The commando team returned under the leadership of Han Feng, and the sacrifice of team member Yan Qizhi affected everyone's emotions.

Yan Qizhi's body was buried in the early morning of the next day, he was the only seedling in the family, and from his usual words, the team members knew that he was hiding from his family to participate in the anti-Japanese team, but now he died suddenly, but I am afraid that his family still knows nothing about it.

"Platoon commander, do you want to send someone to inform you?"

Han Feng's eyes closed gently, slowly opened them again, and sighed: "Forget it, don't let the old man grieve anymore, wait until the victory of the Anti-Japanese War!" After the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, those of us who were still alive went to the homes of our comrades-in-arms who had left. ”

"Good!"

Everyone responded, and the last wisp of sadness was deeply pressed in their hearts as Yan Qizhi's body was covered by the loess.

During the years of war, the living had no right to grieve.

…… In the early morning of the next day, at dawn, when Han Feng arrived at the regiment headquarters, Wei Dayong and Wei Monk Wei were already exercising with a stone plate.

The uniform muscles are well-defined, and every expansion and contraction is accompanied by a seductive aesthetic release, Han Feng just glanced at it, and sighed in his heart, this guy's rugged muscles are definitely the effect of long-term persistence, and he is really a monk with strong willpower and unique skills.

Han Feng knew that Wei Dayong must have met Zhao Gang behind him, and the accidents of history must be even more amazing.

What should have happened happened after all, and Zhao Gang successfully met Wei Dayong and saved Wei Dayong from fainting.

When rescuing Wei Dayong yesterday, due to the distance, coupled with the fact that the sky was close to dusk and the battle that broke out immediately, Han Feng had not been able to see Wei Dayong's appearance clearly.

It's just that at this moment, Han Feng just entered the regiment headquarters and looked at it, and after seeing the unfamiliar face of the exercise, he was very sure that this was Wei Dayong.

Of course, this is not to say how vicious Han Feng's eyes are, but there is not much hair on the monk's head at all, not to mention the short layer on the scalp, the ring scar on it is clear at a glance, and then it is immediately clear when it is linked to the monk's background before he became a soldier.

Monk Wei's body is strong, about the same size as Han Feng, in this war years, when nutrition is generally unable to keep up, a height of more than one meter and eight meters can really be regarded as burly.

When Han Feng pushed the door in, Monk Wei, who was alert by nature, also noticed Han Feng for the first time.

The gazes of the two people were only a brief touch in the air, and Han Feng smiled at Monk Wei, who was puzzled and grinned, but did not laugh.

Monk Wei's eyesight is outstanding, of course, his eyes are only in martial arts, and his sense of smell is even keen, especially for masters who have learned martial arts, he has an amazing perception.

During those days in Shaolin Temple, because Monk Wei himself liked to fight with others, that is, it was not an exaggeration to say that he was ruthless and brave, so he often found people to fight.

However, Monk Wei still doesn't look down on ordinary opponents, and only likes to learn from masters, and over time, he has developed a pair of "fiery eyes".

There are many disciples in Shaolin Temple, and the disciples and elders of all the halls add up to hundreds of people.

I remember that once Monk Wei found a powerful monk, and he went forward to ask for advice without saying a word, and finally was beaten by the monk without the power to fight back, and only after inquiring did he know that it was the chief elder of the Dharma Academy, a generation of martial arts masters, no wonder Monk Wei is not an opponent.

But you have to admire his extraordinary eyesight, as if no master in the world can escape the observation of his eyes.

This time was no exception, although Han Feng's feeling to the monk seemed to be unremarkable, but the monk always felt that the other party's gaze was too calm, calm and not like an ordinary person.

When Han Feng passed by the monk, the monk suddenly spoke: "Brother, have you studied martial arts?" ”

Han Feng shook his head with a smile: "I haven't learned." ”

The monk said: "I don't believe it, this momentum on your body is different, you must be a master, I thought you were all rural people in the eight roads!" I didn't expect to meet a master like you. ”

Han Feng was surprised in his heart, he really had such an exaggeration as the monk said? He chuckled and chuckled, "Monk? ”

"How do you know I'm a monk?" Monk Wei was stunned.

Han Feng said: "The ring scar on your head is obvious!" What is not a monk? ”

Monk Wei smiled: "So that's the case, hehe, although I am a monk, I am already vulgar." ”

Han Feng said: "Monk, do you know where this is?" ”

Monk Wei said: "The Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army, when I came, my life-saving benefactor Zhao Political Commissar told me. ”

"What do you think?"

Monk Wei shook his head and said: "To be honest, it's far worse than our Central Army, the place where we live is in tatters, and I drank a bowl of thin soup in the morning. ”

Han Feng said: "So you look down on our Eighth Route Army? ”

Monk Wei shook his head and said: "I haven't said this, my life was saved by the political commissar Zhao, and the political commissar Zhao is the Eighth Route Army, if I look down on the Eighth Route Army, then don't I even look down on my life-saving benefactor Zhao political commissar?" I'm not that ungrateful. ”

Seeing the monk's serious face, Han Feng couldn't help but chuckle: "Monk, how old are you this year?" ”

"In a few months, I'll be eighteen." Monk Wei said.

Han Feng suddenly understood, eighteen years old is just a big child! It's no wonder that Monk Wei would say these lovely words.

"Brother, you must be a master, how about we learn from each other?" Monk Wei was happy when he saw Hunting, and once again suggested, this is because he has been a soldier for so long and his heart has calmed down, if this was left in the past, he would not have asked Han Feng's opinion at all, just roll up his sleeves and do it, regardless of whether you agree or not.

Han Feng is also a madman who loves to challenge himself, and he has long been eager for a battle with Monk Wei, at this moment Monk Wei proposed, he naturally couldn't ask for it, and laughed: "Okay, the weather is just a little cold, let's just practice, warm and warm." ”

The two were about to make a move, when Li Yunlong just came out of the regiment headquarters command room smoking a cigarette and pushed open the door.

Han Feng said with a smile: "Monk, let's fight another day, my head has come out." ”

Monk Wei said: "That's a pity, I just promised Political Commissar Zhao to stay for two days, and I left after two days." ”

Han Feng smiled: "No, you won't leave." ”

The monk was wondering about Han Feng's inexplicable words, and Li Yunlong walked over at Monk Wei......