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Compared with the vast majority of places in China now, the liberated areas occupied by the Eighth Route Army are rare lands that have not yet been poisoned by the Japanese army, and there is no cunning and plundering by local tyrants and inferior gentry.

However, in the past few days, the joyful atmosphere in the liberated areas has been pushed to a climax, because several regiments that have gone out to fight are coming back one after another, and many people have died and many are wounded, but they have also recovered large tracts of land, and seized a lot of materials, guns and ammunition, and a large amount of grain.

All these have greatly diluted the sadness of some people's sacrifices and injuries.

"See, five crooked machine guns, ...... captured by our regiment"

"What are you? Our regiment pulled back two mortars, seventy-five shells, hehe, our regiment will also have artillery in the future......"

"Isn't it great to have a cannon? Our regiment recovered Anyuan County, liberated tens of thousands of ordinary people, and expanded the territory of the liberated areas - to tell you, there is nothing great about seizing some supplies, the important thing is to rescue our compatriots! ”

In a huge square, all kinds of supplies were piled up, this was the combat capture brought back by the various combat regiments, and now it was the day to hand over to the division headquarters.

According to the discipline of the Eighth Route Army, all the captured should be handed over, and then divided proportionally, and the part handed over was used to equip the newly developed team, which has been a rule for many years.

It's just that even if the Eighth Route Army is known for its strict discipline, it can't avoid the phenomenon of comparison, and after every battle, the soldiers of each regiment can't avoid comparison, how many guns your regiment has captured, how many enemies our regiment has annihilated, and so on.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are comparisons, and no one is exempt from vulgarity.

However, compared with these guns, guns, food, etc., the most conspicuous thing is the huge machinery piled up in a corner, which was dismantled by a regiment from the cement factories and steel factories in various cities, and in order to transport these things back, they opened roads and bridges in the mountains and rivers, and they suffered no less than when they were fighting to the death with the Japanese puppet army.

"Wife, look at this, stone crusher, for burning cement, at that time, I personally led a battalion to charge, and then I snatched this thing - with this thing, we can also burn cement, and when the time comes, I will build you a small western-style building like your family in the city, hehehe......" Han Xiaolei bragged in front of a machine, and the soldiers of the Eighth Route around him echoed him, setting off the glorious image of his own regiment commander.

"It's not like I've never seen this thing!"

The person who spoke was Wang Ranran, the wife of the head of the regiment, a female student from a big city, educated, knowledgeable and very beautiful, compared with ordinary village girls, she was simply a fairy descending to earth, Han Xiaolei took a lot of effort to catch up, and the price was also heavy.

Of course, even if Han Xiaolei is strict with his wife, he is still happy.

"Old Han, I'm tired of being with my daughter-in-law again!"

The rough roar, making people look sideways, as soon as I heard this voice, I knew that it was a thunder and thunder madman, and the thunder had already come to the front of the conversation and laughed: "Brother and sister are so blessed, my unangry brother is going to be corrupt and corrupt, and I will build you a small bungalow - hey I said Lao Han, if you build a small bungalow, a beautiful little daughter-in-law may not be enough, if you don't marry a few aunts, three wives and four concubines and the landlord seem to enjoy the blessings of all people, don't you say?" ”

"Captain Lei - let's talk, I'm going to get busy!"

Wang Ranran said with a smile, but when he looked at Han Xiaolei, his eyes were full of vigilant coldness, and then he turned around and walked away.

"Crazy Lei, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb - I, old Han, is that kind of person? Ranran, don't listen to this bastard's nonsense, he just can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth......" Han Xiaolei said hurriedly.

"Don't scream, you're already far away!"

Lei Ming laughed proudly, and Ding Shan and several other regiment leaders also laughed and surrounded him and said with a smile: "Old Lei, you are too damaged, I know that Wang Ranran seems to be knowledgeable on the surface, but I can knock over the vinegar jar with a little bit of anything-I estimate that tonight, our Grand Master Han will have to kneel on the washboard again......"

Immediately, there was a lot of laughter all around, and even the soldiers of the Eighth Route couldn't help but cover their mouths and snicker, obviously knowing Han Xiaolei's troubles.

"Hmph, I, Han Xiaolei, am a husband who stands up to the sky, how can I be as unbearable as you say!"

Han Xiaolei stiffened his neck and shouted, it is one thing for people to know that they are afraid of their wives, but it is another thing to admit it or not, as soon as the words came out, he saw the cold glance of Wang Ranran who walked away, and gritted his teeth with hatred in his heart, but for the sake of face, he could only pretend not to care, and then secretly knocked out his teeth and swallowed blood.

Then, a few people began to show how many of their regiments had been captured, how many enemies had been annihilated, and so on, and one by one they were spitting everywhere, and no one would bow their heads, no different from those ordinary warriors.

"Hey, let's just go to the nest - have you heard, that road is far away, and more than 3,000 Japanese recruits were poisoned with poison gas bombs at one time, it's very painful to think about it!" Thunder lowered his voice.

"Haven't you heard of such a big thing? It is said that it has spread all over the world! ”

Han Xiaolei also became excited and said: "It is said that he also arrested some people from the royal family watching the battle group, what is the name of the commander of the Kwantung Army, he was also arrested by him - this bastard, he really dares to do it - international public opinion says that he is the reincarnation of the devil, unworthy of being a man, and should be sent to the gallows to be hanged, hahaha......"

"!"

Ding Shan sneered: "Little devil, those things are also considered a person? That is, I don't have a chance, if I have this kind of opportunity, let alone 3,000, 30,000, I will have to poison them - I feel relieved when I think about it! ”

"Ahem, several regiment commanders, pay attention to the impact, the soldiers are here!"

Political Commissar Liu Minghui said dissatisfiedly: "Our Eighth Route Army is disciplined, and we must treat prisoners preferentially, not to mention thousands of prisoners, even if it is one, we can't wantonly slaughter, not to mention that there are women and children, children - your thinking is very dangerous, you must review yourself at any time, otherwise it is easy to make mistakes!" ”

“……”

Han Xiaolei, Ding Shan and the others laughed dryly, Lei Ming stared at him speechlessly, and said in his heart that he was so blindless as a political commissar, and he didn't save face for himself?

"The chief is here......" someone shouted as he spoke.

"The chief is a good ......"

"Good work, chief!"

The atmosphere was enthusiastic, the applause was thunderous, the division commander greeted the soldiers with a smile, and walked in.

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