The War of Resistance

"Look at me like that?" Leng Xiaozhi in the forest asked Mo Jianchen in surprise.

Mo Jianchen's face blushed a little, and then he changed the subject: "You look like a Jiangnan girl, why do you gag when you talk, why does it smell like a big Northeast mess?"

Mo Jianchen's words naturally caught Leng Xiaozhi's big white eyes.

Mo Jianchen is from the North but not from the Northeast. His accent is undoubtedly different from that of the Northeast. Even though he is young, he has changed from a soldier of the Red Army to a soldier of the Eighth Route Army. His experience is rich enough. He has heard all kinds of accents from people from all over the world.

And the accent is certainly a wonderful thing.

It doesn't mean that a woman is as beautiful as a flower, and her words are like Yingsheng Yanyu.

For example, later generations say that there are many beauties in Dalian, but when you open your mouth, it smells like oysters.

For example, there are southern women who look gentle and graceful, but when they speak dialect, they also have a kind of obscure feeling, and the ones who speak softly are only beautiful women from Suzhou and Hangzhou.

For example, the Leng Xiaozhi in front of me can be considered a temperamental beauty, but when she speaks, she often speaks Gaha (what are you doing) in Northeast dialect, which makes people feel a sense of disobedience.

Of course, in fact, Leng Xiaozhi's gaha was not as exaggerated as what Mo Jianchen said, he didn't want to change the subject!

"Anyone who can go to the battlefield is a good fighter. You don't care what I say!" Sure enough, Leng Xiaozhi said disapprovingly after giving Mo Jianchen a supercilious look.

Leng Xiaozhi's tone undoubtedly contained dissatisfaction with Mo Jianchen, but Mo Jianchen felt a sense of relief.

The reason is that the look in his eyes when he looked at Leng Xiaozhi just now represented his inner voice, and he felt that Leng Xiaozhi finally hadn't punctured his thoughts.

He looked at Leng Xiaozhi just now with surprise, admiration, and even affection.

The feelings between people are subtle.

The Chinese say that a gentle lady is a gentleman, and foreigners say which girl can't cherish spring and which boy is not good at love. They all say that the relationship between men and women is human nature.

Mo Jianchen returned to Gao Huaide to carry out his mission, and he and Leng Xiaozhi pretended to be husband and wife again, so naturally they spent a lot of time in private contact.

Before he knew it, Leng Xiaozhi's smile and frown took root in his mind.

In the vernacular, it makes me have her in my heart, and in the classical Chinese, it is the deep-rooted love, but of course Mo Jianchen knows that Leng Xiaozhi has a sweetheart, so he can only express his love for Leng Xiaozhi. Careful thoughts are buried deep.

But this time the two of them repelled the pursuers together, Leng Xiaozhi's performance made Mo Jianchen have mixed feelings.

There is no doubt that Leng Xiaozhi is not a veteran in war.

Women are weak and weak, but Leng Xiaozhi dared to command her even if she wanted to fight. This made Mo Jianchen think that Leng Xiaozhi was like a child talking about an adult's words or doing something about an adult.

A woman who is obedient and gentle will certainly be liked by men, but a woman who looks gentle and is very sassy in doing things will be more appreciated by men, just like Liang Hongyu playing drums and soldiers, like little girls who don’t like red clothes and love armed forces .

It would be fine if Leng Xiaozhi was just like this, but Leng Xiaozhi, a new soldier, commanded Mo Jianchen, a veteran soldier, to fight dozens of pursuers and win, and he even dared to go around the flanks of the pursuers and shoot at close range , this was even bigger than Mo Jianchen expected!

Of course Mo Jianchen knew that Leng Xiaozhi was only a student. It didn't mean that a woman had to pick up a gun to fight to be a warrior. Some women in the hidden front could not shoot.

Leng Xiaozhi is not the best in the hidden front, nor is she the best female fighter, but Mo Jianchen feels that Leng Xiaozhi was more successful in converting from the hidden front to a female fighter!

Of course, Mo Jianchen knew Shang Zhen, and even had a private chat with him. In his impression, Shang Zhen was a very ordinary person who didn't talk much, but he still had experience in guerrilla warfare.

Of course Mo Jianchen knew that it was wrong for him to like Leng Xiaozhi, but how can there be any right or wrong relationship between men and women? So when he gets along with Leng Xiaozhi, he will inevitably reveal something in his speech and behavior.

And Leng Xiaozhi is not stupid, she keeps a distance from Mo Jianchen and uses "our Shang Zhen" as an example from time to time, which is actually nothing more than reminding Mo Jianchen that she has a sweetheart!

"Chief, where are we going this time?" Mo Jianchen asked Leng Xiaozhi, looking down at the withered grass blowing in the wind beside his feet.

But what he sees now is wormwood, what flashes before his eyes is the scene of Leng Xiaozhi rolling his eyes just now.

After all, Mo Jianchen is not a great talent like Chu Tian, ​​otherwise he would just lament that the mountains and rivers are vast, but it is you who is you or you who is looking down!

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Leng Xiaozhi had no choice but to take Mo Jianchen, "Where can we go? Let's see if we can find Sister De. If we can't find it, we can only go back to the base area."

"Reliable, indeed reliable." Mo Jianchen said.

"What is reliable? What are you talking about?" Leng Xiaozhi didn't understand.

Mo Jianchen smiled suddenly, didn't say anything, but identified the direction, and then walked out with his flower mechanism, and the direction he walked was naturally the direction that Gao Huaide and the others walked before.

Leng Xiaozhi couldn't understand why Mo Jianchen said such a sentence without thinking.

Of course she knew that Mo Jianchen had certain thoughts about herself in his heart, but so what? She tidied up her mood and walked out.

In fact, Mo Jianchen said that Leng Xiaozhi was reliable was a joke. As a veteran, he was commanded by Leng Xiaozhi, and the two of them even won the battle, so he called Leng Xiaozhi the chief. What he meant was that Leng Xiaozhi was a reliable chief, that's all.

Mo Jianchen enjoys acting together with Leng Xiaozhi very much now, although Leng Xiaozhi would sometimes say "Our Shangzhen" in order to get rid of his affection, but Mo Jianchen would not believe it, as long as Leng Xiaozhi was with him We've been together for a long time, and we've grown in love for a long time, so Leng Xiaozhi won't move on?

If you want to ask why Mo Jianchen has such an idea, please see his name - Mo Jianchen.

With such a high-level name, he is by no means just literate like Shang Zhen, he has also read books in a serious way.

Leng Xiaozhizhi and Mo Jianchen were walking in the mountains, but what happened next made Mo Jianchen both sad and happy.

Just after they walked forward for more than an hour, two gunshots of "pop" and "pop" suddenly sounded behind them!

A bullet grazed Mo Jianchen's body and flew over, but when Mo Jianchen instinctively threw himself down and turned around to look, he saw Leng Xiaozhi lying on the ground and screamed!

"What's the matter? Are you injured?" Mo Jianchen asked eagerly while looking behind him with a gun in his hand.

"I hurt my leg, it hurts a lot!" Leng Xiaozhi replied.

Although Leng Xiaozhi tried her best to calm herself down, it really hurts, that kind of pain is not something she can bear if she wants to!

"Crack" and "crack" gunshots sounded again, this time a bullet flew past their heads with a "swish", while the other bullet went into the soil with a "chirp".

"It seems that there are not many enemies, don't be afraid, let's hide first." Mo Jianchen said.

There was a forest in the distance, and the two of them had walked around that forest before, and it seemed that the pursuers were only chasing after them.

Mo Jianchen dragged Leng Xiaozhi to a mound and when he lay down on his stomach, he inspected the wound on Leng Xiaozhi's calf.

What made Mo Jianchen sad was that Leng Xiaozhi's calf was indeed injured, bleeding profusely.

And what made him a little lucky was that this time Leng Xiaozhi had to let him carry her away.