Yang Bangzi was happy, but he still didn't forget to give a military salute to the visitor, Director Cheng didn't understand what was going on, he just reacted, and raised his arm to salute, but his hand was pulled.

"Forget it, Lao Cheng, there are no outsiders, there is no distinction between superiors and subordinates, put your hands down."

The political commissar of the sub-district Wang held Director Cheng's hand and looked at the two of them with a smile, which was very different from the seriousness of ordinary days.

Looking at the uncommon kindness of the political commissar, Director Cheng's brain can be turned, is it possible that the political commissar is also coming to this team? Impossible! Even the main force led the local armed forces of tens of thousands of people, as well as tens of thousands of people, all of whom had to jump to the outside line and move to the rear in a day or two.

Yang Bangzi's heart was lively, and he guessed that the political commissar was beating haha, and winked at the political commissar and said: "Political commissar, if you really want to come to my team, I didn't say it, I use a sweet potato to stick to you every day, where to go, what's the matter?" ”

Director Cheng glanced at the political commissar and skimmed Yang Stick, but he didn't figure out which one he was singing?

"Okay, I'm not sinking anyway, you can carry it, um! Wrong! You kid, this is orchestrating me! Also use sweet potatoes to stick for me! Isn't this the king of the stove? You bunny! You're fucking buried in the black! ”

The political commissar raised his fist and was about to beat Yang Stick, but this kid hid quickly, slipped behind the director, and craned his neck and shouted: "The political commissar has beaten someone!" The commissar beat someone! Several people in the noisy house poked their heads out to see the excitement, and the members of the district team in the courtyard also stopped what they were doing to see how rare.

"You rabbit, you don't have a proper shape at any time! Don't make a fuss, I'll bring you someone. The commissar lowered his fist, and a cold expression returned to his face.

Seeing that the political commissar's face had changed, Yang Bangzi hurriedly flashed out from behind the director, and after standing up, he muttered in his heart, the four thorns in the room haven't figured out how to clean up the obedience, how can this be a god!

It's not a god! A recruit egg who hadn't grown all his hair rubbed out from behind Commissar Wang.

"This is my boy, a few years ago I found my mother from my hometown in Hunan to northern Shaanxi, and sent someone from the border area to send it, your sister-in-law can't work idle, and make a start in the district hospital, this half-grown boy is 16 years old, and he won't be used to anything in his hometown, I am anxious, I let him join the army in the spring, this time I will follow you on a trip, you will smash it for me to come back with a good soldier!"

The political commissar said slowly and unhurriedly, and the flesh on the hearts of Yang Bangzi and the director trembled for a while.

The old Red Army in the Eighth Route knew that as soon as the Red Army's Long March settled in northern Shaanxi, the old Soviet area could be miserable for the white dog and the returning regiment. The wife and children of the political commissar have been hiding in Tibet all these years, how difficult it is to save their lives! came all the way to come, and also sent this lone seedling to the army.

Yang Bangzi's head shook like a rattle, and he didn't speak, but lowered his head and shook his head.

The director also said "No!" No! I was thinking about how to persuade the political commissar to withdraw this idea.

"There's nothing wrong with it, other people's children can be soldiers, what's wrong with my children, golden eggs or silver eggs? The commander is also used to it, and he transferred the guard company of the divisional headquarters to me without telling me, what kind of battle can there be behind our butts! Stick! You bunny cub take it for me, give me a good training and training! ”

After speaking, the political commissar turned his face dark, wiped his body, and did not greet the director, and went out of the courtyard with a huff.

Yang Bangzi and the director, you look at me, I look at you, and look at the thin and timid little guy in front of the window sill together, but I am worried. All of them are thinking in their hearts, what kind of trouble is Commissar Wang! He should know what the mission of escorting the prisoners is like!

"Stick! Stick! Yang Bangzi was worried, he heard someone calling him softly, and when he looked up, he saw the door, Xiao Liangzi beckoned to him.

What's going on? The head of the stick is big, the political commissar threw off a big living person and left, and he was worried that he didn't find the declining one, what kind of moth did Xiao Liangzi have?

Thinking so, Yang Bangzi still leaned over. Xiao Liangzi grabbed the arm of the stick, dragged him to the courtyard wall, and whispered something.

After listening to Xiao Liangzi, Yang Bangzi understood which one the political commissar was singing!

As soon as the spring began, the political commissar sent his boy to join the army, and he was supposed to personally arrange for the combat troops to be sent to the front line, but he happened to receive an order to return to Yan'an to participate in the whole training, and this time he went for half a year.

The commissar walked on the front foot, and his daughter-in-law found the commander on the back foot. Commander Huang's family of seven or eight was killed by the white dog, and there was no one left, and when he saw the political commissar's daughter-in-law, he shouted "sister-in-law", and his eyes turned red.

The little guy is a very tough child, can endure hardships, train up to make a desperate effort, practice stabbing was pierced through the flesh by the stubble of the wooden stick, and he didn't say a word, a rare hard temper.

It's a pity that when I was a child, on the way to escape with my mother, I was robbed by the return to my hometown regiment in another county, surrounded by hundreds of villagers with guns, and in front of everyone, skinned the wounded Red Army who were caught, lit sky lanterns, and shot more than a dozen Red Army family members to death on the river beach.

At that time, the boy of the political commissar was so frightened that he became ill, and it was not a big deal to cure it, but unfortunately he fell ill, and as soon as he heard the gunshot, he peed his pants, the kind of peeing his pants.

When I entered the guard company, the training was good, but as soon as I heard the gunshot, my crotch was immediately wet, and the other soldiers gave me a nickname, called "Little Tick".

When the political commissar came back from the training, the name "Little Dita" reached his ears, and the man, who had been tough for more than ten years, lifted the table in shame, if someone hadn't stopped him, the child would have been abolished immediately.

It's still the work done by the commander, saying that this is a sin made by a white dog, how can you complain about the child, there is such a seed, sooner or later you can smash it as an adult, it's better than so many comrades in our team who have no families!

The discouraged political commissar insisted on sending the child to the front line, but the commander did not agree, and the two of them were embarrassed to talk about this for several days, and the child stayed in the guard company until now, and it became a heart disease for the commander and the political commissar.

I didn't expect the political commissar to stuff such a hot potato into Yang Bangzi's arms today, what is this? I'm not a doctor, how can I cure the problem of wetting my pants when I hear the gunshot! Yang Bangzi was so worried that his stomach twitched.

Looking at this black and thin little guy, Yang Bangzi always shook another figure in front of him, and there was a commotion in his heart, if his own brother was still alive, he should be so old.

Tilting his head and thinking about it, he told Xiao Liangzi to pull the chief of public security to find food, the day is about to tilt westward, there is a lot of chaos, and I will talk about it after eating.

Sending Xiao Liangzi away, Yang Bangzi walked to the "little tick" who was motionless on the steps with his mouth closed, and pushed the little guy's shoulder to let him enter the main house. Turning his head, he continued to talk to Director Cheng about the task.

Director Cheng stuffed the paper bag in his hand into the pocket of Yang Bangzi, and told him that this was the detailed jihua of the mission and the road map of the transfer, so that the stick must be kept, and the location of the traffic station and the specific contact person's name were marked on it.

Yang Bangzi no longer has the appearance of a hippie smile, and the one just now made a mess of his mood, and he followed the director a little absent-mindedly, and entered the house front and back.

As soon as he entered the house, Yang Bangzi raised his eyes and saw that the fire of "Teng" was rising again!

Suddenly, the big one was pressing one hand on Xiao Dita's shoulder, squinting and looking down at the little guy with a pale face.

Xiao Dida's legs trembled, and he couldn't support it anymore, and fell on the brick floor, but he bit his lip tightly, and his thin back trembled, and he held on desperately.

"Get out of the way! Dog day! Yang Bangzi roared, jumped over with an arrow step, and his left hand directly lifted the arm that was pressing Xiao Dita, and his right hand punched the big man's chest!

The big man who was caught off guard covered his chest, "kicked" and retreated several steps, and in a hurry he didn't sit on the ground by supporting the kang edge with his feet, relieved himself, annoyed and angry, and kicked the kang edge with his legs, and a cupola cannon rushed towards the face of Yang Stick.

Yang Bangzi gently pushed the small tick with his right hand, his body flashed, turned half a circle, let go of the incoming fist, his left hand put on the big wrist, took advantage of the situation, and his right hand probed under the opponent's ribs, his waist sank, his legs were forced, his left arm was pulled down, his right arm was raised, and he shouted "Go!" ”

"Smack!" With a bang, in an instant, the big and sturdy body was turned over 180 degrees, and his face was slapped flat on the ground.

"What do you say! That's what I said! Director Cheng hurriedly came up and hugged Yang Bangzi's arm, and the old man and the red-faced man over there also jumped down from the kang to help the big one.

"From now on, you don't care if it's that onion! Who dares to move the little guy with a finger again, my Yang stick lost his head and played with him to the end! ”

Yang Bangzi looked at the big man on the ground and the two people around him viciously, said coldly, pulled the little tick, and motioned for the child to sit on the kang.

Director Cheng didn't speak, these people are not fuel-efficient lamps, the Communist Party's troops are also troops composed of soldiers, as long as it is a group of soldiers together, which fist is hard, and that one dares to play with life, that is the head, and those who are engaged in political work also understand this, and the troops with few thorns are not used when they fight!

"Get up, sit down, I'll read the mission order!" Director Cheng looked at the ceiling with expressionless eyes, finished speaking, and stood in front of the table in the corner with his hands behind his back.

The big one was pulled up by the fifth son, didn't say anything, didn't look at anyone, walked back to the edge of the kang with his waist hunched, and sat down on his legs. The fifth son glanced at Yang Stick with a strange expression, pulled a stool over, squatted on it and took out a cigarette purse.

The red-faced man straightened his waist, walked to the big man's side, patted the big man's back gently, and rubbed it with the palm of his hand a few times on his chest, and waited for the big man to breathe a long sigh before he walked up to the old five sons, took out a cigarette bag and pot and made a fire.

"I don't want to say more, when a few of your comrades were dispatched here, presumably your leaders had already briefly explained the important significance of this mission, and I would like to emphasize two more points: First, the current enemy situation is serious, the entire military region is facing more than 70,000 enemies, and our sub-region is facing more than 30,000 enemies, and the entire base area has been reduced to a pot of porridge, and you must overcome all difficulties and resolutely complete the escort mission."

After speaking, Director Cheng looked at the angry Yang Bangzi and said: "There are 28 escort detachments, 21 prisoners, and 7 escort personnel, with Comrade Yang Daye as the captain of the detachment, and the temporary party group is in charge of Comrade Feng Dakun to assist and supervise the completion of the detachment's tasks. ”

Yang Bangzi's eyes stared directly at the red-faced man with drooping eyelids, and said in his heart, "It turns out that your name is Feng Dakun."

"After dinner, after the mission officer of the county party committee who is responsible for assisting in the escort comes, you will go to collect the prisoners, Comrade Yang Daye, and then you will arrange for people to go to the logistics department of the sub-district in a while, and receive the weapons and ammunition assigned to you, as well as food and salary, today's dinner will be subsidized by the Political Department, count me as a treat!"

After speaking, Director Cheng took out a few rough edge tickets from his jacket pocket and put them on the table.

Yang Bangzi walked up a few steps, grabbed the border ticket and stuffed it back, the director blocked his hand and said, "You big black face, I didn't want to invite you to dinner!" This is done according to policy, you bunny! If you can't complete the task, be careful to come back, I'll pick your skin! ”

Yang Bangzi hurriedly saluted and sent the director out of the door with a smile.