The first floor of the small foreign-style building was busy. Soldiers began to pack their guns and luggage, and Old Man Wang’s noisy shouts stood out: "We are going out to fight, and we will probably have to break out. You guys are carrying those things!" ha?
Guan Tiedou, why don't you have a woman's scarf on your neck? It's so red. If you don't think it's enough at first glance, be careful, the little devil will shoot you!
Guobaorou, you fool me, how long have you been a soldier, how can you do this job like a girl?
besides! Huzhuzi, put that fucking mattress down for me, and you might as well carry the double quilt on your back and get out! "
Of course, there are times when Mr. Wang doesn't want to take care of things. When he doesn't want to take care of things, he will say, one person has one life, and no one can stop anyone who wants to report to the Lord of Hell.
But today, Mr. Wang was very active, or more active than before. What he shouted was "Ao Lao" and "Ao Lao"!
If others don’t understand what’s going on, doesn’t Mr. Wang himself know what’s going on? That's not to say that he never went to court early these days when a beauty was in his arms. As a result, the entire city of Nanjing was surrounded by Japanese soldiers, and they couldn't get out of the city even after running all day yesterday.
Mr. Wang wants to use his current strength and positivity to cover up his guilty conscience!
It's just that Mr. Wang knows in his heart that others are not stupid either.
Some soldiers would not say anything if they could not offend Mr. Wang, but after all, there were still those who dared to say something, such as the little dustpan.
"A piece of old oilcloth can be exchanged for a wife, but a quilt can't be exchanged for two wives!" Little Dustpan whispered.
Everyone has been hanging out together for a long time, and those who are good at singing are those who are causing trouble. The little dustpan's complaints naturally made the soldiers stifle their laughter, and Old Man Wang's eyes stood up again.
The Japanese army besieged the city, and Shang Zhen and the others were finally going to take action, and this was the price they paid for their temporary complacency.
Yesterday, they walked around the city of Nanjing for a whole day, but they could not find a chance to leave the city. Some city gates were blocked, and some gates were guarded by officers and soldiers, and they were not allowed to go out at all.
In the end, Shang Zhen and Wang Laomao discussed it and decided that they should join the Military Police Regiment where He Liang was.
After all, the person they knew well in Nanjing was He Liang.
And Shang Zhen also knew that the leader of the First Gendarmerie Regiment where He Liang belonged was an official fan.
He asked He Liang to tell their leader that in the future Shang Zhen and his gang would find an opportunity for their leader to make greater contributions!
Of course, that being said, Shang Zhen just wanted to find an opportunity to lead his group of people away from the battlefield, and then turned around to find the 112th Division outside Taipingmen. After all, they still like to be with the people of his Northeast Army. .
At this time, Mr. Wang saw the little dustpan talking about himself again below. He looked like he couldn't get off the stage, and ran to the little dustpan with his eyes wide open.
Seeing the menacing look of Mr. Wang, the soldiers who joined later like Qiao Xiong, He Xiangcai, and Fan Tuantuan felt their little hearts begin to beat.
Even though they are brave in fighting, being brave in fighting does not mean that they are good in fighting.
This habit of making noises by Northeasterners can definitely frighten a lot of Southerners outside.
Everyone saw Old Mao Wang walking up to Little Dustpan in a fierce manner, and Little Dustpan was a little nervous. Old Uncle Wang wouldn't really be worried by him, right?
Northeastern people love face.
It doesn't matter if he says something like this behind his back, but if he says it in front of everyone, it's a bit of a slap in Mr. Wang's face.
But Little Dustpan didn't show any weakness, and squinted at the man who once tried hard to be his godfather.
Mr. Wang stared into Little Dustpan's eyes, and after staring for a while, Mr. Wang suddenly laughed, and then cursed: "You little bastard, if you continue to speak ill of me, do you want to marry me in the future?"
When Mr. Wang said this, Little Dustpan laughed, and the others also laughed. Only then did everyone believe that Mr. Wang was really not that nice to Little Dustpan!
But at this moment, the door suddenly opened without warning.
As soon as the door was opened, the sun shone in slantingly, and not only the sun came in, but there was also a long shadow cast by the sun.
Some of the soldiers who were busy in the room slowed down and some simply stopped. They all looked at the person who appeared at the door. That was Chu Tian.
There is a famous saying that there are ten thousand Hamlets in the eyes of ten thousand people.
But Chu Tian's current appearance is different in everyone's eyes.
Qian Chuan'er, a half-experienced Chinese medicine doctor, seemed to see Chu Tian's sluggish steps, slightly swollen eyelids, and even kidney qi deficiency.
Mr. Wang made a sound in his nose and thought, can his small body withstand the torment?
But Zhen Hanwen sighed silently. He remembered that when the golden wind and jade dew met, they startled a group of sand egrets.
That's not right. It should be thunder from the sky and fire from the earth, or dry wood meeting the fire?
As for the other soldiers, they felt a sense of envy and hatred.
Shang Zhen and the others ran all day yesterday but Chu Tian did not follow them. If Shang Zhen and the others really took the opportunity to leave the city, then Chu Tian would be considered to have left the team, and they would never see each other again.
But who would have thought that this boy Chu Tian would be back now.
Moreover, not only are they back, they are also fully armed. It seems that they are returning to the team again.
"Boss, are you in the wrong place? I thought you eloped?" Someone finally spoke, and it was sarcastic. It was a string of money.
Everyone saw that Chu Tian's face turned red when he came in, and his face turned even redder after Qian Chuan'er's words.
But Chu Tian didn't reply. Instead, he stood next to the back door after entering.
What is herd mentality? Now that Qian Chuan'er has begun to mock Chu Tian, naturally some people will follow suit. Of course, this also implies the common bad nature of human beings, that is, I haven't even married a wife, Chu Tian, you are a pretty boy. Why did he lie to a cute female student?
But just when the soldiers were about to start sarcastic words, everyone saw another leg stepping across the threshold.
As soon as he saw the leg, the previous silence returned to the room.
Just because it was obvious that the leg that stepped over the threshold was a woman's leg. The shoes were still small leather shoes and could not be said to be polished. But compared with the shoes worn by the soldiers, one was in the sky and the other was in the earth.
And then, as the leg moved forward, a young woman, no, to be precise, a female student or a girl appeared in the door frame.
Wearing a black cotton skirt, a jacket on top, and a snow-white bonnet around her neck, she was carrying a small suitcase in her left hand, and she was holding a black-and-white kitten in her arms!
Quiet, so quiet, this girl is like a fairy from the mountains, as if nothing in the world can attach to her!
After a moment, Mr. Wang's voice rang out: "His grandma is a bitch, Chutian, you are a bitch, you think you are Uncle Liu Huang who is on the run, and you drag your family with you--"
However, with only the last few words missing, Mr. Wang's shouting stopped abruptly.
It seems like I shouldn't say this. Isn't it a slap in the face if I say it like this?
"Shang Zhen, Mr. Shang, Ma Gan'er, you bastards, come down from upstairs and see how to deal with this deserter!" Mr. Wang stopped his losses in time!
