The next morning, when Yan Zhi woke up, it was nine o'clock in the morning, and the sun had already risen.

He had never been so tired as he had been this morning, his skeleton seemed to be scattered, his muscles ached, his whole body was weak, and it hurt to touch.

Returning to the company at about three o'clock yesterday afternoon, he, like all the soldiers who had taken part in the raid on the Winged Valley, had been treated by the military doctor, and instead of drinking and eating, bathing and changing clothes, he had fallen into his bed and immediately fell asleep.

If the sky doesn't fall, it has nothing to do with Lao Tzu.

Before going to bed, Yan Zhi took care of the whole company, and no one was allowed to disturb the forty-one of them until they woke up naturally, and if anyone dared to disturb the laborers and employees sleeping, he would be punished for a forced march of 20 kilometers tomorrow.

No one went to disturb them, for thunder could not wake them. Moreover, the smell emanating from their sleeping rooms made people afraid to approach.

When Yan Zhi got up, the soldiers outside came back from a morning run under the leadership of Zhou Youcai, had already eaten breakfast, and were practicing bayonet techniques on the playground, as well as the Nepalese scimitar killing method.

Yesterday, the Brotherhood returned triumphantly, which greatly boosted the fighting spirit of all the soldiers.

The winged valley is really beautiful to hit with a cane, so many soldiers have been training the playground, hoping to go out with the commander next time to practice knives with little devils.

Yesterday, these forty-one people completely became the idols of the big girls and little daughters-in-law in the city, and they simply envied all the soldiers.

Which big girl and little daughter-in-law don't like heroes.

Yan Zhi came to the door of the soldiers alone, and the forty people were still sleeping in the room, and they hadn't gotten up yet.

Even if he pinched his nose, Yan Zhi still couldn't enter the soldiers' room.

The smell of the house was really bad, the smell of blood, the smell of sweat, the smell of gunsmoke, and the smell of stinky feet that could smoke people to death, and it was guaranteed to smoke all the flies alive.

Sure enough, I am not afraid of a group of stinky foot men, I am afraid that a group of stinky foot men will live in one room......

Yesterday afternoon, the soldiers were sent back to the independent company by military vehicles, and the best military doctors and the best medicine in the whole of Huizhou were all in place.

Nalan Xinghui personally took the best doctor in the war zone hospital to treat the wounds of forty people, except for Fan Xiaosi's injuries, most of the others' injuries were minor injuries and were not serious, and they could recover in just a few days after disinfection and bandaging, and at the moment, what they lacked most was rest.

Nalan Xinghui wore a mask and personally checked Yan Zhi's whole body, leaving only a faint sentence when he left: "Forty-one people, forty people are covered with scars, but you don't even have a scratch on your body." After speaking, he closed the door and walked away without looking back.

After Yan Zhi was stunned for a long time, he really didn't find even a single scratch mark on his body, so he could only use Liu Neng's words to retort at Nalan Xinghui: "You say this, it's easy to be beaten, do you know." ”

Nalan Xinghui couldn't hear it.

Nalan Xinghui's words are too obvious, you Yan Zhi is going to the Winged Valley to run tricks.

Due to the large number of villagers who survived at the foot of Longscale Mountain, and most of them were women, the military department could not find a suitable place for them to live for a while, and they were rescued by the brothers, so they developed a strong sense of dependence on these soldiers, so they were temporarily arranged by the military department in an abandoned warehouse next to the camp of the brothers.

But the abandoned warehouse, after an afternoon of cleaning by the soldiers, has been completely renovated, the house has been painted with a layer of white ash, the floor has been swept spotlessly, new furniture has been furnished, new beds and household items have been installed, everything is available.

The military department believes that these villagers were rescued from the hands of devils by the independent company, and can be used as an excellent example of propaganda in the future.

Therefore, the military department naturally spared no effort to help them arrange their temporary residences very comfortably.

The military headquarters also arranged for a few veterans at the door of the warehouse, who were specially stationed on duty, and all idle soldiers and people were not allowed to enter.

Wait until the military headquarters finds a suitable place to live elsewhere, and then resettle them.

In fact, Yan Zhi was quite satisfied with the villagers in the warehouse next to his barracks. In this era of war and chaos, he is a little less convinced that these military discipline is not particularly strong troops.

These girls have lost their parents and have no support, how to let them live in the future, this is a big problem, counting on these people in the army, Yan Zhi is a little uneasy, he knows the virtues of most men.

So he thought of Nalan Xinghui, hoping that she could help these girls.

Yan Zhi breathed fresh air outside the house, stretched a few lazinesses, and when he went back to the room to get his washing items, he was almost out of breath by the smell of the room, he hurriedly opened the windows and doors on all sides, took the washing items and clothes, and went straight to the company's bathing room.

Knowing that the commanders and soldiers would definitely come to take a bath when they got up, the cooks had already prepared several large pots of boiling water for them, plus a dozen wooden barrels that had already been mixed with hot water.

Yan Zhi stripped himself of himself in three strokes and divided five by two, and then threw all the torn clothes to the bottom of the burning pot.

He first stood by the bucket, picked up a big scoop and scooped it full of hot water, poured it on his head, played a clever trick, shouted a few times to enjoy it, wiped his face, scooped a few scoops of hot water on the top of his head, slipped a few handfuls of his hands on his shoulders and legs, and then washed his feet, and then squatted into the big wooden barrel, held his breath, and squatted into the hot water.

This Nima is so comfortable!

This big wooden barrel is much more comfortable than the big bath, and ten times more comfortable than the sweat in the sauna. Anyway, Yan Zhi has never taken such a comfortable bath in his life.

"Poof!"

When Yan Zhi came out of the water, he squirted out a mouthful of water from the outside of his mouth, but he heard someone in front of him shouting, "Oh, my mother." ”

Yan Zhi opened his eyes, but he didn't know when Zhao Fugui was standing in front of the bucket with a sad face.

Zhao Fugui was wearing a pair of big shorts that didn't rely on neighbors, and there was a big hole in the buttocks of the big shorts, and he was wiping the water on his face that was sprayed by Yan Zhi.

In Zhao Fugui's right hand, he held a black and white photo, in which there was a woman in short clothes with a somewhat bewitching face, which was the photo that Zhao Fugui found when he was cleaning the corpse of a devil in the village.

"Zhao Fugui, do you want to scare labor to death?" Yan Zhi scolded angrily, "You kid is taking a bath with a Japanese girl, so you're not afraid that this girl will get into your bucket and be soaked." ”

Zhao Fugui's mouth was shocked, and he repeatedly glanced at the woman in the photo a few times: "Sir, how can you be sure that this is a Japanese girl." ”

Yan Zhi said angrily: "Don't talk so much nonsense, come and wipe the back of labor and management." ”

Zhao Fugui hurriedly put away the photo to prevent it from getting wet, and what is more important to prevent and ensure is that this photo must not fall into the hands of other soldiers.

Yan Zhi closed his eyes, took the cigarette that Zhao Fugui lit and put between his fingers, took a beautiful puff, and then said: "You Zhao Fugui is such a picky person, specially sent me photos, lit cigarettes, and helped me wipe my back diligently, you just say directly, find me something." ”

"Yes, yes, yes. Sir, wise! Zhao Fugui gently slapped Yan Zhi's shoulder on the edge of the barrel, and said earnestly, "Sir, look, can you stop letting everyone call me the reaper of devil ears in the future." ”