Walking on the road to the outside of the village, Hu Yi sighed inwardly. When he was in the 67th Army, radio stations were already equipped at the regiment level, not to mention tanks and aircraft.
It has to be said that the Eighth Route Army is indeed very poor. So poor that just for a radio station, a regiment leader can live as a rare commodity without losing face. However, a military division does not even have a radio station. The two leaders secretly fight for their wits. .
The Eighth Route Army usually relies on its legs to deliver news and orders throughout the country. Fortunately, the plains minister can ride a horse, but the mountainous team purely relies on human legs to run back and forth to deliver messages. It takes too long and reports to superiors, often superiors. When the news was received, the battle was already over!
As soon as I arrived at the door of the courtyard where I was staying, I heard a sound like a pig being slaughtered in the house.
I opened the door and entered the yard. I saw Erniu sweeping the floor. The beautiful female captain of the guerrilla team and a female militiaman at the wine station were washing bandages. When they saw Hu Yi, they all stopped what they were doing and stood up. The guerrilla captain saluted: " Hello, company commander!"
"Um!"
Hu Yi ignored the two of them and continued to walk towards the house where the wounded man who had just heard the noise lived. The door was not closed. He opened half of the curtain and saw He Gensheng wrapping a bandage on a wounded man lying on the bed. The wounded man was struggling desperately with a towel in his mouth.
"What the hell, compared to my brother who was buried in the soil, you just have to be content! You struggled so hard, didn't you just pull out a piece of iron from your thigh? You're so cowardly..." Next to him, Tang Dagou was holding the injured man's hands. After saying that, he heard footsteps and turned his head. He found that it was Hu Yi who came in. He quickly said hello again: "Hey... Sir Hu... are you here?"
He Gensheng tied the bandage into a knot, raised his head and smiled at Hu Yi: "Company commander, you are back so soon? Didn't you go to a meeting?"
Hu Yi frowned: "How is the situation?"
He Gensheng sneered: "One person died last night, these few... should be able to survive!"
After saying that, he pulled off the towel from the wounded man's mouth, and the wounded man immediately cursed: "He Gensheng, fuck..."
He Gensheng didn't wait for the scolding to finish, and stuffed the torn towel back into the wounded man's mouth: "You are too angry to die..."
Hu Yi frowned even more tightly and glanced around. The wounded were all looking at him, groaning and closing their mouths, watching the excitement without saying a word.
Hu Yi did not continue to see the other wounded in the room. He paused for a while, turned around and walked out of the injured ward where there was a strong smell of alcohol.
When he arrived outside the house where the girl lived, he raised his hand to open the door, but suddenly stopped and patted the door twice.
No one in the room answered!
Hu Yi pushed hard and the door was pushed open. The quilts in the room were piled neatly on the kang. The girl was not sleeping in the room. Hu Yi noticed that he sat down at a table in the room and grabbed the table on the table. That broken teapot, shake it, it's empty.
He lowered his head and scanned the ground, but didn't find the kettle. He immediately stood up again, walked out of the room, and walked into the room next door where he was snoring. He opened the door and saw that the straw on the ground had not been collected yet. Luo Fugui was lying alone. On the bed, the snoring was so loud that no one else saw him.
Hu Yi shook his head, turned around and went out. Tang Dagou was talking to a subordinate standing guard at the entrance of the courtyard. He saw Hu Yi coming out of the house: "Sir Hu, are you looking for a wicked girl?"
"Um."
"Hey, you went to the woods outside the village so early in the morning!" Tang Dagou looked at Hu Yi.
"Why didn't you go?"
"What's the value of a broken armored vehicle? Let these bumpkins go and have fun with it..."
My face, which had not been washed for eight hundred years, was quite clean these days.
"Tang Dagou, come here quickly and get water!" the female militiaman lowered her head and shouted!
"Dele, that Chief Hu, I'm going to help wash the bandages!" Tang Dagou glanced at the female militiaman and ran away.
Hu Yi stood looking at the empty yard. After a while, he turned around and entered the house again and kicked the sleeping mule in the leg. The frightened Luo Fugui immediately opened his eyes: "I...you...Boss Hu, what are you doing?" coming?"
"Get up quickly, let's go to the entrance of the village." Hu Yi said calmly.
Luo Fugui quickly stood up, put on his oversized military uniform, grabbed the machine gun, put on his pillow...er...backpack, put his feet on the ground for his rag shoes, and did not forget to grab the cold buns on the table and stuff them into his mouth, followed by Go up to Hu Yi who has already left the house.
After going out, he looked at Er Niu who had finished sweeping the floor in the distance. He quickened his steps with a dark face, walked around to the place where bandages were washed, looked up at the sky, and then looked at Tang Dagou who was fetching water from the well: "Your grandma, the sun is beating down. Is it coming out from the west?”
Tang Dagou looked at Luo Fugui helplessly: "What the hell, I'm taking care of the wounded, what the hell are you yelling about!"
Luo Fugui stared at the female militiaman next to him with wide eyes: "Oh, you can't even tell a lie. You haven't washed your face for half a month, so you can help wash the bandages? Are you pretending to be diligent?"
"What the hell, a brother was injured and took a bullet for me. I'll serve you, I'm willing!"
Luo Fugui put down his bag and threw the machine gun on the bag. He leaned over and poured water on his face from the bucket that Tang Dagou had just winched. He took a big sip at the same time. He wiped off the water droplets on his face with his rough hands and looked up to the sky. , grunted for a while, turned around and vomited to the side, winking at Tang Dagou: "Are you attracted to her?"
"Get lost!" Upon hearing this, the female militiaman picked up half a basin of dirty water and poured it over.
Luo Fugui screamed strangely and ran away. He barely managed to avoid it. He picked up the guy on the ground and ran out of the courtyard quickly.
After being discharged from the hospital, I ran a few steps and caught up with Hu Yi who had already walked away: "Uh... Boss Hu, uh... where are we going?"
"Where else can we go!" Hu Yi, who couldn't tell what he was thinking, frowned: "Tang Dagou... what's going on?"
"What else can happen? We are getting along with Osmanthus fragrans!"
"Osmanthus? That female militiaman? Does the instructor know about this?"
Luo Fugui lowered his voice: "I don't know!"
After saying that, he looked around again and looked back to see Hu Yi staring at him as he walked, so he had to add: "What a good thing Tang Dagou did when he lived on the other side of the river! Boss Hu, don't look at me like this, this is none of my business!" "
Hu Yi looked at Luo Fugui, who looked innocent, and asked casually: "Mule... what are you going to do about the matter between you and Erniu?"
"Impossible, that's just wishful thinking on her part!" Luo Fugui answered decisively!
"What about Da Ya?" Hu Yi was not such a mother-in-law at first, but suddenly thought of Su Qing and Dr. Zhou, and he seemed a little confused.
Luo Fugui took a few deep breaths, then moved his steps, blushing to his neck: "Boss Hu, um, what a big girl, uh..."
"Tell me, what's going on?" Hu Yi's brows relaxed a lot and his face was calm.
"Say Da Ya...it's good...being with her makes me feel relaxed and there is no need to worry!" Luo Fugui did not hide anything from Hu Yi. In fact, he had always kept these things in his heart and no one had ever really cared about him. The instructor always Every time Qin talks about this, he gets a beating.
Hu Yi turned around and said, "Are you really feeling happy?"
"Boss Hu, why are you asking? Even if I lied to my mother, I wouldn't dare to lie to you! You suddenly asked this...hehehe...I'm so embarrassed..." Luo Fugui lowered his head and did not dare to look at Hu Yi. His heart beat faster and blood poured to his head. Suddenly, the bear bumped his head against a tree as thick as a bowl. Suddenly, the half-withered leaves fell to the ground.
Hu Yi was not in the mood to appreciate Xiong Xian.
Yes, when I spend time with Dr. Zhou, I feel happy and comfortable every time...
But being with Su Qing is even more thrilling and thrilling! Several times, my head was tied to my trouser pocket. From the time I joined the Independent League, I was with Su Qing several times. Without exception, it was a matter of life and death!
Maybe, she came to collect debts from him. Is all this destined?
"Hey... Boss Hu, what's wrong with you?" Luo Fugui sat on the ground, stared at Hu Yi, who was standing motionless next to him, and asked doubtfully.
