The clear Hunshui River meanders quietly in the sunshine. On the bank, Sun Cui leads a dozen women who are busy chatting and laughing. Some are washing clothes, some are hanging them up to dry, and some are cutting clothes.
Twenty-seven sets of puppet army uniforms, including hats, shirts, trousers, leggings and shoes, are all here; sixteen sets of Japanese army uniforms, seven or eight of which were burned and tattered, are also here. They were all taken back from the artillery tower by the ninth platoon yesterday, except for the Japanese loincloth.
The blood stains on the uniforms had to be washed and the tears had to be mended. Even for those Japanese uniforms that were burned and could not be worn, they would try their best to cut out the usable parts and use them to make patches to repair the damaged uniforms.
The wine station across the river was relatively quiet. Except for the patrolmen and sentries, most of the soldiers were resting in the shade.
Twenty-three Type 79 rifles, four of which were damaged; twenty-six sets of belts; twenty-two bullet bags; nine bayonets; a Czech machine gun, two of the four magazines were usable, the other two were blown up; more than 1,300 Type 79 bullets; thirty-two grenades; these were contributed by the puppet troops in the Lushuipu artillery tower.
There was a Type 92 heavy machine gun, the tripod of which was damaged, more than 300 Type 77 heavy machine gun bullets, and there must have been a lot of bullets originally, but unfortunately the Japanese had destroyed them all; a Type 99 light machine gun; a grenade launcher with a total of 39 grenades; nine Type 38 rifles, three of which were damaged, and nine bayonets; more than 700 Type 65 bullets; 29 grenades; a non-commissioned officer's knife; a chicken leg gun; 16 steel helmets; only five sets of the Japanese's equipment were usable, the rest were burned; there were 16 sets of water bottles and lunch boxes, which were enough, but half of them were smoked and looked a bit ugly.
There was also a telescope, but unfortunately it was burned and could not be used; six Japanese engineer short shovels; a dozen sacks; some grain; some vegetables; and some pickled vegetables.
These things were temporarily piled up in the dormitory of Class 1. Except for the special Class 9, Class 1 had the best and most complete equipment among the 9th row. At the same time, Shi Cheng was a "trustworthy" monitor. The arrogant girl was not there, so Class 1 naturally became a temporary warehouse.
Compared to the small Ninth Platoon, all this was a windfall. The new recruits and Chen Chong's men all felt this way. They went to the window of the First Squad again and again, unwilling to turn away, and chattered about this victory. Chen Chong was also secretly excited about this. He was so excited that he didn't sleep well all night. Everything was like a dream. He was afraid that this was really a dream. Like the new recruits, every time he woke up, he would run to the window of the First Squad to take a look and confirm that they were still there.
Today is the second day. After the excitement, Chen Chong finally discovered the difference between the veterans of the ninth platoon. They did not seem to be too excited about such a harvest. Most of the topics they talked about privately were how the little girl was and how the platoon leader was. Is the little girl really that important? Is this platoon leader who fled from the battlefield really worth remembering? Are they more important than victory
Shi Cheng went to the river and washed his military uniform. He didn't say much after the battle.
Luo Fugui carried all the canned food he had seized back to the bunker. There were beef, fish, and other cans, totaling fifty-one boxes. This shameless man personally carried all the canned food back and did not share any with others. And now no one dared to mess with him. He had done too much work this time, and he was so awesome. He and Wu Shitou had been sleeping in the bunker since they came back yesterday, and they seemed to have not gotten up yet. It was Xu Xiao and Jie Ba who took turns keeping watch in the bunker.
Ma Liang and Class 3 haven't returned yet. They are the farthest away and will be the last to evacuate. They need to climb over cliffs to get back. Calculating the time, it's about time for them to go to the wine station.
Liu Jianqiang is currently the squad leader who appears most frequently in the wine station. He can be seen everywhere. Whenever a soldier goes to the toilet, he has to show up to check, because he is now the platoon leader of the ninth platoon. He is so awesome that he wants to walk sideways. Unfortunately, his appearance and military bearing are really not in line with the position of platoon leader. He relies on that face full of class struggle to keep up appearances.
Liu Jianqiang has two ideals. One is a lofty ideal, to see the Ninth Company! Because he will never forget that he is a soldier of the Ninth Company, and will never forget that the whole company asked him to be a signalman and leave the battlefield before dying, just because he was the youngest at that time. His heart has long been filled with all the sacrificed faces of the Ninth Company, and there is no room for anything else in this life. As long as he lives one day, he will fight for the Ninth Company one day! So he is unwilling to have friendship with anyone, even his comrades around him.
His second dream came true yesterday, he became the platoon leader of the ninth platoon, although it was only temporary, he appointed himself, but it was also achieved. He liked this feeling, not because of power, not because of glory, but because it made him feel powerful, it proved that he was no longer the smallest and most useless soldier in the ninth company! Because he wanted to prove it, he wanted to let everyone see it, even if the other person was in the toilet!
Now that the battle is over and his arch-enemy Ma Liang is about to come back, Liu Jianqiang is reluctant to let go as he doesn't know how long he can keep the position of temporary platoon leader. For this reason, he even starts thinking about the problem with his wooden head.
Once Ma Liang returns, he will definitely instigate a re-election of the acting platoon leader. Even if no one is chosen, the position will definitely be left vacant, and each squad will be independent. It seems that if he wants to stay in this platoon leader position for a few more days, he has to take some measures.
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Luo Fugui woke up, feeling pain all over his body. He had never been as tired as he was yesterday. The first thing he did after waking up was to check the spoils piled next to him. The small mountain of cans emitted a faint warm metallic light, and Luo Fugui was so happy that he felt like dying.
After sleeping for so long, he was already very hungry, so he grabbed a can of food and shouted to the three men in the bunker: "Come on, pick one each, let's have some meat!"
Wu Shitou, who had already woken up, sat at the entrance of the bunker and stared blankly at the sky outside without any reaction. He was missing the little girl.
Xu Xiao bit his lip and didn't move. Only Zhao Jieba smiled and picked up a box. He pulled out his bayonet and started to pry it open, saying happily: "Following the Imperial Army... uh... following the devils for so long, I never, never, never had a chance to eat it. I didn't expect that after joining the Eighth Route Army, I would be able to taste it! Hehehehe..."
Luo Fugui pried open the can in his hand and stuffed it directly into Wu Shitou's hand: "Silly man, can you stop thinking about it? The girl must be fine. I order you to eat this for me!" Then he asked Xu Xiao: "Why don't you take it?"
"Squad leader, I don't think we should do this. Platoon Leader Liu has said that all the captured items must be returned to the public."
"Platoon Leader Liu? You are flattering him, you little bastard! He is nothing! Remember, there is only one platoon leader for the Ninth Platoon, and that is Boss Hu! If you dare to call Runny Nose the platoon leader again, I will kick you."
"But... there are other warriors, we can't..."
"What else! With Boss Hu in charge and me fighting for my life, the two of us have taken the artillery tower. What does it have to do with other things? Forget about this little piece of broken can. I have all the captured spoils. What can I do about it? You bastard, don't eat it. Just watch."
Speak of the devil, the devil appears. Runny Nose appears in the communication trench and walks all the way to the entrance of the bunker. He stops beside Wu Shitou, looks down at the can in his hand that has been opened but not touched, and asks, "Silly, are you missing the girl?"
"Um."
"Go back to the group and see her."
Wu Shitou put down the can and ran away, as fast as a bird flying out of a cage.
Then, Liu Jianqiang, who was parked at the entrance, said to the puzzled bear in the bunker: "Mule, you have violated discipline. I order you to hand over all the cans now."
Luo Fugui smiled, and smiled brightly: "Runny Nose, what right do you have to order me around?"
"Because I'm the platoon leader now." Liu Jianqiang's face darkened, and he looked very serious.
"Who acknowledged you as the platoon leader?"
"Stop talking nonsense, are you going to hand it over or not?"
"I'll give it to your grandma!"
"you"
"how?"
Under normal circumstances, Liu Jianqiang should have rushed towards Luo Fugui, but this time he did not move. Instead, he suppressed his anger. After staring at the bear for a while, he suddenly said, "Okay, if you don't want me to be your platoon leader, let's fight to decide the winner. If you have the guts, follow me to the beach!"
"A duel? Haha... Hahaha..." Xiong laughed again: "Runny Nose, I know you're stubborn, but have you ever beaten me? You've got yourself a platoon leader hat, and you're really too arrogant!"
"Stop talking nonsense, come here if you have the guts!" Liu Jianqiang turned around and walked towards the communication trench.
"Come on!" Luo Fugui left the unopened cans and crawled out of the bunker.
One was walking ahead with his head down, while the other was following proudly from behind, and they were about to walk out of the woods along the communication trench.
At this moment, Liu Jianqiang turned around suddenly and shouted: "Do it!"
Luo Fugui was stunned on the spot. Before he could react to what was happening, seven or eight soldiers from the second squad suddenly jumped out from the woods on both sides of the communication trench. Some of them were bare-handed, while others were holding ropes, and they rushed straight towards Luo Fugui.
He had never expected that the damn Runny Nose would actually ambush the axemen here. At this moment, Luo Fugui suddenly realized that Wu Shitou, the only fierce general in Class 9 who dared to fight against his own people, was deliberately sent away by Runny Nose. How insidious! How shameless!
"Your grandma" pulled down the first soldier who rushed over, and was then grabbed by another one from behind the waist. He turned around and swung his fist to break the encirclement behind him, but was hit hard on the shoulder by Liu Jianqiang who rushed over fiercely. He staggered, and the tall bear was on the verge of falling. With a loud bang, seven or eight soldiers from the second squad rushed into the communication trench one after another, grabbing, pulling, hugging, tripping, and tying up. The whole place was filled with smoke and miasma.
"You are shameless, Runny Nose!" Luo Fugui struggled and cursed.
"I am enforcing discipline for the entire platoon and the entire regiment! Now, in the name of the platoon leader of the ninth platoon, I declare that you will be put in solitary confinement and suspended from duty for reflection!"
"Boss Hu won't forgive you when he comes back!"
"He won't forgive you either!"
"mean!"
"I have no regrets!"
"You farted!"
"Carry it away!"
When the soldiers of the second squad staggered and carried the bound giant bear that was trying to struggle through the open space of the wine station, the nearby soldiers were all dumbfounded. This absurd scene almost made Chen Chong faint on the spot.
Shi Cheng, who had just come back from washing clothes, was very upset. The clothes that had just been washed were all on the ground. What was wrong with that? Could these people still live a good life? 7kankancom