CHAPTER XXXII
The flat field at night was lively, and the reaction of the planes during the day was seen by many of the routs. After more than 2 months of walking through the jungle, it was really the best news, and I got on the plane. Many straw huts had been erected in the lawn field, bonfires had been lit, and the routs had gathered in twos and threes, boiling wild vegetables, snakes, birds and beasts, plantain roots, everything they thought they could eat.
The doglegs' dinner was also sumptuous, with fish soup with wild vegetables, grilled mushrooms, and even a monkey stewed in the soup by the scout team of machetes. The already hungry doglegs can still take care of the similarity between monkeys and humans, as long as they can fill their bellies, they can fill their stomachs with anything but human flesh.
Zhao Zhi and several of the wounded naturally received preferential treatment, and Wang Dabao, a cook from Guangdong, cooked a good fish porridge, and Zhao Zhi's eyes and eyebrows were comfortable. Pushing away the rice spoon that reached to his mouth, and patting his belly exaggeratedly, Zhao Zhi looked at Yuan Qingqing lovingly, and said softly, "I'm full, you can eat quickly" Yuan Qingqing, who was still low-eyebrowed, raised his eyebrows, and immediately changed his complexion, "After only a few bites, you are full." Do you have to let me pour you? Zhao Zhi quietly moved his feet outside the grass shed, and explained, "Lao Pao roasted a fish for me in the afternoon, I'm really full."
Looking at the seemingly harmless sincere smile on Zhao Zhi's face, Yuan Qingqing's heart hurt terribly. She knew that Zhao Zhi wanted to keep the saved fish porridge for himself, the number of people in the team was increasing too fast, and it was becoming more and more difficult to replenish food, and the speed of finding food was far from keeping up with the speed at which the rout ate ate into their stomachs. The goats and the doglegs of the scout team have already begun to dig up plantain roots and peel the bark of trees, and if this continues, the fighters will be depleted of physical strength.
It seems that Zhao Zhi is heartless and heartless every day, but in fact, Yuan Qingqing knows that Zhao Zhi has not slept well for several nights, and Zhao Zhi is almost out of breath due to the eating problems of these hundreds of defeated soldiers. Yuan Qingqing didn't dare to raise her head, pretending to drink the fish porridge with her head down as if nothing had happened, and her tears couldn't stop dripping into the fish porridge, making the already thin porridge even thinner. But Yuan Qingqing didn't dare to cry, she was afraid that Zhao Zhi would hear it, this little man was already on the verge of collapse, and Yuan Qingqing didn't dare to stimulate him anymore.
Zhao Zhi, who was picking his teeth, found Yu Shinan and Cao Benchuan, both of whom had a part of the defeated army under their hands, and Zhao Zhi wanted to discuss with them about the possible upcoming airdrop. The hundreds of defeated soldiers on the ping field followed their direct commanders, divided into several parts and sat together, and the boundary was obvious. The three of them sat down by the river and discussed the airdrop. Zhao Zhi first proposed that each of the three parts send a part of the soldiers to jointly maintain the airdrop site and avoid the phenomenon of grabbing grain.
"Chief Zhao, aren't your people enough? Why bother? Cao Benchuan helped his glasses, which had broken one leg, and looked at Zhao Zhi calmly. He is now more and more unable to see through this young man, who doesn't want the airdropped food, whoever controls the food, who can control these defeated soldiers, but why did Zhao Zhi take the initiative to jointly supervise it?
"Yes, that's what I mean, so you don't have to be so troublesome" Yu Shinan was very careful, he had seen the combat power of the dogs. He was afraid that this was Zhao Zhi's plan to get away with it, so he maintained a wait-and-see attitude.
Zhao Zhi laughed secretly, looking at the two ragged guys in front of him, but trying his best to maintain his officer demeanor, Zhao Zhi's head was big. For a long time, Zhao Zhi and the doglegs have always said what they have directly, and never beat around the bush to reflect anything. But these two guys, since they started to follow the brigade, have been secretly contacting the routs, forming gangs to win over the routs. Now Zhao Zhi proposed something that would be beneficial to everyone, but they shrank back, I really don't know what they think.
Stand up and pat the dust under your butt, "Okay then, so be it." From tomorrow onwards, you will still collect food as usual, and the airdrop will be completed by my people" Zhao Zhi smiled slightly, turned around and left. "Brother Benchuan, this Zhao Zhi, what do you think?" Yu Shinan asked Cao Benchuan, and secretly observed Cao Benchuan's expression out of the corner of his eye.
"Young and promising, the good fortune of the party and the state, and the role model of young people," Cao Benchuan said ambiguously.
"But he is only a direct subordinate team of the Fifth Army, why did he detain the soldiers of our new 22nd Division and not let us go?"
"Brother Shinan, you are wrong. As far as I know, it was the soldiers of the new 22nd Division who voluntarily followed Zhao Zhi, but they followed Zhao Zhi all the way from the Miwa Highway to kill" Cao Benchuan's voice was a little heavier, and he looked at Yu Shinan very meaningfully, as if to emphasize the relationship between Zhao Zhi and the doglegs.
Cao Benchuan left, and only Yu Shinan was left by the river, and he was still thinking about Cao Benchuan's last sentence just now. What does this Cao Benchuan mean by saying this to himself, Yu Shinan can't think of it when he thinks about hurting his head.
For several days in a row, there was no shadow of an airplane in the sky over the pingchang, and the rout soldiers turned from the initial ecstasy to a sullen wait. Zhao Zhi is still the same giggle, taking the steamed bun on the bamboo raft to go fishing every day, and he has a lot of fun. Yuan Qingqing, who was angry, only scolded the steamed buns, saying that the steamed buns were playthings and broke Zhao Zhi.
Early in the morning of the fourth day, Zhao Zhi, who woke up before dawn, sat cross-legged on the hillside, staring blankly at the sky, looking forward to today's plane coming and dropping supplies smoothly. Uncle Guo, who came back from changing the whistle, found Zhao Zhi sitting on the hillside, and asked in a low voice, "Why did you get up so early?" ”
"It's been three days, there is not even a shadow of the plane, I am anxious, I can't sleep"
"Fool, that plane is not ours, if you let it drop something, it will give it to you?" Uncle Guo squatted next to Zhao Zhi, looked at the sullen Zhao Zhi, and teased him.
"You just got off the post, go to sleep first, I'll sit by myself for a while"
"You," Uncle Guo, who had no choice, shook his head and left.
There was a sound of footsteps, Yuan Qingqing sat down with Zhao Zhi, unfolded a military blanket, and wrapped the two of them tightly. Gently leaning his head on Zhao Zhi's shoulder, Yuan Qingqing said softly, "Fool, I have something to say in my heart, let's find a way together, don't always think about it alone, there are so many of us" When Yuan Qingqing first entered the dog-legged team, she was not optimistic about Zhao Zhi, she felt that Zhao Zhi was indeed a little white face. Everyone is yellow and thin in the jungle, only Zhao Zhi's face is still white, but it can't be black or yellow. You must know that in front of a group of female soldiers who have become yellow-skinned and unkempt, there is always such a guy dangling, which makes it really difficult for young female soldiers who love to dress up.
However, under the leadership of Zhao Zhi, everyone not only had clean military uniforms and equipment, but also the wounded had medicines, and everyone's stomachs were no longer hungry. And almost every time he fought, Zhao Zhi rushed to the front, although the doglegs always shouted Zhao Zhi with a white face, but Yuan Qingqing knew how much the doglegs trusted Zhao Zhi. When breaking through the riverside camp, the doglegs would rather throw away their hard-earned equipment than run more than ten miles with Zhao Zhi, who vomited blood and was unconscious, which can be seen.
Steamed buns and a few of their young dogs are even more loyal to Zhao Zhi, they never think about whether Zhao Zhi's arrangement is right or wrong, they only know to follow Zhao Zhi's orders. Yuan Qingqing estimated that Zhao Zhi ordered the steamed buns to die with the enemy with the grenade, and they would not rush forward immediately without frowning.
The sky was already bright, Yuan Qingqing had no intention of leaving Zhao Zhi's shoulder, and the early doglegs were unwilling to destroy the warmth, so they bypassed the two of them. Just when Yuan Qingqing was still in reverie, Zhao Zhiyi got up with a grunt, and Yuan Qingqing, who had lost his support, fell to the ground on his stomach. Ignoring Yuan Qingqing, who was lying on the ground, Zhao Zhi climbed down the hill with a roll, and shouted loudly to the dogs, "Hurry up and light the fire, light the fire, are you dogs stupid?" Planes, planes are coming, hurry up and ignite"
The guys who got up early and squatted by the river to wash their faces looked at the crazy Zhao Zhi, holding their faces with each other, not knowing what was wrong with their superiors. The sound of airplanes was faintly heard in the air, and the entire pingchang was boiling, more than a dozen fires were lit by dogs, and more than a dozen columns of smoke rose into the air, providing guidance for the approaching planes.