You were tasked with guarding the Sihang Warehouse, and you brought out a Tiger tank?

Qingcheng Port is the former site of the National Shandong University.

Lin Feng walked through the tree-lined campus. This place had previously been occupied by the Japanese navy and turned into the naval headquarters.

Now, those Japanese flags have long been torn down and burned, and the flags of the Great Xia have been hung up again on the main building.

Zhao Yushu, carrying a thick folder, followed Lin Feng and reported on his work.

"Cousin, we've basically taken stock of the educational and medical institutions in the city."

Zhao Yushu opened the folder and read out the data.

"National Lu Province University relocated to Wanxian County, Sichuan Province at the end of last year."

After the Japanese occupied Qingcheng Port, in order to promote indoctrination, they set up a "special teacher training course" in the puppet municipal middle school.

They specifically taught the Japanese language to cultivate pro-Japanese elements.

The so-called goodwill elements are actually traitors and subjects of the Japanese imperial court.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng stopped and snorted coldly:

"What happened to those Japanese teachers who implemented indoctrination programs?"

"They were all sent to the First Labor Reform Camp."

Zhao Yushu answered very decisively.

"I was assigned to a small team with those Japanese capitalists, and my daily task was to clean the septic tanks."

Lin Feng nodded:

"Well done. These Japanese devils are here to exterminate our Great Xia culture."

They don't call me "Dad," they call me "Oudousan" (a derogatory term for a foreigner), this is tantamount to destroying our nation and annihilating our race! On the land of Great Xia, such a malignant tumor must not be tolerated.

By the way, how's the situation at the hospital?

Zhao Yushu turned a page of the report.

"The municipal hospital was previously occupied by the Japanese navy."

Tongrenhui Qingchenggang Hospital, the newly built Japanese Army Hospital, and Qingchenggang Infectious Disease Hospital.

Now it's all under the control of our 33rd Army Corps.

All the medical equipment and medicines inside were seized and stored in a warehouse.

"How were the Japanese doctors and nurses inside dealt with?" Lin Feng asked.

Zhao Yushu hesitated for a moment and lowered his voice.

"As you instructed, they have all been gathered together and placed under guard."

However, Your Excellency, there are many wounded soldiers on the front lines, and many civilians also need medical treatment. Our own military doctors are simply not enough.

Should we let these Japanese doctors help out in the operating room?

Lin Feng immediately waved his hand in refusal, his tone resolute.

"Absolutely not. One must always be wary of others."

These people have been brainwashed by militarism for many years, and they are crazy to the core.

What if they tamper with the operating table or poison the medicine?

Our wounded soldiers died so unjustly.

Lin Feng looked at the teaching building in the distance and made arrangements.

"This National Shandong University must be re-established, with priority given to training medical and industrial personnel."

Let those Japanese doctors do teaching for now.

We will entrust the young students and nurses we recruited to their care.

They are only allowed to teach basic anatomy, nursing, and pathology.

They deployed guards to watch them 24 hours a day.

Those who were not severely brainwashed and were honest and law-abiding were selected from among them.

We will consider dedicating ourselves to peripheral medical work later.

Zhao Yushu nodded repeatedly and wrote down the order in his notebook.

"Oh, right, there's one more thing."

Zhao Yushu closed the folder, his expression becoming somewhat excited.

"Our recruitment notice has worked."

This morning, a very important person came to the headquarters.

He said he absolutely had to see you.

"Oh? Who is it?" Lin Feng became interested.

"Wang Kangning".

Zhao Yushu gave a name.

"Descendants of a renowned local medical family."

What's even more impressive is that he is a biochemistry PhD who studied at Johns Hopkins University in the United States.

I heard that he was full of enthusiasm to return to China to fight against the Japanese, but when he arrived in Jiangcheng, he found that the Nationalist government was extremely corrupt.

There was simply no environment for him to conduct scientific research and pharmaceutical manufacturing.

Upon learning that we had recaptured Qingcheng Port and were vigorously developing industry and education, they proactively came to join us.

Lin Feng's eyes lit up.

This is like a pillow delivered just when you're about to fall asleep!

He has the complete penicillin production line and technical drawings. The factory has been found and the equipment has been installed. Now he is worried about not having a knowledgeable expert to take charge.

"Let's go back to headquarters. I'll see him in person."

Half an hour later, in the reception room of the 33rd Army Corps headquarters.

Wang Kangning was wearing a slightly faded suit and black-rimmed glasses.

In his early thirties, he exuded an air of intellectual aloofness and stubbornness.

Lin Feng strode into the reception room and extended his hand.

"Dr. Wang, I have long admired your name."

It is an honor for my 33rd Army Corps that you have come to Qingcheng Port.

Wang Kangning stood up, shook hands with Lin Feng, and spoke very directly.

"General Lin, there's no need for formalities."

I came to Qingchenggang because I heard that you are genuinely committed to resisting the Japanese and are willing to invest in and develop industries.

I'd like to ask, what exactly do you want to do with us biochemists?"

Lin Feng smiled and gestured for Wang Kangning to sit down.

"Dr. Wang speaks his mind directly, so I won't beat around the bush either."

I want to start a pharmaceutical factory.

A pharmaceutical company that could change the course of this war.

Wang Kangning pushed up his glasses, his brows furrowing slightly.

"General Lin, please forgive my bluntness."

Given the current state of Daxia's chemical industry, even producing basic compounds like aspirin and sulfonamides would be a struggle.

The few remaining businesses have all fallen in Shanghai. Now we rely entirely on importing from foreigners at high prices.

Your ambition to start a pharmaceutical factory is commendable, but reality is harsh.

"What if I said I wasn't going to make aspirin, or sulfonamides?"

Lin Feng leaned back on the sofa, his gaze fixed intently on Wang Kangning.

"What I'm going to make is penicillin."

"What?!"

Wang Kangning suddenly stood up from the sofa, the movement so forceful that he almost knocked over the teacup in front of him.

He stared at Lin Feng in utter shock, as if he had heard a fairy tale.

Penicillin?

General Lin, do you know what you're saying?

While studying in Baiying, Wang Kangning kept abreast of the latest developments in international biomedicine.

"Ten years ago, Professor John Fleming did indeed discover the bactericidal properties of Penicillium."

However, to this day, laboratories around the world have been unable to solve the problems of purification and mass production.

Even the most advanced laboratories in the White Eagles can't produce more than a few grams of pure penicillin a year.

You said you want to build this in Qingcheng Port?

Wang Kangning shook his head repeatedly, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.

"General Lin, science is not war; it cannot be achieved by shouting slogans."

That's wishful thinking.

Lin Feng wasn't angry. Instead, he took out a thick document from the drawer and pushed it in front of Wang Kangning.

"Dr. Wang, don't rush to conclusions."

Look at this.

Wang Kangning picked up the document with suspicion and turned to the first page.

He only glanced at it once, but his gaze was fixed on it forever.

"This...this is a process flow diagram for deep liquid fermentation technology?"

Wang Kangning's voice began to tremble as his hands rapidly flipped through the documents.

"Corn steep liquor nutrient solution ratio?"

What are the sterile air input parameters?

Vacuum freeze-drying purification method?

Wang Kangning became increasingly alarmed as he looked, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The technology described in this document completely overturned his understanding of biopharmaceuticals.

This not only solved the purification problem, but also provided a perfect solution for large-scale industrial mass production!

"General Lin, where...where did you get this technical data?"

Wang Kangning suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with the fervor of a believer who had seen a priceless treasure.

"This is priceless!"

If this process is truly feasible, penicillin production could increase thousands of times!

"You don't need to worry about the source; it's absolutely reliable."

Lin Feng unleashed his final trump card.

"In addition to the complete set of technical drawings and physical equipment."

I also have a high-yielding Penicillium strain that has undergone special mutagenesis.

Its potency is hundreds of times that of common Penicillium mold in nature.