After Hu Yibing waited in the command post for more than ten minutes, a young man of twenty-three or four-year-old opened the curtain and walked in, his name was Mu Feng.

"Captain!"

"Well, here we are." Hu Yibing nodded to him.

"There's a task for you." Hu Yibing went straight to the point and said, "Lao Li should have told you about the situation, right?" ”

"Well, I probably understand, just let me take people to support the bandits in Lianyun Mountain, so that they will not be wiped out by the devils." Mu Feng nodded and said, Uncle Li had already told him.

"You bring three hundred people over, in terms of bullets, um........." Speaking of this, Hu Yibing pondered for a moment and said, "Let each soldier bring ten bullets and two grenades." ”

Their regiment was short of ammunition, so they were asked to bring ten bullets each, which was enough, you must know that each person usually only had five bullets.

"Yes! So when do I leave? Mu Feng asked.

"You go and gather the troops immediately and set off immediately, otherwise, I'm worried that the bandits in Lianyun Mountain won't last that long." Hu Yibing ordered.

"Yes!" Mu Feng took the order and left here immediately.

………

Bang!

The door was vigorously pushed open, Huang Shaojun's face was gloomy, and he returned to his home.

The more he sat on the bed, the more angry he became, and he was angry that this time Hu Yibing was not on his side, and he was going to help the bandits in Lianyun Mountain.

What kind of sample nature do the bandits have, doesn't Hu Yibing know? That's a pack of white-eyed wolves! What's there to help.

But Hu Yibing has already decided to send troops, and it is useless for him to oppose it.

"Forget it, if he wants to send troops, he will definitely regret it in the future anyway," Huang Shaojun muttered, and after thinking about it, he got up again and left home to go to the ammunition depot.

"Commissar!" The two fighters guarding the ammunition depot immediately gave a military salute.

Huang Shaojun nodded and said, "Order 600 rounds of ammunition for me." ”

"Yes." Two fighters immediately opened the door, and one of them came out with a box of ammunition.

"You stay to guard the ammunition depot, and you follow me to the entrance of the village." Huang Shaojun asked one of the soldiers to stay, and then asked the other soldier to follow him to the entrance of the village with ammunition.

Not long after, they arrived at the entrance of the village.

At this time, Mu Feng had gathered three hundred warriors in the open space not far from the entrance of the village, ready to set off at any time.

At this time, Huang Shaojun led people forward.

"Commissar, why are you here?!" Mu Feng asked with a military salute.

"Are you all together?" Huang Shaojun glanced at the soldiers in front of him.

"Three hundred in all."

"Hmm." Huang Shaojun nodded and said, "How many bullets did the regiment commander let you bring over?" ”

"Ten bullets each, plus two grenades." Mu Feng answered truthfully.

"I've brought another six hundred rounds of ammunition, you take them, and each of you brings two more rounds." Huang Shaojun said, asking the soldier carrying the ammunition box to put the box on the ground.

"No need for the commissar, ten rounds of ammunition are enough." Mu Feng said that his family understood the difficulties of his family, and the head of the regiment asked him to bring ten rounds of ammunition after careful consideration.

"If you want to bring it, bring it, then so much." Huang Shaojun scolded: "Let me tell you, this time I went to Lianyun Mountain to support those bandits, I only need one request for you, play your momentum, and don't let the bandits underestimate us, do you understand!" ”

"Understood!" Mu Feng replied loudly.

"Hurry up, if it's too late, it is estimated that you will have to help the bandits in Lianyun Mountain collect the corpses!" Huang Shaojun said.

"All have an order, let's go!"

Seeing the soldiers trotting away, Huang Shaojun returned to the village.

On the way, a soldier was a little puzzled, so he said to Mu Feng: "Company commander, didn't you say that the political commissar turned against the regiment commander, why don't I think it's like it?" ”

Just now, the company commander said that the political commissar did not agree to send troops and turned against the regiment commander, so how could this make them bring more bullets?

Mu Feng glanced back at the soldier and said, "You know a fart, the political commissar and the regiment commander are friends of life and death, even if some small opinions can't be reached together, the political commissar is just sulking at most,

In most cases, the head of the regiment will listen to the opinions of the political commissar, but this time it involves bandits, so the political commissar turned against the regiment commander. ”

The political commissar and his hatred of bandits knew this to the soldiers of the whole regiment, but Mu Feng only knew some of the reasons.

"Hey, company commander, you also walked the Long March before, did you know the regiment commander and political commissar at that time?" A fighter asked.

"Nonsense, I was the platoon commander under the regiment commander at that time." Mu Feng said.

"Then tell us about the Long March, we are all curious." The soldiers said that each of them wanted to know about the events of the Long March.

"The Long March, alas, during the Long March, many people starved to death." Mu Feng's mood sank, and said: "At that time, we crossed the grassland, turned over the snowy mountains, ate grass roots, and boiled belts. ”

That's right, he didn't dare to think about the history of the Long March, many, many familiar comrades-in-arms died,

Some died of starvation, some were swallowed up by swamps, some died of cold, some died of disease, some fell to death, anyway, all kinds of deaths were there at that time.

The dead warrior can only be buried in the same place, and then find a wooden sign with the name engraved, which is considered a grave.

When the soldiers heard this, their hearts also sank, although their families were not rich, but they really had never eaten grass roots and belts, and when they thought about it, they knew that it was not delicious.

"Don't talk about those heavy things, let me tell you the story of the political commissar and the head of the regiment." Mu Feng said.

The warriors nodded.

"I remember that it was just at the beginning of the Long March, and it was only more than half a month later, at that time, the regiment commander accidentally fell on his leg, and when the soldiers were about to carry him, the regiment commander said: You don't have to worry about me, take me and drag you down.

As a result, the political commissar slapped the regiment commander in the face, stunned the regiment commander, and then carried the regiment commander on his back, and this one was carried for two months

Later, the regiment commander's leg was healed, and it was the turn of the commissar to have an accident, at that time the commissar was shot in the abdomen, and because there were no anti-inflammatory drugs, the commissar's gunshot wound quickly deteriorated, and at that time many people said that they could not be saved,

But the regiment commander refused to give up, he used a knife to cut off the rotten flesh of the wound, and went to find herbs to put on the wound of the commissar, and continued on the road,

Later, the commissar's wound miraculously did not deteriorate and began to improve, and after another two months, the commissar's wound healed.

At that time, many people were surprised, because there was no medicine at that time, and a gunshot wound was basically a death sentence, but the regiment commander and political commissar created a miracle and brought hope to many people. ”

Mu Feng said slowly.