Chapter 2 Night Crossing Section 2 Two grenades

Just like a hungry green-eyed wolf seeing fresh meat, like a big smoker holding back for three days and seeing burning haode smoke bubbles, like diarrhea and finally finding a place where no one is around, Yang Stick jumped over with an arrow step unequivocally and held the holster in his arms.

"What for!" After an exclamation, Xiao Liangzi rushed over and grabbed the strap of the holster in Yang Bangzi's arms.

Yang Gongzi didn't speak, he moved to the door with the holster, Xiao Liangzi didn't speak, he pulled the strap with both hands and picked the ground with his two feet, and pulled back with a tense face and gritted his teeth.

"Xiao Liangzi, Xiao Liangzi! You let go, I agreed to borrow him for a few days. The commander softly called to his guard.

"No! No way! No one can borrow him! The Lord who eats chickens and does not pluck their feathers! Xiao Liangzi was about to cry, he was small, and his strength was not as great as Yang's stick, and he was pulled to the door little by little.

"Liangzi! Liangzi! Let go! Obedient! The commander looked at the scene of the two of them like a tug-of-war, and shouted Xiao Liangzi a little helplessly.

"Don't let go! Don't let go! Give it to him, what is the commander for! There will be a war right away! Xiao Liangzi was also really anxious, he couldn't drag Yang Stick, so he simply stretched out his right leg, came to a coiled leg, and the whole person stuck to Yang Stick, two hands reached into the arms of the stick, grabbed the gun holster, tightened his neck, and used his head to push Yang Stick's chin.

"Oops! Oops! This bastard, how is it like a wolf! ”

Xiao Liangzi held it on the top, and just saw that the black hand claws of Yang Stick were on the side of his mouth, and without hesitation, he bit down hard with a mouth, and just bit it with the top, Yang Stick except for "Oops" twice, scolded, but didn't let go.

Seeing Yang stick dragging Xiaoliangzi, the two of them were about to reach the door, and suddenly, I don't know if something tripped or stepped on something, the two people who were torn together shook a few times, stumbled twice, and fell to the ground with a "poof", raising a cloud of dust.

"Let go!"

"Not really!"

"Bunny, you belong to a dog! Oops! Oops! ”

Two black shadows rolled around on the ground, and from time to time two sentences of scolding popped up, and the commander didn't care, he simply rolled a cannon barrel and smoked it, and the smoke of "poof, poof" was quite beautiful.

The people in the outer room heard the sound of kicking and puffing in the wing, and they boldly leaned to the door and peeked at the door frame, and timidly stood on the stool and stretched their necks to tiptoe to see.

These two are unprovoked masters, and no one dares to go up to pull the rack, besides, the commander of the family is cross-legged, sitting on the kang, smiling and watching the excitement, who is stupid to go up and obstruct that eye.

Besides, neither of them is a good product, and Yang Stick's veteran Youzi relies on the commander's preference, and he is arrogant and domineering, which annoys him! Xiao Liangzi took a chicken feather as an arrow, followed the tiger's ass and faked the battle, and there were few who didn't bother him.

It's time to open your eyes today and see who of these two cowhide coaxing guys can whom!

"What are you doing! What to do! Outside the crowd watching the excitement on the third floor and the outer three floors, the low but deafening voice startled everyone, and subconsciously dodged a way for the visitors.

"Get up! What does it look like! race! ”

The political commissar of the division, who had just rushed back from the front line in the east, had not yet drunk a sip of water as soon as he entered the door, so he watched such a good show first, trained the two on the ground, and saw that he had no intention of getting up, so he turned his head and looked at the commander on the kang coldly.

The commander was spicy with a mouthful of smoke, choked with his hands, and was burned by the sparks that floated down from the half-cut cigarette in his hand.

Political Commissar Wang stepped forward in one step and slapped the cigarette in the commander's hand to the ground.

"Which shit? Lao Tzu's smoke! ”

The cold smoke was knocked out, and his eyes were still hotly scratched, and the troubled commander scolded and raised his head to see who was so bold!

"Yikes! O commissar! When will you be back? Have you eaten it? Seeing that it was the political commissar, the commander smiled and turned his tone and said that he stepped down from the kang.

"It's pretty laid-back! Comrade Lao Huang, what's going on, one of your old subordinates, one of your guards, is tearing right under your nose, you think you are beating a gong and playing monkey! ”

Political Commissar Wang slammed the kang table with the horsewhip in his hand, and said solemnly to the commander.

"A political commissar is a political commissar, that is, there is a level of theory! It was immediately clear that I was born as a monkey. ”

The commander smiled evilly, grabbed the political commissar's arm with both hands, pressed the person on the kang and sat down without saying anything, snatched the horse whip from the political commissar's hand, turned around and walked to the door, whipped the whip on the door frame, and threw down a pile of dirt surface, and several people with big eyes who looked lively were squinted at that time.

"Have you seen enough! Get out of here! What to do, what to do! ”

This whip and a roar, like a big broom, swept away dozens of rare people at once.

There was no one outside the door, and the commander turned his head, squinting at the two melons and eggs on the ground who were still fighting, and the tip of the horsewhip in his hand trembled slightly.

"Smack! Syllable! The two crisp whips echoed in the dilapidated house that leaked everywhere, and the busy people in the outhouse were all startled, and they stuck out their tongues, and they didn't have to guess that the two wrestling masters in the house had been whipped.

Yang Stick touched his back with both hands, Xiao Liangzi covered his ass and jumped all over the ground, and the gun holster was thrown on the ground between the two, and in the cloud of dust, it changed from the hot thing you fought for just now to a cold commodity that no one cared about.

"Lao Huang, why are you violating discipline again!" Sitting on the edge of the kang, the angry political commissar Wang rushed over and snatched the whip that the commander had raised again.

The commander didn't even look at the political commissar, sat down on the edge of the kang, rolled up a cannon barrel, took a puff and said: "You have a high consciousness, you can deal with it!" ”

The commander's surname is Huang, and since he became the regiment commander during the Red Army, he and the appointed political commissar can't pee in a pot.

In less than a year, for five days and five nights on the south bank of the Xiangjiang River, a regiment full of 1,400 people, 900 people died on the battlefield together with Political Commissar Chen.

Until he became the deputy commander of the Sixth Division, he and the top leaders at that time did not like each other.

Do you think, Commander Huang is a master who leads the soldiers to play with his life with a bayonet, and the enemy's intestines, heads and feet are not blinking, can he look at his superiors who are engaged in political work and can't throw grenades 10 meters away?

After being awkward for more than half a year, in the end the lawsuit reached President Nie, considering the heavy burden on the shoulders of the Sixth Division, Wang Zheng was appointed and Commander Huang was corrected.

At first, the commander did not take the white-skinned political commissar Wang seriously, and once again used a whip to teach the battalion directly under the division that he did not eat the devil's turret, but let the reinforced devils bite the battalion commander who killed dozens of soldiers, and was snatched by the political commissar and thrown out of the wall.

Commander Huang snorted and said, "Where is the old owl noisy and annoying?" Raising his hand, he flew the old eagle's nest on the old poplar tree outside the middle wall of the stone, and the old eagle in the nest screamed and flew up in fright, chirping and hovering at the top of the tree.

Political Commissar Wang picked up a broken bowl, glanced at the flying owl, and said: "A high voice is not called ability!" As soon as he raised his hand, the old eagle called "Wow Wow" was hit by the bowl and its feathers fell off.

When Commander Huang saw this hand, he suddenly remembered that he had seen this guy.

When the second attack on Loushan Pass, seeing that the soldiers who were attacking in the rain were suppressed in front of the enemy's position, Commander Huang, who was the battalion commander after the downsizing, was also in a hurry and had no choice.

At this time, a figure jumped up like lightning among the brother troops under the earthen cliff not far away, flashing and moving in the dense fire of the enemy, and every time he leaned down and jumped up again, he raised his hand, and the white dog who leaned out on the slope and shot must have fallen with a scream.

Soon this man approached the enemy's trench, and after continuous crawling advances, he jumped up and jumped into the enemy's fortifications, and a large blade flew up and down, splitting seven or eight enemies in an instant.

This person who has a flying stone stunt is the political commissar Wang, Commander Huang recognized the one who made contributions to Loushanguan, and was completely convinced, this time he was able to urinate in a pot, and the dog's temper was much more restrained.

Today, he first went back to Xiwangzhuang to preside over the breakout meeting, and the political commissar led the troops directly under the subdivision to the eastern front to reinforce and respond to the local organs.

The political commissar leaned over and picked up the holster on the ground, patted the soil, walked slowly to the kang and gently placed the holster on the kang table.

"Tell me what's going on?"

"Report to the commissar! The commander said that this gun will replace my old gun for the mission, and Xiao Liangzi will not let me take it away, and it will bite people! ”

Yang Stick is not stupid at all, this will be caught! I'm going to sue first.

After listening to this, the political commissar looked at Lao Huang, who was smoking a cigarette in silence, and estimated in his heart that what Yang Bangzi said was the truth.

"Xiao Liangzi, is Comrade Yang Daye telling the truth?"

"Report to the political commissar, yes, yes, that's the case, but this gun was rationed to the commander by the boss, I can't bear it!" Xiao Liangzi is not very old after all, and after finishing speaking, he first shed tears aggrievedly.

"What to cry about! Are the tears and balls dropped by the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army? I've been in the army for three years, and which of the rules and regulations has bitten my comrades! Tell me about it! This is a revolutionary comrade, not a little devil, with such a big hatred? ”

After saying something, Xiao Liangzi stopped sobbing, lowered his head and didn't say anything.

"What are guns for? Xiao Liangzi said let's take a look. After the political commissar finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and took the commander's cigarette purse containing tobacco shreds, rolled up a cannon, and pierced on the edge of the kang, and fired on the old Huang's half-cut cigarette.

"Yes, yes, devil fighter." Xiao Liangzi replied weakly.

"Then how many devils did you shoot with this shot?"

"No, I haven't fought before, but the commander has beaten 6 devils."

"Comrade Yang Daye, report on the number of devils, traitors, and puppet soldiers you reported to the regiment headquarters this year." The political commissar flicked off the cigarette ash and said to Yang Bangzi, who was rubbing his red and swollen hand that was bitten by Xiao Liangzi, and inhaling cool air.

Yang Bangzi heard the political commissar ask him, shook his hand, straightened his waist, squinted at Xiao Liangzi and said, "Report to the political commissar!" The number of enemies destroyed reported for verification was 23 devils, 6 traitors, 45 puppet soldiers, and the recalcitrant army and reactionary militia groups were not counted. ”

After speaking, he raised the corners of his mouth proudly, and raised his head to look at his little Liangzi, making a grimace.

"Have you heard, if a gun can't kill the enemy to the maximum extent, stay in the holster of the gun, hang it on your waist, what's the use, when it can be used as an ornament to drive the little devil out of China?"

The commander quietly extended a thumbs up to the political commissar, who pretended not to see it, and then said: "Comrade Yang Daye was officially appointed by the organization to carry out a special task, and the commander assigned these two guns to him, which was for the needs of him to successfully complete the task. ”

As soon as the high hat was pressed, Xiao Liangzi, who was originally aggrieved, rolled down in a string of tears.

"You and Comrade Yang Daye have different division of labor, but they are both for one purpose, to drive the little devils out of China, don't you understand this truth? If you don't give it, I think you should be locked up! After speaking, the political commissar pressed the cigarette butt that had been smoked and the remaining piece of paper in his hand and put it at the foot of the kang.

Political Commissar Wang walked up to Xiao Liangzi, who twitched his shoulder, patted him on the back, and said in a gentle tone: "Okay, think about what I said, go ahead, find Director Liang of the Political Department to get another gun." After speaking, he led Xiao Liangzi out of the house.

The commander looked at Yang Stick, Nunu mouth, Yang Stick was like a holy decree, pounced up, held the holster in his arms, this touched, this looked, rejoiced like a child who had a cannon fight during the New Year.

Just when it wasn't enough, the political commissar Wang came in again, with his hands behind his back, standing in front of Yang Bangzi, who was fiddling with twenty rings, and stretched out the hand behind his back, and the eyes of the commander and Yang Bangzi were immediately attracted by the things in the political commissar's hand.

"Yikes! Melon grenade! Good stuff! ”

"Hey! The commissar has stock! Even I hid it! ”