"I didn't work hard, I can't waste food if I have a baby after education!" Yang Bangzi met Feng Dakun standing there looking at him with a serious face, muttered a few words, and let go of his hand.

"Didn't make a effort? Look! What's the matter, these ears are all bigger! Feng Dakun ignored Yang Stick's muttering, walked over and touched Captain [***]'s red and swollen ears, turned his head and pestle Yang Stick and punched it.

"Who the hell is so delicate, who smashed the basin and jumped high and said that he was resistant, just pulling his ears and shouting like killing a pig, beating the surname!" Yang Bangzi rolled his eyes with disdain, and looked at the post-born son who was sitting on the ground and screaming in pain with disdain.

"Comrade Yang Daye, in my capacity as the leader of the party group, I formally lodge a protest with you, and I ask the party group to hold a meeting to discuss your mistreatment of prisoners." I'm used to hearing the way I don't speak without "mother", and such an "official" language came out of Leng Buding, and Yang Bangzi listened to this thorn on his body!

"Okay! Yes! Meeting! I thought I would send a helper, who would want to get a father! ”

"I'm willing to call Dad, I don't object, but it's better to call it in private." Feng Dakun listened to Yang Stick's words, and pushed back with a smile, and the angry black stick opened his mouth and stared dryly.

"Okay! Party group dad! You can take care of it! Lao Tzu eats! ”

Yang Bangzi said that he was a little muddy, but he really didn't make much trouble with his superiors and the organization, after all, he regarded the army as his home, and no matter how much trouble the organization and comrades had, they were relatives.

was choked by the leader of the Feng group, swallowed and foamed, went down the steps, gave the snickering Xiao Liangzi a kick, and dragged them back to the main house to eat together.

"What's your name? Where is your hometown? Is there anyone else in the family? Feng Dakun looked at Yang Bangzi and snorted back to the main room, turned around and asked him while pulling the offspring on the ground.

"My name is Gao Yufeng, the son of the Gao family."

The boss of the latter reluctantly got up from the ground, did not salute, and replied dejectedly.

"Gao's fort? Surname Gao? Have you heard of Gao Guangda? Feng Dakun groaned slightly, and asked again.

The offspring also rubbed his red and shiny ears with pity, and was a little stunned when he heard this stranger who looked quite kind ask this. After a few turns in my mind, I replied: "That's my father, it was gone last year, and I didn't hear it until I got home." ”

"Oh, it turned out to be President Gao's son, well, your father is good, sacrificed for the resistance, I know about this."

The chief of the public security section opened his mouth to interject, and asked Feng Dakun to wave his hand and press back.

"Yes! Yes! I listened to the people on the fort talk about it, my father is good, the little devil Wang Ba's donkey ball ball! This revenge must be avenged! Hou Shengzi clenched his fists excitedly and clenched his teeth and shouted.

"Revenge must be avenged! Your father was betrayed by Han Annihilation, saying that he helped the Eighth Road to procure supplies, and was arrested by the devil to torture to death, is there anyone else in your family? ”

"In 35 years, I went as a soldier, and the year the devil came, my father sent my mother and my younger brothers and sisters to a relative's house in Shanxi, and last year I heard that the place was also hit by a military disaster, and I didn't bring a letter for more than half a year."

After saying these words, Hou Shengzi's clenched fist slowly loosened, his teeth were tightly closed, and his eyes were a little wet.

"Don't be sad, these accounts have to be counted on the head of the little devil, you mother and I believe it will be fine, go, follow me."

Feng Dakun stretched out his hand to support the shoulders of the young son, and motioned for the chief of the security section to stay where he was, looking at the other prisoners who were eating.

The two went out of the door of the wing, and in the yard, the members of the district team were busy eating dinner together.

Feng Dakun didn't say anything, smiled at the big guy, and led the descendant straight to the grinding plate surrounded by the team members.

The stone mill let the village clear the road, leaving a clean grinding plate, a platform used by the team members to make a dining table and a platform for wiping weapons, and on this time, a basket made of straw and a clay pot were placed on it.

Lao Feng looked down at the basket and saw that there were still a few pieces of black and mushy cakes in the basket, reached out and took out a piece, broke off a small piece, turned around and handed it to Captain Gao, and then brought the crockpot and jar over, and used the rice spoon to hold out half a spoon of gray paste with a little green leaves.

Captain Gao, the [***] officer, frowned, pinched the cake with his fingers, first leaned into his nose and smelled it, a sour smell, there was a smell of swill, and he wrinkled his nose.

He took the rice spoon handed over by Comrade Feng again, raised it in front of his eyes, looked at the paste made of something he didn't know what it was, and frowned.

Lao Feng motioned for Hou Shengzi to taste it, Captain Gao hesitated a little, and only after making a lot of determination did he lick the gray paste with his tongue and smack his mouth, "Phew! Bah! He turned his head and spat out two pools of saliva.

The black paste cake also bit off a small piece with his teeth, and before he chewed it a few times, he spit it on the ground, and Lao Feng and the team members looked at him with a smile and didn't say anything.

"What kind of food is this! What it's made of! Why is it so unpalatable! You still have a throat! Hou Shengzi put the rice spoon in his hand back into the crockpot jar, and the black cake flung back to the basket.

"The cake is mixed with bran and bean cake, steamed with some cornmeal, and we call it anti-war cake."

"It's delicious! Hungry after eating! I can't yet! Before Lao Feng finished speaking, a naughty team member looked at the edge of the earthen bowl with chopsticks and shouted a few words in a tone.

The big guys laughed, and the captain of the district team raised his chopsticks and knocked the mischievous team member twice, and the team member stuck out his tongue and made a grimace to hide aside.

"No wonder it smells rancid, so what is this mush made of?" Hou Shengzi listened to the team member's words, but he really didn't smile, and continued to ask with a serious face.

"This is simple, the black beans are ground finely, mixed with some sweet potato seedlings and wild vegetables or something, captain, what kind of leaf is this green star idea today?" Feng Dakun gave birth to a child after answering, and he wondered why he didn't know this green leaf?

"Well, the hill onion is chopped and mixed up." The captain squatted down and said, holding the bowl.

"I said, I don't see what kind of leaf it is, it's still a rarity."

"But it's not, the second baby and a few of them went to Dongshanyu and came back to pull it out, but it was not easy to find it in the mountains in previous years." After listening to the captain's words, Feng Dakun understood in his heart that the villagers of ten miles and eight towns had been transferred, and no one picked this sought-after mountain and wild vegetables, but he couldn't say it clearly to this descendant.

"What? Do you fight devils and don't pay for your army? Or did you let the top deduct something? Hou Shengzi asked strangely when he saw that these people with guns were eating these things that were not in the mouth.

The team members looked at this fresh offspring, and they all smiled and didn't answer, Lao Feng took over and said: "The Eighth Route Army has no military salary, we are rationed, and since last year, your Chairman Jiang has also stopped our military salary and ammunition supply. ”

Captain [***] was stunned when he heard this, and thought to himself that it was the first time that he had heard about the troops who were still fighting without pay!

It can be seen that Hou Shengzi is a little unconvinced, Lao Feng continued: "Our ration system is implemented according to several standards, there are rations of grain and vegetables, oil and salt, and some troops can also have a small amount of subsidies every month. ”

"It's really fake! Don't pay and still fight! I became a company commander last year for more than 80 yuan a month! "Hou Shengzi really doesn't believe his ears, [***] Captain's monthly salary was more than 100 legal dollars before the war, and it was slightly reduced during the war, and there were seventy or eighty, and Mr. Zhu of the Eighth Route Army only had 5 yuan a month, who would believe it!

"As far as I know, your 84th Division's monthly salary must be 4 or 50,000 yuan, the division commander himself can take a small 20,000 yuan, and the remaining hundreds of officers will be divided into one cent, and it will be a few dollars in the hands of the soldiers.

The [***] captain lowered his head, not to mention the division commander, the military salaries in [***] are all packaged, and the chairman of the committee is contracted to the central army and the local army, and these troops are also covered by layers of skin, and his small company commander still eats 16 vacancies, deducting one-third of the company's military salary, he is not bad, and generally eats half of the military salary.

However, he is still a little unconvinced, this gang of people with guns in ordinary people's clothes is a guerrilla at best, do you also eat this in the regular army of the Eighth Road? Thinking of this, Hou Shengzi raised his head to look at Lao Feng again, and then looked at the main room.

Lao Feng understood that this was not convinced, smiled, and pulled the little captain into the main room.

Seeing Lao Feng enter the house, Yang Bangzi quickly slipped off his leg on the edge of the kang and shouted at them with chopsticks.

"Lao Feng! Hurry up, hurry up! I'll keep it for you! Today's preferential treatment! The comrades in the county added a dish of red pepper to us! ”

Swept around the food on the table, and now [***] Captain believed Lao Feng's words, the regular Eighth Road and the dirt Eighth Road in the courtyard ate the same meals, and the arrogance just now was pressed by himself.

Yang Bangzi laughed dryly, coldly pouted at the descendant who was standing behind Lao Feng, raised his voice and said: "I thought I didn't treat you as people, you see, we will eat these things when we see the sky, and we still fight hard with bayonets and little devils, and you still throw bowls!" I haven't drunk the pure stick noodles for two years! ”

"We are rationed every day is two catties and two taels, two dollars for oil, and two dollars for salt, but the oil and salt are often interrupted, and the vegetable gold can be issued every month, but the people in the base area are poor, and they can't spend the vegetable money, and most of them have been donated, and the villagers have been relieved of the disaster."

Lao Feng interrupted Yang Stick's howl and explained the "military salary" and its usefulness to the descendants.

Captain Gao couldn't say anything anymore, turned around by himself, returned to the west wing, squatted on the stool, drank porridge and nibbled yam eggs.

Yang stick was quite convinced, stretched out his thumb and tilted at Lao Feng, blinked his small eyes, and said with a smile: "Feng Dayan, there is a set!" Hurry up and eat! ”

"You black stick! How do you know a nickname! Lao Feng scolded Yang Stick while holding the mush.

Yang Bangzi smiled, peeking at the old five, the old five was drinking paste expressionlessly, the big one lowered his head and gnawed on the cake and obviously held back a bad smile, Xiao Liangzi and Xiao Tick were stupidly playing on their shoulders in the kang.

At the dinner table, two things were finalized, one was that Yang Stick asked the big guy to gather the weapons he brought, and the other was brought back to the logistics department of the division by the big one, Xiao Liangzi, and Xiao Dida, and he made a list and brought back a batch of weapons and equipment.

The second is that Feng Dayan proposed that after the meal, all 21 prisoners were interrogated by Yang Bangzi, Lao Wuzi and him, and met to understand what charges they were all responsible for.

Weapons and equipment, the big guy can be noisy for a long time, the individual is wearing a guy who has been used for a long time, and he is unwilling to change it when he is familiar with it, or Yang Stick shouted for a long time with the help of a loud voice, before he persuaded everyone, there is only one reason, the escort mission is different from the previous mission, and the short guy and sufficient ammunition can cope with the changeable environment and enemy situation.

After reading the list made by Yang Bangzi, I still admire this kid's heart, and in terms of firepower configuration, Yang Bangzi, the commander of the long-term front-line operation, still has the absolute right to make decisions.

The big one and the three of them took the appointment of the division and the list of Yang sticks, and went to the repair office north of Zhuangzi to find the logistics department.

Lao Feng watched the prisoners finish dinner, called the chief of the security section who had just locked the door, and explained the decision to interrogate the prisoners, and the section chief was busy looking for someone to make arrangements.

One by one, the members of the district squad lifted the prisoners out of their cells and took them to the main room for a passage.

Lao Feng presided over the trial, Yang Bangzi was the deputy judge, and Lao Wuzi recorded, saying that it was arraignment, but in fact, it was the roster brought by the section chief, and the subordinates were dealt with one by one, and they had a general understanding of how to come in, and the prisoners who were initially circled and guarded were preliminarily determined.

In this arraignment, Yang Stick's head is big! What a mess these people are!

In terms of identity, there are [***], there are eight roads, there are merchants, there are small landlords, there are artists, there are craftsmen, there are beggars, there are unemployed vagrants, there are tomb robbers, there are thieves, there are abductors, and there are gangsters with hob meat! The last two who came were pimps and prostitutes! Yang Bangzi said in his heart that his grandmother has legs, and it is not easy to get together if she wants to!

As for the crimes that have not yet been confirmed, there are deserters, deserters, counterfeit medicines, stealing offerings, running away with other people's gowns, digging graves in the middle of the night, abducting women, quietly returning to their hometowns to bury gold and silver, chopping pigs to chop people, storytellers and arrangers, and some holding guillotines to chop people.

The head is so big! When a circle of prisoners saw it, if it hadn't been for a few pots of good tobacco leaves given by Lao Feng, Yang's stick head would have exploded! I really regret taking this errand.

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