"Xiao Ding, the fortifications over there need to be strengthened, otherwise they won't be able to withstand the Japanese attack."
"Sir, there is no way to strengthen it."
"Oh, then the south side, why is the defense on the south side so empty?"
"That's our rear."
"Don't take it lightly, what's that old saying?"
"As the old saying goes... No, I don't know what old saying you want to say?"
Ding Wenrui couldn't laugh or cry.
Good guy, why did the division commander really appoint him as a regimental auxiliary and directly responsible for the work of the advance battalion?
Originally, when Meng Shaoyuan was in a false position, he already regarded himself as his superior. Now that he has been officially appointed, he is his serious immediate superior.
He is nominally in charge of political work, but now the military and government are integrated, and there is no separation of families.
"Xiao Ding, your thinking is very problematic. Li Zhifeng, find me a cushion."
"Sir, Li Zhifeng is still in charge of supervising the toilet. I'll get it for you."
"Xiao Ding, you should pay more attention to your thoughts." Meng Shaoyuan leaned on the cushion brought by Shi Yongfu, and suddenly felt a lot more comfortable:
"You, a comrade, have very problematic thoughts. Let's go back and write a 10,000-word ideological report first, and hand it over to me early tomorrow morning."
"ah?"
Just when Ding Wenrui was about to cry out, Commander Meng had already closed his eyes and rested.
Shi Yongfu winked at him, called Ding Wenrui aside, and whispered: "Battle Commander Ding, you have offended Commander Meng without even knowing it."
Ding Wenrui was confused: "How did I offend him?"
"Hey, he just took office yesterday and asked you to give him the roster of the advance battalion. Did you give it to him?"
"Ah, no."
"Why not?"
"One is forgotten, the second..."
Ding Wenrui hesitated for a moment: "I thought the commander would not stay in the advance camp forever..."
"This is the root of the problem." Shi Yongfu sighed: "You don't understand our chief. He is the most narrow-minded. You have to follow him. Give him the roster quickly, and it will be rainy. It’s sunny.”
"Hey, hey, I'll do it now."
…
Meng Shaoyuan flipped through the roster in his hand, feeling very happy.
As a military chief, how could he not even know how many soldiers he had?
No one knows better than him the direction of the Tonggu War and the future war situation in Myanmar. He has to do something, right?
Even if you fail, you still have to do it.
It would be good to save one more person!
"Ding Wenrui!"
"arrive!"
"Are you not convinced by me?"
"Sir, no!"
"I think you're just a little unconvinced, and it's all written on your face." Meng Shaoyuan put down the roster: "Are you really incapable of being your commander?
I'm not bragging to you. When I was in Shanghai, I was surrounded by four Japanese spies. They fired with a 'pop' sound. Guess what happened? "
He started telling stories out of nowhere.
Ding Wenrui naturally became interested: "Sir, he must have fought back and killed those four Japanese special forces."
"You must fight back, but the other party shot first." Meng Shaoyuan said slowly: "I stretched out my hand and caught the bullet!"
I bother!
This fucking bullshit is outrageous!
It doesn't matter if you brag. Don't brag so evilly. Who will believe it?
Catching bullets with bare hands?
"You don't believe it?"
"Sir, believe it, we believe it."
If you don’t believe it, are you wearing small shoes?
"I think you just don't believe it, come on."
Meng Shaoyuan stood up, took out his revolver, opened the magazine, and took out the bullet inside: "Ding Wenrui!"
"arrive!"
"Check the gun and bullets."
"yes!"
After a while, Meng Shaoyuan asked: "Is there any problem?"
"Report, no problem."
"Straighten your military uniform. As a soldier, your military appearance comes first."
"Yes!" Ding Wenrui quickly adjusted his military uniform.
Meng Shaoyuan calmly loaded the bullet: "Since you don't believe it, then I will let you open your eyes!"
After all the bullets were loaded and the magazine returned, Meng Shaoyuan handed the revolver to Ding Wenrui: "Step back ten steps."
"yes!"
Ding Wenrui took ten steps back, and then heard an unbelievable command:
"Ding Wenrui, shoot me!"
"Ah?" Ding Wenrui was dumbfounded: "Sir, you want me to go to a military court."
"This is an order. Anyone who disobeys the order will be subject to military law!" Meng Shaoyuan said sternly.
Ding Wenrui didn't dare to shoot him even if he could kill him.
"Captain Ding, how are your marksmanship?" Shi Yongfu hurriedly came to his side.
"It's okay, pretty accurate."
"Then don't hit the commander, it will be considered as completing the order." Shi Yongfu gave him an idea in a low voice.
At this time, many soldiers came to watch the fun.
Even the seven military sisters came after hearing the news.
What are you doing, sir?
Ding Wenrui raised his gun tremblingly.
My marksmanship is very accurate, but what if I get nervous and miss the target?
This miss will cost lives, or two!
Meng Shaoyuan shouted: "Ding Wenrui, execute the order and shoot!"
Ding Wenrui closed his eyes.
"boom"!
Meng Shaoyuan quickly stretched out his hand, and no one knew what he did.
Ding Wenrui opened his eyes and saw the commander still standing there calmly, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Meng Shaoyuan said calmly: "Nothing in the world's martial arts can be broken, except speed!"
The thumb and forefinger of his right hand were holding something.
Let go.
That turned out to be a warhead!
"Wow".
Everyone watching the excitement was shocked.
Catching bullets with bare hands!
Really catching bullets with bare hands!
Ding Wenrui was stunned.
Sir, can he really catch bullets with his bare hands?
For a moment, the people present applauded desperately.
Especially the seven sisters of the military command, who saw their superiors showing off their power, which was to show off the military commander's special powers, applauded and screamed at the top of their lungs, and their faces turned red with excitement.
The guards like Shi Yongfu were also stupid.
Since when did sir have this skill?
Li Zhifeng, the toilet supervisor who came to watch the excitement, had been following the chief for the longest time and knew him very well.
If there is a ghost, there must be a ghost!
How do you catch bullets with your bare hands?
The question is, how did the commander do it?
Moreover, you must never speak out your doubts.
Otherwise, I might give myself another specialist!
Meng Shaoyuan smiled indifferently like an expert: "Ding Wenrui, do you accept it?"
"I'm convinced. I'm completely convinced." Ding Wenrui respectfully handed the revolver back to Meng Shaoyuan: "Sir, can you give this skill to the brothers? It will be of great use on the battlefield in the future."
"How can it be that simple after ten years of hard training?" Meng Shaoyuan put away the revolver: "When the war is over, I will teach you how to practice. I have mastered this unique skill, and everyone gave me a nickname .”
"What nickname?"
"Fire Cloud Evil God!"
Meng Shaoyuan laughed "haha", put his hands behind his back, and walked away. Look at this behavior, he is a real master!
