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When Wang Xuexin and Li Dachui came out of the regiment headquarters, Wang Xuexin had an extra 38-large cover on his back and there were ten bullets in his pocket... There were not many bullets, but there was no way, this was the average ammunition volume of the Eighth Route Army.

Wang Xuexin was so proud that he took advantage of the fact that he was walking with a little bit of alcohol, shaking his head and humming a small song from the Northeast:

"You want me to bury it!"

"Who the fuck doesn't want to bury it!"

"Who doesn't want to bury..."

...

The look of wearing a military cap and banging buckle, coupled with the swaying steps, is like a traitor in the play.

Li Dachui, a member of the enemy's work department, held two cans in his arms, and looked like a follower carrying something.

However, Li Daechui didn't care about this, and he had not recovered yet.

He tried hard to recall every word from the leader, fearing that he would not understand it accurately.

"Revoked? Who said it was revoked?"

"I'll tell you, Li Daechui! Don't make me feel bad. If you have something big, just show me a trick. I won't take this trick!"

"Look at the little Northeast, ah? You have an active work, a firm will, and a high ideological awareness!"

"You are still a committee member, learn from others!"

Li Dachui dared not say anything, so he could only stand up again and again to respond to "yes".

After that, Li Yunlong took out two cans and handed them over, and said earnestly:

"Our independent group has a rule that whoever pays will be given the same thing. If you have the ability, go to the Japanese to grab it yourself. Don't be jealous of anyone."

"But the situation in the enemy's Ministry of Works is special. You don't have many opportunities to go to the battlefield and you don't have many seizures."

"This is a reward for making meritorious service. I will consider improving your food as appropriate in the future!"

"But you are not allowed to be proud, do you understand?"

Li Dachui stood up and replied, "I understand!"

In fact, Li Dachui didn't understand anything.

Make meritorious service?

How long has it been since the enemy Ministry of Works heard this word?

Is it because of drilling under the machine?

Thinking of this, Li Dahui chased after him in two steps: "I said Xiaobeidong, what has the team leader told you?"

"Squad leader!" Wang Xuexin looked embarrassed: "The regiment commander doesn't allow him to say it, it's a military secret, you see..."

Li Dachui's expression stopped and he was about to get angry, but when he thought it was the command of the regiment commander and the military secret, he shook his hand and said, "Oh, forget it! I don't want to know anyway!"

Turning around, Li Dachui grinned and scratched his chest. It was so uncomfortable to feel like his heart was hanging in the air.

The enemy's Ministry of Works is located in a thatched hut at the end of the village. Although it is a "department", there are only nine people, including Li Dachui, the member.

Therefore, Li Daechui refused to let them call "committee" and only asked them to call the squad leader.

In his words, it is: "Is it embarrassing to say that the committee member who led eight soldiers? We won't do anything about the pig's nose, and we can call the squad leader!"

At this time, night fell, and the soldiers who scattered all over the place to brush slogans were back.

"Why didn't you see the squad leader?" The old man patted the white ash on his body and asked in confusion.

The old man is actually not old. He is in his early thirties. Before joining the Eighth Route Army, he was a private man. He was very good at writing and had some literary talent. He relied on him to write flyers in the enemy's Ministry of Works to write.

The ugly kid who was chopping firewood outside the door stopped his movements when he heard this and shouted inside: "Don't you know what? The squad leader was called by the commander!"

The ugly baby is born with a big, thick and fierce look, and he is a little clumsy. He can even hit his feet with a gun, and the combat troops don’t like it.

Li Dachui thought to himself that the Eighth Route Army was lenient to treat prisoners. If the prisoners were interrogated, they could not use guns, and they could not use guns. How could they do their work if no one scared them? So the ugly baby became a member of the enemy's Ministry of Works.

After saying this, everyone rushed out of the house.

"What? Was he called by the commander?"

"What do you know?"

...

The ugly baby shook his head and replied: "I... don't remember it, it seems that he was leading soldiers or something!"

"It's broken!" The instructor looked around and said, "There are still little northeastern that hasn't arrived, it must be for the little northeastern matter!"

The instructor's surname is Wu. Originally, there should be no instructor at the level of the class, but the enemy's Ministry of Works is different. When interrogating prisoners, an instructor is required to do ideological work on the prisoners.

But Instructor Wu was a little discouraged because if the prisoners captured were Japanese, it would be useless to do ideological work.

The prisoners to be captured were puppet troops... they didn't have to do ideological work at all, so they knelt down on the spot.

So the instructor also did chores in the enemy's work department.

After a while, the old man broke his silence: "I want me to say that it is better to arrange for Xiaobei to go back to farm than in the army! Isn't there a saying? Isn't it suitable for teaching students according to their aptitude and local conditions, Xiaobei is not a piece of material for being a soldier!"

"That's it!" Xiao Laba replied, "As soon as he went to the battlefield, he was weak, and he was timid when he saw the Japanese. He could afford to lose this person, and our enemy's Ministry of Works will be in trouble!"

The little trumpet was named Wu Guohao, who was so slick and easy to talk about, so he left the nickname "Little trumpet".

"Hey!" The instructor waved his hand to stop the two: "It's all revolutionary comrades, and no one implicated anyone. We should unite all forces that can be united, and not split. The situation in Xiaobeidong is quite special. He escaped from the enemy-occupied area and grew up under the white terror of the Japanese bayonets and the puppet army. For such comrades, we must have full understanding and tolerance. As long as we give Xiaobeidong comrades some time, I believe he will soon grow into a qualified soldier..."

At this time, the two figures appeared in the night. Although they were not very clear, the instructor still recognized them as the squad leader and Xiao Dongbei at a glance.

The instructor quickly lowered his voice and said, "I'm back. No one of you is allowed to say sarcastic words later. Do you understand?"

"yes!"

"clear!"

...

Several people responded one after another, but seemed a little unwilling to do so.

Before everyone could prepare, Li Dachui shouted outside: "Why are you still standing there? Come out to help! This kid is drunk!"

"ah?"

"oh!"

"What?"

...

When everyone ran out and saw that the squad leader was sweating all over his body, carrying a small Northeast, which was full of alcohol and was snoring.

Before everyone could react, Li Dahui said "Huh":

"Hurry up... This kid is drooling, sticky! Put him down..."

Everyone carried over Xiaodongbei and were surprised to find that there was an extra 38-large cover on his back.

"Squad leader, these three eighth blocks..."

Before Xiao Laba could finish speaking, Li Dahui threw the canned meat from two listening:

"Don't ask anything, this kid has made a contribution!"

"Give our enemy minister a face!"

"A celebration banquet tonight!"

"It's so fucking fun!"

Everyone:...
Chapter completed!