"Xiucai, Xiucai, go to town with Lao Tzu" After lunch, Zhao Zhi stood in the courtyard and shouted again. The noisy dining shed fell silent, Zhao Zhi pouted and smiled, and glanced at the guys who were pricking up their ears. "After eating, we all take good care of our guns, John and Jack think our guns are full of ash, this will explode, you know?" Zhao Zhi crossed his waist and stood in the yard, shouting at the dogs.

The blacksmith listened with his ears pricked up for a long time, but he didn't see Zhao Zhi and Yuan Qingqing talking, and the anxious blacksmith scratched his ears and cheeks. simply approached Zhao Zhi's side and asked directly, "Sir, you see that we have been living here for more than ten days, and you haven't taken the eldest wife and the second wife to the town together?" The weather is so good today, do you want to take one out for a walk" The blacksmith smiled like a flower with that big black face, and looked at Zhao Zhi with a look of true feelings, as if Zhao Zhi would be sorry if he didn't take one out today.

"As an officer, how can Lao Tzu wander around with his family when he has official duties. You're hurting me on a dog's day, and you don't think Lao Tzu has enough crimes, right? Get out" After Zhao Zhi's righteous words for a while, he rewarded the blacksmith with a big explosion, glanced at the old cannon, turned around and got into the car and left. The blacksmith covered his head and stood there pondering for a long time, but he didn't figure out the long and short of it. Anxiously grabbed Uncle Guo, "Uncle, the chief said that I was harming him, is he right?" I didn't mean that."

Uncle Guo looked at the blacksmith with disdain, and also rewarded a big chestnut, shaking his head regretfully, "What a good person, why is he a fool, I can't hear a taste of it" Regardless of the stupid blacksmith, the old cannon with a red face still bowed to the rotten people, with big white teeth, "Haha, I'm sorry, the chief still went out by himself this time, and the dealer still eats it all"

"No, it won't be counted this time, the chief is on official business" The blacksmith grabbed the old cannon's arm, and refused to admit it, and the other rotten people also coaxed. "Then you brush Lao Tzu's military boots, and then maintain Lao Tzu's gun and grenadiers, and Lao Tzu will let you go" Lao Cannon took out the list of bets this time and raised it in his hand.

"It's all my own brothers, I know what to do so well" Zhao Yan grabbed the list, and tore it into pieces as she continued. "You loser, Lao Tzu has to repay the little white face at night, and he has to share half of it. You tear this up, what do you do" Lao Pao jumped to his feet in a hurry, squatted on the ground and picked up scraps of paper to see if it could be glued.

Just when the old cannon gathered all the shredded pieces of paper and was about to stand up, he heard a burst of shouts "Kill this thing, dare to deceive us a thousand times" A fist became bigger and bigger in front of the old cannon's eyes, and the blacksmith punched the old cannon in the left eye. "Oops" The old cannon covered his dark eyes, shook his dizzy head desperately, and scurried around the yard to avoid the attacks of the rotten people. "Dog, sneak attack on Lao Tzu, you wait, wait, Lao Tzu will cut you deflated calves today" The old cannon hiding behind Yuan Qingqing and Linda pointed at the blacksmith and a few rotten people who forced over, and kept scolding.

"Old cannon, don't hide behind a woman in your dog days, you come out with a kind, let's have a good time" The blacksmith despised the old cannon hiding behind the woman, pointed at the old cannon with an arrogant expression, and his words harshly provoked the old cannon. Who knew that the old cannon, who had always been unprovoked, uncharacteristically shrunk his neck and hid behind Yuan Qingqing and the others today, and he didn't come out after being killed.

"Steamed buns, you have a tail behind your buttocks, such a big stick, don't you panic" The old cannon with black eyes smiled very chickenly, pointing to a big wooden stick pinned to the back of the buttocks. "That dog, that dog, your military boots are not worn on your feet, what are you doing with them in your hands, are they fragrant? Smell it well" The dog who was named by the old cannon hurriedly hid the military boots in his hand by his side in a panic, and looked around in the crowd as if nothing happened, as if the old cannon was talking about others.

"Lao Tzu doesn't look down on you goods, just such a thing, as for it? You see that Lao Tzu was beaten in the eye, Lao Tzu is an officer, and he doesn't want to see you in general, right? You also need to be face-saving, right, you're all officers, pay attention to the influence. If you look at other people's uncles, they are not like you, and they also lost a cigarette to me, so why don't you see people making trouble. Look at you one by one, it's like Lao Tzu robbed your mother-in-law, shame no, all of them are "Lao Cannon felt as if he had frightened the rotten people, so he held his chest high and walked out from behind Yuan Qingqing and them, and taught the blacksmith a lesson one by one.

"Damn, I really think of myself as a chief, beat this thing" the blacksmith shouted, and everyone gathered around, overturning the old cannon in the yard, flying with fists and military boots, and beating the old cannon fat. But there is more meaning to coax, and the rotten people don't make any effort to do it, they just ravage the old cannon with giggling.

"Qingqing, they're not going to kill him, are they?" Linda, who had never seen this kind of battle, turned pale, took Yuan Qingqing's hand, and asked worriedly. This old cannon was out of the jungle with Zhao Zhi at the beginning, and Linda didn't want him to get hurt. Yuan Qingqing grinned and comforted Linda, "It's okay, they're joking, not really fighting" Linda still didn't worry about the cross on her chest, and prayed silently in her heart not to let the old cannon get hurt.

"Who, who pinched Lao Tzu's crotch" The grizzled old cannon finally got out of the battle group, covering his crotch and glaring angrily at the guys who were giggling. None of the rotten people admitted it, and they all went to the shade to maintain their guns, and Zhao Zhi's order was not a casual joke.

In the small town of Ledo, a few ragged Indian children are running down the dirt street kicking an empty cannonball shell, and a group of soldiers are sitting crooked under a tree and chatting, everything is so calm, as if there had never been a war. "Didi" With the sound of a car horn, an open-top jeep sped from outside the town. The car drove fast, and a long cloud of yellow dust dragged behind the car.

The jeep came all the way to the dust, and there was no intention of slowing down, and the soldiers and pedestrians on the road hid to the side for fear of being hit by the car. When the speeding jeep was only a few meters away from the big tree at the entrance of the town, it stepped on the brakes, and the tires wrapped in brake pads dragged a long trail on the dirt road, and finally stopped steadily when it was about to hit the big tree.

A bald second lieutenant officer in the co-pilot seat jumped out of the car and hugged the big tree and vomited wildly, muttering indistinctly while spitting, "You are so bad, you drive so fast, you want my life." Are you driving a car or a plane, just transfer you to fly with Catherine."

When the yellow dust that followed the jeep cleared, the soldiers hiding behind the trees could see who was driving. kicked the car door, and from the driving seat came a guy in a white shirt wearing American military pants, this person was just like the guy who was throwing up, he was bald. A very peugeot-looking face with a lazy smile and a pistol hanging loosely from his waist, an American pistol that only an officer could wear.

"Is it better? Next time I won't drive it so fast, okay" The white shirt patted the previous person on the back, and whispered to accompany him, but there was an expression of a chicken thief on his face. "Fuck off, if I ride in your car again, I'll be your grandson" The second lieutenant looked up with a clear-eyed face, pushed away his white shirt, and still muttered unrelentingly. The white shirt laughed a few times, turned back to the jeep, and honked his horn mischievously, urging the second lieutenant to hurry to the car.

Shi Dazhang is the commander of the second company of the first battalion of the 114th regiment, and the last time he searched for the Japanese troops in the mountains, he was hit in the arm by a stray bullet, and he came back to recuperate. He was also in this group of chatting soldiers, and when he saw that the white shirt was so stylish, he snorted heavily in dissatisfaction. Relying on his identity as an officer, Shi Dazhang stood on the stone and looked at the white shirt on the car condescendingly, "I am the commander of the second company of the first battalion of the 114th regiment, which unit are you from?" Why are you so disrespectful to your superiors? ”

The white shirt looked at Shi Dazhang on the stone, smiled, took out a cigar from his pocket, lit it and took a deep breath. "Okay, there is no Xiucai, but someone is fighting for you, let's not leave, someone should beat me in a while" The white shirt spat out a smoke ring in his mouth, but he didn't take care of Shi Dazhang, this was indeed said to the second lieutenant. "Here, what's the matter, when you get to Huang Mao, you can get me a few cigars, otherwise we won't play" The second lieutenant wiped the stains from his mouth and talked to the white shirt about the conditions.

"Hey, I'm asking you, which unit are you from?" Shi Dazhang, who was left out in the cold, felt that he couldn't get off the stage, stared at the big eyes of the cow egg, and rushed straight to the side of the jeep and stretched out his hand to pull the lining of the white shirt. "Stop" Seeing this, the second lieutenant, who was still vomiting just now, pulled out the pistol on his waist and put it on Shi Dazhang's chest.

"Forget it, Xiucai, it's all your own people, let's go" The white shirt patted the second lieutenant, smiled and picked up a military uniform shirt from the back seat and put it on his body. The rank of major pinned to the collar was polished shiny, and it was very dazzling. The second lieutenant put away the gun stupidly, and patted Shi Dazhang in a petrified state, "Boy, be careful when talking in the future, our chief doesn't want to reason with you, otherwise, hum"

The jeep left, and this time it drove a little slower, but at a slower pace than when it had just entered the town. A veteran pulled Shi Dazhang, whose face was flushed, to sit down, "Company Commander Shi, you can't afford to mess with that person just now, don't look at us Zhang Tuanzuo spoiling you on weekdays, that person is really not something you can mess with." Hearing this, Shi Dazhang turned his head to look at the veteran who pretended to be unfathomable, and hurriedly handed over a cigarette, "Do you know who he is?" ”

The veteran took a leisurely puff of his cigarette and said slowly, "He just took 200 people to hold on to Ledo, and later he was Zhao Zhi, the commander of the advance battalion of the Japanese army around Ledo with 200 people." Lao Tzu didn't catch up, if I followed Battalion Commander Zhao to fight a few battles with the little devils, damn, I should be the platoon commander now. You see those guys who just came back from the hospital, and they followed Zhao Zhi to fight by the river, damn, everyone is looking at the sky when they talk, and they can't wait to grow their eyes to the top of their heads, dog's day."