Chapter 3 Heaven and Earth (eleven times)

"You, me" Siqin was stunned for a moment, plunged her head into her arms, and her shoulders kept shaking.

Although she is known as a hero, she is a spoiled girl from heaven after all. Before her father passed away, she lived a life of clothes and returning to her hands. After inheriting the throne, she relied on the full support of the butler and father. She had not really faced many storms. The reason why she could point a gun at Fang Guoqiang's head and fired was entirely because of her heartache and her lover's trouble. She instantly burst out with her family's inherited nature. After this shot was finished, the little blood and courage in her bones was almost exhausted. No matter what, it was impossible for the other party to kill Guoqiang again. Of course, the other party's so-called "losing" would eventually become an empty talk that could not be fulfilled.

The cadres and soldiers around him felt more and more sad when they saw this scene. Several young soldiers could not even hold back and whimpered. Just three days ago, everyone was rumored that the military sub-district had issued a new document and Brother Long could finally marry Siqin. No one expected that the wedding gifts everyone gave them were not ready, and Brother Long had already stepped into the gates of hell!

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault. If it weren't for protecting me, Brother Long wouldn't have been hurt at all, nor would he be hurt at all." Among the crying people, no one could compare to Du Wai's mouth. While crying, he also knocked his head on the ground, thinking about it with blood, and it hurt to break his heart.

Siqin just called him Fang Guoqiang's dog, but in fact he was really unfair. Although he was always very close to Fang Guoqiang, the person he admired the most was Zhao Tianlong. The latter was born in the Green Forest as he was. He had a past that was unbearable to look back on before joining the guerrillas. In the battle, the latter also liked to rush to the front, not afraid of life and death. The latter also liked to speak loudly, laugh happily, and never drag on his work. The latter was also full of confidence in the future of the Eighth Route Army and believed that the world in the future was the only one.

Over the past year, Du Waizui followed Brother Long, step by step, and wanted to learn the other party's actions of eating and drinking water. Unexpectedly, the only time he did not imitate wholeheartedly, he made a big mistake.

"Okay, howling, howling, do you think it's not too noisy enough?" Zhang Songling bent over and picked up the person, throwing him out of the crowd, "You should howl to a place where no one is, don't disturb Uncle Scar's surgery here."

"Uh, um." Du Wai's mouth was thrown into his big butt, and his crying was instantly stuck in his throat.

Zhang Songling glared at him fiercely, turned his head to all the cadres and soldiers, "If the blood type matches Brother Long, stay, others, let me go back to the barracks to rest. Everyone will continue to mess around, and it will only be a waste of money. The Japanese, Xiao Zheng, Xiao Zou, you two go and get a basin of hot water and wash your hands and faces. You are ready to take her in to visit Brother Long, Lao Ma, you go down the mountain to find some big roosters to buy some big roosters in the house of ordinary people, make soup to supplement nutrition for Brother Long and the brothers who donated blood. Lao Zheng, you are responsible for the unified command of the daily work and duty patrols in the entire base these days, don't let outsiders see it, you can take advantage of it. Radio operator, send a telegram to Zhou Heizi in my name, and ask if there is any military doctor in the independent camp. If so, send it to me immediately, and say, I, Fatty Zhang, will remember his love for the rest of my life."

"Yes." "Yes, captain." "Yes, guarantee to complete the task." The cadres and soldiers stood attentively and saluted one after another. Then, the restless crowd slowly returned to normal. Everyone raised their heads and looked at Zhang Songling with a pale complexion, turning around and leaving with a complicated mood.

Brother Long was injured and his life and death was uncertain, but fortunately, the captain rushed back in time. With his friendship with Zhou Heizi, he should be able to borrow a military doctor from the independent battalion. Even if there is no military doctor on the independent battalion, at least for the sake of the captain, he can hurry up and send a batch of military anti-inflammatory drugs. The hotter the weather, the more likely the wound is to be infected. With enough anti-inflammatory drugs, at least, Brother Long can have a little more chance of escaping from death.

"Will Zhou Heikang?" When the brothers walked away, Fang Guoqiang slowly raised his head and reminded Zhang Songling in an extremely low voice. Halfway through his words, he suddenly realized that it was very inappropriate to mention these things at this moment. He sighed and slowly drooped his head again.

"Are you worried that he will use his old trick again?" Zhang Songling glared at Fang Guoqiang, then shook his head gently, "It shouldn't be. He is not as bad as you think. The current scale of our guerrillas is enough to make him feel scruples."

"That's why I'm nervous again!" Fang Guoqiang sighed again and apologized in a low voice. Although Shiqin's shot just now failed to hit his body, it directly penetrated his heart, making him feel uncomfortable as if a hole had been broken, and he could not repair it in any case.

"You have little contact with him and don't know his character." Zhang Songling couldn't whisper when he saw his appearance, "Although he is a little utilitarian, he has not lost his limit to being a human being. In addition, the last time was entirely because someone was secretly pushing him behind his back, and he found that he was almost shot by someone, Zhou Heizi would never allow him to be fooled by the same trick. In addition to the friendship between me, Brother Long and him, he has no reason to put down the wrong things at this critical moment."

This sentence was definitely heart-warming. However, Fang Guoqiang was so excited by the three words "utilitarian" that he was so excited that he was in front of him. He arbitrarily revised Zhang Songling's order and asked his brothers to try their best to catch the Japanese devils. Is it really for the sake of Fang Guoqiang's personal future? No matter at any time, in front of anyone, Fang Guoqiang dared to pat his chest and answer loudly, "No." The Jin-Cha-Hebei Military Region formed by the Japanese prisoners. "Anti-war alliance" has gradually played a role in dismantling the morale of the invaders. Capturing more prisoners and sending them over can make its influence stronger. In addition, since the beginning of March 8, the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army has repeatedly emphasized that combat units at all levels should not be harmed. However, as the captain of the Black Stone Guerrillas, Zhang Songling's orders are contrary to the spirit of the headquarters. As the political commissar, he must express something no matter what, and he must not tolerate without principles.

However, in the face of the disastrous consequences of the deputy captain's serious injury, any explanation sounds like a shirking responsibility. Fang Guoqiang was unwilling to leave such an impression on the soldiers, and he was not sure whether Zhang Songling would listen to his explanation. So although he was very sad at the moment, he also knocked his teeth and swallowed them into his stomach. Zhang Songling was worried about the safety of his good friend Zhao Tianlong, and he also tried every means to comfort Siqin, so as not to do anything stupid when the latter impulsively did nothing, and how could he have the extra energy to care about the others. For a moment, he ignored Fang Guoqiang's bitter expression and allowed an invisible estrangement to grow freely between each other.

The two of them never talked to each other again until the sunset burned red. At the moment before the afterglow was about to be swallowed by the darkness, the door of the ward was pushed open from the inside. Uncle Sweat-covered, sweat-filled Uncle was supported by the health officer Xiao Liu and appeared in front of everyone.
Chapter completed!