On the highway, all the combatants on the Chinese side were beaming.

How could this not be happy, with the bend of the highway with the mountain as the center, and less than a mile of the road, there were all kinds of baggage, guns and ammunition left behind by the Japanese army, such as horse-drawn carriages, foreign carts (bicycles), food, and even two mortars.

Among the corpses of the Japanese soldiers, there were more than 20 Japanese prisoners escorted by the Eighth Route Army to the direction of Liu Hanzhuang, while Huo Xiaoshan and Guo Yuming were walking on this road from west to east.

At this time, Zheng Youjian was running in front and mingling with the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who were cleaning the battlefield, and whenever he saw a soldier of the Eighth Route Army picking up the same trophy, he would let out a sound of heartfelt admiration from the bottom of his heart.

"Thirty-eight big cover, tsk tsk, play farther than the official one, good thing!"

"Oh, melon grenade, good thing, it can be used as a grenade at a critical moment!"

"Crooked machine gun, tsk, good thing!"

"Oh my God, there's a Type 92 heavy machine gun, wow, this time you're — uh, no, our Eighth Route Army is making a fortune!"

"Hey, what is in this little devil's little pocket, damn it, it's all empty bullet casings, what do they want this thing for?" Zheng Youjian was puzzled in his sigh this time.

"The devil knows that we have few guns and ammunition, so we will pick up the bullet casings every time we clean up the battlefield, and then our arsenal will use them to make bullets." A soldier of the Eighth Route Army patiently explained to Zheng Youjian.

"Oh, it turns out to be like the north!" Zheng Youjian nodded, and said secretly in his heart, it turns out that the life of the Eighth Route Army is really so hard, it turns out that the little devil is so picky, how can there be anyone in the world who is more picky than my Zheng Fatty!

But his exclamation was immediately interrupted by another exclamation of his own: "Oh my God, there are two more mortars here!" No, why is it useless to have mortar little devils? Oh, they're so close to us, they're too much in one dozen!

That's right! Then the senior officer of the Eighth Route Army said that they have an artillery god there, and I haven't learned it yet!

No, I have to ask Huo Boy to leave me a cannon for me, people say that it can only be used by modification, and I will also modify one! ”

Zheng Youjian is so able to say that the popping of this mouth has not stopped along the way.

The soldiers of the Eighth Route Army thought it was quite interesting at first, but they were always annoyed to listen to it, and they thought to themselves whether this old comrade was broken-mouthed!

And how can he call our chief not a chief but a senior official, he is not from the national army, right?

A clever soldier of the Eighth Route Army really couldn't stand his nagging, but during the battle, he also saw that this old comrade was indeed a grenadier hitter, and it was not easy to say that he had too many spittle stars.

So after this soldier of the Eighth Route Army saw a different corpse of a Japanese soldier, he said to Zheng Youjian: "I said old comrade, you are well-informed, what do you think is going on with this little devil?" ”

When Zheng Youjian heard this, he saw that the Japanese soldier's head was already blurred with flesh and blood, obviously it was blown up by a mine, and this was nothing for him who was no longer faint.

It's just that a certain part of the Japanese army is really like a peak, and it's really a little indecent!

Zheng Youjian understood it by brushing the ground in his head, he already remembered the poison he had made, what was going on with this Japanese army, and his heart was already transparent at this time!

But can you say this, you can't say this, it's too damaging to the image of our invincible Zheng Fatzi!

So Zheng Youjian twisted his chin and sighed like an archaeologist: "Huh? This little devil is different from us Chinese! How could they have such a distinctive character? ”

He said and looked back with a weak heart.

He also knew that he had not been missing foreign appearances recently, so it was better not to let Shen Chong's little calves, especially Meng Fanxi, see the matter of this "special race" in front of him.

But when he turned around, he saw his daughter Zheng Xiaoyi following behind the head of Guo Yuming!

Zheng Youjian jumped up from the ground with a "yes", and ran back without cleaning the battlefield.

He didn't care about Huo Xiaoshan and Guo Yuming, who were looking at the captives, but pulled his daughter aside and asked eagerly, "Yan'er, why are you here?" ”

Zheng Xiaoyi naturally saw his father in front a long time ago, and also understood that if his father, who regarded himself as his heart, would definitely not be happy to see him on the battlefield, so he didn't say hello.

But this time, he was caught, so he had to explain: "Captain Guo's injury is not healed, the dean asked me to come along." ”

"He doesn't need you to follow him if he's not injured! What are you doing on the battlefield with a little girl? Zheng Youjian was not happy.

"Isn't that my job? Besides, I also want to see if there are any loot on the battlefield. Zheng Xiaoyi was a little nurse in the rear, and it was really the first time she went to the battlefield.

But fortunately, I have been a nurse for a long time, not to mention the wounded, and I have seen a lot of dead people, so seeing the Japanese soldiers dying on the battlefield will not be as frightened as when I first started studying as a nurse.

"What kind of loot does a girl's family want, didn't I bring you a small mirror this time?" Zheng Youjian is still not happy to let his daughter go to the battlefield, but Zheng Xiaoyi mentions the loot because he remembers that extremely important thing.

He glanced at Huo Xiaoshan and them like thieves, and saw that they were still questioning those captives in Japanese, so he hurriedly took out and took out a smooth piece of clothes in the color of the lotus and stuffed it into Zheng Xiaoyi's hand.

"What? Father? Zheng Xiaoyi asked curiously.

"Don't ask, put it away, Daddy got you the loot!" Zheng Youjian said hurriedly, but he still glanced at Huo Xiaoshan, especially Meng Fanxi.

"The spoils of war should be handed over to the public!" Zheng Xiaoyi said.

Zheng Xiaoyi was in the Communist Party when she first joined the army, so her concept of organization and discipline was much stronger than that of her, a profiteer.

But how could a girl not like the exquisite silk fabric, she stretched out her hand and shook the silk weave away.

"Girl, what kind of loot?" At this time, a voice sounded behind Zheng Xiaoyi.

But it was the small stone lock that came from behind.

Xiao Shisuo was sent by Huo Xiaoshan to escort and hand over the first captured Japanese soldier just now, so cleaning up the battlefield was a little slower.

Zheng Youjian has actually been carrying this "trophy" with him.

It's not that he is willing to take it, he doesn't have the opportunity to go to the rear hospital to find his daughter for her, he has been marching and fighting, where can he put his own things without him?

When I was fighting just now, I just met my own daughter and then the battle began, but I didn't care about it.

And now when Zheng Xiaoyi mentioned the loot, he remembered it, and he wanted to take advantage of Huo Xiaoshan and Meng Fanxi's inattention, and just stuff it to his daughter.

But I didn't think that my daughter was a "dead eye" and shook this thing away!

Xiao Shisuo and Zheng Xiaoyi had already played together very well when they were in the barracks of the regiment directly under Changsha, so they always called Zheng Xiaoyi a girl when they met.

At this time, seeing that Zheng Xiaoyi was shaking a trophy that looked so bright in color and felt so smooth, it was natural to take a look at it curiously.

It's just that after Zheng Xiaoyi shook off the loot, Zheng Xiaoyi and Xiao Shisuo both shouted curiously: "Huh? Belly pocket?! "To find this site, please search for "6 Mao" or enter the URL:.