"We are all sharpshooters, every bullet destroys an enemy, we are all flying troops, even if the mountains are high and the water is deep・・・・・・"

The singing came from outside the hospital, but why did it feel a little awkward to listen to? It's nothing to change the lyrics, and it's outrageous! Xiao Liangzi, who was brushing the horse, said in his heart, which two stunned people sang so ugly!

"On the high hill・・・・・・" The word "Gang" had just fallen to the ground, and a gray shadow crashed into the courtyard.

If it is a spirited little soldier who carries a gun and sings "Song of the Guerrillas" in the afternoon sun, then everyone will cheer!

Or a few female hygienists or something heroic female soldiers, you and I sang one by one and walked into the hospital, and everyone was also pleasing to the eye and called a haode!

But now in this situation, everyone in the courtyard, including Xiao Liangzi, who was stunned at this time, didn't know what to do.

I saw our comrade Yang stick, holding a freshly broken willow strip in his hand, shaking and beating, stepping on Yangge steps under his feet, and singing like a ghost crying wolf howl in his mouth, breaking into the courtyard, and making a gesture. On a big black face, the black hole mouth with a missing front tooth is grinning at Xiao Liangzi.

It was a wonderful appearance, and before people could react, the stables were gone. Qinghai Cong, who was enjoying the caress of Xiaoliangzi's horse brush with his eyes closed, was the first to be unhappy. Ma said in his heart, if the singing is ugly, you will endure it, are you looking for a kick in this posture that is more terrifying than Zhu Bajie's daughter-in-law!

In 1939, the Ma Lu Brigade of the Qinghai Majia Army was transferred to Suide, and when passing through the border area, he wanted to take advantage of the road to turn in but was blocked by the Eighth Route Army.

Ma Jiajun in the Northwest and we have endless grudges, not to mention borrowing the way, if it weren't for the four words "united anti-Japanese war" pressed on the head, then the enemy would be very red when he sees the enemy.

On the eve of the evacuation, Ma Lu had a long talk with the commander of the negotiation team all night, and when Tianming broke up, he gave his crotch to Qinghai Cheng, who had been fighting with him for many years, to the negotiating opponent.

Do you think, the war horse that never trembles in the rain of bullets, listened to Yang Stick's singing, and looked at such a miserable appearance, his stomach hurt vigorously, can it not be angry!

Qinghai Cheng opened his eyes angrily, hissed, and with a strain of his hind legs, his body stood up, and his two front legs kicked a few times in the air. After his legs hit the ground, he foamed at the foam, shook his body, squeezed over the small beam that wanted to hold it, and ran towards Yang Stick!

It's too late, that's fast, Yang Stick is really good! Just as the horse's hoofs were about to kick his big black face, he rolled on his side and flashed to the bottom of the steps of the main house, and then pressed his hands to the ground, and jumped to the threshold.

Qinghai Cheng saw that a hoof didn't kick the big black man, shook his waist, shook the long horsehair on his neck, lowered his head, and rushed over to Yang Stick at the door of the main house again!

If you retreat, you'll be in the house! Yang Bangzi has this light in his heart! The heart says that people are unlucky to drink saliva and stuff their teeth! After Lao Tzu was confined and confined even the beasts dared to bully me!

Holding his breath, sinking his waist, arching his back, buckling his feet, his left shoulder falling slightly, and his right arm tightened, Yang Stick's eyes widened and aimed at Qinghai Cong's head.

With a "whoosh", a cool breeze flashed in his ears, and a figure swung in front of Yang Bangzi.

At this moment, spraying white foam, the front hooves of Qinghai Skull, who were jumping angrily, had already stepped on a section of the steps of zuihou, and was about to stand up and rise up to give the big black man a "hoof cannon", but unfortunately, at the last moment, a pair of iron tong-like hands pulled the halter fiercely. Qinghai skulled a few times, unable to break free, and kicked the ground with his front hooves.

"Huh~~!" The right hand of the person who came clasped the horse's halter tightly, and his mouth softly made a sound that made Qinghai Cheng stop, and his left hand patted the neck of the horse's mane flying, which was really strange, and the horse that was roaring and jumping just now lowered his horse's head, shook his neck, and half-closed his eyes.

One thing down one thing! Yang Bangzi annoyed Qinghai Cong, but some people were stunned to subdue the angry horse, this person was none other than Qinghai Cong's master, the commander!

"I don't have a bag of cigarettes! Do you have! I didn't look at your fancy face for three minutes! What's wrong again! ”

Handed the reins back to Xiao Liangzi who ran over, turned around, and the commander scolded Yang Stick for a bloody squirt.

Yang Bangzi's grievance! The heart said that I went to wash my face, pouted a wicker, sang a few words, and twisted Yangge twice, who the hell am I messing with! Even a flat-haired brute is running around the yard with my ass!

The commander raised his legs and walked into the back room, and by the way, he kicked Yang Stick, who was still arched and his neck was hunched, and shouted: "Enter the house!" Get the mission to go! ”

let out a sigh of relief, like a deflated ball, and was just about to turn around and follow the commander into the house with hatred, when the Qinghai skull actually excreted a lot of steaming horse manure and eggs at Yang Stick!

It's fun! The people in the courtyard who watched the excitement all shouted daxiao! The angry Yang stick gritted his teeth, and he was angry and didn't sprinkle it, and his heart said that sooner or later, you will be a horse who doesn't look away! He scolded dozens of sentences in his stomach, "You have a plank in the first place", but he still didn't have a rut, and followed the commander into the inner room.

After listening listlessly to the political commissar's reading out of the brief mission provisions, he folded the appointment written on yellow straw paper and stuffed it into the pocket of his torn military uniform.

The head of the regiment asked Yang Bangzi and the political commissar to get back the guns that had been seized because of confinement, lit up the escort team members who were attached to them, and then went to the Guo family compound on Xiwangzhuang Cross Street to find the county magistrate Wen of the county government and go to the prison to pick up the prisoners together.

The political commissar Lao Niu was about to walk to the west wing, and Yang Bangzi was still in the immovable nest at the door of the east house, hanging his head, picking his neck with his hands uncomfortably, and pulling the corners of his clothes.

"What to do! Don't go yet! Wait for me to send someone to carry a sedan chair to you! The commander sitting on the earthen kang turned his back to the door and said angrily.

"What, what, old squad leader, it's not that I don't want to go, I have a little situation to report."

Yang Bangzi leaned against the door frame and replied to the commander's question.

"What's going on? What the hell is going on in your black head? The commander turned his head and raised his eyebrows, glancing at the unconscious subordinate who was grinding at the door like a little daughter-in-law.

"Then I'll just say it, I haven't done this errand even if I touched it, old squad leader, you say, do you have to give two sets of rope to pick a raw melon and egg to sell livestock, we are not familiar with the guy from the county government, what about the leader?"

After listening to this, the commander said in his heart, this black guy is really bold and careful, a little bit of black Zhang Fei, this is reasonable, this mission is not equipped with three taels of good hands to help, I am afraid that he is alone.

After pondering for a while, the commander said: "You go to the county government to report first, and I will discuss with Regiment Commander Liu and them, and equip you with a few capable men, you can go first." ”

"What, what, old squad leader, I still have a small situation to report."

"You bunny! Grinding and chirping and old ladies race! If you have a fart, you can let it go in one go! Look at your cowardice! ”

The commander suddenly threw the document in his hand onto the kang table, and kicked Yang Stick angrily.

With a knock on his heels, Yang "snapped" and looked at the commander with a gloomy face.

"Report Chief! The rifling of my eight boxes is almost smoothed! It's still old! I asked for a new gun! ”

After speaking, Yang Bangzi looked at the commander with happy and beautiful eyes.

"I said, you big black donkey, why do you always do this and that! You still have that little bit of fancy intestines, and you can hide it from me? Go ahead! Whose gun do you have a crush on? ”

The commander didn't even have to think about it to know that this guy had the idea of shooting again.

"Old squad leader, my southern fourteen-style broken king eight box is really not easy to use, and the 8mm bullets are too difficult to get, and I am not willing to lose them, so Lao Li of the repair institute will help me turn over the bullets, and now there are only 5 bullets in total."

As soon as Yang Bangzi mentioned his eight boxes of gun gas, he didn't fight one place, this was captured in the Battle of Yansu Cliff in 39 years, and it was quite a novelty when he first used it, and slowly Yang Bangzi found that this southern pistol was really difficult to use!

The bolt is old and stuck, especially in the cold weather in winter, and in the rainy days in summer and autumn, there are many failures, and later I heard that even the devil officers do not like to be equipped with this kind of ugly pistol, and would rather pay for it themselves.

The commander also knew that Wang Ba's box was difficult to use, and he himself had used it for a while, but later found that the gun was too uncomfortable and gave it to local comrades. Yang Bangzi asked for a change of gun, and he still supported it in his heart.

"I see that the fast and slow machine on Xiao Liangzi's strap is quite new, why didn't I see him carrying it a while ago?"

Yang Bangzi took two steps forward, bent down, and approached the commander in front of the kang table with a salivating face.

"What! I said that you kid is not at ease when you are struggling here! I've got my gun! ”

The commander slapped the table, and an oil lamp on the table jumped and fell to the ground.

Yang Stick caught the fallen oil lamp, straightened his waist, respectfully put the oil lamp back on the table, retreated to the door, and muttered in a low voice: "Anyway, if you don't give me that gun, I won't go to the county government to report!" ”

From Pingjiang to Ruijin, from Yuduhe to northern Shaanxi, from Yaodongzi to the Great Plain of North China, he Yang Bangzi and the commander have depended on each other for more than ten years. The friendship in exchange for his life, two guns are nothing, and the commander has given Yang a stick more guns.

However, these two guns, the commander was a little reluctant. This is still last year, Mr. Zhu went to Luoyang to meet Wei Lihuang in the First War Zone, and when he came back, Wei Lihuang gave Mr. Zhu a batch of firearms and ammunition, including 20 C96 Mauser 20-shot pistols from Germany.

The boss divided this batch of pistols into two parts, and the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei and Shanxi-Hebei-Lu-Henan border regions each got 10 of them, and the six divisions were brilliant in the battle of Yansu Cliff and the battle of Loess Ridge, and the natural commander monopolized two blue and slow machines.

These two guns are called the sharpshooters of the Sixth Division, and the commander has used them twice, once when receiving a delegation from the Kuomintang Autonomous Region, when he used this gun to hit the thrown clods of soil.

Once again, it was in the city to encounter the devil plainclothes team, the commander pulled out his gun in danger, and eliminated the six devils with 3 point shots, and the rest of the plainclothes team were lying in the grass with their heads in their hands and did not dare to move, and the commander and his party walked away.

Usually Xiao Liangzi followed behind the commander with this pair of guns, that is called a spirit, how many people sleep pondering these two guns, he Yang stick pondering is not a day or two, today I want to go, the face is really thick!

I thought it would be at least a stinky scolding and popping chestnuts, but the black stick was ready to be scolded, and he also thought of a trick to stalk. It's strange, there hasn't been any movement for a long time.

Yang Bangzi peeked at it, and the commander sat there cross-legged with an expressionless face, neither intently jumping like thunder, nor wanting to go down to the ground to teach him a lesson, and the black stick beat a drum in his heart.

"Xiao Liangzi! Xiao Liangzi! Yang Stick was blindly calculating, and the commander shouted loudly.

"Yes! Yes! Report to the chief! What's the matter? Xiao Liangzi ran into the back room without touching the ground.

"Take your holster and harness off your body."

Looking at the commander, looking at Yang Stick, Xiao Liangzi heard the commander's words, and didn't know what was going on, but he still hesitated to take off the tactical strap and gun holster and put them next to the kang table.