The sky is exceptionally blue, and the palace family is exceptionally deserted. The not-so-warm sunlight made everything look so light, and the holes in the heights turned into deep blackness; The lower houses have become barren, and the edges of each color area have transitioned into thick black lines.

The farmer in his thirties sat outside a cave, his dirty clothes and his unshaven face looking at a deserted place, and he took out a small bag of things from his coat pocket with his big rough hands.

took out a piece of paper and carefully tore open a piece, stuffed most of the remaining half into his pocket, and then took out a little broken cigarette foam in the small bag, rolled it with the paper in his hand, rubbed it, held it in the corner of his mouth, took out a match and lit it, and a burst of spicy smoke immediately drifted into the wind.

An old man walked out of the cave with a dry tobacco bag and saw the village chief Kong Yan sitting outside the cave, knocked on the dry smoke gun and said: "I said village chief, it's very good here, everyone doesn't want to go back to Kongjia Village, they want to live here, you see that Kongjia Village will be the first to be unlucky as long as the devils sweep away, even if the devils sweep here, they will not come." ”

"Second uncle, I think it's okay, and I don't know that Heizi went with the Eighth Route Army and didn't have a letter." Kong Yan took a puff of cigarette, looked at the barren mountains in the distance, and muttered to the second uncle beside him.

"There are not a few people in our village this time, which is good...... It is estimated that you have joined the Eighth Route Army, and you are also an Eighth Route soldier, you want to find a way to ask...... Hehehe......" The second uncle laughed hoarsely and whispered.

Kong Yan was silent for a while and said.

"The regiment has come up to order, and I have to go far away...... Those juniors didn't want to go to the independent group, and the meeting carried me out...... It's not that I'm incompetent, I don't fight with them, you can take care of them in the future, second uncle here. ”

"You can go with confidence, if the independent regiment you said is okay, take the remaining young babies here to join the Eighth Route Army......"

"Second uncle, it's not far from here to the Independent Regiment...... I'll come back to see you when I'm free. ”

There is a shortage of political workers, and he can't count on the dignitaries in the division at the moment, so Commissar Lei turned to the friendly army to discuss the individual.

This friendly regiment is the neighbor to the north of the independent regiment, the army aviation of the independent regiment has helped them, and now it is said that the independent regiment is the new station of the field hospital, and the friendly regiment really takes this matter seriously, and it is rare that the neighbor of the independent regiment has opened his mouth, and no matter what, he has to squeeze out an individual to transfer to the independent regiment.

In the eyes of the friendly regiment, it is more like a district detachment, and it is impossible for the regiment to transfer the good talents who are already in short supply, so this quota naturally falls to Kong Yantou, who has been delegated to the locality, has the worst professional ability and the lowest cultural level.

When Kong Yan, who was in the image of a farmer, walked into the tattered regimental headquarters of the independent regiment with a tattered luggage roll, Lin Wei was dumbfounded, this friendly regiment actually sent someone to tell him that he should feel lucky for the special operations company, but he felt an inexplicable loss in his heart.

When the regiment commander saw Kong Yan, he snorted and was happy on the spot, the friendly legion is interesting enough, I really sent one, the problem is that this one looks ...... Forget it, something is better than nothing, and it is reasonable that people just don't give it.

The political commissar carefully read the personal introduction of Kong Yan on the letter of introduction, nodded subconsciously, and said straight to the point: "Kong Yan, from today onwards, you will be the instructor of the special operations company of the independent regiment!" ”

Kong Yan was stunned, he didn't expect to come here to be an instructor: "Political commissar, I'...... I've only done local work, this ......"

Ding Deyi smiled: "All the same, you are facing a heart, and your qualifications are competent enough." Zhou Jie, the commander of the special operations company, is still recuperating from his injuries in the health team, so you can only go to see him. ”

"Zhou Jie?" This time it was Kong Yan's turn to be stunned.

Regarding the promotion of the special operations platoon to the company, the political commissar had already come to talk about it, and the army aviation did not feel anything, not to mention that the special operations platoon was still the twenty-three people. The number will be set as a special operations company, and an instructor will be assigned for the special operations company.

Now, the instructor has arrived.

Lu Hang sat on the stretcher, quietly looking at the middle-aged farmer with a scruffy beard who appeared next to the stretcher, a little distracted. Since joining the Eighth Route Army, I have only seen one instructor, Luo Cheng of the Second Company, and now it is the turn of the special operations company, and it is ...... The contrast is too great. Lu Hang, who has been a company commander but has never teamed up with an instructor, is very confused at the moment, isn't this the original village chief.

"How are you?"

Kong Yan smiled embarrassedly: "I didn't expect it to be you." ”

"I ...... Working with an instructor for the first time. ”

"It's also my first time as an instructor."

"Shall we ...... Do you want to shake hands? ”

"I think...... Haven't we already shook hands? ”

"Hmm...... Right. What happened to you? Did I go to the cave where I said the palace house? ”

"It's all good, we plan to live in the palace family without leaving, are Xiaohei and their babies okay?" Kong Yan went to the chair next to Lu Hang's side and prepared to sit down.

"There's blood on that chair, it's not dry yet."

"Don't worry." Kong Yan didn't even look at it, but still sat firmly.

This detail made Lu Hang's brows a little more natural, and the embarrassment instantly decreased a lot, at least he didn't reject blood: "Xiao Hei is very good, he is now the squad leader, but he sacrificed a few people, and the public house is too safe, and the place turned out to be very messy, and it is not a long-term solution......"

Kong Yan's eyes fell on the large bandages on Lu Hang's body, and he had a little confidence in his heart, at least he was a brave man: "There will be sacrifices when there is a battle, alas! Now there is no peace everywhere, you will call me Lao Kong in the future. ”

Lu Hang smiled faintly, and could understand why Kong Yan took the initiative to emphasize this title.

After sitting down, Kong Yan put his rough hand into his pocket, took out the last small piece of paper left, picked out some smoke foam and began to roll: "I heard...... There were only twenty-three of us. ”

Lu Hang looked at the cigarette roll that was gradually rubbed by Kong Yan, took out a pack of cigarettes from his body and handed it to him: "Yes, twenty-three uneasy ones, including me, you smoke my pack." ”

Director Kong took the cigarette, his eyes lit up, he still spit out the cigarette in his mouth, a burst of spicy smoke floated up, diluting the blood, and the matchstick was extinguished: "This is good smoke, only the city and the devil can have it, you keep it yourself, I'll smoke this, if you are counted, then you have to count me, twenty-four." ”

The time he led the people to evade the devils sweeping and chasing and met the special operations platoon left a deep impression on Kong Yan, and the combat unit of the special operations company was different from any team he had seen before.

The weapons and equipment alone at that time were dazzling enough, and even some of them were wearing steel helmets. During this period, few people were willing to wear a devil's steel helmet, at least Kong Yan was the first time he saw it.

Now he was going to the special operations company's residence, and Lu Hang said that there was a jujube tree in the yard, and it had now appeared in front of him.

"Hey...... You're not that ...... That one...... Chief? How did you get here? The little girl just finished feeding the chickens and turned her face and asked.

"Yes, it's me. This one...... Can you let me go in first? ”

The little girl got off the chicken basin, stretched out her little hand and pulled Kong Yan: "Come in, let me ask you, who is the person who came with you?" When is he coming? "The little girl treats Kong Yan as a visitor.

"This ...... But I'm coming alone, right? ”

"Oh...... Well? The ponytail flicked suddenly, and a pair of big eyes blinked for a long time: "Could it be ...... It's you? ”

"If you're asking about an instructor, it's me." Kong Yan couldn't help but smile after speaking, he really couldn't stand this girl's eyes, let alone that strange look.

The soldiers in the kitchen and room who were listening to Mengjie's counseling all walked out when they heard the sound of the courtyard.

"The village chief?"

"Third uncle?"

Several soldiers from Kongjia Village saw Kong Yan in front of them, wasn't this their own village chief?

Kong Yan nodded and stood still in the courtyard: "My name is Kong Yan, we have met, from now on, I am the instructor of the special operations company." ”

"Crackling" The pens and notebooks in the hands of the soldiers fell to the ground.

The more than twenty fighters who almost dropped their jaws were all stunned on the spot, staring blankly at Kong Yan.

Everyone continued to stare blankly, and Kong Yan didn't know why for a while. Chen Chongxin said that I was seconded, so I don't need to express my position, right? Meng Jie looked at Kong Yan. The heart said that the instructors should be like Luo Cheng, right? I don't even have glasses, is this a liar?

Widow Ma thought of something, sighed deeply, wiped her hands, and saluted opposite Kong Yan: "Special Warfare Company Cooking Class, Ma Jinhua." ”

Kong Yan reluctantly closed the mouth that had been grinning, this is fine, at least he doesn't have to listen to those people in the village running around every day to talk about the loss of his chickens......

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