Counting the senior platoon leader, more than a dozen people were all dumbfounded.
After walking less than thirty miles in one day, seeing the sun still hanging in the sky, he actually gave the order to camp again?
As a friendly soldier, he was not qualified to mention the matter of rushing, so he had no choice but to help and treat the wounds of those eight soldiers.
Madman Yang, who had just returned from the front, squatted directly next to his brother and stared at Platoon Leader Gao as he skillfully removed the gauze and poured medicinal powder on the wound.
Although Madman Yang felt a little conflicted, he still said: "Thank you..."
Platoon leader Gao smiled: "This is what I should do..."
Seeing that his brother on the stretcher still hadn't woken up, Madman Yang reached out and touched the carotid artery that was beating strongly under his neck, and ignored the spy who thought his identity had not been revealed.
Sit down directly next to the stretcher, pour the water from the kettle on the towel, and carefully wipe the wounded person's face.
From the corner of his eye, he saw the girl with pigtails coming over carrying a lunch box.
He took the lunch box with an expressionless face and opened it. The smell of Hong Kong hit his nostrils, and he subconsciously asked: "Broth?"
Xiao Hongying smiled and waved her hand to signal him to keep quiet: "It's specially prepared for the wounded..."
After speaking, he sat down next to Crazy Yang: "Hey, what's his name?"
Madman Yang was stunned for a moment and said a name casually: "Liu Yuanqing..."
"What about you?" Xiao Hongying asked curiously.
Crazy Yang was stunned again, his name?
Since that incident, he changed his name. Originally, his surname was not Yang, but because the leader's surname was Yang...
After a long while, he looked at the clear big eyes of the girl next to him and finally uttered three words: "Yang Chengzhi..."
Xiao Hongying was stunned for a moment: "Well, we used to have an instructor who is just one word different from you, but I don't like him at all?"
Madman Yang, who had already fallen into memories, muttered smoothly: "Why?"
"I don't think it's going well with him...he talks too much..."
"how about you?"
"I, hehe, my name is Chang Hongying. From now on, I will just be the platoon leader Chang!"
"Just you?" Yang Chengzhi was in a daze: "Platoon leader?"
"The big dog with you is my deputy platoon leader..."
"..." Yang Chengzhi said nothing.
"How about you come to my row?"
"Why?"
"Being in my platoon has many benefits. You can fight the Japanese... If you can't beat them, just run away. You won't be hungry..."
Yang Chengzhi shook his head.
The girl with pigtails on her head tilted her head. She was a little puzzled. With so many benefits, this person... really doesn't know how to appreciate him!
After a while.
Xiaobian'er's eyes were suddenly filled with tears, and she seemed a little aggrieved: "Are you looking down on me?"
"no."
"Then why?"
"I guard the grave..." Yang Chengzhi retracted his thoughts, his eyes sharp from the beginning.
"Hey, he woke up..." Xiao Hongying wiped her tears. This guy refused to take soft and hard advice. It seems that we have to work hard on this wounded person.
He grabbed the towel directly from Madman Yang and wiped the forehead of the man on the ground.
Liu Yuanqing opened his eyes and saw a half-grown girl wiping his forehead. Her voice was weak and trembling: "Third sister, are you still alive?"
Xiao Hongying was stunned for a moment: "Hey... who is your third sister? My name is Chang... oh, you fainted again?"
Madman Yang next to him frowned and reached out to touch Liu Yuanqing's neck: "It's okay..."
The little girl next to me suddenly asked: "Who is the third sister?"
"His little sister!"
"What does he mean?"
"Dead..." Crazy Yang hesitated: "Japanese..."
There is definitely a story in this, and Xiao Hongying got excited: "I said, can you say a few more words? You speak hesitantly like a girl, not happy at all..."
Yang Chengzhi was stunned for a moment, was this little girl born in the year of dog?
Does this complexion change at any time?
"Happy?" Madman Yang muttered to himself, feeling a little confused. He seemed to have talked a lot before, but now he really didn't want to.
Seeing this person, Xiao Hongying was in a daze again: "I said, if we meet the Japanese, we will use the knife, but we should be friends now, yes, friends, we are friends, don't you think so?"
Madman Yang raised his head, with a calm expression on his face, and shook his head: "Not friends..."
"Thank God, you can finally say one more word..." Xiao Hongying was in a good mood. She groped in her backpack and pulled out an oil paper bag: "Here you go..."
Roasted chicken legs wrapped in oil paper!
I guess I got it from Luo Fugui. I don’t know how much stock there is. Anyway, I’ve been in the mountains for so many days and it hasn’t stopped...
Yang Chengzhi did not answer: "We... have a grudge!"
Xiao Hongying was stunned: "Hey, you can't eat randomly, and you can't talk nonsense. When did I have a grudge against you? If you don't make it clear, we won't care about the injured named Liu..."
The legendary turning against someone?
Yang Chengzhi's mind was a little confused, and he suddenly thought that his good brother Liu Yuanqing was indeed saved by the leader, and now he had to rely on the Japanese doctor.
Although he discovered the identity of the Japanese, he was able to repay their life-saving grace.
But if they really fall out, I'm afraid Brother Liu's injury will be repeated.
But it is absolutely impossible for him to join the Eighth Route Army!
"I'm leaving!" Yang Chengzhi gritted his teeth and stood up, bent down and took off his leggings, looking at his posture as he prepared to carry Liu Yuanqing away on his back. "Hey, stop it. Just think I didn't say it was done, right?" Xiao Hongying had a black line on her head.
This stubborn donkey...
"I'm asking you something!"
The big dog felt a little dizzy: "How the hell do I know where he comes from?"
"He said guarding the grave...what does that mean?"
The big dog couldn't turn around, but he still answered her: "It must be because his former commander is dead. He is heartbroken."
The little girl pursed her lips, her braid hanging down on her head, and looked at Madman Yang sitting among the wounded soldiers in the distance.
Finally he couldn't help but said: "Well, tell me, how can we pull him over?"
I've never done this before! you ask me? Who should I ask? Big Dog was complaining in his heart, so he had no choice but to tell lies: "There is one way, just leave his brother behind..."
How to stay?
Think about it, your superiors have said that in order to convince people, you must first make them understand the overall situation...
What you mean is...you couldn't see the big picture before you started studying...
roll...
go on.
"You are just a bitch. Before you joined the army, you did it to make a living. When you were kicked out by the Japanese, you did it to survive. The conditions on the Eighth Route Army are too difficult. What are you talking about this time? People don't look down on you at all."
The little girl walked around the big dog, stopped in front of the big dog again, raised her little face, looked at the big dog's uncomfortable expression, and suddenly smiled: "You mean, this person is not simple?"
"How can you recognize the little devil's secret language? He is definitely not an ordinary person, but he is just a soldier, and he is doing so poorly..."
"Don't show off!"
The old bandit Qi next to him spoke up: "I estimate that this guy is similar to your Battalion Commander Hu. He made a mistake and was demoted. Their former chief officer is probably dead."
"how do you know?"
"I've seen a lot..."
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