The fat man threw the pair of cloth shoes that Song Ming regarded as treasures in front of Song Ming, he needed everyone in this team to know how to cooperate, lest they really encounter something unexpected, a plate of scattered sand, waiting for the end.

"You don't want to train anymore, do you? Yes. Don't do the pestle, lead your brethren to do a thousand push-ups. The fat man's face was expressionless, although this group of goods was to defend his guns, but without his consent, this made him very dissatisfied, if it weren't for them not hesitating to fight with the Eighth Route Army for themselves, he would directly come to two thousand push-ups, so that this group of goods who don't know how to listen to orders are tired one by one.

Sai Lao Hu and the others were collectively stunned, and after a while, they complained, as long as they were the thieves who had been punished for push-ups, they all looked distressed, which made Sai Lao Hu feel irritable, and shouted: "Follow Lao Tzu to do it, who dares to kill him with one less Lao Tzu!" ”

There was a sound of rifles retreating, and then one by one the thieves lay on the ground, and followed the three masters of Sai Laohu, Yang Yun, and Jia Daode to start push-ups.

The corners of the fat man's mouth were lined up, and he smiled, okay, he was quite obedient.

Turning his gaze, he saw that Officer Chen and they began to collect the guns, only Zhao Laosan, who was stunned on the spot with a shell gun like a mallet, the fat man showed a mocking expression, and said to the monkey on the side: "Are the shovels and hoes prepared for you last night ready?" ”

"Uncle, don't worry, it's all ready, including the small ones, there are a total of eight." The monkey hurried back.

"Go get it." The fat man commanded, and then turned to look at Commander Ma and the Eighth Route Army, as well as Song Ming, who picked up his shoes and returned to the Eighth Route Army, he smiled slightly and walked over.

Captain Ma's face was not very good-looking, and he said in his heart, this Nima, Lao Tzu is your brother, and you fat man even rectifies me, it's too inauthentic.

Xiao Li and Lei Dabiao also looked embarrassed, they dared to draw guns against these bandits, it was the fat man who was still with them, and now the fat man is on the side of the bandits, and this gap makes them unbearable.

Zhao Laosan and the driver pulled Song Ming to ask for warmth and wipe the turtle off his face, while Secretary Chen shook his head with a wry smile next to him, this fat man is bad enough, he almost bluffed him into a battle just now, which also made him understand that this fat man will not play cards according to the rules at all, because in this fat man's opinion, all the rules are violated.

"Hehehe, I'm gritting my teeth at the fat man, right?" The fat man looked at this group of eight roads with a smile, and said a sentence that made everyone extremely angry: "Fat man, I advise you fools to quit this mission quickly, it was just a little farce just now, it's not interesting, this is just the beginning, but then, let's play something real, from now on, you fools will face all the threats of death in these two days, as long as you say 'I quit', you can live!" ”

The reason why the fat man deliberately picked this incident was to make them hate themselves, because in the next two days, he would make everyone here face the threat of death.

"Our mission, if you want to quit, you will quit." Zhao Laosan made a bird again.

The fat man smiled, too lazy to bird him, as long as this guy doesn't cry for a while, it's okay.

The monkey came to the training ground with a bunch of hoes and shovels, put them on the ground, and came over, and the fat man said to him, "Go, go to my room and get the grenades of those little devils." ”

The monkey nodded, and went back to the fat man's bedroom in the attic.

"People who still want to follow the fat man and me to learn some life-saving skills are all out of the ranks, one person and one tool, come and get it." The fat man glanced at the horse commander and them, then lit a cigarette and let them choose for themselves.

Captain Ma was the first to come over, picked up a shovel, and then walked up to him and asked, "Big brother, didn't I say you, what kind of trouble are you making today?" ”

The fat man handed a cigarette to the head of the horse and helped him light it, and then asked an inexplicable word: "Old horse, are you afraid of death?" ”

"I'm afraid, why don't I be afraid, I'm not afraid of your jokes, every time I go to the battlefield and hear the cannon sound of the little devil, my legs and stomach are trembling, after a round of cannons, I see the flesh and blood of the comrades around me, some of them can't even get together the corpses, I thought, maybe that day I was worse than this, my daughter-in-law couldn't collect the corpse for me, do you say I'm afraid?" Commander Ma took a puff of cigarette and continued: "But, who let me be a soldier, it is natural for a soldier to die on the battlefield, and no one has recruited him." ”

"You can see through it." The fat man smiled, tilted his head and saw that Secretary Chen and they all took a tool, although Zhao Laosan was reluctant, and finally took a hoe.

The fat man threw away the cigarette butts, and at this time the monkey also brought the devil grenades that he had changed at night, and then let the monkey enter the queue, and then took out a drawing from his pocket and said to everyone: "Today's training subject is to dig trenches and anti-artillery, fat man, I took the time to draw a trench map last night, there are sizes and shapes on it, you take it to see, see that you can go to the opposite side of the training ground to dig trenches, and the fat man will check it for a while." ”

After speaking, he handed over the drawings to the head of Zhang, and Secretary Chen and his colleagues hurriedly came over to check and study together.

At this time, the little leader led a few brothers and dragged the 92 infantry cannon to appear at the training ground, whether it was a bandit doing push-ups, or an eight-way person who was looking at the drawings.

Everyone is curious, are these bandits dragging out the cannon to prepare for it? And a box of shells? Who are you going to bomb?

The fat man threw another box of cigarettes to the little boss, anyway, there were a lot of cigarettes in the loot last time, and the cottage was divided into most of it, enough for him to distribute everywhere.

The little leader led the brothers to set up the 92nd infantry cannon, and then the fat man lay on the rocking chair in the attic hall, watching the bandits do push-ups, and watching Commander Ma and Secretary Chen discuss the matter of the trenches.

"Commander Ma, in my opinion, this trench is really good, you see that although this trench is more time-consuming, it is two layers up and down, the upper layer of the soil layer has an inclination, the devil throws a grenade in wartime, and when it falls, it will roll down the lower lightning pit along the inclination, as long as the soldiers find that the grenade is lying down, they can prevent it, the lower layer of the mine protection pit, when the devil shells, the soldiers jump down, and can prevent most of the devil's mountain artillery, field artillery, these shooting arcs are not very large direct guns."

"Well, yes, it's just that it's hard to prevent curved guns like devil grenadiers and mortars." Commander Ma nodded, and then suddenly thought of something, looked up at the 92 infantry cannon placed in front of the attic, trembled, his pupils dilated suddenly, and exclaimed: "It's not good, big brother wants to bombard us with real artillery to test the anti-artillery ability of this trench?" ”