After Ye Zhengjun returned to the station, he distributed the equipment into the warehouse, and after teaching the training of the pioneer company to the sword, he rushed into the house and began to translate the information captured by the devil officers. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

For three whole days, except for eating and sleeping, the rest of the time was spent in the house.

The new soldiers of the Pioneer Company were very worried about this situation, but the teenagers of the old Pioneer Platoon looked leisurely and complacent, what should they do.

Wild Wolf, Black Bear, Falcon and others were close to the teenagers because they were in the Sword Commando, and they chatted with them privately about this matter, and the answer given by the other party told them not to worry, as long as Ye Zhengjun appeared in this situation, he was either calculating the Japanese army, or he was tinkering with new things.

The time came to noon on the fourth day, and Ye Zhengjun, who had finished translating the information, stretched his waist and walked out of the room.

"Brother Jun, you came out just in time, and the battalion commander came back and asked you to go to the command room." A soldier who trotted into the courtyard saw that Ye Zhengjun was stretching at the door, and hurriedly stepped forward to report.

"Don't call it Brother Jun, just call it Xiaojun." Ye Zhengjun was quite embarrassed and said to the weather-beaten warrior whose face was obviously older than his own.

"Then Na Cheng, as the old saying goes, the master is the teacher, you killed so many devils, brought so many supplies for our battalion, and saved those villagers who took refuge, none of the comrades-in-arms did not give a thumbs up when they talked about these things, and this brother was convinced." The warrior said eloquently.

After listening to the soldier's words, Ye Zhengjun was very happy in his heart, more than his own status, he was more happy that Yunxiu's group of women who had been tortured by devils could live in Huoling Village in a new identity.

I hope they can get rid of that nightmare as soon as possible, Ye Zhengjun raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said secretly in his heart.

"Let's go, let's go to the battalion headquarters."

After a little emotion, Ye Zhengjun led the soldiers out of the courtyard and walked towards the headquarters.

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"Stunned, you can live this life!" In front of the square table in the command room, Mr. Peng, who was already hungry because he was in a hurry, took the white-flour steamed bun and ate the devil's canned food, and ate happily.

"It's okay, it's okay." Ye Yi often smiled embarrassedly when he heard this, and then continued to "fight" with the food in his hand.

"Boss, this was all brought by Xiaojun a few days ago, you eat more, it's not enough for me to take care of the cooking class." Company Commander Chen smiled and handed a cup full of water to Mr. Peng.

"Enough to eat, enough to eat, it's not easy for you to get something, don't do it, I'm like I'm here to eat." Mr. Peng swallowed the food in his mouth, wiped his mouth, and smiled.

"Brother, you're back." As soon as Mr. Peng's voice fell, Ye Zhengjun's voice sounded in the courtyard.

Company Commander Chen immediately laughed when he heard this, "Stinky boy, it belongs to Cao Cao, and he came here as soon as he said it." ”

Mr. Peng stopped his movements, followed the sound with his eyes, and saw a young man wearing a gray cloth uniform of the Eighth Route Army walking in quickly.

Mr. Peng! As soon as he entered the door, Ye Zhengjun immediately discovered the proletarian revolutionary martyrs who could only be seen in contemporary history and modern history in his previous life, and the founding feats of New China.

In the previous life, Ye Zhengjun liked this commander who was named brave by the Japanese army in the war of aggression against China and led the PLA to win the battle of Dingguo in the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea.

"Peng. Peng. Hello, Mr. Peng. Ye Zhengjun was excited and stumbled for the first time.

Niang Xipi, what is wrong with Lao Tzu, as soon as the words came out, Ye Zhengjun was very dissatisfied with his performance just now, and complained in his heart why he couldn't be calmer.

However, just like the joke passed on by netizens in his last life, he said no, but his body is indeed very honest.

Although Ye Zhengjun kept reminding himself to be calm, if a person didn't even know where to put his hands and feet, how could he talk about calmness.

We haven't been a fucking dream in the past few months, Ye Yi often looked at each other's embarrassment at the moment with Company Commander Chen, it was really difficult to connect Ye Zhengjun, who had built a crack army in a few months, and had developed a new type of firearms, and was majestic on the battlefield.

"Stunned, your younger brother is very Confucian." Compared with the two of them, Mr. Peng, who has read countless people, found that even if Ye Zhengjun looked like this, he still couldn't hide the fierceness on his delicate face and the light of wisdom flashing in his dark eyes.

"Boss, I'm smiling." Ye Yichang's cheeks were slightly hot, thinking that Peng Lao was always saying kind words.

In fact, it's no wonder that he has such an idea, if it is changed to usual, not to mention that Confucian generals are fierce generals and fierce generals, and Ye Zhengjun's performance in the past few months is enough to take responsibility, but now this appearance can be called a qualified soldier, and it is also a Confucian general.

"You two go out first, I have something to talk to Xiaojun alone." Seeing that everything was in place, Mr. Peng immediately took out the vigorous and resolute style of a soldier and was ready to talk about business.

"Yes." Ye Yi often knew that the other party was coming with a task, so he didn't dare to delay, so he took the food and took Chen Lian Chang out of the house to bring the door, leaving the space to Ye Zhengjun and Mr. Peng.

"Boy, come and sit." The boss smiled and patted the adjacent bench.

"Oh!" Ye Zhengjun nodded mechanically and put his butt on the bench as instructed.

"Boy, I'm not a three-headed and six-armed monkey, what are you nervous about." Mr. Peng saw Ye Zhengjun sitting on the stool without squinting, knowing that the other party was nervous, and couldn't help but laugh and try to ease his emotions.

Ye Zhengjun could feel the kindness and care in the other party's words, slowly adjusted his mentality, and began to relax.

"That's right." After a while, Mr. Peng saw that the other party was no longer tense, and the smile on the bitter gourd face, which was jokingly called by netizens in later generations, became even stronger.

"Boss, you're here for the blueprints of the gun this time." After relaxing, Ye Zhengjun's speech was no longer interrupted, his eyes flashed, and the content went straight to the core.

"Look, I said that the person who can drum up advanced firearms is the same as he was just now." Mr. Peng laughed, thinking of the other party's bewildered appearance when he first entered the house, and teased.

Ye Zhengjun's cheeks were slightly hot when he thought of the abnormal performance when he entered the house, but judging from the attitude of the boss, he guessed the other party's intention this time.

"Boss, I'll send the next order to the command headquarters for the firearm design drawing, if something happens on the way to the front line like this, it really outweighs the loss." Ye Zhengjun said as he reached into his military uniform, took out the design drawings of five or six styles, and put them on the square table.

"How can you carry such an important thing with you, what if it is dropped or picked up by the devil." Mr. Peng, who knew the power of the five or six styles, couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the other party take out the design drawings aggressively, and said.

"Boss, as long as I have a breath left in the blueprint of this gun, the devil will not want to take it away from me, and I really can't burn it with a fire." Ye Zhengjun said with a smile.

"You kid, how can you talk, how unlucky." Mr. Peng folded the design drawings on the table squarely, wrapped a piece of silk and put it in his arms.

"Boss, I got some information when I was in the devil's turret a few days ago, or you can help me analyze it." Seeing this, Ye Zhengjun took the opportunity to tell the information.

"Show me it." Mr. Peng said with a smile after putting away the design drawings.