The return of Ma Chenglong and others caused a commotion in the 3rd Battalion of the 3rd Rong Regiment. After Chen Yueyang personally confirmed that the Japanese sniper had been killed, the former gendarmes who had been holding back for too long all shouted. Many people walked up to Ma Chenglong and patted him to express their gratitude and respect, and the Bull Demon King and others raised their eyebrows, and they couldn't wait to round their stomachs for a while.

"Lame five, your dog's life is a great blessing! You're going to scare Lao Tzu to death, hurry up, come here! Liu Mazi, move the lame five up, let him lie down, doctor, you can help, be careful, be light, there are not a few of our brothers left......" Gao Changgong was busy carrying the lame five into the field ambulance, and his mouth was gushing.

"Come on, it's just a little bit of a, there's a!" The military doctor of the 3rd battalion looked at the lame five's neck, laughed and cursed, and began debridement with a big grin.

"Bother, bother!" Gao Changgong kept smiling. Liu Mazi glanced at him beside him, moved his mouth in unison, and scolded silently, "X!" "They all know that according to the bull X character of the soldiers of the 3rd Battalion, if they don't kill the devil sniper this time, I'm afraid that the lame five will have to stitch themselves to stop the bleeding.

After Chen Yueyang returned to the battalion headquarters, he instructed his subordinates to bring wine, and he couldn't help but pull Ma Chenglong to sit down, and he didn't say much, "Bang Dangdang" poured two large porcelain jars, grinned after pouring the wine, and one of the jars with his neck up.

"Brother Ma, if it weren't for you today, Lao Tzu's old face would be a big loss! Come, I'll do it first! As he spoke, he lit up the bottom of the cylinder.

Ma Chenglong also picked up the porcelain jar and dried it in one gulp, and the liquor that had not been stained for a long time instantly rolled down his throat and poured into his stomach, rolling up a hot and spicy mouth. Unconsciously, he remembered Han Shigui and Shandong, who used to steal wine for himself, who were his brothers, but now he doesn't know how he is doing in the second regiment.

"You can be regarded as a great favor today, fuck, those two devils are always jumping around like bedbugs, today can be regarded as jumping to the end, when the morning dawns, I will send you down the mountain, go back to the headquarters as soon as possible, and then go back to the military headquarters, the 3rd regiment and 3rd battalion will remember your love! There is nothing to do here in Songshan, Deputy Army Commander Li has also arrived, he is a fierce general who has fought the bloody battle of Kunlun Pass, and the devil is about to fight with our 8th Army! Chen Yueyang, who was shirtless, was in full spirit, and a military doctor was treating a gunshot wound behind him, and the needles and threads in the wound were "silky", but he didn't even frown.

"Okay, I can't help much, I really want to fight." Ma Chenglong still hasn't forgotten the scene where Tom was killed, but he also knows that it's time to leave.

Chen Yueyang seemed to see something, grabbed a piece of beef and threw it into his mouth, and chewed it heavily, "To be honest, I joined the army for prestige, wearing a military uniform, carrying a horse whip and playing with a gun, that is the way men live!" Besides, Lao Tzu is a gendarme, even if he walks sideways in the ranks, who dares to disagree? Well, it wasn't until I saw the sins that the little devils had done in our country that I woke up a little. There is a good saying, if you are not the master of the people, it is better to go home and sell sweet potatoes. I think you have a good appetite, even if you're a little lawless in other places, it's always good to want to kill devils, and you really make me a little impressed by your way of killing! ”

"I'd rather not fight, not kill, and my wife lives peacefully in my hometown."

"Who isn't, my wife, uh, my wife who hasn't passed the door yet, my belly has been enlarged by me, and now I'm waiting for me to go back at home every day, hoping that the battle will be over one day earlier, and I can go back one day earlier to marry her. Her family has a head and a face, and her father doesn't know how many times he has quarreled at my house, and he almost turned his face into an enemy because of such a thing. But what can I do, come to Myanmar, don't hurt or die, you want to go back early? Gun Mountain has stuck the troops to this day, and the rest of the place, I really don't know how long the battle will take. My wife is my college classmate, not good-looking, a little chubby, but I just like it very much, the first time I pulled her hand was on the road, I was very thick-skinned, as soon as I seized the opportunity to reach out, her face was red all the way to her neck, now I think about it, just like what happened yesterday. ”

Chen Yueyang's drunkenness surged, his handsome face turned red, and he waved his hand to tell the medical staff who had finished stitches to get out. Ma Chenglong was stunned by his words.

"Come again!" Chen Yueyang opened another bottle of wine as he spoke, and poured it with red eyes.

Ma Chenglong silently took the porcelain jar and touched it with the other party. Chen Yueyang noticed that he leaned the gun against the table, burped, and laughed, "Why can't you even drink without this guy?" ”

"Get used to it." Ma Chenglong said.

The night was thick, the drizzle began to drift among the mountains again, and the green moonlight had long been obscured by lead clouds, and the overcast mountains were dark.

Lao Luo Guo held a large pot with boiled rice porridge in the pot, and touched it into the ambulance with one foot deep and one foot shallow, wanting to give the lame five a few hot sips. Lao Luo Guo had such a nickname because he was damaged by the bullet of the devil and couldn't straighten his waist, and when he first came to the 3rd Battalion, he was ridiculed for his shrimp-like walking posture. The brothers in his company are almost dead, and none of the remaining commanders pay attention, Lao Luo Guo once thought that he was going to be thrown into the mountains with those wounded, and it was Chen Yueyang's appearance that brought about a turnaround, so no matter how the people here laughed, he accompanied him to be careful.

Lao Luo Guo is not a good hand at fighting, and even when he was a soldier, he has never killed a devil with his own hands, his skills are all on the stove, as long as he can make a fire, even if he is given a steel helmet, he can make raw rice into mature rice, and wild vegetables into delicious.

Lao Luo Guo is a Cantonese person, flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the water, and there is almost nothing that Cantonese people don't send to their mouths. He is naturally no exception, he has always dared to cook food, and at this time I don't know where to catch two mice, after disemboweling and peeling the skin and washing, cut into meat strips and burn them in porridge, wafting the fragrance all the way. Many of the brothers of the 3rd Battalion in the trenches sniffed and asked what was in the pot, and after they finally came back, these guys were much more polite, otherwise, I am afraid that someone would come up and rob them honestly and unceremoniously.

Gao Changgong was staying with the lame five for the night, the Bull Demon King was lying on the ground and sleeping, but Liu Mazi was nowhere to be seen, and he probably went out to play with others again. The lame five's injury is not too serious, and his spirit is not bad, at this time he smelled the fragrance of porridge, and he turned over and climbed up as soon as he got up, and when he saw Cai Luoguo walking into the ambulance, he immediately smiled with dazzling eyes. As soon as he drank a bowl of porridge, Chen Yueyang staggered in with Ma Chenglong, brought canned wine and meat, and spoke very politely, which made him ashamed and grateful.