The sky in the east began to turn white, the bonfires in the forest gradually extinguished, puffs of smoke came into the nostrils, and silence and darkness gathered by the river again.
In the woods at the wine station, snores were heard one after another, making the muddy river tremble when the water surged after the rain. They ran away with a splash. They listened intently and were not noticed by the stunned sentries on the shore. After roaring, they quickly slipped away to the south.
A few sticks of firewood were thrown into the bonfire, causing sparks to fly. After a while, the fire became stronger and brighter than before.
The wet branches in the fire creaked like complaints. Fiery waves of air beat against the leaves, causing them to whisper and rustle in alarm.
The yellow and red tongues of fire played happily and lively, hugging each other, sometimes jumping into the air, splashing sparks, and the burning leaves flew up and danced.
After the rain in the previous few days, the banks of the river were covered with new green, the trees were taller and taller, and the flowers and plants were more delicate. Unfortunately, they were hidden in the dark and no one could appreciate them.
A sentry sat by the river, with a pigtail hanging crookedly on his head, staring blankly at the rushing muddy river, and a majestic and crooked castle at his feet.
Wearing a gray and white sleeveless short coat with horizontal buttons, two thin black arms were exposed, and his feet were bare, with his trousers rolled up to his knees. There was a small broken wooden shovel stuck next to him.
The morning in the mountains is cool, not as hot as usual in summer. The water in the river is cold, and the coolness makes the little body hug itself tightly and murmur to itself.
A trembling little chicken squatted next to it, its eyes wide open. Finally, when some light leaked from the sky, it staggered into the bushes.
On the other side of the river, at some point, a middle-aged woman appeared sitting by the river washing something, while a group of children played by the water.
The wine station began to get noisy. The soldiers of the Ninth Company without a company commander were either sleeping or starting training. Several soldiers dressed up and went out to change guard.
In the distance, Chen Chong started training with soldiers lined up in three rows. It was obvious that there were many strange faces in the row, and not all of them were soldiers from the Ninth Company.
Not long after, a circle of people gathered around: the remnants of the Second Company, the Qiufeng guerrillas, and part of Wang Peng Company.
Chen Chong was a little angry. He came back last night and carried the regiment commander back, but the company commander who came back first was missing. It was said that he had been gone for two days. The ninth company was getting more and more lazy, and the instructor Lao Qin's stick didn't work at all.
Chen Chong couldn't stop himself. The red company commander had eaten up the ammunition and couldn't afford to offend him. He wanted to find something to do. Unfortunately, he, the platoon leader, couldn't control any other soldiers except for a few remnants in his hand. Even if he wanted to find something to do, he couldn't stand it. Let's do it. There is still a regiment leader there, so we don't dare to make mistakes. The training is still okay. We need to recruit a few soldiers.
Before dawn, they found Li Xiang. Li Xiang, who was woken up, grabbed Chen Chong without saying a word and asked him to return the grenade. Chen Chong lost his excuse and made a fuss, finally escaping.
During the black and white battle, the grenade was indeed lost.
I don’t know why, but pie falls from the sky. Wang Penglian happened to seize a grenade launcher while cleaning his own trench on the Eighth Route.
Platoon leader Luo was nowhere to be seen.
Ma Liang was lying in the temporary hospital. He was busy arranging sentry posts, and there were not many people left behind.
Ma Liang was very happy lying down, saying that he had foresight, hehe, the remaining soldiers had to take turns to make it clear that they would not be given to Chen Chong.
There were obviously militiamen standing guard around the wine station, and the platoon leader was obviously pretending to be proactive.
From a distance, I watched Tian Sanqi struggling and being carried into the woods by a few soldiers from the second company. The soldier at the end was carrying a grenade and was sneaking around.
Tian Sanqi was entangled with Erlian and was too lazy to get involved.
After thinking for a long time, I finally thought of my parents’ home.
Wang Peng didn't hesitate at all. With a wave of his hand, the two platoons followed Chen Chong.
train.
Shooting training? Bullets...uh...no.
"Hey, Captain Chen, you're doing a good job with the stabbing. Do our soldiers from the Ninth Company have to get into the water first?" Tang Dagou stood on the suspension bridge with a rifle on his back. Next to him was a half-immortal with a sad face.
"Go away, the company commander isn't here, you guys are so careless and you're all in trouble."
"Then who can blame him? Lao Qin is too powerful. How about I help you train and get over the addiction of being a company commander? You go and persuade Lao Qin. I heard that he wants to commit suicide by jumping into the river."
"What? Where is Lao Qin?"
"Well, isn't that right by the river?"
"This matter, I guess it won't be possible even if the regiment leader comes. Hehe, there is almost a platoon of security troops, don't you have any ideas?"
"I am relaxed and free alone, like you? What a fool." A look of disgust.
"Can't you do something serious?"
"Wu Shitou is dead. Didn't the red girl lose her soul? I just called someone here and was about to go there." He is not as vicious as a big dog.
"Who, who lost his soul? Look at me, we promise to bring his soul back!" The eyes of the half-immortal next to him lit up, and he became interested. It turned out that the big dog kicked himself up early in the morning to show off. The director didn’t say it earlier.
Onlookers around the training ground were equally interested.
When the sun came out and he climbed high, Chen Chong left the training to Tang Dagou.
Chen Chong followed the half-immortal and set up an altar. It was early morning and the sun was shining brightly. He opened the altar to perform rituals and prepare to summon the spirit of the little girl.
Chen Chong felt that the girl's affairs were more important than training.
There was another circle. I don’t know where these onlookers came from. They were like going to a market, one circle in the east and one in the west.
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Lao Qin, who was not yet dead, moved to the girl's side.
He sighed: "Hey, girl, I just talked to Company Commander Hu for a while, right? You will do the talking later, right?"
The girl turned her head, stared at Lao Qin, and smiled.
Lao Qin shuddered, with goosebumps all over his body, and he was wary: "What are you going to do?"
After spending such a long time together in a wine shop, how could anyone not know who is lacking and what their virtues are?
Wu Shitou's sacrifice made her feel distressed. Although three days had passed, she still felt weak. So this time she knew that Lao Qin came to talk to her and didn't mind. If the fox ran away, wouldn't he just go to the teacher? He must be looking for a vixen.
For such a simple matter, even the few platoon leaders here are not in a hurry, don't they just want me to invite it? Are you using this company commander as a shield again? Without Wu Shitou, this company commander will be useless.
It's better to go out and relax.
"Hey, instructor, the company commander has run away, and I am also responsible. I will go and find the company commander right away."
Lao Qin's jaw dropped to the ground: "You said it was your responsibility, that you made Company Commander Hu angry and leave?"
No matter how young she was, she could see clearly: Lao Qin had removed herself from the bad guys, and the blame was unclear! I was dumbfounded, I dug a hole and buried myself, and I had to fill it with soil.
Lao Qin raised his head and walked away. He didn't say that he wanted Captain Hong to be detained or anything else. He picked up a stick from the ground and went to look for his mule.
The half-immortal was getting carried away and chatting with Chen Chong: "How's it going? I make a move and I'm sure to catch you every time. It's so awesome!"
Suddenly, Captain Hong, who came back from the river, kicked over the high-level altar of half an immortal.
Chen Chong's eyes were filled with stars. This half-immortal, can he become a full immortal after two more adjustments?
So, he asked seriously: "Can you also bring back the fool's soul?"
"I don't have enough mana."
The half-immortal staggered.
Captain Hong, who returned, kicked him in the thigh.
"Can you walk well?"
The cries of ghosts and howls of gods resounded throughout the sky...
Commander Lu hummed a small tune and left the new regiment headquarters. He was no longer the bare commander. Xiao Bing and two other guards followed behind the commander.
The cooking team, medical team, and logistics department, except for the political commissar who went to the division headquarters to inquire about information, were almost all present.
He walked around the ward and told the wounded to take good care of their injuries and continue to fight the Japanese after they recovered, which made the soldiers burst into tears.
