"Master-in-law, your son-in-law is so polite!" In the yard, Little Dustpan Xiang clasped his hands in a decent manner and bowed to Mr. Wang.
When Mr. Wang saw Little Dustpan, he was very angry and funny. It turned out that he liked Little Dustpan very much, but he never expected that after Little Dustpan revealed his true nature, he would not only be lively and cute, but... Extraordinarily naughty and mischievous.
But before Old Man Wang could speak, Little Dustpan said again: "The scholar taught me that I must be polite to my father-in-law.
When you clasp your fists with your left hand on top of your right hand, that’s called wishing Mr. Yuezhang a long life. If you put your right hand on top of your left hand, hehe, that’s called——”
"What's it called?" Shang Zhen asked curiously now that he couldn't continue practicing because of the antics of the little dustpan.
"Please return to the west as soon as possible!" Xiao Dustpan replied with a smile.
Amidst the loud laughter, Mr. Wang's old face really couldn't stand it. He really didn't expect that the little dustpan turned out to be such a tired little toy.
"Get out of here, you little bastard!"|Old Mao Wang cursed. He was beaten up by the little dustpan, but he used two "little bastards" in his words.
After saying that, he really ran to the small dustpan.
"Master-in-law, no, Old Uncle Wang." Seeing the small dustpan really made Mr. Wang anxious and scared, he begged for mercy and turned around and ran out of the courtyard.
"What the hell, my father-in-law!" Mr. Wang raised his leg and chased after him.
But just as the little dustpan ran to the courtyard gate, someone suddenly shouted from outside: "Stand at attention! Brigadier Zhao is here!"
But after all, the shout was a little too late. The little dustpan was eager to escape because he was afraid of being beaten by Mr. Wang, so he bumped into the arms of a person who had just walked in from the courtyard gate.
To say that the man reacted very quickly, seeing the small dustpan hitting him immediately, the man instinctively stretched out his hand to push, and the small dustpan directly hit the palm of his hand.
Although the man was shaken by the impact, the palm of his hand still hit the shoulder of the little dustpan. The little dustpan, which was running fast, was like the jolly horse, and the rider immediately restrained the bit in his mouth. He actually I can't move at all!
"Everyone stand at attention!" After all, it was Mr. Wang who reacted quickly to such things. He stopped chasing the little dustpan and shouted hurriedly, and at the same time stood at attention with a "pop".
The man who came in, Old Man Wang, was recognized. Not only Old Man Wang, but also Meng Laowai and Erdan, who were the last members of Shang Zhen's group, did not recognize him.
Just because that person is the highest officer of the garrison here - the brigade commander named Zhao.
And it was this commander Zhao who almost shot the soldier who entered the house at night to see what the girl was doing out of strict military discipline!
The sound of standing at attention sounded, and the soldiers in the yard finally stood there with their heads held high, as if the banter between their brothers just now had not happened at all.
Han Liancai followed Brigadier Zhao in. He glanced at Shang Zhen and the others with some anger.
Du Man died, and now Han Liancai took over Du Man's position as company commander, and he really became the company commander.
At this moment, Han Lian was thinking, usually we are brothers and we can make trouble in private, but now the brigade commander has bumped into each other, what will happen?
"How old are you?" Brigadier Zhao let go of the small dustpan.
By this time, the little dustpan was already blushing.
He hurriedly stood up to attention and shouted: "I am sixteen this year, sir!"
Little Dustpan, who had never spoken to such an important official before, got nervous but put "reporting to the officer" to the back of his mind.
"Did you also go to the front line and fight the Japanese?" Brigadier Zhao asked curiously.
"Yes, sir, I have killed a dozen Japanese!" Xiao Dustpan replied loudly when he heard this question.
When he was free, Little Dustpan would also think about how many Japanese soldiers he had killed. He had the impression that he had killed either six or seven.
However, most people will exaggerate their achievements to some extent when they are afraid that others will look down on them, not to mention a young Dustpan like him, he is no exception.
"More than ten?" The tall Brigadier Zhao looked at the little dustpan, which was a head shorter than himself, with some shock. It seemed that he was really surprised that the little dustpan had such fighting power.
"How did you kill him?" Brigadier Zhao asked again.
"You're just kidding." Little Dustpan was a little shy and a little proud.
The little dustpan's reply made Brigadier Zhao stunned for a moment, and then he laughed: "That's right! He's a kid! Do your job well. As a soldier, you have to protect your home and country!"
"Yes!" Little Dustpan puffed up his chest proudly.
When Brigadier Zhao was dealing with the soldier who violated discipline that day, he also saw the small dustpan.
It was getting dark, and torches were lit later, but the light was also dim. Xiao Dustpan felt that Brigadier Zhao was very scary!
Then he, the little dustpan, went to the battlefield to kill the enemy and kill the little devils, and then he played tricks on his own, and then he killed so many little devils with great effort.
But someone who is an official can just say, "Pull him down and kill him!" People don't have to do it themselves. They can decide someone's life or death with just one word. Do you think it's scary or not?
But now when the brigade commander talks properly, he no longer feels the fear that made him feel that day. Instead, he looks like a rough and heroic northwest man!
Young people admire heroes the most, so how could Little Dustpan not have deep respect for Brigadier Zhao?!
"Don't be too restrained. I just heard that you are very good at fighting Japaneses. I just happened to be passing by and came in to take a look." Brigadier Zhao saw Shang Zhen and the others standing like javelins and laughed.
But Shang Zhen and the others still stood upright.
The biggest official among them is Wang Laomao, the former platoon leader. Above the platoon leader are the company commander, battalion commander, regiment commander, and then the brigade commander.
The brigade commander said that we should not be too restrained, so we should not be restrained?
How is this possible? Shang Zhen and the others naturally understand this. This is the army!
This situation is like the ancient emperor Lao Tzu saying to one of his proud ministers, "Come on, give me a seat for your beloved."
Then which favored minister can sit down like a golden sword? You still have to sit down with your buttocks stretched out, so if you can sit down with your buttocks halfway up, that’s good!
At this time, Brigadier Zhao saw Shang Zhen and the others still standing seriously, but he didn't take it seriously.
Isn't that what an official is like? If he lets his subordinates do what they want, that can be seen as a favor to them. But if the subordinates really do what they want, they might think to themselves, are these my subordinates? It’s so unruly!
"Are you practicing bayonet fighting?" At this time, Brigadier Zhao saw Shang Zhen standing with a gun.
"Sir, yes!" Shang Zhen replied loudly as he touched his heels.
Shang Zhen never expected that the brigade commander would stop by to inspect?
These days, he has been practicing bayonet skills, and except for Mr. Wang, everyone else is also busy.
Although Shang Zhen did not ask others to train with him, after all, he is the leader now, so there is no reason for the leader to train others but not follow.
Besides, the people of the 29th Army treated them well. Although they didn’t do well every day, and there wasn’t anything delicious other than cornmeal and cornmeal steamed buns, they were still enough.
In order to retrieve Shang Zhen, Xiaodustpan and the others, Du Man also sacrificed his life, but the people of the 29th Army did not make it difficult for them. Based on this, the officers of the 29th Army were indeed kind in their conduct. !
Now that we have food and have seen the cruelty of the battlefield, it is always beneficial to practice more skills.
Shang Zhen and the others also tied a straw rope around the wooden stake that was standing in the corner to create an imaginary enemy. It was a target for assassination practice, and there was a 29th Army sword on it!
