"You two give me a break from the rest! Why don't you know how to be in the midst of blessings? At a kerosene-lit outpost next to the Longhai Line, a national army platoon commander reprimanded two of his subordinates.

At this time, the three of them were sitting at the table, with three large bowls of wine, a plate of peanuts, and three large bowls on it.

One of those two men was a veteran of his platoon who had been born and died with him, and the other was the veteran's squad leader, a distant relative of their company commander.

"Look at what kind of world is going on now!" The platoon commander continued to train, "The common people who are not soldiers have to starve to death, and they don't know how many people die in a battle. ”

It turned out that the veteran under him and his squad leader looked at each other unpleasantly, and pinched each other if they had nothing to do.

The squad leader couldn't control the veteran and complained to the company commander, and the company commander asked him to deal with it.

The company commander was too lazy to take care of this rotten matter before throwing it to him to deal with, and the veteran in front of him not only followed him, but also carried the Japanese shells in a trench with the company commander.

What can this platoon commander do? The veterans are all brothers, and the squad commander is a relative of the company commander, and the only thing he can do is to play fifty boards each.

"Give him a sip of your wine." The platoon commander went on to train the veterans.

The old soldier clutched his flask and muttered, "What qualifications does he have to take a sip like us?" ”

"Holy." The platoon commander was so angry that he burst into a foul language, but he didn't have a trick to take this veteran, don't underestimate this pot of wine, one person drinks it in turns, and those who can drink like this are all brothers who have been on the battlefield together and have their lives entrusted, and the squad leader in front of him really doesn't have this qualification.

"Then you can pour him a mouthful, like a stubborn donkey every day!" The platoon commander really can't do anything about the veterans.

The veteran reluctantly poured a bowl of wine into the bowl in front of the squad leader.

"Drink wine, eat peanuts, you two plug your mouths, and there will be nothing to do in the future." The platoon commander greeted these two subordinates who gave him a headache, but in a blink of an eye, he saw that there were still six or seven soldiers in this squad staring at him.

So he smiled and said, "You all want to eat?" ”

No one said a word from those soldiers, but there was a little more hope in their eyes.

Do you still need to ask, everyone just drank a bowl of porridge at night, who doesn't want to eat peanuts!

But the platoon commander pouted disappreciatively and said: "Not now, when will you go to the battlefield with Lao Tzu and fight, you will have the qualifications to sit with Lao Tzu and eat peanuts!"

It's just that it's hard to say how many will come back when the time comes, hehe.

It's all panicked when you watch me eat peanuts, don't look at it! Get out of here and stand guard! ”

The veterans who had lived and died with the platoon commander dared to talk back to the platoon commander, but those soldiers did not, although everyone was slandering a place where birds don't poop and going out to stand guard with a squad, but they were also helpless to get the rifle leaning against the wall.

But just now, the kung fu door opened with a "creak", and a few people with box guns broke in.

"Don't move! Whoever moves will be killed! The men shouted.

One person stepped forward one by one, pointing a gun at the platoon commander, and with the other hand, he was already holding down the platoon commander's hand that was touching the box gun on his waist.

And the rest of the soldiers have been driven into the corner, "all turn around and squat against the wall, if you don't resist, you'll be fine!" Someone else shouted.

The man who held down the platoon commander's hand pulled out the platoon commander's box gun, and saw that his hand holding the gun and his left hand collided, but the magazine of the platoon commander's box gun had been unloaded by him, and then he threw the gun and magazine on the table.

The soldiers behind him who were looking at the rifles took all the rifles in their hands, and they heard a faint rattle, and the bolts of the seven rifles were also removed.

Two of them went out with bolts.

This process seems to be cumbersome, but in fact it is extremely short, and the soldiers of this squad and the platoon commander have no weapons in their hands.

The platoon commander had calmed down from the initial panic, the group of people coming from the other side were obviously veterans and couldn't be more familiar with the guns, that is, the platoon commander felt that if he disassembled the guns like others, he would not be so neat.

However, the guns were dismantled, showing that the other party had no intention of asking them for guns and had no intention of killing them.

Sure enough, the man who dismantled his box cannon had already spoken: "Don't ask who we are, let's just take the road and walk, and we will throw the bolt for you to the other side of the railway, and you will find it yourself at dawn tomorrow." ”

Under the dim light, the platoon commander looked at the people who had confiscated their weapons and were also wearing the uniforms of the national army, all of them were dressed as soldiers of the national army, but in the eyes of the platoon commander, as far as their method of playing with guns was concerned, I am afraid that any of them in the national army could get a reconnaissance platoon commander or company commander to do it.

Is there still such a powerful person in the Eighth Route Army? The platoon commander secretly guessed.

But it would be wrong to say that they were the Eighth Route Army.

The Eighth Route Army in the Taiyue Anti-Japanese Base Area in Shanxi Province and their national army were separated by the Yellow River and the Longhai Railway.

If the Eighth Route Army has any action to pass through their checkpoint, it is completely possible to greet them in advance, but there is no need to surrender their guns.

Could it be that these people are pretending to be Japanese soldiers?

It's not like, it's not like it at all, the way to play with the rifle box cannon, and the accent of this height and this speech seems to be the rattling of the Northeast!

Or is it the national army?

The national army is even more impossible! Which national army can be so idle that it has nothing to do to run this Longhai line to harm such a sentry post for itself!

This platoon commander couldn't figure it out.

He kept rolling his eyes, but the other party smiled faintly at him with a box cannon.

Why don't you find out where the other party came from, the platoon commander thought.

But just as he was about to speak, the other party used his left hand to stop him from speaking, and then he spread the palm of his left hand to speak: "What about this brother, I can give you the box cannon, but I don't worry about the bullets in your hand, can you give me all your bullets?" ”

The platoon commander is so polite!

So he obediently took out two more magazines from his pocket, and took the initiative to stand up, and took the initiative to turn over the bottom of his four clothes pockets, which undoubtedly means that you see that I have no bullets!

The other laughed again, but with the tip of his chin in the direction of the magazine.

So the platoon commander took the bullets out one by one with great interest, until a bunch of yellow bullets all went into the opponent's pocket.

"Veterans just have the ability to see!" The platoon commander's flip was seen by one of the soldiers on the other side and laughed and quipped, so the soldiers with guns laughed.

The door was pushed open, and a Nationalist soldier ran in and whispered to the soldier who was clearly in the lead.

So the soldier, who was very young and thin, spoke: "Disturb the brothers to drink, and we will leave." By the way, I'll throw you this box of cannons at the end of the railway, veterans are thieves, I really can't trust you, don't wait for me to leave and you will shoot black guns. ”

So, this group of uninvited guests who came at night took their guns and left the house, and in the blink of an eye, the rest of the people in the house were staring at the people who were guarding the sentry post here, and the whole process did not take more than five minutes, how could this be like a dream?!