The night was slightly cool, and the night on the grassland was getting deeper and deeper.

Walking out of the yurt, Zhang Junbao and his party returned to their home in Terigrad with two captives under the cover of Uncle Xidu.

It's a new-looking yurt that is obviously not used very often.

As soon as Třigrad returned home, he lit a fire and boiled hot water, and now the two captains had drunk too much, and if they wanted to interrogate them, they had to first wake people up.

Zhang Junbao and the three of them took the opportunity to take out the violent steamed buns and put them on the fire, and they couldn't wait long to have a hot meal.

"Oh, that's all you guys eat?"

"yes."

"How can that work? You can't just gnaw on steamed buns during the exercise, you wait for me. ”

Gele has the unique boldness and enthusiasm of the Mongolian people in his bones, and he feels very uncomfortable when he sees his comrades-in-arms eating cold steamed buns.

After a while, he found hand-grabbed mutton and goat's milk, as long as it was put in a pot and hot, it was much better than steamed buns.

"Brain, vigilance."

"Understood."

Brainmen agreed and prepared to go out to be on guard, but Grad grabbed him and gave him a small bottle of liquor.

"It's cold, drink some wine to warm up."

"No, Grad Leader, the smell of alcohol will reveal the target."

"Oh, look at my brain," Grad retracted the flask with some embarrassment, turned around and grabbed a large piece of lamb from the pot and handed it to the brain.

The mutton was not put in the pot for a long time, it was just a warm heat in the hand, and the brain door did not refuse, swallowed two large pieces of fast meat fiercely, and ran out of the yurt.

An hour later, the two captains woke up, only to find that their bodies were firmly tied with ropes.

"Grad, what's going on?"

Geler smiled but didn't speak, holding lamb ribs in both hands and gnawing, but his eyes turned to look at Zhang Junbao.

The two captains turned their heads and asked suspiciously, "Red Army?" ”

"Company Commander Li is smart, Red Army scout."

As he spoke, Zhang Junbao put the two military ID cards on the table, which were those of Company Commander Li and Instructor Deng.

"So, we're captives now?"

"That's right."

"What do you want to do?"

"Comrade Company Commander, don't you think your sentence is redundant? What do you think we're trying to do if we capture you two alive? ”

The two captains rolled their eyes to understand what was going on, and then they both laughed at the same time.

"You're a bit of a soldier, but do you think we'll talk about it?"

"Yes, it's shameful enough to be captured as a soldier, and you still expect me and Lao Li to give you information?"

"Two, aren't you afraid that I will be tortured?" Zhang Junbao shook a few dog's tail grass in his hands, and there was a hint of evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Junbao, we must hurry, or when their soldiers find out that someone is missing, it will be over."

"Don't worry, Brother Ghost, I know."

The little ghost's face was full of worry, and the two captains were not stupid, so they could naturally guess Zhang Junbao's thoughts.

The appearance of the two people is that they have made up their minds to delay time and refuse to cooperate.

Zhang Junbao didn't have time to waste, so he directly took off Company Commander Li's shoes, and then gently swept the soles of his feet with the dog's tail grass.

"Oops...... Hold the grass ...... What are you doing! ”

"Hahaha, tap, tap."

"You stinky boy, bastard, you killed me."

……

Company Commander Li was ready to be tortured, but he didn't expect to be tickled.

The feeling in the heart of his feet made him cry and laugh for a while, and his expression was colorful, and he looked like he was crazy.

"Company Commander Li, can you talk now?"

"Nope."

"No, I still have a handful of dog's tail grass here."

Zhang Junbao threw away the dog tail grass in his hand, then grabbed a handful of dog tail grass and began to sweep it in the heart of Company Commander Li's feet.

"Ahhh......h

"No, I admit defeat, I'll explain."

Faced with the extremely itchy feeling, Company Commander Li finally couldn't help but let go.

Political Commissar Deng next to him hurriedly hit him with his body, shouting as he moved: "You can't say it, you must not say it." ”

"Brother Ghost, shut his mouth."

"Don't worry."

The imp found a rag from the stall in Grad and stuffed it into Instructor Deng's mouth, and the yurt was quiet.

At this time, the wooden door was suddenly opened, and Zhang Junbao vigilantly raised the gun in his hand, "Who?" ”

"Junbao, lights out, there's a patrol." It's the voice of the brain gate.

Grad immediately turned off the lights in the yurt, leaving only a fire on the ground, emitting a small glow with hot steam.

"Hahaha, I don't want to say it at this time, my troops are in the town, as long as they find here, you will be finished."

Li Lian shouted loudly, Zhang Junbao knew that he was calling someone, and immediately stepped on his foot hard, so painful that he immediately rolled on the ground.

"Company Commander Li, hello, I'm hello, everyone, okay?"

"Humph!"

Company Commander Li chose to die rather than give in, and thought about fighting back, Zhang Junbao had to put on his shoes and socks, and then gagged and threw it aside.

"Grad squad leader, it's not safe here, if we want to defeat the Blues, we have to rely on ourselves."

"What are you going to do?"

"We have to get rid of the blues in the town in the dark, or we won't have enough of them until dawn."

"yes, if only we had more of us." The little ghost also sighed beside him.

There was a sudden silence in the dark yurt, and the fire on the ground burned with charcoal and cow dung, and occasionally made a "crackling" sound.

As time passed, the fire became smaller and smaller, and the temperature in the yurt was rapidly dropping.

"Ah...... Yes! ”

"Woo," Company Commander Li, who was lying on the ground, suddenly screamed twice, Zhang Junbao picked up a piece of firewood and looked over, and saw that Company Commander Li's mouth was full of snot, probably because he wanted to sneeze but didn't make it.

With a "poof", Zhang Junbao laughed, then covered the two captains with a thick blanket, turned around and added a few more firewood to the fire.

"There's a militia in the town, and I can mobilize the people in the town."

"Grad squad leader, that's what I'm waiting for from you."

"But, can it have combat effectiveness?" The imps on the side have doubts about the combat effectiveness of the militia.

"Don't worry, we Mongolian people are warriors when they get on horses, and herdsmen when they get off their horses, and now we are fighting drills, there is no problem."

"Alright, Grad Chief, you go and contact the militia in the town now, and then we will meet at Uncle Xidu's house. When the time comes, let's take out the troops stationed in the town together. ”

"Okay, I'll go."

Gele got up and walked out of the yurt, Zhang Junbao and the little ghost glanced at each other, and prepared to leave.

"Junbao, can what Grad said work?"

"How do you know if you don't try?"

"What if it doesn't work?"

"Then let's pull one by one, anyway, don't do loss-making transactions."

They were just a small soldier and it was good to have survived under the heavy pressure of the Blues and to launch a counter-attack.

Fighting a war is never something that can change the outcome of a single person.