Xiao Hongying was proud and admired herself deeply. xshuotxtcom It doesn't matter if you are small or have no command experience, but the most important thing is to have a big face. In order to let her take on the responsibility of the ninth row, she made a new temporary structure with great efforts. Ma Liang is the commander, Runny Nose is the pioneer, Shi Cheng is the cover and support, and Mule is the supervisor. Isn't my aunt invincible? Isn't she? The proud little girl almost wanted to take over the artillery tower. Of course, she is different from Liu Jianqiang. Considering the huge risk, she can't bear to see the ninth row disabled, so she can only fantasize a little and not really do it.
Since he was the platoon leader for the next two days, he had to temporarily strengthen his outfit, otherwise how could he show the style of Comrade Hongying. When Hu Yi returned to the regiment, he only carried a Mauser pistol, and left all the other things behind. The little girl went to Hu Yi's residence, put on another Mauser pistol of Fox, hung Fox's telescope on her chest, took out a map bag from Fox's shoulder bag and hung it around her waist, found the marching compass and fiddled with it in her little hands, and then she was satisfied and led the "guard" back to the sun.
This time it was dazzling, and all the soldiers were stunned. Wow, so grand!
"Call the platoon leader!" She shouted to the soldiers passing by while staggering with each step.
"Hello, Platoon Leader!" The soldiers thought to themselves, you are so cocky, you wish we could call you regiment leader, right? Do you dare to hold your head up any higher? If you hold it up any higher, I will fall!
Suddenly, he put his hands behind his back and said to a spectator who was looking very upset: "Hey, Ma Liang, I'm looking for you. Come with me."
"Where are you going?"
"Let's go to the bunker. From now on, the bunker is the command post of this platoon leader. Oh, and by the way, arrange for someone to move the small table in my room to the bunker. Don't leave the bench and kettle behind."
Ma Liang drooped his eyebrows and watched the little guy leading the idiot to walk north, sighed and said to the people around him: "What are you still standing there for? Didn't you hear what the platoon leader said, you two go move it!" Then he walked towards the bunker helplessly. It seemed that he really had to play house with her.
Li Xiang was holding a piece of chalk and writing on a wooden board under a big tree. Several soldiers nearby stared at him. One of them couldn't help but ask, "Brother Li Xiang, what does the girl want you to write?"
Li Xiang finished writing the last stroke and wiped his sweat before answering: "A good comrade is one who listens to the platoon leader!"
The soldiers immediately felt a chill.
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In the bunker, the little girl sat at the table, dipping her fingertips in water and drawing a turtle on the table. Ma Liang, standing beside her, paced back and forth with a frown on his face, thinking about how to deploy the ninth platoon at night.
"I have already drawn three. What do you think?" After finishing her work, the little girl shook her fingers and asked Ma Liang.
"It's not difficult to arrange an ambush. I was thinking... if they are bandits, they should have discovered that we are the Eighth Route Army. Would they dare to come? Maybe they would have been scared away, and our efforts would have been in vain. We can afford to waste two or three days, but it will be a problem if it takes longer. This is the most annoying thing."
The little girl thought for a moment, "He's sneaking around, so he's definitely not a good person. He must have a purpose. Otherwise, why would he be sneaking around? I was definitely not wrong at the time. He definitely didn't look like a good person. Think about it, if I was thinking about something, would I give up easily? I broke into the dormitory of the third company with so many people, right?"
Ma Liang was speechless, thinking, "Have you stopped doing sneaky things? Then are you a good person?" However, this sentence gave Ma Liang a clue and he fell into thinking again.
The people who appeared in the wilderness could not be puppet soldiers or Japanese soldiers, nor were they likely to be the plainclothes detective team. The most likely possibility was that they were civilians or mountain bandits. Now assuming that the little girl was right and that they were bandits who accidentally discovered that there were Eighth Route Army soldiers in the wine station, then what was worth their risk
The Eighth Route Army didn't have gold, silver, or valuables. That was impossible. Guns and ammunition could be a reason, but would they have the courage to risk their lives for them? That was too far-fetched. It shouldn't be possible. Then, food? Could it be food? The Japanese blockade was complete. It was summer. At this time...
Ma Liang clapped his hands suddenly, turned around and said: "Let's dry the grain by the river. Prepare tonight's dinner and make a bigger fire. We will eat whatever smells good." Then he prepared to go out and give orders.
"Stop right there!" The little girl puffed out her chest, showing off her beautiful telescope.
Ma Liang finally reacted and returned to the table: "I forgot, forgot, haha. Platoon leader, this is what I thought..."
After a moment, Xiao? slapped the table and said, "Good! Staff Officer Ma, not bad. Well, pass the order down and do as this platoon leader says, understand?"
Well, it was clearly the plan of "Staff Officer Ma", but in a blink of an eye it became "the idea of Platoon Leader Hongying". Ma Liang smiled in his heart, but he thought it was a good thing. According to Runny Nose, it would be strange if he was willing to execute it if it was Ma Liang's plan. He dared not find fault with it if it was Platoon Leader Hongying's clever plan. The two positions of Staff Officer of the Ninth Platoon and Messenger are quite comfortable. Without the Third Squad, I, Ma Liang, will be in control!
So Ma Liang stood at attention to Xiao Hongying without hesitation, answered seriously, "Yes," and then left the bunker.
After Ma Liang left, Xiao Hongying, who was sitting at the table, also laughed. I'm afraid I'm going to become famous in one battle, right? She quickly counted on her fingers: Gao Yidao, Hu Li, Wu Yan, Hao Ping, and me. Am I going to become one of the 'Five Tiger Generals' of the Independent Regiment? Huh? The corners of her mouth on both sides couldn't help but widen, and gradually stretched to the back of her head, hahahahahaha...
Wu Shitou, who was standing by, didn't understand what was wrong with the little girl at all. He was so confused that his eyelids were twitching. He was really worried that the child would laugh until her jaw dropped.
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A thin moon was hanging high in the sky and it was already past midnight.
A makeshift raft vaguely appeared on the river. Seven or eight figures lay on the raft, paddling silently and drifting slowly towards the dark river peninsula.
Cautiously approaching the shore, the figure got off the raft, dragged the raft a little closer to the shore, and then tiptoed to start searching on the beach.
A figure asked in a low voice: "Didn't you say they forgot to collect the food? How could this be possible?"
The other one answered quietly, "I watched until dark and couldn't see them anymore. I certainly didn't see them cleaning up!"
In the bushes some distance away, the telescope was put down. It was actually attracted by the food. Xiao Hongying looked worried, but no one could see it in the darkness. I thought there would be at least a hundred or eighty enemies, but after a long time, there were only seven or eight. Can't these thieves be a little more ambitious? Can't they be more generous? There is no future!
Luo Fugui beside him whispered, "It's dark and not far away, but you're still looking through the telescope. Aren't you tired?"
"What do you care? I'm willing!" Seeing that she could no longer be one of the Five Tiger Generals, the little girl became angry.
"So should we fight now?"
"If you want them alive, shoot a volley of bullets along the waterline near the beach, and then make them surrender."
Maybe they have a base on the other side of the river. If we catch them alive and find out their location, we can go straight to Huanglong. Xiao Hongying really doesn't think much of this victory, so she changed her mind temporarily. How can this be considered a battle? It's depressing.
The machine gun suddenly sounded, and seven or eight figures on the beach lay down in panic. A continuous trajectory of bullets burst out along the water's edge. Under the dim moonlight, the white splashes of water that jumped high could be seen, drawing a line of death for the figures on the beach.
"They have an ambush!" A figure shouted in panic. In fact, everyone understood, but he still shouted it out subconsciously.
Seeing the machine gun sweeping over the water's edge, seven or eight figures suddenly jumped up and fled in panic towards the woods on the peninsula.
I thought that the sound of the machine gun would scare these bandits out of their wits, and then they would be told to surrender their weapons and I would spare their lives. But unexpectedly, they did not hesitate and just ran away.
"Oh? These little grasshoppers can't be scared without seeing blood. Squad one on the east bank, squad two on the west bank, squad nine on the center line, go and surround them for me." Platoon Leader Hongying gave the order loudly and with great courage.
Seven or eight panicked figures rushed into the woods and soon saw a clearing under the moonlight and a few houses. They didn't expect the woods to be so thin. There was a noisy sound of running from the beach behind them, and fires were lit outside the woods on the west bank opposite the clearing. The peninsula was so small that there was obviously nowhere to escape, so they had to go directly into the house.
Nine rows of soldiers formed a circle in the woods, and a torch was thrown into the bonfire that had been prepared in the open space.
Xiao Hongying stood with her hands on her hips, and shouted towards the open space with a stern face: "Come out and surrender quickly!"
Someone in a room answered: "We are warning you, we have guns, if you dare to come over, we will not show mercy!"
"Oh! We are rebelling against you. We are the Eighth Route Army. Do you understand? Are you afraid?"
"So what if we're the Eighth Route Army? Do you think we were brought up to be scared?" As soon as the voice in the room fell, another person was heard saying, "Why don't we... surrender." The person who spoke earlier paused, and suddenly asked in surprise, "Why did you all come to this room? Aren't you going to other rooms? Huh?" "Didn't you tell us to follow you, so we all followed you in." "Then why don't you go if I tell you to die!"
His little face showed impatience: "Hey, I'll say it one last time, if you don't come out I'm going to set the house on fire."
There seemed to be a commotion in the wooden house, and then someone shouted: "Hey, hey, there's one here, catch him!" There was a loud noise, and then the person who answered the call laughed triumphantly: "Hahaha... You Eighth Route Army soldiers, listen to me, I have a hostage in my hand, let's see if you are willing to burn it!" Another person quickly added: "Ask them for food, guns, bullets, everything."
The little girl's legs swayed when she heard this, and she almost fell down. She immediately turned her head to look at Ma Liang, the staff officer. Ma Liang was also panicking. Who was the hostage? This shouldn't be the case. He was thinking about whether to call the roll quickly, when he suddenly heard another voice coming from the room.
"My lords, my gods, I am not an Eighth Route Army soldier. I was captured by the Eighth Route Army. Please forgive me for my injuries and inconvenience in giving you greetings."
"What?... Then we surrender!" With a few crackling sounds, a Mauser pistol, a bird gun, a kitchen knife, and a dagger were thrown out of the window. In the light of the fire, they looked tattered.
Is this the first battle that I, the platoon leader Hongying, command? What a boring battle this is, what a mess. Little Hongying looked up at the moon, what a waste of talent! Unwilling!
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