The War of Resistance

"The division commander's head injury is that serious?" Zhao Mingxuan asked Zhao Tieying outside the division headquarters who had just come out of the division headquarters.

"Who can explain this kind of thing clearly?" Zhao Tieying sighed, "I heard from the chief of staff that it looks like nothing is wrong on the outside. The scar has healed long ago, but the division commander said that it hurts inside the head. It's just a joke for us to watch. No, what’s the best way?”

Zhao Mingxuan said "Oh" and stopped asking.

"We have a place to stay now. The chief of staff will treat us to dinner tonight, along with the three regiment commanders and a few deputy regimental commanders and battalion commanders.

There's nothing else to do without you guys, so you should take your brothers for a drink or something, and you'll be quite tired during this period of time. "Zhao Tieying ordered Zhao Ming to preach.

Zhao Tieying led the dozens of people to go to Da Yang where Shang Zhen was hiding, but he never thought that Fan Tongzuo, who "knows" Da Yang's whereabouts, would run away and torment them.

Zhao Tieying has always shown kindness and kindness, and now is the time to show kindness.

"Yes." Zhao Mingxuan responded quickly.

At this point, the two of them separated and went their separate ways to drink.

Zhao Wenxuan set up the wine shop in the yard of a commoner's house.

Since their regiment is now relatively close to the division headquarters, the impact of drinking in the military camp will not be good.

This time, the soldiers Zhao Mingxuan rewarded were the same group of people who followed him and Zhao Tieying to find Da Yang where Shang Zhen was hiding.

That windfall didn't happen, but the soldiers worked extremely hard and we couldn't give them rewards. It's always okay to eat and drink well, right?

The so-called good food was the pig they snatched from a commoner's house on the way, and the good drink was the roasted sweet potatoes they got, although there weren't many roasted sweet potatoes.

You learn from whomever you follow. Soldiers fight with their heads tucked into their waistbands. Carpe diem is the life creed of these soldiers, so when the hot wine is drunk, the soldiers become noisy.

But in the midst of this commotion, the door of that household was suddenly pushed open with a creak.

Some of the videos were talking loudly and did not notice that the courtyard door was opened, but after all, they noticed it. When they looked at the door, no one came in.

"Who the hell is that?" a soldier asked loudly.

When the soldier asked this question, all the other soldiers naturally noticed it, so the noise stopped and everyone looked towards the courtyard door.

The courtyard door was open, but no one came in. But there was no wind now, so it was impossible to open the heavy wooden door by itself.

Only then did Zhao Mengxin realize that he had not sent any sentries!

Nothing unexpected will happen, right? Zhao Wenxuan thought to himself and wanted to reach out and touch the gun, but then he realized that before he drank, you hung the gun on the wall of this house.

And at this moment, a head suddenly poked out from outside the courtyard door.

Speaking of that, there is an officer's hat on his head. If he drinks without permission at the station and sees an officer, the soldiers should be afraid, but when they see the face under the hat, the soldier who was already silent just now They burst out laughing with a bang.

"Sir Wang, what brought you here?" Zhao Mingxuan smiled and stood up.

It turned out that it was Wang Qingfeng who showed that face at this time.

Who is Wang Qingfeng? The direct brother-in-law of their division commander Liu Chengyi, the logistics manager of their 113th Division! How many people in the whole body don't know him?

"Okay, you hide here and drink, I have to report to the teacher!" Wang Qingfeng said seriously.

If you are not familiar with Wang Qingfeng, you will really be intimidated by Wang Qingfeng, but Zhao Mingxuan is familiar with Wang Jinfeng. After their team got good things, they showed great respect to Fatty Wang. They are familiar with him at ordinary times, and they can't be more familiar with him!

"Sir Wang, if you report our drinking to the teacher, then you won't have any part in drinking this time!" Zhao Mingxuan said with a smile.

"No, no, I don't want you to drink?" Wu Qi said with a smile.

Just when Zhao Mingxue was thinking about how to deal with it, Wang Qingfeng, who was hiding behind the door, took a step forward and stood inside the door. He raised his hands and Zhao Mingxuan saw that Wang Qingfeng was holding a big wine jar in his hand!

"The Sa family is not short of wine, but what the Sa family is short of is food to go with the wine. Brother, how about we make peace with you when we come to your place?" Wang Qingfeng began to express his words.

It turned out that Wang Xianfeng smelled the smell of alcohol somewhere and came over with a wine jar to drink with them.

"Of course that's good!" Zhao Wenxuan laughed loudly, stood up and went to greet Wang Qingfeng.

At this point, Wang Qingfeng was added to Zhao Mingxuan's wine table.

This time, Mr. Wang brought more wine, and the soldiers naturally drank happily and talked as much as they had, so all kinds of topics came up one after another.

"If Shang Zhen and the others fight the Japanese, they must be better than your group, but their loot is not as good as yours!" Wang Qingfeng, whose face was red from drinking, didn't know who to pick up the topic, so he brought up Shang Zhen.

Wen Wu is the first and Wu Wu is the second. When Wang Qingfeng said this, people like Zhao Mingxuan were not happy at that time.

"Wang, Sir Wang, I don't agree with what you said. How can you increase their ambition and destroy the prestige of our regiment?" A soldier whose face was red from drinking stood up, and that person was none other than Zhao Mingxuan. Ren Hai, a platoon leader under their company.

"Then you are not as powerful as Shang Zhen!" Wang Qingfeng, who was also drinking and blushing, retorted directly, "Just take this time as an example, I heard that Shang Zhen and the others were beaten to death a lot in Shuiquan Town. Japanese devils! How many more have you killed? If you kill more than one slap in the face, I will lose!"

"Why didn't we kill the Japanese? We don't know how many Japanese we killed, but there must be ten or eight!" Ren Hai continued to argue with Wang Qingfeng with his tongue hanging out.

"Stop bragging!" Wang Qingfeng was unhappy and her voice also rose, "Where did you kill the Japanese? When did you kill the Japanese?"

"We were also the Japanese who were killed in Shuiquan Town. When the Japanese rushed out, they were beaten by us with box cannons. That was the only one. If there were more, there would always be ten or eight!" Ren Hai shouted .

"Real or false? Then why didn't I see your group reporting the results?" Wang Qingfeng still didn't believe it.

But while he was waiting for Ren Hai to say more, Zhao Mingxuan stood up and said: "Sir Wang is right, we are indeed no better than Shang Zhen and others in fighting the Japanese.

Ren Hai, sit down for me! We didn't kill the Japanese this time, but we killed no less than Shang Zhen before! "

Wang Tianfeng noticed that when Zhao Mingxuan said this, he had already given Ren Hai a sharp look.

Ren Hai sat down, but the drunk man wanted to speak. Although the superiors stopped him, the crowd of people who were not yet overjoyed still muttered, "What's going on is what's going on. Why don't you let others talk about it?"

When Wang Qingfeng still wanted to join the crowd again, Zhao Mingxuan had already announced: "Come on, brothers, let's all come out and give a toast to Commander Wang. I hope that Commander Wang will support and take care of you in the future!"

Since the company commander said he wanted to toast Wang Qingfeng, the soldiers stood up one after another. When Wang Qingfeng thought about the topic just now, it seemed a bit abrupt, so he didn't ask again.

The banquet started at around 4 o'clock in the afternoon, and Wang Xuefeng drank until it was almost dark before taking a rest. He staggered out of that common people's house.

Can. Just when he reached the entrance of an alley, a man suddenly appeared from the entrance of the alley and asked Wang Qingfeng: "How about it, Sir Wang, are you trying to trick them?"

"It's just a trick." Wang Xingfeng replied casually and walked towards his residence.

"What did they say?" the man asked.

"They said that they also shot the Japanese in Shuiquan Town. When the Japanese rushed out of the town, they opened fire." Wang Qingfeng replied.

But this time he really drank a lot. When the wind blew in his face, he suddenly felt so sick, so he squatted on the ground and vomited loudly.

I’m too sleepy. I can’t do it anymore. I have to go to bed. I’ll correct the typo tomorrow.