Chapter 32: Wrong Memory

"Lao Zhang, the little devil didn't chase us anymore, let's rest for a while! I'm tired to death, why did the division commander's weight sink! Han Fatzi gasped and said.

"Alright! Let's rest for a while, quickly put the division commander down, after a night of tossing, your body and bones are about to fall apart, the division commander has been on your back for a night, don't break it. Zhang Facai also stopped, found a tree, sat on the ground and said.

"Huh! Why is it still raining! I just didn't pay attention to the escape for my life, but now that I was safe, I found that my face was a little wet, I touched it with my right hand, and found that my hand was white with some red and looked like a tofu brain when I was a child, and I put it on my nose and asked, a fishy smell came to my nose, and I was so frightened that Han Fatzi hurriedly put down the corpse on his back gently.

"Ahh

"What's wrong with Fat Han? What's wrong? Hearing Han Hao's shout, Zhang Facai and the others, who had just been lying on the ground panting and resting, hurriedly got up and ran to Han Hao's side, looking at Han Hao with a nervous face. Han Hao's face turned pale and said, "It's over, I smashed the division commander's head open, and my brains were exposed." ”

"What Han Fatty, you actually threw the division commander to death, the division commander is usually so good to you, you actually fell the division commander to death, I want you to pay for the division commander today."

After Zhang Facai heard Han Fatzi's words, he looked at the corpse that was put down next to the tree, and his brains came out, can he still live? grabbed Han Fatzi's neck and pinched it.

Han Fatzi didn't resist and muttered to himself with tears in his eyes: "I didn't mean it, I didn't mean to, you strangle me!" I'm not alive anymore. ”

"Company commander, squad leader Han, don't harm yourself, this corpse is not the division commander." Leng Youfeng on the side said.

After hearing Leng Youfeng's words, Zhang Facai was stunned for a moment and quickly let go of the hands that were holding Han Hao's neck, looked at the corpse under the tree and took a closer look, gently wiped the corpse's face with his sleeve, and after wiping the brains and blood, he found that this was Meng Qingshan, obviously a little devil. If this is a little devil, where did Meng Qingshan go, Zhang Facai hurriedly asked Han Fatzi: "Han Fatzi, what's going on?" What about the division commander! How do you carry a little devil? ”

Hearing that it was not Meng Qingshan who died, Han Hao originally wanted to die with Meng Qingshan and slowly took it back, but the corpse that followed was not the division commander, where did the division commander go, squatted on the ground and thought for a long time, thought for a while, patted his head, and said: "It's bad, it must have been when I broke through just now, I was tripped by the little devil and threw the division commander away, because it was too dark, I didn't pay attention to think that the division commander fell next to me, I picked up the corpse and rushed out, what can I do?" ”

"I'm a dead fat man and let you carry the division commander, what are you doing with a little devil on your back, what should you do if you actually throw the division commander into the camp of the little devil?"

"At that time, it was too dark to see clearly, and because I changed the clothes of the little devil for the division commander, I had the wrong back, and I can't blame me for this." Han Hao squatted on the ground and lowered his head and said.

"Huh! Lao Zhang, don't worry, in order to change clean clothes for the division commander, I took off the little devil's clothes and put them on the division commander, the division commander will definitely not have an accident, the little devil may have forgotten to bury the body in order to pursue the large army, and we will quietly go back to find it in a while. ”

"Since the division commander is wearing the military uniform of a little devil, the division commander Hong Fu Qitian will definitely be fine."

"Hey! It's only like this, if the dead fat man has three long and two short, I will kill you. ”

They were right, Meng Qingshan was mistaken for a wounded Japanese soldier and transported to the Wuchang County Railway Station and transported by train to Haierbin for treatment. When Meng Qingshan woke up from his coma, he found that the trench where he was supposed to be directing operations on the battlefield turned into an old-fashioned stuffy tanker. And the anti-union fighters around him suddenly changed from gray military uniforms to a group of people who were bandaged into mummies, even if they were tightly wrapped in gauze, Meng Qingshan could barely see that they were people in military uniforms.

Seeing that he came to his senses, the crowd that had been surrounding him immediately divided into two distinct piles according to the severity of the injuries. Their separation made the already crowded carriage a little crowded except for Meng Qingshan's position, which was slightly looser, and the rest of the carriage seemed a little crowded. Looking at the unfamiliar environment in front of him, the unfamiliar crowd around him, Meng Qingshanrao, who had not yet woken up from the great changes and didn't know what had happened to him, couldn't help but look a little helpless at the stunned and blank eyes of the crowd in front of him.

"This soldier, you woke up, may I ask what your name is, which unit are you from, I really didn't think that you could wake up with such a serious injury, you are not a loss to our heroic soldiers, you must hold on, and when you reach Haierbin, you will be cured, you must hold on." Just when Meng Qingshan was confused and hadn't figured out the situation, there was a slight gurgling sound from beside him, which made him sober up a lot.

Listening to the sound in his ears, Meng Qingshan turned his head with some difficulty, and with the help of the faint light that penetrated through the ventilation window on his head, which only showed a gap, he could barely see clearly that beside him, talking to him was a woman in a white nurse's uniform, what is the situation How did you come here, was it blown up once, I crossed back again, now I may be in the hospital, I have traveled these days and I don't know if the unit has given me credit. Although I still haven't figured out what happened to me? But Meng Qingshan, who already knew that something was wrong, was very smart and didn't say it out loud, but just muttered to himself in his heart. That's not right! Why did the hospital also hire Japanese female nurses, but can't Chinese nurses do it? Or the unit saw that I was seriously injured and specially asked a foreign nurse to take care of it, how much did I have to spend on this, but then again, this Japanese girl, with a perfect convex and concave body, looks pretty good, and is exactly the type he likes. Meng Qingshan glanced at the wounded man next to him with his spare eyes, "Military uniform? Wrong? The yellow uniforms on those people's bodies, especially the hats, and the sun flag, look so much like the uniforms of the Japanese army? Thinking of this, recalling the so-called time-traveling novels he had read, Meng Qingshan couldn't help but have an ominous premonition in his heart: "Shouldn't Lao Tzu be captured!" Where is this going to take me, oh my Mamma Mia! Why am I so unlucky, who can save me. "That's what he thought before he fell unconscious.