"Up. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Adjutant Zhang gave an order, and more than a dozen soldiers immediately rushed in. The road is easy to find, and the road where the black fist is played has been walked countless times, and it is so bright that it can be distinguished at a glance even at night.

Walking to the scene, the people from the Judge Advocate General's Department were dumbfounded, there are indeed many people here, but they don't want to fight black boxing. The soldiers were lined up in several columns one by one, with a straight posture and neat appearance, and each phalanx was very neat, better than the formation maintained during the usual training.

What's going on? Adjutant Zhang was skeptical. "Who's in the lead?" He subconsciously asked.

"Me." Someone in the phalanx answered. Immediately after that, a person ran out and stood in front of Adjutant Zhang. This person is the scrivener, he is the protagonist of the whole thing, and he has to carry everything.

"What are you doing here at such a late hour?" Adjutant Zhang asked. As he spoke, he looked at the scrivener box like a suspect.

"Report sir, we're training." The scrivener replied.

"Training? What kind of training? Adjutant Zhang's tone was aggressive.

"That's the case, the counteroffensive against Burma is about to begin, and the soldiers are eager to participate in the war, and they are currently working overtime to train and try to kill more enemies on the battlefield. The camp is now a break time, and for fear of disturbing others, everyone spontaneously chose to train here. The scrivener replied. Even he felt blushing, this lie was so righteous and awe-inspiring no matter how it sounded.

"Training? How do you train when it's so dark? Adjutant Zhang stared at the scrivener with cold eyes, and his eyes were shining with a cold light, as if he wanted to see through the other party's heart.

"Report sir, that's what happened, our training subject is night fighting. Fighting with the little devils will not only be during the day, we have suffered losses when we were fighting with the ancient guards, and the little devils specialize in night attacks, and our army has suffered great casualties. Now it's time to strengthen training in this area and fight to the death with the little devils. "This is the line that the scrivener thought of in advance, most of which are the credit of Kong Zhaoqiang, as long as he dies and does not admit it, the Military Justice Department has no way to take it.

"Hmph." Adjutant Zhang snorted coldly. To be honest, his impression of the scrivener box is not very good, he was the last time he had an accident in black boxing, and now he is again! "Did you mess with it last time that you were still small, and today you thought you could get by?" He brought up the old story again, and asked the scrivener very unceremoniously.

The scrivener box was big for a while, and he had already recognized the other party, the last incident of beating Sores was investigated by this adjutant Zhang, and the scanner was found on the head of the scrivener, and the two sides had a very unpleasant quarrel, if it wasn't for Liu Fangwu, the head of the group, he would be in big trouble. Will the other party let him go this time?

"Why don't you speak, your heart is empty, right?" Adjutant Zhang continued to question.

"Sir, we're really training. If you don't believe it, you can watch it. The scrivener said and waved his hand behind him.

"Protect our country's land and raise our country's prestige!" The soldiers shouted in unison, and the slogans were loud and neat.

"The descendants of China are not afraid of all difficulties, defeat the East Ocean, and return my rivers and mountains!" It's a uniform slogan again.

Adjutant Zhang looked surprised, and he didn't know what to say for a while. He is also Chinese, and such slogans also make his blood boil. No matter how you look at this situation, it doesn't look like gambling boxing.

"Sir, you have to spare people and spare people, why should the Chinese suffer for the Chinese." I don't know who in the crowd said a word. The scrivener box can naturally hear that it is an old hole.

"Unite as one, drive out the Tartars. Down with the East Ocean, return my rivers and mountains! Someone shouted. Countless voices followed, and the momentum was huge, making the mood of the listener surge.

Adjutant Zhang was speechless for a while, and kept repeating a sentence in his heart: Chinese suffering for Chinese. There's nothing wrong with this sentence, it's not wrong to think about it, is it my own mistake? His heart began to waver.

Kong Zhaoqiang saw that there was a door, and encouraged people to continue to shout slogans. What slogans are exciting, what are shouted. The entire ruins shouted thunder, and the surging momentum rose wave after wave.

The soldiers around Adjutant Zhang couldn't help but be moved, if it weren't for the restrictions on their identities, I'm afraid they would have already shouted slogans. They are all soldiers of the Judge Advocate General's Department, and they are extremely majestic in normal times, but at this moment, they can't stop a thought in their hearts: Should these people really be arrested? The fact of black boxing is undeniable, and it is not possible to deny it in any way. The question is, how can such a cute soldier be caught? Everyone is Chinese, why should Chinese be embarrassed by Chinese.

"Sir, I don't think they are fighting black boxing, training so hard, how can they bear to catch them." Someone from the Judge Advocate General's Office spoke.

"yes, I don't see it. The big war is imminent, and the Chinese cannot arrest the Chinese. ”

"Our enemy is Little Japan, and we can't kill each other."

The soldiers were gossiping, there were the voices of the Judge Advocate General's Division soldiers, and there were also the voices of others.

Adjutant Zhang sighed lightly and made a gesture to stop. "That's it for today. Since everyone says you're training, I'm not going to be a bad guy. Let's do it for ourselves in the future. With that, he led his men out of the ruins.

Kong Zhaoqiang and the others wiped the cold sweat on their foreheads and told everyone not to be stunned, and to withdraw quickly. Are you still waiting for the British to catch it again?

Hundreds of people dispersed in groups, and walked out of the ruins in groups of three or five. Several people in the scrivener box were also mixed in the crowd, and the false alarm felt like the rest of the disaster. But they don't regret it, and it's worth it to be punished if they can subdue Bhasin. Gong Daniu couldn't hide his excitement, humming a little song as he walked. Dong Xuesheng asked him what he was humming, and Lao Gong said that it was a little song in his hometown, and even a doll of a few years old could sing it in his hometown. When he said this, he was stunned, how close the word "hometown" was, and how far away it was. Will you be able to return to your hometown in this life?

113 regiment stationed. At this time, it was the second half of the night, and there were not many lights in the whole camp. The sentry at the door recognized the scrivener, and when he came back, he hurriedly let him go. Black boxing is not a secret in the camp, many people will come back in the middle of the night, as long as there are acquaintances, the sentinels are generally not embarrassed.

When the scrivener box walked past the sentry, the other party said: "Congratulations to the acting company commander, knocking down the boy from Baxin, and giving us Chinese a face." ”

The scrivener box was speechless for a while, I really didn't know what to say, how long it had been, and everyone in the camp knew about it.

The next day, the training went on as usual, and everything was the same as usual. However, last night's incident had already spread in the dark, and the name of the book box of the commander of the Sharp Knife Company floated in the hearts of every soldier, whether it was a person who had participated in gambling or not, the acting company commander was in awe when he mentioned it. Not only the defeat of Bazin, but also the previous achievements of the acting company commander were also excavated and widely recited.

People were amazed to find that the modern company commander's record was so brilliant, with the strength of a few people thousands of miles over the mountains of cross-country people, at the cost of zero casualties, and the Chinese army stationed in India, a small detachment of six people annihilated hundreds of enemies, and single-handedly defended the Uriel Heights for seven days...... Each of them has been brilliant. How can it not be admirable.