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The little monkey poked his head out from under the bear's squeaky nest and grinned that his mouth was stained with biscuit crumbs; The rat sat in the mud under the road, with a rifle in one arm and a knee in the other, full of black lines; Gazi only glanced at it; He continued to be busy tinkering in the cab of the truck; The pocket watch in Lu Hang's hand was finally closed, and he turned his head to look coldly at the road behind him, until the shell gun in Wang Qiang's hand rang out, and the burning quieted down, and it continued to burn on the road, rising a new column of black smoke.

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The battle continued to the east until the devil Shaozuo sent people to copy the upper and lower reaches of the nameless stream, and the eight roads on the other side of the bridge fled eastward without a trace.

At this point, the wreckage of the wooden bridge is still blazing, and although it has not collapsed, it cannot be counted on. A few dozen meters east of the wooden bridge, two trucks were also burning, all the black smoke swirling together, obscuring a large area of the sky above.

A devil officer stood beside Shao Zuo and wanted to ask if he wanted to organize a team to extinguish the fire on the bridge, but when he saw Shao Zuo's gray and white gloomy face, he didn't dare to ask.

Shao Zuo is depressed, it is impossible to reach the destination on time, it is not a problem that the convoy can't pass, but the problem that the Eighth Route is ahead, the problem that the Eighth Route has a lot of troops, and the problem that the sky is about to get dark, and the night will become a paradise for those shameless Eight Routes, unless the army is no longer marching and is stationed on the spot.

Looking at the wreckage of the motorcycle burning on the bridge, looking at the wreckage of the two trucks burning on the road on the other side, Shao Zuo suddenly opened his chest and shouted angrily: "Why can't you give me a few more!" Why do you want to give it to Yachiyaki like this! Why should I be defeated by your stinginess! Are you happy! Say you're happy! Aristocratic fools! Uhh

The devils who were wading under the wooden bridge to cross the river were stupid, and their supreme commander, Lord Shaozuo, actually knelt on the muddy waterfront and began to grieve and be angry, and the hysterical state was more like crying bitterly.

The convoy also arrived, the motorcycle that burst the cylinder was thrown on the road, and now it is three motorcycles and five trucks, and a group of eight roads that once blocked the front of the convoy did not linger for long and hurriedly fled south, and the convoy did not dare to move, until the puppet army in the rear followed and continued to set off.

The leader of the convoy jumped out of the cab, hurriedly ran to the burning bridge to see the situation, and then came to see Shao Zuo, but unfortunately Shao Zuo didn't say a word, he looked depressed, and began to go into the water with the troops with his saber, and the captain on the shore had to stand up and face it, and ordered the heavy machine guns, mortars and all kinds of ammunition in the car to be unloaded, and changed to manpower to carry them on foot, motorcycles and trucks turned around and returned to the city.

The haze that shrouded the sky seemed to have faded a little, and the western horizon actually faintly revealed a bright sunset, which should have made the devils and puppet soldiers on the march happy, but unfortunately none of them were in the mood to be happy now, because the east was becoming more and more obscure, and there were eight roads waiting to accompany them on the night journey. It was destined to be a late march, and perhaps they were going to lose the whole night.

The long road is long in the wilderness, the marching devils and puppet armies are long in the long road, the burning is still burning, and the black smoke is rising......

A few days later.

The sky is cloudless, the wind is one or two levels, the temperature is very pleasant, the regiment headquarters in the sun is still like that, and the independent regiment headquarters of the regiment headquarters is still like that, a regiment commander, a political commissar.

The door of the regiment headquarters was open as always, and the head of the Song regiment looked very good, standing at the door of the house with his head held high and his hands behind his back, seeing that Xiao Bing took the soldiers who were not on duty to take a literacy class, and the courtyard was empty, so he turned around and entered the house, sat down at the broken table, and knocked on the table to the political commissar who was reading a book behind the desk: "Old Lei, I still think it's unnecessary for you to do this." I've scolded him for not being light, and now that the confinement is closed, let him write a deep review...... After all, we have just a few excellent military shelfs now, what if the uneasy special operations company loses him as a company commander, what should we do at the critical moment? ”

Lei Jun put down the book and raised his head, looking at Regiment Leader Song with no expression: "Didn't you put the cruel words at him first?" ”

"I was ...... If you say so, how could you think that you, the political commissar, would climb the pole? Really take off his hat? ”

"Military law is ruthless, and a violation of an order is a violation of an order, regardless of the original intention and whatever the outcome."

Head Song looked at the political commissar, clicked for a long time, and sighed: "I was in a hurry, I didn't think about it well, and I also mean ...... Just procrastinate, right? ”

Lei Jun smiled: "Old Song, Zhou Jie's matter...... I'm not punishing for the sake of punishing, you think you can get the credit offset, and I have to think about it separately. ”

"I'm really wondering, he's Lu Hang's rarest company commander in you, right? How come I don't see anything unusual in you? ”

"Correct you, I've never been a company commander like him, I just think he's a good person."

"Oh my God, I'm so tired and panicked talking to you, and my brain hurts. You better continue to read your three-character scripture and see if there is any clever plan to get the devil out of Jinxian. ”

Lei Jun smiled and said nothing.

At this moment, a messenger ran into the gate, crossed the courtyard, entered the door and saluted, and then an envelope was placed on the table.

Song Regiment Commander Leng, this correspondent is neither an independent regiment nor a division headquarters, and then look at this envelope, there are only five words 'Song Regiment Commander personally opened', full of suspicion to open it, the envelope is only filled with torn half of the papyrus, and there are not many words: Old Song, many days are not seen as if every three days. At the beginning of a certain month, the head of the regiment married the nurse Xi Shi, and if he was free, he had to come and drink......

Clang-Leader Song slapped the paper on the table, stood up with a black donkey face, and raised his hand to the communicator: "You get out!" Get out of here! Don't wait for Lao Tzu to count to three! ”

The messenger was frightened: "I ...... Can you take this as your reply to our head of the regiment? ”

The papyrus paper was immediately crumbled into a ball and skimmed directly at the communicator's head, causing the correspondent to turn around and run away.

Lei Jun hurriedly put down the "Three Character Classic", picked up the paper ball at the door, opened his eyes and looked at it, and when he turned back, he found that the head of the Song regiment had wilted into a failed man in a blink of an eye.

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The health team is full again.

However, this time there were no seriously wounded, and there were no leg wounds, all the seriously injured and the wounded who were inconvenient to move were all left in the east of Jin County, and could not be brought back, some were hidden in the homes of villagers who voluntarily took them in, and some were hidden in some places to be taken care of and recuperated on the spot, waiting for the favor of fate.

Among the two adjacent stretchers, one lies the platoon commander of the first company, and the other is the platoon commander of the second company.

The iron egg was a fragment wound caused by a mortar shell, and Pan Zhuzi's back was an open wound cut by a bayonet, and he was scratched everywhere and could only lie on a stretcher.

Tie Dan has made a great contribution, you heard it right, Tie Dan has made a great contribution!

At the beginning, the exhausted 2nd Company could not catch up with the sluggish battle of the main battlefield, and they were fighting the fatigue of the march from beginning to end, and they could not count on it.

However, soon after dark, the second company, which was numb and dangling on the eastern highway of Jin County, collided head-on with the devil convoy returning to the city, and met love at the corner!

encountered a face-bump, the second company of tired soldiers did not expect that there would be devils to turn around and return to the city, and they were not psychologically prepared; The devils who returned to the city did not expect that there were eight roads, three motorcycles and five trucks in the back, and only an artillery platoon was in the car.

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