After the turmoil in the investigation team, the second company of the ninth company started fighting. Hu Yi knew that the regiment would say something sooner or later, so he thought the political commissar would show up, but he didn't expect that it was the regiment commander who showed up at the wine station.
Without even bothering to unload his equipment, Hu Yi, who was the last one to walk into the wine station, went straight to the central military tent without waiting for Qin You to finish talking to him.
Outside the tent, Xiao Bing saluted, but Hu Yi just nodded without returning the salute. Xiao Bing was the one who was most familiar with Hu Yi in the regiment, so it could be described as an incestuous relationship between a guard and a prisoner.
He entered the tent and stood solemnly, his eyes slightly higher than the head of the group sitting behind the low table, staring at the blackboard in silence, waiting to be criticized.
Captain Lu's face didn't turn dark. Instead, he looked very secretive. He looked at the dusty Hu Yi from head to toe, and finally his eyes fell on the Zhongzheng rifle behind him. Then he said, "I didn't hit the back of Gao Yidao's head. Since you are still carrying a rifle, I am not interested in punishing you. Tell me... What happened?"
"I have a headache, a paroxysm."
"I believe it."
Hu Yi couldn't help but lower his eyes and look directly at Captain Lu, making sure that Captain Lu's answer was serious.
"I've seen this kind of headache you're talking about. Someone once fell off a cliff because of this, and others believed it. I think he was more likely to jump off."
Seeing that Hu Yi was still silent, Captain Lu stood up, put his hands behind his back and walked around the low table: "First, your political commissar Ding asked me to convey four words to you on his behalf, 'work with peace of mind.' "Then... we have to talk about business. "
At this point, Captain Lu coughed for no apparent reason, and then hesitated for a few seconds before suddenly looking up. He suddenly turned into a masculine and righteous expression, and said, "What on earth is that thing you brought back? Tell me the truth now!"
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The door of the wooden house of the ninth company headquarters was wide open and the windows were open. There were only two people sitting at the table in the room, Officer Song who had dropped in from the sky, and Sun Cui who had been ordered to accompany them for the welcoming banquet.
On the table was half a bowl of millet porridge, a plate of pickled wild vegetables, a box of canned meat, and a plate of steamed fish, which was made by Sun Cui herself. At the wine station, fish was not considered a big meal, but canned meat was a good thing to eat. There was not much stock now, so they were reluctant to take it out easily. Only the wounded who were dying were qualified to enjoy a box.
Even this made Song Xiaoci dumbfounded. She tried hard to maintain her ladylike manners, but the chopsticks in her hand were shaking slightly and she swallowed her saliva uncontrollably.
"Xiao Song, what are you still looking at? Pick up your chopsticks?" Sun Cui urged anxiously. She had been eyeing the can of meat for a long time, but she was just accompanying him and was too embarrassed to be the first to do so.
Song Xiaoci subconsciously said: "This... is too... there are even fish... Isn't it said that... the front line is the most difficult..."
The person accompanying him was so upset that he thought to himself, "You are really ignorant of worldly things..." Very good, I'll pick up a big chopstick of fish for you first!
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Not far from the side of the company's wooden house, a row of people stood stupidly at the foot of a wall, all of them staring at the company window with bulging eyes.
Wu Shitou, who was passing by, saw this scene and stopped stupidly. He also looked in the direction they were looking, but he didn't understand and was also dumbfounded.
Tang Dagou muttered stupidly: "This little guy... I really admire Chief Hu!"
Wang Xiaosan was touched on the shoulder by someone beside him, and he turned away in a daze: "Ma Liang... you are here too?"
Ma Liang had no choice but to look away from the window and coughed softly, "I'm checking attendance. I'm just passing by."
Yizier was suddenly surprised: "Silly, what are you looking at? Do you know what is beautiful?"
Wu Shitou was very confused, but he actually tried to think for a while: "The girl is pretty."
Someone was getting impatient and said, "Can you please stop spoiling the fun? We're just looking at fairies, why are you talking about monsters?"
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Not far from the other side of the company's wooden house, there is a wooden house closest to it. The window of the wooden house is open facing the company's wooden house. Two people are standing stealthily on both sides of the window. The half face sticking out on the left is Captain Lu, and the half face sticking out on the right is Xiao Hongying.
Captain Lu stared at the company window and asked in a low voice, "Why don't you go over and keep him company?"
Xiao Hongying stared at the window of the company headquarters and whispered back, "She is from the Propaganda Department! I haven't served as a soldier long enough! I am now a village militiaman! I came to visit you!"
After a while, Xiao Hongying suddenly turned around and asked, "Hey? Why do you want me to accompany you? And you want me to do the eye contact? Hey? Are you..."
"What is that? Can you keep your voice down? Shh... What did she say? Did you hear it? Listen!"
Her ponytail flickered as she turned her attention back to the company headquarters, repeating subconsciously, "They have fish? Isn't it said that... the frontline is the toughest?"
"What?"
Captain Lu couldn't help but look at Xiao Hongying on the windowsill with a gloomy face. Xiao Hongying also turned her eyes back to Captain Lu. The four looked at each other for a long time. Captain Lu rolled his eyes and gave Xiao Hongying a look. The man who combed the ponytail immediately understood. He turned serious on the spot, turned around and ran out of the door, whispering to the soldier: "Call Li Xiang here immediately. Urgent order!"
Soon after, new wooden signs were erected on the three sides of the river bank of the wine station. The one on the west bank of the wine station was the most eye-catching. There were four words written on the side facing the wine station: "Fishing is strictly prohibited", and four words were written on the side facing the direction of the Jiuzhan Village on the opposite bank: "I'm not talking about you".
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If you come to the grassroots under the pretext of collecting folk songs, then of course you have to collect them. What's more, Comrade Song Xiaoci really wants to prove her acquired value!
After the meal, Song Xiaoci formally walked out of the door of the ninth company, holding the small torn notebook she brought with her and a half-broken pencil. She had never seen a soldier like the ninth company commander before, so she didn't know what bloody smell meant. She just thought he was weird, so weird that he didn't even look at her, a beautiful woman. But when he looked at Dr. Zhou, his eyes were filled with infinite trust. She didn't know what it meant to be a bloody friendship.
I was very curious about the Ninth Company Commander, but after some hesitation, I gave up the idea of looking for him because the result was foreseeable: that weird guy who was very frugal with words was not suitable to be an interview subject.
So Song Xiaoci started to go around the wine station, and unexpectedly, she found the one she thought was the most suitable.
There was a broken table under a big tree in the wine station. Song Xiaoci sat down on one side, placed a torn notebook on the table, and pointed at the bench opposite with the pencil in her hand to signal the other party to sit down. However, the thin soldier still stood beside the bench and did not sit down. He was so nervous that he was sweating all over his face. He kept rubbing his pockets with his hands on both sides and did not even dare to raise his head.
"Your name is Xu Xiao?"
"Um."
"They said... Although you are small, you are the bravest warrior."
Xu Xiao quickly raised his sweaty face and shook his head: "I'm not! I really am not."
"Why do you say you're not?"
Xu Xiao couldn't answer, and his face turned red with anxiety. He lowered his head again. After a while, he looked at the ground and whispered, "I'm not brave... I was forced."
Song Xiaoci was a little stunned. She had never heard that being brave could be forced. She put down her pencil and asked, "Who forced you?"
"My mom... Actually, I've always been scared... I don't want to be left alone on the playground..."
Song Xiaoci really couldn't understand these discontinuous and irrelevant things and wanted to ask in detail, but Xu Xiao never raised his head again and didn't answer any questions. He just kept repeating that his squad leader was the bravest man.
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Seeing the so-called bravest squad leader, Song Xiaoci was stunned. Only three words remained in her mind: so tall!
Song Xiaoci felt that if she wanted to set an example, this was the most ideal model. Although he was ugly, he fully embodied the might and majesty of the Eighth Route Army soldiers! What was even more rare was that although Comrade Luo Fugui looked a little unhappy, he sat down carelessly as soon as he arrived, causing the bench to creak under his pressure. He also spoke actively, without the shyness of other soldiers, which made Song Xiaoci very happy.
"What do you mean by demolishing a house? Let me tell you first, I really can't build a house!"
"This is an interview! Interview - forget it. Let me put it this way. I want to get to know our frontline soldiers through you."
"Uh... then why don't you go find Boss Hu?"
"Who is Boss Hu?"
"My surname is Hu, my name is my company commander!"
“He’s not grassroots enough.”
"What do you mean?"
"I mean... uh... let's not talk about it anymore, let's talk about you."
"What did you say about me?"
"Do you think... you are a brave person?"
"That's true... Ask around in the entire regiment. Apart from Boss Hu, I'm the only one who's good with a machine gun. I'm good with machine guns, eh? Which sharpshooter or that bullshit bayonet hero dares to challenge me? Do you understand?"
Song Xiaoci didn't quite understand what the connection was between a gun and bravery. She nodded blankly and continued, "Then...what do you think of bravery?"
Luo Fugui was also a little confused by the question: "Brave? Brave? Brave... Brave means cheating! When fighting, don't mess with the brave ones. Stay as far away from them as possible, especially the brave new recruits. They can cheat you to death! They really attract bullets... It's like a strong wind blowing around you... It's so annoying!"
Song Xiaoci had to stop writing. She couldn't write down what he said. She couldn't polish it up. She had no choice but to change the subject: "So do you think... we can defeat the Japanese?"
I was waiting to see Comrade Luo Fugui express his determination immediately, but he looked up at the sky and thought seriously. He actually thought for half a cup of tea before saying, "Still... there is a chance to beat the Japanese a few times."
"There's a chance? How many times?"
Song Xiaoci didn't expect that Comrade Luo Fugui had completely misunderstood. She waited for him to say that the war of resistance would definitely be won, but she didn't expect that his eyes were so shortsighted that he could only see what was in front of his feet. He continued, "Once the battlefield was laid out, you could see that the Japanese were professional! They set up artillery and made detours, and that was clear. But for us, just look at these misfits in the wine station. There are not many decent soldiers. Once the battle started, sometimes I, the platoon leader, didn't even know where the people were. How could the Japanese understand? I tell you, the Japanese were even more confused than me!"
There was no way to remember this. Song Xiaoci had already turned into a clay Buddha. It took her a long time to come back to her senses. She put down her pencil and wanted to drink water helplessly: "Well... It seems that Platoon Leader Luo, you are... an experienced veteran! Finally... Can you tell me... um... some advice for the new soldiers? Yes, advice, keep it brief."
Comrade Luo Fugui twisted his mouth and said: "What can we say to those greenhorns? Just kick them! If you really want to say something... just one sentence: If you can't find where the Japanese are, you must turn around and look for them!"
After saying that, Comrade Luo Fugui subconsciously crossed his legs. People say chatting can relieve boredom, and it really was. But before he could start to show off, he accidentally saw someone standing nearby. It was Lao Qin, who was staring at him. His unshaven face had been green for a long time...