follow as long as they didn't give up on themselves.
The team captains were also a little bit intolerant.
After all, they are good brothers who have eaten beef together.
Let those who can follow along go on the road together.
When we set off again, the team became increasingly dull.
Many soldiers felt that beef was not that delicious.
By nightfall, the number of soldiers suffering from high fever increased rapidly, to more than 5,000 in the blink of an eye.
This is just statistics.
I don’t know how many there are that haven’t been counted.
Even Mou Kou felt a little groggy.
"What's going on? Are the mosquitoes in the rain forest really so powerful?"
Mou Kou started to think wildly.
However, what he didn't know was that among the sick cows Wei Wu prepared for him, some of them were suffering from bovine anthrax.
This is a zoonotic disease with a very high infection rate and a wide range of transmission channels.
The virus can be contracted through skin contact, excrement pollution, water pollution, digestive tract pollution, and respiratory tract pollution.
Moreover, once discovered, it will spread on a large scale regionally.
The dense marching teams and the sweltering rainforest are simply a breeding ground for this virus.
Almost silently, it spread throughout the entire army.
Moreover, this disease is acute.
Symptoms of high fever will appear in one to two days if the body is weak.
Then comes coma, followed by death within one to two days.
Those with better physiques can last up to three to five days, and no one will be spared.
The most troublesome thing is that there is currently no specific medicine for this disease.
No specific medicine to treat this disease has yet been invented.
The only cure now discovered and symptomatic is penicillin.
But now, the price of penicillin is comparable to gold, and even if you have money, you can't buy it.
Although Wei Wu had a small supply of goods, it was impossible to prepare them specifically for Moukou.
A bit of a "love work" response goes a long way.
Without medicine and deep in the rainforest, the 100,000-strong army fell into a desperate situation.
