The War of Resistance

The first floor of the Xiaoyang Building was very busy, and the soldiers began to pack their guns and bags, but Wang Laomao's noisy shouts were particularly prominent: "We are going out to fight, and we may have to break out of the siege. You carry those things on your back! ha?

Guan Tiedou, what's the matter with wearing a woman's scarf around your neck, it's so red, you don't think it's enough at first glance, be careful, the little devil will kill you with one shot!

Pot-packed meat, you're being silly, how long have you been a soldier, how can this little job grind like a bitch.

besides! Hu Zhuzi, you fucking put down that mattress for me, you might as well carry the two of you out! "

Of course, there are times when Old Mao Wang doesn't want to take care of things. When he doesn't want to take care of things, he will say that one person has one life, and no one will stop anyone who wants to report to Lord Yan.

But today, Old Mao Wang was very active, or he was more active than before, and he shouted "嗤咕" "哩咕"!

Others don't understand what's going on, but Mr. Wang himself doesn't know what's going on? It's not that the king didn't go to court early these days when he was pregnant with a beauty. As a result, the city of Nanjing was surrounded by Japanese devils, and they couldn't get out of the city after running for a whole day yesterday.

Old Mao Wang was trying to cover up his guilty conscience with his current strength and positivity!

It's just that Wang Laomao knows in his heart that others are not stupid.

Some soldiers didn't make a sound if they couldn't offend Old Mao Wang, but there were still some who dared to make a sound after all, such as the little dustpan.

"You can change a daughter-in-law with a piece of tarpaulin, but you can't change two wives with that quilt!" the little dustpan whispered.

Everyone has been hanging out together for a long time, and those who sing operas will disrupt the stage. The little dustpan's complaints naturally made the soldiers laugh, and Wang Laomao raised his eyes again.

The Japanese army besieged the city, and Shang Zhen and the others were finally about to take action, and this was the price they soldiers paid for their temporary safety.

They wandered around the city of Nanjing for a whole day yesterday, but they couldn't find a chance to leave the city. Some city gates were blocked, and some city gates were guarded by officers and soldiers, and they were not allowed to go out at all.

In the end, after discussing with Wang Laomao, Shang Zhen and Wang Laomao decided that they should still vote for the Gendarmerie regiment where He Liang was.

After all, they are currently in Nanjing, and the person they know well is He Liang.

And Shang Zhen also knew that the head of the military police regiment where He Liang was, was an official fan.

He asked He Liang to tell their team leader that in the future, Shang Zhen and his gang would find an opportunity for their team leader to make greater contributions!

Of course, that being said, Shang Zhen just wanted to find an opportunity to take his group out of this battlefield, and then turned to look for the 112th Division outside the Taiping Gate. After all, they still like to be with their Northeast Army. .

At this time, Old Mao Wang saw the little dustpan talking strange things about himself again, and he looked like he couldn't get off the stage, so he ran to the little dustpan with his eyes straight.

Seeing Wang Laomao's menacing appearance, soldiers who joined later like Qiao Xiong, He Xiangcai, and Fan Chanchan felt their little hearts start to "thump".

Don't look at them being brave in battle, but being brave in battle does not mean that they are powerful in fighting.

This Northeast's habit of whistling at first glance can definitely scare a vote of southerners outside.

Everyone saw that Old Mao Wang walked up to the little dustpan with a nasty attitude, and the little dustpan was a little bit drummed in his heart. Is this old uncle Wang really anxious by himself?

Northeast people love face.

It doesn't matter if he makes complaints like this behind his back, but saying it in front of everyone is a bit of a slap in the face of Old Mao Wang.

But the little dustpan did not show weakness, and squinted at the man who had tried so hard to be his godfather.

Old Mao Wang just stared into the little dustpan's eyes, and after watching for a while, Old Mao Wang suddenly laughed, and then scolded: "You little bastard, if you speak ill of me again, do you still want to marry a wife?"

When Wang Laomao said this, Little Dustpan laughed, and the others also laughed. At this time, everyone believed that this Wang Laomao was really not so good to Little Dustpan!

But at this moment, the door suddenly opened without warning.

As soon as the door was opened, sunlight slanted in, and not only the sunlight came in, but also a long shadow cast by the sunlight.

The soldiers who were busy in the room slowed down their movements and stopped altogether. They all looked at the person who appeared at the door, that was Chu Tian

There is a famous saying that there are 10,000 Hamlets in the eyes of 10,000 people.

But Chutian's current appearance is different in the eyes of everyone.

Qian Chuan'er, who is a half-baked doctor of Chinese medicine, seemed to see Chu Tian's sloppy footsteps, slightly swollen eyeballs, and even a deficiency of kidney qi.

Wang Laomao let out a "chuck" in his nose, thinking, can that small body withstand the toss?

But Zhen Hanwen sighed silently. He remembered that when the golden wind and jade dew met, a beach of sand herons would be startled.

It's not right, it should be thunder and fire, or dry firewood meets fire?

As for the other soldiers, there was a feeling of envy, jealousy and hatred.

Shang Zhen and the others ran all day yesterday but Chu Tian didn't follow them, and if Shang Zhen and the others really took the opportunity to leave the city, then Chu Tian would be regarded as leaving the team, and it would be a long time to see each other again.

It's just that who would have thought that the boy Chu Tian would come back now.

Moreover, not only did he come back, but he was still fully armed. It seemed that he was about to return to the team again.

"Boss, did you go to the wrong place? I thought you eloped?" Finally someone spoke, and what he said was sarcasm, and it was money.

Everyone saw that Chutian's face turned red when he came in, and his face turned even redder after Qian Chuaner's words.

It's just that Chutian didn't reply, instead he went in and stood by the back door.

What is herd mentality? Now that Qian Chuan'er has started to speak satirically about Chutian, then people will naturally follow suit. Of course, this also implies the common inferiority of human beings, that is, I haven't married a wife yet, Chutian, you little boy And why did she cheat a delicate female student.

Just when the sarcasm of the soldiers was about to rise, everyone saw another leg stepping into the threshold.

One look at that leg, and the room returned to its previous silence.

Just because it is obvious that the one who stepped into the threshold was a woman's leg, and the shoes were still small leather shoes, which cannot be said to be polished, but compared with the shoes worn by the soldiers, one was in the sky and the other was in the ground.

And then, as that leg moved forward, a young woman, no, to be precise, a female student or a girl appeared inside the door frame.

She was wearing a black cotton skirt with a jacket and a snow-white cap around her neck. She was holding a small suitcase in her left hand, while she held a black and white kitten in her arms with her right hand!

Quiet, it's so quiet, this girl is like a fairy from the mountains, as if nothing in the world can be attached to her body!

After a while, Old Mao Wang's voice rang out: "His grandma has legs, Chutian, you bastard, you think you are Uncle Liu Huang fleeing from disaster, and you are dragging the family around—"

However, only the last few words were missing, and Old Mao Wang's shouting stopped abruptly.

It seems that I shouldn't have said these words, so if I said this frankly, didn't I slap myself in the face?

"Shang Zhen, Shang boy, you bastard, come down from upstairs and see what to do with this deserter!" Old Mao Wang stopped the loss in time!