The sky was gloomy, and light rain began to fall in the sky, but after only a while, snowflakes appeared in the raindrops, and it turned into sleet.

There were very few pedestrians on the road outside the city wall. At this time, there were three carriages walking hard in the mud. The wheels of the wooden carriages were already covered with heavy mud, because each carriage had more or less

There were so many people sitting there that the horse pulling the carriage became hesitant.

When the troika arrived at the gate of the small county town, the soldiers who were about to close the gate shouted: "Stop, what are you doing?"

At this moment, someone on the carriage shouted: "One of our own!"

The soldier guarding the city looked at the people on the carriage warily. Just when he was about to ask, "Who is one of your own?", he saw the man on the first carriage suddenly lifted the bag beside him and lifted up a flower trap.

Over the head.

We don't know if it's because of it, but the flower trap is not fake.

There were a total of three soldiers standing outside the city gate, two veterans leading a new soldier.

When the two veterans saw the other party showing his gun, they pointed their rifles at them and pulled the bolt at the same time.

Naturally, the recruit followed suit and pointed the rifle at him, and the bolt was also pulled open.

But at this time, one of the veterans was really a bit cautious. He saw that the recruit had already put his finger on the trigger, and he hurriedly reached out to hold the recruit's rifle.

Who knows if the new recruit was too nervous, or if the veteran's actions frightened the new recruit, so the new recruit really pulled the trigger, and there was a gunshot, and the bullet shot into the sky.

"Don't shoot, don't shoot, we all say it's one of our own!" the man on the carriage who was holding the flower trap above his head shouted repeatedly.

Just the sound of gunfire was an order. After that gunshot, many soldiers appeared on the top of the city, and even machine guns were set up!

"I'm just playing!"

"Don't shoot your own people"

"Did you see us pointing guns at you?"

The dozen or so people on the carriage shouted and raised their hands at the same time.

They can't do it without raising their hands, unless they want to fight with each other!

"You said we are our own people, tell us which section you are from?" On top of the city tower, an officer finally appeared.

At this time, a middle-aged man in his 40s on the carriage finally breathed a sigh of relief and sighed: "Grandma, I finally met a normal person!" Then he loudly talked about changing numbers in his army.

The county seat is called Ningyuan, which is not big, just a small square town.

Because of the unexpected gunshot, even in this stormy dusk, news spread quickly. There were more than a dozen skirmishers returning from the front line. They were almost misunderstood by the soldiers guarding the city gate, and they were almost beaten.

stand up!

Twenty minutes later, more than ten stragglers in civilian clothes who had returned from the front line were already warming themselves by the fire in the house. They were Shang Zhen's group.

They had received accurate information that their Northeastern Army was present in Ningyuan City, so they rushed here all night long. Who would have thought that due to a certain sentry's nervousness, they almost caused the machine gun on the tower to "shoot"!

"Our regiment leader asked one of you to answer the question!" The door was pushed open and a signal soldier entered the room and said.

At his words, the group of soldiers in the room looked at each other, and then most of them looked at Shang Zhen, who said that Shang Zhen was the leader chosen by everyone.

"Are you all looking at me?" Shang Zhen didn't have the consciousness as a leader, "Don't we have to fight this time? Platoon leader, you better go, I don't understand anything, and I can't explain it even if I go.

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What Shang Zhen said was undoubtedly correct, so Wang Lao Mao turned to look at Old Huo Tou, only to see that Old Huo Tou cut his eyes and then made a gesture of invitation that only a jobber would make.

No need to ask, Old Huotou agrees with Shang Zhen's statement. Now there is no war. You are the platoon leader, so you should go ahead. I, Old Huotou, are just a fire-headed soldier!

The next thing happened naturally. Mr. Wang went to see the group leader and told them about their origins. The group leader felt that it was not easy for them, so he arranged for them to stay.

When we arrived at Ningyuan, we finally reached the territory that the Northeast Army had not yet lost.

A regiment of the Northeast Army is stationed in Ningyuan County. There are nearly a thousand people under one regiment leader. They don't care about these few remaining soldiers. They have issued new winter military uniforms to them.

They were assigned some tasks, so they became idle.

The once displaced people seemed to have become a dream yesterday, and everyone became more comfortable.

Regardless of which company they were from, the dead are gone.

If you are alive, then live well. There is no need to say anything else at this time. Being alive itself is a kind of happiness.

People's enjoyment is limited by their own subjective world, and everyone's enjoyment is different.

Literati would recite poems, paint, cook wine and make tea in their spare time, but as soldiers with little education, their happiness was just talking nonsense.

Even Hou Kanshan would wear casual clothes and go to the street to see the women on the streets of Ningyuan County.

Within two days, the student wearing glasses, Liu Wentai, continued his journey within the customs to find his classmates.

Because of this, they and other stragglers all said that Liu Wentai was disgusted and sent away by Hou Kanshan, a bitch!

In the past few days, the rain has stopped, but the light snow is still falling endlessly. The season changes when the road is difficult to travel. Perhaps it is because the Japanese army did not invade Ningyuan again.

Just before dawn on the fourth day after Shang Zhen and others arrived in Ningyuan County, the door of the small courtyard where Wang Laomao and others lived squeaked.

Hou Kanshan came out wearing a cotton coat and ran to a pile of wood in the corner of the courtyard.

As for men, everyone knows that as long as they don't look up, there are thatched houses everywhere, and that place is the place where they, the skirmishers, are recognized to go to relieve the trumpets.

For this reason, Mr. Wang once said, "It's so damn bad that even when you burn a wooden husk, you feel like there's something sultry in the smoke!"

But what Mr. Wang said didn't work this time. First, although the people in Mr. Huotou were polite to him on the surface, in fact they still didn't like him. Secondly, Mr. Wang went there every day.

As for the one who pees, then it’s useless for him to talk about others!

Hou Kanshan, who was in a dazed state at this time, unhooked his belt and was about to pee, but at this moment he shook his head and suddenly saw a figure sitting or squatting under another wall.

This discovery made Hou Kanshan say "Oh my God". At that time, he had forgotten to pee while holding up his pants, and he still shouted: "Who?"

At this time, the black figure replied, and the answer was very simple, just one word "I".

"Let me go, you bitch, you really want to scare me to death!" Hou Kanshan scolded.

Only then did Hou Kanshan remember that in the past few days, all of them were enjoying the joy of life, but Shang Zhen was the only one who had returned to his normal routine of training every day, getting up before dawn,

He was doing somersaults and twists and turns in the yard, and then he was the last one to get into bed.

Hou Kanshan naturally sneered at Shang Zhen's behavior, but Old Huo Tou said it was "the early bird catches the worm".

Hou Kanshan didn't dare to mess with Lao Huo, so he could only curse secretly behind his back, "Fuck! The early bird catches the worm, and the early bird catches the worm, don't you know?"

Seeing that Shang Zhen had frightened him again this time, he cursed: "You have to practice every day. After practicing, you plan to go up to the front and fight with a bayonet!"

While Hou Kanshan habitually cursed, Shang Zhen habitually remained silent.
Chapter completed!