Ay? What is this for? Looking for your in-laws? Are you talking? ”

"I'm recalling how many guns are idle in the Special Operations Company!"

"Memories? With this effort, you must have remembered how many grains of grain there were, right? That one...... Guards ......"

"Well, I remembered. There's really not much that can be even, I can ...... You were given two bird guns, plus a few boxes of kings, but the bullets were gone. ”

"Guard ......"

"Not really...... I also contributed the special operations even the treasure at the bottom of the box, and I also handed over the grenadier canister, right? You've got artillery! ”

Seeing her bow her head, her eyebrows fluttered before and after, the head of the group's expression gradually became a little strange, the smugness just now disappeared, and a dark cloud appeared on her brow. How does it feel...... So what's wrong? Broken!

With a big hand, he slapped the table and said anxiously to the guard: "Hurry up and go to the sentry post to check if anyone left the village just now!" In addition, I informed Yang Laojiao to send someone to Kongzhuang immediately. Then he pointed at the little girl: "I'm going to lock you up!" I'm going to ask you to write a thousand word review! ”

The eyebrows on the little girl's face disappeared in an instant, and they were replaced by arrogance: "Why! ”

"You say that the special operations company has no idle guns!"

"I'm telling the truth!"

"Do you think you'll have time to hide?"

"No is nothing, why should I hide!"

"Lock her up for me first!"

"You can't lock me up without evidence!"

"I'm the head of the regiment, I don't need evidence!"

"You're a great warlord!"

"Dead girl, don't force me!"

"Shameless!"

"Little shameless!"

The political commissar rushed out of the back room in a panic, and the unscrupulous head and the immoral girl began to scold each other on the street, which is simply ...... If you are bad or moral, how can you convince people with virtue in the future!

Wang Qiang walked out of the warehouse, and looked at the little soldier of the cooking class who came to the regiment headquarters in front of him with a surprised expression: "Little dry firewood? How do you ......"

Xiao Ganchai looked at Wang Qiang's back from a distance, pulled Wang Qiang into the kitchen, looked at the soldiers who were burning the fire in the kitchen, and asked Wang Qiang: "Can you be a man of things?" ”

Wang Qiang pushed his glasses and nodded: "How did you get here?" Isn't it a girl......"

"Listen to me, the girl was stared at to death by the regiment commander, and she couldn't come out, so Dr. Torin asked me to deliver the message, I must see Company Commander Zhou and Widow Ma, and you can't let your instructor know about this matter now."

After the words fell, he took out the girl's paper head from his arms and displayed it in front of Wang Qiang!

"Company Commander Zhou went to the forward position artillery tower, and I was told if I had something, I am the platoon commander!"

Soon after, Widow Ma came back from the warehouse and listened to Xiao Ganchai tell the absurd story of what happened at the regiment headquarters with Wang Qiang.

Wang Qiang read the crooked words written on the paper, and immediately ordered the horse widow.

"Sister Ma, the girl said, from now on, except for the two disabled, the original Kongzhuang militia team will be officially incorporated into the special operations company, and the idle nearly 100 38 big covers and the dozen or so barge guns will be distributed to them immediately, replacing those tattered weapons. The names of the remaining 38 big covers and hanging cooking classes are not allowed to be given to anyone! The bullets had to be relocated and re-hidden, and only you know where they are. ”

Widow Ma frowned: "But the instructor is at home, how to transfer?" ”

Xiao Ganchai turned to the water cup handed by Widow Ma and took a sip of water: "Sister Ma, the girl announced the establishment of a women's militia team in the name of the village chief of Kongzhuang Village!" ”

"Women's militia?"

"Yes, this is true, and it is also official, in the future, the Kongzhuang Village Militia will be run by the women themselves. At least the 79 rifle and the Hanyang made together must be one per person. ”

The horse widow was a little confused: "But this ...... How can I afford it? ”

Wang Qiang said: "The girl said, you just have to be the women's captain, let Xiao Hei be the deputy captain, and he will arrange the training and battles in the future, he was originally a militia captain." ”

Hearing this, Widow Ma reacted, and it stands to reason that she can just let that Xiao Hei be the captain, but since the girl arranged it this way, it is clear that it is because it is inconvenient to be a man with that Xiao Hei, so the main position is left to herself as a woman, which is for convenience.

If you think about it carefully, the current population of Kongzhuang Village is one hundred and seventy-eight, and most of them are women, and according to the guns just changed, the current idle 38 rifles and Hanyang made add up to more than seventy.

If it is distributed according to the order from young to old, it is estimated that it is the age of early forty years old, and the female soldier team of more than 70 people, which is almost a company!

If you train it, when you catch up with the devils in the future, you can almost count the whole army as soldiers. Although they are weak, at least the power of the bullet is the same, at least they don't have to hide in the dark and just pray and cry to survive.

Kong Yanshen chased forward with shallow feet, and finally saw the bear shadow walking by the river, so he shouted forward while chasing: "Iron Tower, you stop for me!" What are you tossing around......"

Xiong turned his head with a sad face, looked at Kong Yan approaching, and said: "I can't be motivated in my life, I think...... I'm not a qualified Eighth Route Army! ”

"Are you going to run like this? Do you want to be a deserter? Do you want to poke people in the backbone for the rest of your life? Are you trying to me off? Yes? Bear stuff! ”

The bear's face turned innocent in the blink of an eye: "Who said I was going to be a deserter?" ”

"Didn't you stand in the yard and throw a gun and shout to stop it!"

"Wang Qiang wants me to wipe his gun for him, of course I won't do it!"

"Then what are you doing all this far away?"

"Isn't this what you're chasing after me to tell me the truth?"

"You-"

In the wooden house, the stove was blazing hot.

The two logistician statisticians from the Logistics Service sat at broken tables and were carefully recording the results of their survey on paper.

Kong Yan also sat at the table, leaning his back, looking at the cold wind outside the window in a daze, a cigarette that had burned most of it between his dirty yellow fingers, and the ash was crumbling.

Conspiracy, a strong smell of conspiracy! First, he was told by the tower to listen to ideological education, and then the tower ran out of five miles to pull himself out.

Turning around, the widow Ma announced the reorganization of the Kongzhuang militia, a color female soldier, the original militia team took the initiative to join the special operations company, and before they had time to figure out the situation, the people from the logistics department arrived in Kongzhuang, and were ordered by the regiment commander to count the situation of the guns of the special operations company. What day is it today? It's dazzling!

The regiment commander clearly wanted to get a gun from the special operations company, and Wang Qiangma's widow tower was obviously an organized operation, since he did this, who sent the news? I didn't see anyone, but I was able to string together these unconscious people, and the mastermind behind it was obvious.

"Hole guidance? Hole guidance? ”

Hearing the sound, the cigarette ash finally broke and fell on Kong Yan's pants, so panicked that he quickly blew it off, and then even threw the cigarette butt between his fingers to the ground and stepped on it, only then turned to face the statistician on the other side of the table: "What?" You say you say. ”

"This women's militia...... When was it founded? ”

"Oh, that's it...... I'm not earlier than you know. ”

"Huh?"

"Hehe, how is that possible! You know, our special operations company is here...... Too poor to find anyone, alas, right now...... I can't even build a shelf, and this is also a last resort.

The closest to the devils, and the least soldiers, to catch up and down the little devils into the mountains, want to cover the other side of the old and young can't do it, so we can only let the villagers protect themselves, and we have been preparing for many days, and today we have just started to implement it. ”

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