The team stopped whenever they were told. The Eighth Route Army soldiers had no doubts and carried out the orders perfectly.

Only...our protagonist Hu Changyi.

It's not that Hu Changyi is very curious, or that he has many things to do, but that he needs to know how long he will stay, and there are still many things to do. Of course, he probably has a vague idea of ​​what is going on, but now is the world of bright swords, who knows

Will there be changes?

So...he found Li Yunlong who had just finished a meeting with the brigade commander.

"Captain, why did you stop?" Hu Changyi asked.

"Ahem...did you see the reconnaissance plane that flew over this morning?" Li Yunlong asked.

"I saw it, what does this have to do with the plane?" Hu Changyi said.

"This morning, the 771st Regiment of our brigade arrived at Qigen Village and began to repair the position. But just now, a small group of Japanese cavalry and a large force of infantry launched an attack on them overnight. The specific casualties are unknown, and the 771st Regiment also lost contact. So.

, the division commander asked us to rest here temporarily and wait for the next order!" Li Yunlong said anxiously.

"The 771st regiment has lost contact?" When Hu Changyi heard this, he knew that something was right. The 771st regiment sacrificed 30 people, and the main force was fine.

"Yeah, I don't know whether they are dead or alive, and I can't contact them at all!" Li Yunlong was worried, because they were all old comrades in arms.

"Don't worry, Captain, it's okay!" Hu Changyi consoled him.

"How do you know it's okay?" Li Yunlong asked.

"What you said is that caring leads to chaos! Think about it, the comrades of the 771st Regiment are veterans of the Long March just like us! Commander Xu is not a drunkard, right? Or someone else can be the leader? Moreover, the Japanese are thousands of

You should never fight with us at night!"

"So, it's okay. At most, their radio station is broken. Maybe they are waiting in some mountain nook to bring bad luck to the Japanese!" Hu Changyi said.

"Old Li, we all understand what you are saying, but we are just worried and panicked! Okay, I have told you everything that needs to be said to you, what else do you have to do?" Li Yunlong asked.

"Iron plate, the iron plate I want, do you have it in the regiment? Where is the brigade commander?" Hu Changyi said.

"This matter has really been taken care of for you! ... The brigade commander told you after he heard that you were going to cause an explosion, and specially found some iron plates for you. We are going to use them to make iron pots and iron

The iron plates that were lifted are all approved for you to use. It's not much, only 50 yuan! I'll ask Liu Lang to send it to you later!" Li Yunlong still acted very safely.

"It's good if you have it, it's good if you have it. I'm going to prepare it right away. When the Japanese ambush me one day, I'll open your eyes!" Hu Changyi said happily.

"Well, it doesn't matter whether I open my eyes or not, as long as I can kill the Japanese!" Li Yunlong waved his hand, and Hu Changyi returned to the guerrilla station.

"Changyi, we will camp here tonight. This is the place that the comrades found for you and Lao Xing. You will sleep here tonight. Come over quickly for a meal and a meeting after dinner!"

When Hu Changyi returned to the place where the guerrillas were, he was greeted by Zhao Fengnian to a bonfire. On one side of the bonfire was a small cave, only two meters deep, one meter wide, and more than one meter high, which could fit two people comfortably.

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"Hey, this place is great, thank you, comrades!" Hu Changyi didn't show any pretense. Who asked us to bear the title of a wounded person?

"Tonight we are going to cook our own meal, because we are pressed for time, so we only have millet rice! Tomorrow, tomorrow morning we will eat white rice porridge, the group gave us 400 kilograms of rice this time, it is enough!" Chef Fan said very much

Said apologetically.

"It's better to have millet rice. The rice looks good, but when there are no noodles to support it, are there any pickles? Lao Fan?" Li Tieniu was not polite at all.

"Yes, I will kill you!" Chef Fan put a bowl of rice in front of Li Tieniu and gave him a pickle dumpling.

"Hey, it's better for you, Lao Fan. You know I have a big appetite!" Li Tieniu didn't care about Lao Fan's attitude. He picked up the golden millet porridge, blew on the hot air, and started to slurry it into his mouth along the edge, slurping it and returning it to the other side.

Breathing.

"Well... Eat less dinner, be lighter, it's good for your health!" Dr. Sun held an enamel bowl and drank millet porridge with a look of satisfaction on his face.

"Suck... Doctor, eat and sleep silently... Suck... it's better for the body..." Li Tieniu said while eating, very much like some kind of animal.

Everyone had long been accustomed to this fool, and no one said anything, instead focusing on the millet porridge in their mouths.

Well, although the millet is not ground cleanly, and there is still a lot of chaff on it, but this stuff feeds people, and it only scratches the throat at most...

The meal was finished quickly, and none of the millet porridge made by Chef Fan was wasted. Not to mention the leftovers, even the ones stuck to the bottom of the pot were swallowed by Li Tieniu after adding water.

No one laughed at Li Tieniu, because everyone ate their own bowls clean, and even poured water in and drank it like Li Tieniu.

In this era, no one knows the preciousness of food better than them, and any waste of food is a crime.

You know, in times of famine, a few liters of millet can buy you a wife, and a few bags of dried sweet potatoes without millet can buy you a beautiful girl.

Dou rice is expensive).

Hu Changyi is no exception here. He also keeps his rice bowl clean because he also knows how precious food is.

After eating, Zhao Fengnian introduced the six new members to the guerrilla group to everyone.

"Okay, today our guerrillas have added 6 more veterans, everyone is welcome!" Xing Dezheng said loudly, leaning against a big rock.

Wow... Everyone applauded first, and then carefully observed the six veterans who had followed the guerrillas all the way here.

"Let me introduce to you, the one on the left hand with the scar on his face is called Lai Dongxing, nicknamed Lao Lai. Like me, he went through the Long March. From now on, Lao Lai will be in the first class

As squad leader, Captain Zhao will no longer hold the concurrent position. Lao Lai, can you say a few words?" Xing Dezheng introduced.

"Hello, comrades, I am Lai Dongxing, but I always keep my word and never default on my debts! Well, that's it!" Lao Lai spoke briefly.

"Ahem, the second one from the left is called Zhou Changfa. He was born in Orion and is also a veteran of the Long March. From today on, he will be the deputy squad leader of Changyi. Orion, can you tell me a few words?" Xing Dezheng introduced.

"Hey, we are good at hunting, and we are not afraid of death in battles. I don't need this speech. Everyone just knows that my name is Zhou Changfa!" Zhou Orion said.

"Well, okay! Then there are the four of them. These are skilled veterans specially selected by the brigade commander to give us the guerrillas! They are all classified into a group. This one is called Liu Shuquan, this one is called Ma Quanyou, and this one is called Ma Quanyou

This is Niu Fengxiang, this is Yuan Shouge, everyone is welcome!" Xing Dezheng said.
Chapter completed!