"What task? Heads? ”

Yang Bangzi rubbed his hands back and forth, the pimples on his face turned white and red with excitement, and he opened his mouth, and he saw that Ha Lazi was flowing out.

"Look at your point! As soon as I heard the word mission, how did I see a bone with a dog! Be serious! ”

The commander's tone was stern, and his ridiculous eyes could not hide his love for his subordinates.

"This mission is a bit special, you have to lead 21 prisoners, follow the county government and the masses, break through and transfer to the Shanxi, Hebei, Shandong, and Henan border areas, and hand over none of the prisoners to the hands of the comrades of the social work section of the border area."

"What! Prisoner! No one is missing! I don't do it! I'm locked up for a year! If you kill Lao Tzu, you won't do it! ”

Yang Bangzi is really anxious! After listening to the commander's instructions, his hands were no longer rubbed, his acne was no longer red, his mouth was closed and he pouted, and with a "coo", he swallowed all his stomach and squatted on the neck of the stalk.

"Hey! You shit! I'm not done yet! What the are you! Hard donkey dung eggs! Get up for Lao Tzu! Attention! ”

The commander scolded his head and face, and kicked Yang Stick's big buttocks.

Yang Bangzi snorted, and the boss reluctantly stood up, pouted and drooped, and poked at the cornfield with slanted eyes.

"Your dog's brain thinks you'll let you lead the prisoner and watch the foreign film behind his mother's troops! That light life can turn your bear blind! ”

The commander raised his hand after scolding, wanting to give Yang Stick a big black head a pop.

Yang Bangzi shrank his head, pouted, and muttered: "Beat people at every turn, and scold people, warlord style!" Also the chief! Ball! ”

"What! Warlord! It's the other way around! Let the widow's son be called a daddy! It's a hard shell! I'll beat you a warlord! I'll beat you up! ”

The commander tightened his fists, and while scolding, he gave Yang a headless cannon and a faceless electric cannon.

Yang Stick dodged left and right, and deliberately let out a loud "Oops!" in his mouth. Oops", I want people who come in and out of the Land Temple not far away to hear it, and come over to pull the thunderous commander.

It's a pity that his commander's dishes are routinely cleaned up like this, and the officers and soldiers in the base area have long been surprised.

It's no wonder that Yang Bangzi belongs to this kind of master who usually doesn't clean up, can go to the house to uncover the tiles in three days, and dares to set the house on fire in five days, if it weren't for the commander who has been protecting him and controlling him with his fists and feet, the military discipline he violated, together would be enough to shoot ten times!

It is said that when the Red Third Army fought Changsha and withdrew from the city to the south, Yang Bangzi, who was the company commander at the time, learned that his parents and younger brother were arrested by the militia and died in prison one after another, and they were stunned for a long time, crying three times, and vomiting a mouthful of blood.

That night, he did not ask the commander of the regiment commander at the time for instructions, led 12 soldiers in the company, kicked over Liu Quan, who prevented him from leaving the team, and took advantage of the night to rush 40 miles, and cut off the heads of all 13 members of the militia leader's family and hung them on the gate tower of the county seat.

After burning the regimental headquarters of the militia group, in the interception of the white dog and the militia group, they fought in a melee, and it took more than half a month to find the troops in Liuyang.

This matter was stabbed to Mr. Peng, who was furious and ordered strict military discipline to be shot to death. The commander of the loss led all the officers and soldiers of the old regiment of the Pingjiang Uprising to protect it, and then he was demoted to a small soldier, and he was punished with a major demerit and picked up a life.

Since then, it has become the commander's daily work to beat him if he has nothing to do, or he is not afraid of heaven and earth, and he dares to go to the beard of the king of Hades to see the commander, how can it be the same as a mouse seeing a cat.

Today, Yang is really tough, no matter how the commander beats him, he is stubborn, and he won't take this task if he says anything.

"Just don't do it! Let me block the eye-catching bomb building, do anything! Just take the prisoner and don't do this work! I won't dry my skin! ”

Tired of dodging, anyway, Yang Bangzi also felt that the commander was not ruthless, so he simply sat on the ridge with his ass, let you beat and scold, but he didn't hide or say anything.

Look at the hard one, this stubborn donkey just doesn't say anything, the commander also withdrew his fists and feet, put his hands behind his back, stood behind Yang Stick, squinted his eyes, and pondered the countermeasures.

Pregnant! Seeing the commander frown, the corners of his mouth curled, this must have come up with a good plan!

"Yang Bangzi, you say, if these 21 prisoners and one person go with you, will you do it?"

The commander squatted down with a smile and whispered this to Yang Stick's big move.

"And who? Fairy or Queen Mother? You're just adding the little devil emperor to me! I don't do it either! ”

After Yang Bangzi finished speaking, he picked up a piece of soil and threw it at the sparrow flying on the corn stalks.

"You want to be beautiful, and you are a fairy! You should be the marshal of the canopy! ”

After speaking, the commander pinched one of Yang's sticks and whispered, "I'll add a widow to you!" That little widow has a nickname, Lotus Xiang." After speaking, he tugged at the ear that he was pinching in his hand.

"Oops! Oops! The hand is too dark," Yang Stick grinned in pain, hissing and inhaling cool air.

Suddenly, he seemed to understand that the taste was coming, and he stopped rubbing his ears that were torn red, raised his head and looked at the commander and asked stupidly: "Who?" Lotus? The lotus fragrance of Dongwangzhuang? ”

"Whichever lotus fragrance you want, I'll give you which lotus incense!"

After speaking, the commander leisurely walked down the ridge of the field, paced in front of the bud tree that was almost more than a man tall, rubbed the leaves, and studied the growth of the crop.

Yang Bangzi put his hands on the ground, and jumped in front of the commander with a "whoosh", smiled and bent his eyes, wrinkled his nose, pursed his mouth, rubbed his hands, and said with a pimple on his face: "Chief, chief, what kind of task is it, you can talk about it again!" ”

"Look at the dots, they have stepped on the crops! The three disciplines and eight points of attention forgot! Get out! Don't delay Lao Tzu to look at the crops! ”

The commander didn't even look at the hippie smiling face following behind the ass of the "slut stick." ”

"Commander! Old squad leader! Russia's dear chief! Just spare me! I was wrong! Shall I make a decision for you? ”

Yang Bangzi kept bowing while begging for mercy, but the commander still ignored him.

"Report Chief! Guards are jointly and severally guilty of company commander Yang Daye! Ordered to come and accept the mission! Please the chief instructs! ”

Don't say it, this Yang stick's brain is really fast! It was useless to brazenly beg for mercy, and immediately gave the commander a military salute in a dignified manner, looking like a standard report.

"Figured it out? Comrade Yang Daye! No more baggage? Don't pick and choose? The commander still didn't look at the one standing in a military posture behind him, and continued to fiddle with the bud leaves in his hand.

"Report Chief! Revolution is not a dinner party! The superior gives the task! Resolute execution! Yang Bangzi replied solemnly through gritted teeth.

"Well, well, since the attitude is so resolute and the revolutionary consciousness is so high, Comrade Lianxiang should transfer with the local comrades."

Hearing that the commander was still tepidly teasing him, Yang Bangzi's stunned temper came up again! Three steps and two steps rushed to the ground against an old locust tree, and with his head lowered, then Jiashi was going to hit the tree!

At the moment when the big black head was about to hit the trunk of the old locust tree, a piece of dirt flew through the air, hitting the right leg of the Yang stick.

"Phew! Phew! Old squad leader! Don't fix me, okay! While spitting out the soil noodles in his mouth, Yang Bangzi spoke with a crying tone.

"Haha! Do you have a gray cowardice? ”

The commander smiled and clapped his hands and walked out of the ground, standing with his waist crossed and looking at the gray-faced Yang stick.

After such a rectification, Yang Bangzi, who did not enter the oil and salt, completely lost his temper, and the commander could rectify him like this, and if he was replaced by Liu Quan, Yang Bangzi dared to lift the table of the regiment headquarters on the roof, so the work of assigning tasks to this kid had to be done by the commander.

"Give, take it, take a look first, don't know how to ask me, give me your cigarette pouch and pot."

Taking Yang's cigarette pouch and purse, handing over a telegram in his hand, the commander sat under the old locust tree and smoked the old dry cigarette.

Yang Bangzi read this telegram three times before he was ignorant, and it was similar to the Ministry of Social Affairs, special high-tech technology, anti-espionage newspaper, espionage network, rebellion, and other rare terms, and after asking the commander, he could be regarded as roughly understanding the content of this telegram.

The commander also taught Yang a lesson in this telegram.

The telegram was sent by the Social Department of the Northern Bureau to the top military and political commander of the 6th Division, and it was a top-secret telegram, and the commander of the 6th Division was designated to appoint a special person to carry out this special task.

It turned out that after the "May Day" sweep, in light of the problems that had arisen in the seriously damaged base areas in eastern Hebei, the Northern Bureau, after studying, held that the infiltration and sabotage of the enemy's special forces was one of the main reasons for the failure of the anti-sweeping operation.

Later, after reporting to the Central Committee, it was learned that the intelligence obtained from the devil's interior showed that in the spring of 1940, the devil's North China Special High-tech arranged for a large number of spies to secretly infiltrate the eastern Hebei base area to spy on intelligence, set up an intelligence network, and plot against our officers.

Although these espionage activities have aroused some vigilance on our side, because of the weakness of the anti-espionage report and the severe form of anti-sweeping, it is impossible to allocate more manpower and material resources to counter the devil's actions.

At present, the Northern Bureau has learned that the enemy special forces that were originally operating in eastern Hebei have successively entered various military sub-divisions in central Hebei along with the retreating and transferred troops and masses, and are preparing to join forces with the enemy special forces that were originally lurking in various parts of central Hebei in an attempt to cooperate with the devil sweeping troops to wipe out our main force and local government organs in one fell swoop in this strengthened public order sweep.

The Social Affairs Department of the Northern Bureau, composed of special intelligence personnel dispatched from northern Shaanxi, has secretly carried out screening and counterintelligence operations in the Sixth Division, but because of the small number of personnel, the scale of the devil's sweep is large, and the areas involved are large, no substantive progress has been made.

At present, due to the grim situation of the anti-special sweep, in order not to startle the snake, the five most suspected people have no choice but to detain them together with other ordinary prisoners and transfer them to the Shanxi, Hebei, Shandong, and Henan border areas, where the anti-special situation is relatively high, to continue screening.

"I want to think about it, these people under my command are all good at guarding a position and holding a turret, but if you tinker with this, no one can catch up with you Yang stick."

The commander knocked the cigarette pouch pot on the sole of his shoe, looked at the delicate cigarette purse embroidered with red and green lines, and threw it to Yang Stick, who was a little dizzy.

"You kid, although you are always muddy and have a temper, you are bold and careful, you have a lot of ghost ideas, and your brain is fast, which looks easy, but in fact, you are a bad boy who is a bad boy who is everywhere, and I am really down-to-earth."

"You mean, you have to use the bad guys to deal with the bad guys!"

The commander understood, Yang Bangzi understood, and dared to love him for being such an image in the commander's heart! However, he is not really a two-five-eyed man, and the weight of this telegram is still weighed.

The commander took the telegram, lit a fire, spat a few mouthfuls of paper ash on the ground, and worked with his feet, and stepped vigorously under the dirt.

"After a while, the regiment headquarters will have a formal appointment for this mission, you have to obey unconditionally, and you will have to face not only the more than 30,000 devils who surrounded us, but also so many comrades and villagers in the base area. I believe that the big stick I picked up from the dead man's pile will be able to complete this special escort mission! ”

When the commander said this, Yang Bangzi "Click! Click" to pinch the joints on your hands. Before every battle, this was his old habit. "When will the action begin? Old squad leader! "At 12 o'clock tonight, the breakout operation begins, go, follow me back to the regimental headquarters!" Clean up your flowery and singing face for Lao Tzu before going in! Don't embarrass Lao Tzu! After roaring, the commander walked towards the land temple with his hands behind his back, and Yang Bangzi squatted in the ditch on the ground to wash his gray and swarthy brain.