Yang Yun's body seems to be born with an infectious energy, I don't know why, when Zhang Shaofang saw the confidence and calmness on Yang Yun's face, there was a sense of confidence in his heart for no reason.

After pondering for a while, he asked Yang Yun, "Head Yang, what are we going to do next?" ”

"Recuperate, replenish your strength."

Yang Yun looked at Zhang Shaofang and said these eight words in a calm tone.

"Hmm!"

Zhang Shaofang nodded, after most of the fierce battle, the officers and soldiers of the 113th Division didn't even have time to drink saliva, not to mention eating, so even if Yang Yun didn't remind him at this time, he knew that it was time to let his brothers replenish their strength.

After Yang Yun analyzed the current battle situation with Zhang Shaofang, he turned around and headed towards the new regiment position, and the brothers of the sharpshooter platoon also followed him.

It's not that Yang Yun doesn't want them to continue to help the 113th Division treat the wounded, it's really because there are still tasks to be completed by the sharpshooter platoon.

Besides, the officers and soldiers who went to collect the spoils of war also came back one after another, so it was actually not much use for the brothers of the sharpshooter platoon to stay.

Yang Yunlong walked in a tiger step, rushed back to the new regiment with the brothers of the sharpshooter platoon, swept his eyes left and right, and just saw Hu Yunfei walking towards him, so he directly shouted at him: "Hu Yunfei!" ”

"In!"

"Lao Tzu just let you recuperate, replenish your strength, and prepare for the next battle, are you ready??"

"Report to the group, we're all ready!"

When Hu Yunfei heard the voice, he knew that Yang Yun must have a task to hand over to him, so he immediately shook his body and responded loudly.

"Good!"

Yang Yun nodded, and then continued: "I estimate that the little devil's frontal attack is frustrated, and he will definitely outflank us from the left and right flanks. ”

After saying this, Yang Yun's eyes swept over everyone, and he spoke again: "Although the officers and soldiers of the 303rd Regiment have gone to guard the left and right flanks, the little devil has not moved for so long, which can only explain one reason, that is, the little devil is brewing a big killing move, if he doesn't move, it is enough, and if he moves, it is a fatal blow."

Therefore, in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, Hu Yunfei, you should immediately select a hundred meters of brothers from your battalion to rush downstream to support. ”

"Yes!"

Hu Yunfei's body shook when he heard the sound, and then he shouted directly.

In the end, he seemed to think of something, so he couldn't help but ask, "Tuanza, what about the upstream?" ”

"Hahaha! Lao Hu, you shouldn't be stupid by the little devil in this battle, right? Needless to say, it must be handed over to our second battalion! ”

Without waiting for Yang Yun to speak, Zhang Jinpeng, who was beside Hu Yunfei, was the first to laugh.

"No, I'll go upstream!"

Yang Yun shook his head and denied Zhang Jinpeng's words.

The reason why he wants to go upstream in person is actually helpless, just because the upstream terrain is far more complicated than the downstream, not that he is not worried about Zhang Jinpeng's ability, but that he is more sure if he goes by himself.

Now that the moment of decisive battle has come, there must not be the slightest mistake.

Otherwise, if there is an accident, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Hahaha!"

After Yang Yun finished speaking, compared to Zhang Jinpeng's bewildered face, Hu Yunfei on the side couldn't help laughing, and while laughing, he threw a provocative and contemptuous look at Zhang Jinpeng.

What is the present world, this is called the present world!

"Zhang Jinpeng!"

"In!"

Although Zhang Jinpeng's expression was a little depressed at the moment, when he heard the shouts of Yang Yun in the group, he still shook his body directly.

Yang Yun's words seem to have a kind of magic power for their new group, which can always make them lift their spirits, and always make them burst out with high fighting spirit and fighting spirit at any time, even if they are in danger.

"Your task is also very arduous, Lao Tzu will now hand over this place to you, if there is any errand here before Lao Tzu comes back, you, the second battalion commander, don't have to do it, go directly to the cooking class to give Lao Huang a hand, do you understand?"

"Report to the group, I understand!"

"Zhang Xingjie!"

"In!"

"Brother of the sharpshooter platoon, replenish ammunition, bring dry food and water and follow me!"

"Yes!"

Yang Yun has always been a person who prohibits vigorous and resolute action, and the situation is urgent at the moment, so he cannot be allowed to have the slightest delay, so after the order is issued, he leads the team to be the first to go upstream to the position.

"Tuanza! To give! ”

A brother of a new group was originally eating to replenish his strength, and Yang Yun happened to pass by him at this time, and he handed the white-flour steamed bun in his hand directly to Yang Yun without thinking about it.

Yang Yun didn't have the slightest hypocrisy, because he needed to hurry, so he took the white-flour steamed bun handed by this brother and handed it to his mouth.

For most of the day's fighting, Yang Yun did not eat a grain of rice, and he was also very hungry at this time, and a big white-flour steamed bun was directly eaten by him in three bites; Well, no, to be precise, it should be a black-faced steamed bun, because when Yang Yun reached out to take the steamed bun handed by this brother, his right palm directly printed a black handprint on the white-flour steamed bun, and five of the finger prints were clearly visible.

"Ga ......"

Seeing this, the brother was obviously stunned, and it was too late for him to remind him, because when he just opened his mouth, Yang Yun had already swallowed this steamed bun into his stomach.

"Tuanza! Water! ”

"Good!"

Yang Yun was not polite, took the kettle handed by the brother and opened it directly, and then poured it into his mouth with a big gulp.

"Tuanza, there are still steamed buns here, give!"

As soon as Yang Yun put down the kettle, a new group of brothers handed him a steamed bun.

Yang Yun was still not polite, and reached out to take the steamed bun.

As soon as a big hand touched it, five clear thumb prints were printed on the skin of this white-flour steamed bun.

Yang Yun frowned slightly, and subconsciously wiped it with the palm of his other hand.

As a result, it's okay not to wipe it, but a wipe directly discredits the entire steamed bun.

"Ahem......"

Yang Yun coughed lightly twice in embarrassment, and then stopped caring too much, and began to nibble.

The steamed buns were very hard, but Yang Yun still ate them with relish, there was no way, he was too hungry.

In the war-torn era, how many people even have the small goal of eating a full meal is a luxury for them, as for the details of being dirty, how can Yang Yun care too much.

In fact, it was not only him, after the battle, many officers and soldiers had basically soiled the steamed buns before eating.

It's not that they don't want to wash their hands, it's that deep on the battlefield, they don't have any extra water at all.

……