The sky in the east began to turn white, the bonfires in the forest gradually extinguished, puffs of smoke came into the nostrils, and silence and darkness gathered by the river again.

In the small woods at the wine station, snoring was heard one after another, making the muddy river tremble when the water surged after the rain. He ran away with a splash, listened intently, and was not noticed by the stunned sentries on the shore. He roared and quickly slipped away to the south.

A few sticks of firewood were thrown into the bonfire, causing sparks to fly. After a while, the fire became stronger and brighter than before.

The wet branches in the fire creaked loudly, like complaints. The hot air waves beat on the leaves, causing them to make frightened whispers and rustles.

The yellow and red tongues of fire played happily and lively, hugging each other, sometimes jumping into the air, splashing sparks, and the burning leaves flew up and danced.

After the rain in the previous few days, the banks of the river were covered with new green, the trees were taller and taller, and the flowers and plants were more delicate. Unfortunately, they were hidden in the dark and no one could appreciate them.

A sentry sat by the river, with a pigtail hanging crookedly on his head, staring blankly at the rushing muddy river and a majestic and crooked castle at his feet.

Wearing a gray and white sleeveless short coat with horizontal buttons, two thin black arms were exposed, and his feet were bare, with his trousers rolled up to his knees. There was a small broken wooden shovel stuck next to him.

The morning in the mountains is cool, not as hot as usual in summer. The water in the river is cold, and the coolness makes the little body hug itself tightly and murmur to itself.

A trembling little chicken squatted next to it, staring with its big eyes. Finally, when some light leaked from the sky, it staggered into the bushes.

On the other side of the river, at some point, a middle-aged woman appeared sitting by the river washing something, while a group of children played by the water.

The wine station started to get noisy. The soldiers of the Ninth Company without a company commander were either sleeping or starting training. Several soldiers dressed up and went out to change guard.

In the distance, Chen Chong started training with soldiers lined up in three rows. It was obvious that there were many new faces in the row, and not all of them were soldiers from the Ninth Company.

Not long after, a circle of people gathered around: the remnants of the Second Company, the Qiufeng guerrillas, and part of Wang Peng Company.

Chen Chong was a little angry. He came back last night and carried the regimental commander back, but the company commander who came back first was missing. It was said that he had been gone for two days, and the ninth company was becoming more and more lazy. The stick of the instructor Lao Qin didn't work at all.

Chen Chong couldn't stop himself. The red company commander had eaten gun medicine and couldn't afford to offend him. He wanted to find something to do. Unfortunately, as a platoon leader, except for a few remaining soldiers in his hand, he couldn't control the other soldiers. Even if he wanted to find something to do,

Let's do it. There is still a regiment leader there, so I don't dare to make any mistakes. The training is still okay. I need to recruit a few soldiers.

Before dawn, they found Li Xiang. Li Xiang, who was woken up, grabbed Chen Chong without saying a word and asked him to return the grenade. Chen Chong lost his excuse and made a fuss, finally escaping.

During the black and white battle, the grenade was indeed lost.

I don’t know why, but pie falls from the sky. Wang Penglian happened to seize a grenade launcher while cleaning his own trench on the Eighth Route.

Platoon leader Luo was nowhere to be seen.

Ma Liang was lying in the temporary hospital, eating carrots and worrying about arranging sentry posts, and there were not many people left at hand.

Ma Liang was very happy lying down, saying that he had foresight, hehe, the remaining soldiers had to take turns to make it clear that they would not be sent to Chen Chong.

There were obviously militiamen standing guard around the wine station, and the platoon leader was obviously acting aggressively.

From a distance, I watched Tian Sanqi struggling and being carried into the woods by a few soldiers from the second company. The soldier at the end was carrying a grenade and was sneaking around.

Tian Sanqi was entangled with Erlian and was too lazy to get involved.

After thinking for a long time, I finally thought of my parents’ home.

Wang Peng didn't hesitate at all. With a wave of his hand, the two platoons followed Chen Chong.

train.

Training to shoot guns? Bullets? Uh? None.

"Come on, Captain Chen, you're doing a good job at stabbing. Do our soldiers from the Ninth Company have to get into the water first?" Tang Dagou stood on the suspension bridge with a rifle on his back. Next to him was a half-immortal with a sad face.

"Go away, the company commander is not here, you guys are so careless and let your ducks in a row."

"Then who can blame him? Lao Qin is too powerful. How about I help you train and get over the addiction of being a company commander? You go and persuade Lao Qin. I heard that he wants to commit suicide by jumping into the river."

"What? Where is Lao Qin?"

"Well, isn't that right by the river?"

"This matter, I guess it won't be possible even if the regimental commander comes. Hehe, there is almost a platoon of security troops, don't you have any ideas?"

"I am relaxed and free alone, like you? What a fool." He looked disgusted.

"Can't you do something serious?"

"Wu Shitou is dead. Didn't the red girl lose her soul? I just called someone here and was about to go there." He is not as vicious as a big dog.

"Who, who lost his soul? Look at me, we promise to bring his soul back!" The eyes of the half-immortal next to him lit up, and he became interested. It turned out that the big dog kicked himself up early in the morning to show off.

Director, I didn’t say it earlier.

The onlookers around the training ground were also very interested.

When the sun came out and he climbed high, Chen Chong left the training to Tang Dagou.

Chen Chong followed the half-immortal and set up an altar. It was early morning and the sun was shining brightly. He opened the altar to perform rituals and prepared to summon the spirit of the little girl.

Chen Chong felt that the girl's affairs were more important than training.

There was another circle. I don’t know where these onlookers came from. They were like going to a market, one circle in the east and one in the west.

?

Lao Qin, who was not yet dead, moved to the side of the girl.

He sighed: "Hey, girl, I just talked to Company Commander Hu for a while, right? You will do the talking later, right?"

The girl turned her head, stared at Lao Qin, and smiled.

Lao Qin shuddered, with goosebumps all over his body, and asked warily: "What are you going to do?"

After spending such a long time together in a wine shop, who is lacking in what, and who doesn’t know their virtue?

Wu Shitou's sacrifice made her feel distressed. Although three days had passed, she still felt weak. So this time she didn't mind even though Lao Qin came to talk to her. If the fox ran away, wouldn't he just go to the teacher? Sure.

I'm looking for a vixen.

For such a simple matter, it seems that the few platoon commanders in the company are not in a hurry, don't they just want me to invite them? Are they using this company commander as a shield? Without Wu Shitou, this company commander will have no interest in being a commander.

It's better to go out and relax.

"Hey, instructor, the company commander has run away, and I am also responsible. I will go and find the company commander right away."

Lao Qin's jaw dropped to the floor: "You said it was your responsibility, that you made Company Commander Hu angry and leave?"

No matter how young she was, she understood clearly: Lao Qin had picked her out from the bad guys, and the blame was unclear! She was so dumbfounded that she dug a hole to bury herself, and had to fill it with soil.

Lao Qin raised his head and walked away. He didn't say that he wanted Captain Hong to be put into confinement or anything else. Instead, he picked up a stick from the ground and went to look for his mule.

The half-immortal was getting carried away and chatting with Chen Chong: "How is it? I make a move and I never fail to catch him. It's a good deal!"

Suddenly, Captain Hong, who came back from the river, kicked over half of the high-level altar of immortals.

Chen Chong's eyes were filled with stars, this half-immortal, can he become a full immortal if he adjusts his posture a few times?

So, he asked seriously: "Can you also bring back the fool's soul?"

"I don't have enough mana."

The half-immortal staggered.

Captain Hong, who returned, kicked him in the thigh.

"Can you walk well?"

Howls of ghosts and gods resounding throughout the sky?

Commander Lu hummed a small tune and walked out of the new regiment headquarters. He was no longer the bare commander. Xiao Bing and two other guards followed behind the commander.

The cooking team, medical team, and logistics department, except for the political commissar who went to the division headquarters to inquire about information, were almost all present.
Chapter completed!