"You kid has a conscience, what? Miss Wang is fine, it's really good, don't you know, Staff Officer Wang heard that his daughter had an accident, and he was in a hurry to lie in the hospital for several days, and now she is still sad. The man is getting older, and he must be hasten to tell him the good news, lest he be grieved any more. Head Ye said.

Hearing that Wang Xue also came back safely, he was even happier in his heart, he liked this girl from the bottom of his heart. He is very beautiful, smart and capable, able to endure hardships, and has a strong ability to work. I often saw her during the Long March, and she was a good seedling, so I tried my best to cultivate her in my own regiment.

"Regiment commander, after coming back this time, I want to stay in the third battalion. It's crumbling in my hands, and I'm going to have to make it the main battalion of our 772nd Regiment again." Deputy Head He opened his mouth and said his thoughts.

"Lao He, I can't blame you, we don't have any experience in fighting devils, and we underestimate the combat ability of devils, the three battalions have suffered too many casualties since the last battle, and the soldiers are very pessimistic, and the decline in combat consciousness is very serious, and they are all listless. The soldiers in the regiment talked a lot, and I also attached great importance to it, wanting to improve the spirit of the third battalion, and the third battalion was not arranged to participate in several battles, and the third battalion could no longer afford to be injured! Behind the scenes, the soldiers all called the third battalion a battalion for wounded soldiers, and there were more than 100 wounded people left in the whole battalion, so they could only rest and recuperate. Only put aside first, heal the wound and then make arrangements, now it's okay, you will hand over the three battalions to you when you come back, I am very relieved, and then pull out a company of soldiers for you, with all the company's weapons, I hope to see the third battalion rejuvenated as soon as possible, and you and Battalion Commander Zhou have full authority to decide the affairs of the third battalion in the future. Head Ye said to Deputy Head He.

What Regiment Commander Ye thought in his heart was that Deputy Regiment Commander He stayed in the Third Battalion because he blamed himself for too many casualties in the Third Battalion. He didn't want his old comrades-in-arms and old partners to be depressed like this, so he endured the pain and cut his love, took out a company of soldiers and equipment, and hoped that Deputy Regiment Commander He and the third battalion would cheer up.

Deputy Regiment Commander He and Battalion Commander Zhou were so happy in their hearts that they didn't mention it anymore, and they almost laughed out loud. Although the weapons of a company are not very eye-catching now in terms of the configuration of their own troops, the soldiers of this company are too precious, and this is the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army with a strong revolutionary will! In this way, the third battalion has more than half a regiment of troops. How can the two battalions be compared? In the future, the hard bones in the regiment can only be gnawed by the third battalion.

Deputy Regiment Commander He, Wang Xue returned to the army. The Red Soldiers and Da Zhuang are also seizing the time to train the soldiers, and they are all developing vigorously according to their own plans.

Could it be that the protagonist Zhang Xiaobao died in obscurity in the wilderness and nameless mountain? Of course not, it's not Xiaobao's divine skills to protect his body, it's not that Xiaobao has the ability to bring the dead back to life, it's that he shouldn't die. Panasonic saved him in a sentence at a critical moment, otherwise his head would be cut off from the post, and no matter how much he practiced divine skills, he would not be able to die again, and he did not have the ability to grow a head from a monkey.

When Xiaobao and the devil fought a decisive battle, there was a black shadow in the jungle in the distance, watching everything that happened here, the devil hurriedly buried Xiaobao, and after retreating, the black shadow rushed out of the grass.

It turned out to be Doudou, and it followed Xiaobao up the mountain, and the fierce battle, the witty Doudou understood. It was just a delicious picnic with a pot of food, and it was just a waste of life, so it lurked there motionless, observing, and when the devil was buried, it also restrained and calmly waited for the devil to leave. Only then did he jump to Xiaobao's small grave and desperately gouge the soil with his two paws, and the loose soil was quickly cut open by Doudou to reveal Xiaobao's head.

Fortunately, Xiaobao Tai Chi Qigong practiced to the peak and protected his heart, and the injuries he suffered were not fatal. It's just that there is too much bleeding, and if it were an ordinary person, maybe he would have died a long time ago.

Even if Xiaobao doesn't get timely treatment, I'm afraid he won't live long. At this moment, Xiaobao was unconscious, allowing Tai Chi Qigong to operate on its own in his body, the wound buried under the wet soil had stopped the bleeding, and the body that Doudou had spent a long time creating was also cold and oozing bones.

Doudou used all his strength to bite his clothes and dragged Xiaobao out of the pit, curled up on him, and slowly Xiaobao had a trace of heat. In this way, a man and a dog depend on each other and snuggle up tightly.

The devils retreated quickly, and their figures could not be seen in the distance, when they disappeared for a long time. A few figures appeared on the road below the mountain, and gradually there were more and more people, and it became clearer as they got closer.

They are the guerrillas of Yangjiazhuang in Xiyang County, the captain is Yang Min, every time she learns that there are troops fighting with devils, she will lead the team members to the battlefield, pick up broken knives, guns, bullet casings and other military supplies, and occasionally find one or two good guns when she is lucky.

Yesterday, I knew that there was a fierce and ferocious battle on this hillside, and the tanks and armored vehicles of the devils were dispatched, and I was anxious for the Chinese army, worried about them, but what I didn't expect was that this fight was a day and a half, and the battle was too fierce, and the sound of gunfire could be heard several kilometers away.

The 93rd Army of the Central Army had a regiment of troops passing by nearby and had planned to come in to see the situation. As soon as the scout reported that there were thousands of devils in front of him, he slipped away quietly, for fear of getting into trouble.

There were several bandits who were also hiding far away, and the guerrillas tried to come over to see which unit could make the devils send so many troops, and saw that from time to time there were reinforcements from the devils, surrounding the small hill and not approaching.

Finally, after the devil retreated, he came to take a closer look, and was stunned by the tragic battle scene. Everywhere were lying dead bodies, surrounded by stumps and broken arms, and blood stained the earth red. It was a mess, and they saw a lot of battle scenes, and they were also shocked by the tragic situation of this battle. It's so tragic and tragic, there is no one alive, some of them are wearing the clothes of the national army, some are wearing the clothes of the Eighth Route Army, and a few are the clothes of the common people, I can't figure out what kind of team this is? There are all kinds of things.

The guerrillas went to organize nearby villagers to come and help to bury these heroes who sacrificed their lives for the country. Along the bloodstains all the way to the hillside, there were sacrificed Chinese people at every little distance, and they carried the bodies to a depression on the top of the mountain for burial.

Everyone was touched by their heroic and fearless sacrifice, even though they were numb to death in times of war. However, this tragic situation made many people involved in the burial shed tears. I also picked up a lot of broken knives and broken guns at the scene, and they all regarded them as treasures, and they generally took them back to make up a lot of good guns, and they were definitely able to assemble a few good guns.

You must know that there are nine people in the Yangjiazhuang guerrillas, only five guns, and the other four are all using hunting rifles, which are expected to be replaced this time. By the time the more than 100 bodies were buried, it was about to get dark, and the people went down the mountain first, and the guerrillas looked around and found nothing else and were preparing to go back.

Suddenly, there was a "Wang" dog barking from the top of the mountain, and the captain Yang Min said: "Strange, where did this dog bark from, is it a wild dog coming to eat the corpse again?" The corpse of the hero must not be spoiled by wild dogs, go up to the top of the mountain and take a look. ”

After speaking, he turned around and took the lead towards the top of the mountain where the dog barked, only to see that where the boulder on the top of the mountain was hidden, there were two corpses on the ground, a tall black wild dog curled up on a dead body, and the guerrillas shouted loudly, trying to scare the big dog away.

But the big dog did not appear to be frightened and panicked when he saw their arrival, and did not turn around and flee. Instead, he lay very docilely beside the corpses, calling out to them incessantly, and scraping the corpses next to them with his paws.

The guerrillas felt very strange, such a bold wild dog was very rare, with black and shiny hair, and it was very strong, and its behavior was not like that of wild dogs. Such a beautiful big dog can only be found in the landlord's house and the devil's team, could it be that this corpse belongs to which young master or little devil?

The guerrillas slowly walked towards the corpse, and Doudou also slowly moved backwards. When I got closer to see the corpse, I found that it was a person dressed in Chinese clothes, with blood-stained mud on his face, body, and head, as if he had just been fished out of hell and a pool of blood, and his actual age could not be seen clearly.

One of the guerrillas boldly touched forward, turned back and said, "Captain, the nose is still hot, a little warm. ”

Yang Min thought for a moment and said, "It shouldn't be, it's so cold on the ground, other corpses are frozen, touch him to see if he still has breath." ”

The male team member carefully felt his nose with his hand, put his hand on the artery again, and replied: "Captain, I can't feel my breathing, my pulse is still beating slightly, I should be dying." ”

"Well, carry it on the stretcher first, it's not completely out of breath yet, you can't bury the hero alive, let's deal with it first, get a few clothes to cover him." Captain Yang commanded.

The other team members carried another frozen corpse to the pit in front of it for burial, his face was covered with blood and flesh, and his face was blown off a lot by the shells, revealing the bones on his face, which was terrible! Carrying the warrior who was about to die of breath, he walked down the mountain, and the big black dog followed not far behind.

After walking for more than an hour, it was already completely dark, and the guerrillas carried Xiaobao to a house in the village, and an old man came out of the house, saw them carrying a single frame and asked, "What?" Minmin, is there anything else alive? ”

Yang Min replied: "Uncle, look at him, he is not breathing, but his pulse is still beating, I don't know if he can be saved?" ”

Uncle Yang asked them to carry them into the house on the kang, carefully examined the wounds on the whole body, and when he saw so many injuries, he shook his head: "The whole body is full of injuries, bleeding too much, I'm afraid I can't be saved, it stands to reason that I should have been able to hold on to it until now, it's already a miracle, it's hard enough." ”

"Uncle, you are still angry, you can't ignore it, right? You better heal first, and the dead horse should be a live horse doctor, what don't you have to worry about at this time? Yang Min whispered to Uncle Yang.