The War of Resistance

Chapter 1278

At dusk, Shang Zhen's guard company had withdrawn to the outside of Liu Ji's brigade headquarters.

Liujiben is a small town. The 337th Brigade and the 680th Regiment have all arrived here. The stables and woodsheds are already full, and where are the guards staying?

So they can only sleep in the corridor outside the house.

However, in the war years, life is cheap, who would pick and choose, not to mention running for dozens of miles back and forth in a day.

When the hot soup made by the cooking team was eaten and some mixed noodles pancakes were eaten, there was finally a little more life among the soldiers.

"Er bastard, are you from our company? Why are you here?" A soldier in the crowd leaning against the corner asked in a low voice, but the tone was obviously joking.

"How about your guard company's food?" Er Hunzi replied with a smile.

"Don't talk about it, why don't you just eat the soup?" the soldier leaning lazily against the bottom of the wall gasped.

"We only have soup but no big pancakes." Er Huanzi stared blankly.

"Let's say you are trying to eat two more big pancakes." The soldier sitting next to the base of the big wall directly exposed him.

"Don't tell me if you see it, don't say it if you see it, hehe." Er Huanzi still had plausible words.

The soldier leaning against the base of the wall snorted but sat up and reached out to touch the man's pocket.

The second bastard was also self-conscious, and when he took out the box of cigarettes, he smoked the few soldiers around him.

If you don't hit the smiling man with your hand, the soldiers will stop targeting him.

The second bastard is a soldier of Liu Quanyou's company. He is usually acquainted with the people in the security company. .

Shan Fei took a deep breath of the cigarette, savoring the pungentness in his lungs, and then spit it out with a satisfied expression on his face.

"Well, do you know what happiness is when you smoke my cigarette?" Er Huanzi teased him.

"Happy ass, I can only say that I'm still alive." Shan Fei didn't agree with Er Huanzi's words, but gave a more accurate description of his mood at this time.

Solo Fei's words drifted into the ears of the soldiers beside him, and some soldiers even glanced at Solo Fei in surprise, surprised that Solo Fei could still speak such level words.

Yes, rather than being happy, it is better to say that I am glad that I am still alive.

They went to meet the company commander Shang Zhen, and Shang Zhen was rescued, and around 30 Japanese devils were beaten to death when they surrounded them. knew.

For this reason, the guard company also paid the price of killing 15 people and injuring more than 10 people.

Most of the fifteen people who died were from the first row of the guard company, and even Liu Kui, the leader of the first row, was killed.

Those who died in battle were not pulled back and were buried where they were.

Compared with the fifteen people who have been buried in the ground, those who came back alive are undoubtedly lucky.

"Poor, fifteen people disappeared all of a sudden, and those fifteen people went underground but they didn't even dig up their own yard." Taking another puff of cigarette, Shan Fei said with emotion.

Your own yard? Er Hunzi glanced at Solo Flying in surprise, and then he understood what Solo Flying meant.

In this battle, both Liu Quanyou and the guard company participated, and of course the second bastard also went, but he was neither injured nor shot on his turn. After all, the battle was only in a limited number of two or three places. Did not catch up.

But he was present when the fifteen fallen soldiers were buried.

Most Chinese people believe that when people die, they go to the underworld. They think that when they are alive in the underworld, they should do what they should do in the underworld after death, and graves are the homes of the dead in the underworld.

Since fifteen people were buried together, wouldn't it mean that they could only live in a large courtyard without a home of their own size?

"It's okay, don't worry about how they found a nest, and if they died and no one buried them, wouldn't they become lonely ghosts?" The bastard who has always been smiling is rarely serious talk.

"That's an ugly word! Who are you talking about as ghosts and wild ghosts?" At this moment, someone suddenly disagreed.

Hearing the sound, the Erhunzi raised his head and saw that there were already two soldiers standing in front of him, one tall and one short, one big and one young in terms of age, but they were looking at him.

The second gangster is always messing around with the guards. He saw that these two people looked tense, but when he saw that the other party was just a soldier, he refused to give up. ghost?"

"Stop talking nonsense, how many people were killed in the Northeast Army, and the commanders were all killed. You call them lonely ghosts? No matter if they were generals or soldiers, they died for the country, and that's called resistance against Japan. Heroic soul!" The older soldier said righteously.

The soldier's words made the atmosphere seem a bit depressed, and most of the soldiers leaning against the wall looked over.

All of a sudden, the second bastard who has always been able to deal with it made people speechless.

The soldier also saw that the two bastards were silent, so he walked forward with the boy soldier next to him. In the eyes of the soldier, the two of them walked to the gate, told the guard and went straight into the yard.

At this time, the other soldiers looked at Er Hunzi again, seeing that Er Huanzi was a little embarrassed, what else could he say? The truths people say can be put on the table at any time, and if his words are heard by the chief, I am afraid that he will be beaten up.

Er Huanzi felt uncomfortable seeing other people looking at him, so he found a step for himself, and asked Shan Fei, "A recruit?"

Seeing that Er Hunzi was pouted (juě) by others, Shan Fei felt amused and pretended to be confused: "It's not a recruit, a veteran!"

"Get out!" Shan Fei said angrily, "I'm asking if I'm a new veteran, someone from your company commander?"

"I don't have eyes, hehe." Solo said gloatingly, acquiescing to Solo's statement.

Er Huanzi can only admit that he is unlucky, although the person he just mentioned is not an officer.

"I heard that the people brought back by your company commander are quite capable of fighting. By the way, they also captured a few Japanese devils, right?" Er Hunzi asked in a low voice when he glanced around and saw that there were no strangers.

"What do you mean that the people brought back by our company commander are pretty good at fighting?" Solo was not happy, "It's our security company that is very good at fighting, you know?"

"Yes, yes, your guard company is very good at fighting." Er Hunzi agreed, but he didn't think so in his heart. If he can fight, he can fight. Although he is also in the guard company now, but the one in your original police company is also good at fighting. That's all.

But he can't talk about this matter, if it goes on, there's no way to talk about it anymore, he then asked, "Hey, who caught those three Japanese devils?"

Shan Fei wanted to say that our company of guards had caught him, but after all he thought about it, he didn't argue any more. Instead, he leaned up, looked left and right, and then stretched out his hand and pointed slightly: "Is there anyone who is cross-legged?" the big guy, and the little guy who just passed behind the pawn who poked you."

"What do you mean?" Er Huanzi was a little puzzled.

"What do you mean? That's what it means." Shan Fei leaned back against the wall with a smug expression on his face.

The second bastard stared at Solo's expression for a while, then turned his head to look carefully at the soldier who was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed.

If you look at the soldier's figure, it's half of the black iron tower when he's sitting, but looking at his face, it's a bit nonsense to say that the hair hasn't fully grown yet, but the place where the beard should grow is just a thin layer of down. how big is this Let's say Potian is fifteen or sixteen.

After a while, the second bastard, who was relieved, asked in astonishment: "Didn't you say that those Japanese devils were caught by these three boys? How old are they?"

"To be precise, those two little ones caught it, and the one who pissed you off doesn't count." Solo's words shocked the second bastard even more.