Jiang Hao was thinking about his mind.

Are you the most incompetent time traveler? In the iron-blooded warrior, you were given a second by an alien. Now that you are in this world, facing a group of Japanese soldiers, you are injured within a day.

Whatever travels through time is fart.

Time travelers are also human beings, not gods. They must be injured if they deserve to be injured, and they must die if they deserve to be killed. No one in this world is the real protagonist, and God will not spoil you.

"Hey, which unit are you from?"

Suddenly a voice sounded beside him. Jiang Hao opened his eyes and looked at him. It was a guy lying on the bed next to him.

The guy had one leg blown to pieces. He looked like he had had surgery. His legs were covered with thick gauze, and some blood was coming out of the vagina. He was turning his head to look at Jiang Hao.

Seeing Jiang Hao open his eyes, this guy waved to Jiang Hao, signaling that he was calling him.

"You belong to that unit."

"Sixth Division, where are you?" Jiang Hao asked back.

"I am from the 16th Division, the third team of the Ninth Regiment, and my name is Mizushima General."

Hearing the name of the regiment, Jiang Hao's expression subsided, "The Third Battalion of the Ninth Regiment of the 16th Division, are Noda Yi and Musui Toshiaki from your regiment?"

When Mizushima heard this, an excited expression immediately appeared on his face, "Oh, do you know Lieutenant Noda and Lieutenant Musui, that's right. It's been reported before. They have accomplished the feat of killing 100 people, which is really admirable."

"When I was in Wuxi and Changzhou, the two commanders started the competition. I watched several more games. The sword skills are really fierce."

Jiang Hao looked at this guy and saw a cold light shot out from his eyes.

During the Japanese invasion of China, two second lieutenants of the 16th Division held a shocking competition. The murder competition, whoever killed 100 people with a knife first was the victory. The reward was a bottle of red wine. In this way, the two people started from Shanghai and went to Nanjing Zijin Mountain. Noda Yi killed 105 people and Toshiaki Mukai killed 106 people.

These people are living Chinese people, but their lives are used by these beasts to bet for fun.

What's even more shameless is that the Tokyo Hiri Shimbun reported on this matter in detail, even wrote about how many people were killed in each place, and also published photos of two people. The two people became famous this time, and Japanese society praised the behavior of these two people with the name of "braveness".

Although these two men were shot as Class C war criminals after Japan was defeated in 1948, Jiang Hao still hated these two men very much.

"Hey, why don't you talk? Are you still listening? Tell me about your situation. It's boring to sleep?" asked Mizushima.

Jiang Hao looked at this guy and said, "In this world, I am an orphan, and there is nothing to say. Why not talk about your situation."

"My situation is OK. My father's name is Mizushima Shirazu, my mother's name is Aso Maomi, and there is also an older brother and a younger sister. My brother also participated in the war. My younger sister is 15 years old this year and is called Mizushima Sakura." Mizushima always said it like she was reporting a household registration, and it was all irrelevant information.

"Do your parents, brothers and sisters support you in the war?" Jiang Hao asked.

After hearing Jiang Hao's question, Mizushima immediately said, "Of course we support it. We are fighting for the fate of our country. As long as we defeat China and rule China, our Yamato nation can become the greatest nation in the world."

Jiang Hao only thought of one sentence at this moment, "There are no innocent people in Japan, and there are no irrelevant people."

"Where is your company stationed now?" Jiang Hao asked.

"On the other side of Zhongshan Gate." Mizushima General.

At Zhongshan Gate, Jiang Hao deeply remembered this address.

"Hey, tell me what you did when you were at home, who was the corps commander? By the way, how many Chinese women have you enjoyed after you came to China? I already have three." Mizushima always said, and he smiled and stretched out three fingers.

Jiang Hao stood up, walked to the Mizushima General Manager, pointed to the Mizushima General Manager and said, "What do you think is that?"

"What?" Mr. Mizushima turned his head after hearing this.

At this moment, a silver needle suddenly appeared between Jiang Hao's fingers. When he was in the Chinese medicine shop, Jiang Hao found arsenic and several packs of acupuncture needles, and put them in the space together in case of emergency needs.

Jiang Hao moved his hand and quickly sent the silver needle into the Baihui point of the Mizushima General. At the same time, a burst of spiritual power burst out along the silver needle. The Mizushima General's eyes condensed and there was no sound again.

Baihui point, as the name suggests, is the Baihui point that runs through the whole body, with a large number of brain nerves inside. Jiang Hao's spiritual power directly destroyed this guy's brain, even if it is not dead, it is certain.

Finally clear.

The people next to them didn't notice the situation here. Jiang Hao lay back on his bed and continued to practice with his eyes closed. He wanted to get better as soon as possible. He still had a lot of things to do. He might not be able to save many people, but he wanted to kill many people.

The spiritual power flowed in the body, flowing through the wounds of the shoulders, nourishing the flesh and blood, and the night passed like this. The next day, Jiang Hao felt that his entire left arm had recovered much faster than he expected. Now he was basically able to move freely. It is estimated that tomorrow will be great and the day after tomorrow will be intact.

His injuries are not minor. Ordinary people have to take care of them for at least one month. He can heal in three days. His spiritual power is really magical.

When I opened my eyes in the morning, I saw some injuries. Jiang Hao stood up silently, came to the backyard again, and started queuing up to make meals. The meals in the morning were very simple. Jiang Hao was eating and looking at the chefs, and suddenly had an idea.

After dinner, everyone else left. Jiang Hao took the initiative to come over to help, packed the dishes and put them in the bucket. When the chefs saw Jiang Hao helping, one of them came over to thank him and said, "You are a wounded person and you are still helping. Thank you very much."

Jiang Hao smiled, "It's okay, I'm just hitting a hole, and it's almost recovered. It's clear that you have few people, come and help."

"Oh, it's almost done, it's so good. You can go to the battlefield to kill the enemy again. The Empire needs soldiers like you." The chef said with a smile.

"I used to be a chef, and I felt kind to see these things." Jiang Hao said with a smile.

The chef showed his surprise, "Is it true, you are also a chef, what would you do?"

"I'm more skilled in Kansai cuisine, and I can also make some other things." Jiang Hao said.

"Really, that's it?" The chef thought for a while and said, "Then why don't you come and help us cook. We are short of chefs here and we are so busy. Please help me and eat whatever we have."

Jiang Hao thought to himself, I'm just waiting for you to say this. If you don't say it, I will have to mention it myself later.

"Yes, I really miss the feeling of cooking, but there are so many people in the hospital, it is impossible to do it very meticulously." Jiang Hao sighed.

"Is it possible to do it in detail when fighting? Unless those big guys, okay, then you stay and help. Thank you very much." The chef said.

"It's okay, I'm very happy." Jiang Hao said with a smile.

At noon, Jiang Hao had already turned into a chef, prepared the food, and helped distribute the food. Jiang Hao specially made an egg flower soup, which tasted very well and all patients liked to drink it. Someone came to ask for it after drinking a bowl. Jiang Hao was very happy to put it in the bowl.

After the meal, the chefs started eating. The chef said to Jiang Hao: "The soup you make is simple and delicious. Many soldiers said they like it very much. You can make some more in the evening."

"No problem." Jiang Hao said with a smile.

"By the way, are there any officers in our hospital?" Jiang Hao asked casually.

"Oh, yes, I have a list here. There are 2 assistants and 7 lieutenants in the hospital now. These are all served separately. As for other ordinary soldiers, they all eat together." The chef said.

“Do we serve food here?”

"Of course, it's the war time, and the food here is already very good." The chef said.

After lunch, Jiang Hao returned to the ward. When he entered the door, he saw two medical soldiers carrying the guy named Mizushima.

Jiang Hao asked the person next to him, "Why did you carry it away?"

This man knew that Jiang Hao was a chef, and the chef was one of the most undeniable people, so he immediately replied: "He didn't get up in the morning, and thought he was sleeping in and hadn't gotten up at lunch. We came back and called him and found that he was dead. This was called the medical staff. The medical staff said that he might have died of postoperative tetanus."

Jiang Hao nodded and returned to his bed to continue practicing.

After a daytime practice, Jiang Hao's arms were a little healed a little. Now it basically no longer affects normal activities, but it is still a little too difficult to exert force.

In the evening, Jiang Hao went to the kitchen to help as usual.

The egg flower soup he made was very popular. Jiang Hao made a large pot this time, and the seasonings were used very well. Finally, Jiang Hao added special seasonings arsenic powder.

Originally, Jiang Hao thought that only two packs of these people would be enough. Later, when he thought, he would use more materials and be in place at one time. Sometimes he couldn't bear to leave it alone. Will he look for the materials after using them? So Jiang Hao put one pound at one time.

After the preparation, the arsenic egg flower soup tasted a hundred meters, which attracted the wounded to come and queue up early.

The egg flower soup in the large boiler was filled with 10 barrels. You know, this was for the food of four or five hundred wounded soldiers in the entire battlefield hospital, so how could it be less?

Jiang Hao and two other people distributed egg flower soup to the wounded soldiers with spoons. Some felt that it was less, so they smiled at Jiang Hao and begged: "Cook, give one more spoonful, and one more spoonful."

"Okay, I'll give you an extra spoon." Jiang Hao gave this guy another spoonful.

Looking at the pot of egg flower soup, the guy smiled and took it away.

After about ten minutes of distribution, everyone served the meal. Seeing these Japanese soldiers snoring and drinking the egg flower soup he made, Jiang Hao smiled with satisfaction.

Unloading the apron and putting it aside, Jiang Hao said to the chef, "I'll go out first."

"Hey, you're not going to eat anymore," the chef asked.

"I'll go and solve it first, you understand." Jiang Hao said in a low voice.

The chef smiled and suddenly said, "Sasaki, I think your cooking skills are good, so why not consider staying. Although it is difficult for us to get promoted here, we can still have enough food without any danger."

Jiang Hao smiled: "It may not be possible."

Jiang Hao walked out of the battlefield hospital directly and left without looking back.

The attack time of arsenic is 20 to 30 minutes fast, and 4 or 5 hours slow, usually about 1 hour. Jiang Hao left here before the poison attack, and he didn't want to see that tragic scene.

He is a kind person.

Not long after Jiang Hao left for a few minutes, someone suddenly covered his stomach and screamed in pain, "Oh, oh, why does my stomach hurt so much?" His face turned so painful in an instant.

A person next to him said, "Are you sick? Hurry up and call the doctor to see it?" But as soon as this guy finished saying this, he felt his stomach hurt, and he covered his stomach and said crookedly on the ground.

At this moment, countless people felt that their stomachache had begun and a large-scale attack began. In fact, it was impossible for everyone to be so fast. Unfortunately, Jiang Hao had too much seasoning, so it would naturally happen quickly.

For a moment, the entire backyard of Jinling Hospital made a scream. Soon, almost everyone had an attack, lying on the ground, rolling and twisting, and was in pain.

Some people started vomiting, and they sprayed blood out with big mouthfuls.

Arsenic is very toxic. After entering the human body, it will destroy cell respiratory enzymes, prevent tissue cells from obtaining oxygen and die. It can also strongly stimulate the gastrointestinal mucosa, cause mucosa to ulcerate and bleeding, and destroy blood vessels, cause bleeding, and damage the liver. In severe cases, it will die from respiratory and circulatory failure.

At this moment, Jiang Hao, the initiator of this matter, has left the battlefield hospital. After the incident, he has left the art of fuyi and has hidden his merits and fame. Jiang Hao has learned his lessons now and adheres to the principle of not pretending to be as good as possible.

If you do it, you will do it without others knowing it or complimenting it. I will do my own thing.

This time, Jiang Hao turned on the system prompt tone and waited for the result to come.

"Ding~ Kill a Japanese soldier and get a killing point of 1."

"Ding~ Kill a Japanese soldier and get a killing point of 1."

"Ding~ Kill a Japanese soldier and get a killing point of 1."

"Ding~."

"Ding~."

The tinging sounds were endless, and Jiang Hao suddenly felt that these sounds were really wonderful, with a smile on his face.

To kill someone, you don’t have to use a gun.

Doctors can kill people, but chefs can still kill people!
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