Chapter 271 The Soldier Who Left Behind

"I... I have something to report to you."

Just as Qin Feng was about to announce the end of the meeting, Li Xin's voice suddenly came.

"Captain Li Qian, what else do you have?"

Qin Feng asked curiously.

"Sir, I have some speculations about how Yang Renlong's psychics are killing each other, and I want to tell you."

The fierce-looking captain said.

Qin Feng looked at this subordinate who didn't usually speak, but only knew how to work hard according to the order.

This time I was willing to think about it and couldn't help but feel curious.

"Okay, you said."

Although time is tight, in order not to dampen the enthusiasm of the commander, Qin Feng is still ready to listen to Li Xin's advice.

He gave a "split meeting" look at the other generals, then sat down and listened to Li Xin's speech.

"Sir, I'm not saying it well, and I don't know if I'm saying it right. If you say something wrong, don't mind."

"What do you say, you just say."

Qin Fengdao.

Seeing his encouraging eyes of his chief, Li Xin felt relieved and continued: "Before meeting an adult, I had been a soldier for many years, so I still have some understanding of the psychology of soldiers, especially the soldiers at the bottom."

"That 'demon seed' is not that complicated in the eyes of his subordinates..."

Li Xin began to talk about his guesses.

At the beginning, Qin Feng didn't care much, and listened to each sentence without a word.

However, when he listened for a while, his expression became solemn...

The night is already dark.

In the No. 18 prisoner-of-war camp, except for the sergeant standing guard, the entire barracks fell into silence.

Only by walking into the tents of the military camp can you hear the sound of snoring one after another.

After fierce fighting during the day, the soldiers relaxed from their high tension and soon fell asleep.

At this time, among the countless tents, there was a tent.

In this camp, the sound of two people whispering in a deafening snoring sound came.

"Old ghost, we haven't received the order from the God Lord for so many days. Did the God Lord forget us?"

This is the voice of the white-faced scholar.

He and the old ghost lurked in the No. 18 prisoner war camp. After gaining a foothold, they were always low-key and tried their best to pretend to be like ordinary people.

"Did you call the old ghost?

What do you call me in front of your subordinates during the day, good son?"

The old ghost joked.

"Get out!"

The written scholar said angrily: "You really treat yourself as an elder."

"If Qin Feng hadn't come to me on his own initiative and had to ask me to be like a good person, could I call you 'father'?"

The Jade-faced Scholar thought that he called the old ghost "father" in front of the soldiers every day, so he didn't get angry.

When the old ghost saw that he was angry, he smiled and stopped talking back.

"Jade-faced scholar, this kind of life is actually good, right?"

"Train and train every day, and when you are bored, you can still fight."

After the two were silent for a while, the old ghost suddenly put his hands on his back and looked up at the dark tent and said.

The military camp that makes others terrified is nothing more than a comfortable life in the eyes of both of them.

As two little soldiers, there is nothing to worry about.

The heavy training every day is as easy as playing house for them.

Even if ordinary soldiers fight in great panic, in their opinion, it is just a new game in boring time.

After all, here, there is no need to listen to the annoying orders like the God's death.

Just as the two of them were talking.

A serene voice suddenly came from beside him.

"Chen Liang, what are you going to do?"

The white-faced scholar frowned and asked.

The soldier named Chen Liang didn't say anything, he just silently put on his military uniform.

Then he continued to lie on the bed.

"sneaking!"

The white-faced scholar snorted.

This Chen Liang was discovered on the marching road.

At that time, Chen Liang was covered in stains and had some blood on his body.

If he hadn't been wearing a military uniform of a civilian army, he would have almost regarded him as a robber.

Chen Liang, who claimed to be a soldier from the No. 3 prisoner war camp, fell behind on the road and lost his way and could not find the large army.

The white-faced scholar sent him to Shangguan. Shangguan asked a few questions and asked the white-faced scholar to bring him into his team.

The white-faced scholar had no choice but to agree.

And he heard Shangguan's meaning that several soldiers who claimed to be lost recently came to the army and were all broken up and assigned to various teams.

Speaking of which, Chen Liang has been stunned since he came to the white-faced scholar's team, and his face has always been showing a strange smile from time to time. He doesn't look like a normal person.

However, he didn't care.

Whether it is a fool or a fool, as long as you have hands and feet, you can fight on the battlefield.

"Did you find out?"

The old ghost suddenly lowered his voice and said, "This Chen Liang seems a little weird!"

The white-faced scholar said, "What's wrong with him?"

Apart from being stupid, he noticed nothing abnormal.

The old ghost's voice became weaker and weaker: "In theory, it is marching and fighting again during the day. Ordinary people have high-intensity physical labor, especially at night, when the highly nervous spirit is relaxed, most people will fall asleep as soon as they touch their pillows."

"But, Chen Liang's eyes have been open since he was lying on the bed, and he has no intention of sleeping!"

After hearing Lao Gui's analysis, the white-faced scholar first looked solemn, but then he laughed: "Old Gui, even if this kid has any idea, aren't you and me still in this tent?"

"By our ability, are you afraid that a small soldier will make a wave?"

The old ghost thought about it and it was right.

What threat can an ordinary person with no cultivation pose to them?

So, although the old ghost was still a little uneasy, it was inconvenient to ask again.

He and the white-faced scholar no longer talked, but were ready to go to bed.

"White-faced scholar, do you hear any sound?"

Just when the old ghost was about to fall asleep, he suddenly heard a faint sound of crying and laughing outside the tent, so he asked alertly.

"What's wrong?"

The white-faced scholar's confused voice came, and then he turned over and continued to sleep.

In an instant, the crying and cunning laughter became louder and louder.

Now the old ghost can't sleep at all.

He opened his eyes and was about to say something to the white-faced scholar.

,

Suddenly I found that the scholar also opened his eyes and stared at him.

The old ghost was about to say something, but he heard a "bang" sound not far away from them.

Chen Liang, who had been silent all the time, suddenly sat up!

He had a strange smile on his face and his eyes were as red as blood.

"An emergency gathering, there are enemy troops stealing the camp!"
To be continued...