"Yo, Monk Wei is practicing martial arts again!"

Yuan Pengfei blurted out subconsciously.

But in an instant, he remembered that after Monk Wei was rescued by Political Commissar Zhao, he became Commissar Zhao's guard.

Usually this kid doesn't do anything else, just practice some martial arts learned from the temple in the courtyard of the regiment headquarters, which can be described as very leisurely.

Wei Dayong raised it again, and only after making up a hundred of them did he put down the stone barbell in his hand.

"Isn't this our Company Commander Yuan, what are you doing here today, isn't it possible that you're rubbing rice again!"

The company is poor, and even Yuan Pengfei, the company commander, can't pick the door. Other cadres come when they have something to do, and they stay in their places of residence honestly when they have nothing to do, and they don't come out to hang out.

Only Yuan Pengfei, the company commander, ran to the regiment headquarters every once in a while, and he could do something if he had nothing to do. Even if the matter is solved, he can wait for the meal with a cheeky face, and he has to make up a meal with a dead face.

This is well-known in the regiment headquarters, and the guys in the cooking class all know that as long as they see Yuan Pengfei, they always have to cook a meal for one person. Fortunately, other cadres can't learn this, and Political Commissar Zhao is an intellectual, so it's not good to criticize him too much, so this matter is exposed.

However, Yuan Pengfei in the 21st century still wants to be faced, and he can't be slandered like this.

He said with a straight face: "Monk Wei, you kid has a little virtue on your lips, and a company commander in my dignified house ran to the regiment headquarters just to have a meal?" You have to do two things to be worth it! ”

"Cut," Monk Wei was a little disdainful, he was about to refute, but he heard the political commissar in the room speak, "Wei Dayong, you don't say a few words, and there is a degree of joking." Yuan Pengfei come in! ”

"Yes, Commissar."

Monk Wei touched his head and reluctantly responded. For Political Commissar Zhao, the life-saving benefactor, he has always been very obedient.

Yuan Pengfei winked at the monk proudly, and entered the room in a hurry.

"Hello commissar!"

With a standard salute, Yuan Pengfei opened his teeth and was very excited. This is his idol, a real man who throws his pen from Rong.

Smiles are contagious, and Political Commissar Zhao couldn't help laughing, "You kid, there are not many ghost ideas, what's the matter?" ”

Yuan Pengfei put on a serious face, "Report to the political commissar, there are ten non-combat attrition in the third company of the first battalion, and these 1/10 soldiers have fallen ill, how can they go to the battlefield to fight devils!" ”

"That's it?" Zhao Gang glared at him and asked seriously.

Yuan Pengfei said with a straight face: "Political commissar, isn't this a small matter?" Isn't it worth paying attention to the combat attrition of 1/10, and we even reimbursed a squad of fighters in this way?

Shouldn't the regimental headquarters support two cotton clothes, medicinal herbs or something, and find a way to make the sick soldier get better as soon as possible! ”

His fox tail was still exposed, and the purpose of complaining was still to ask for support. After all, a crying child has milk to eat, and if you don't let your superiors know your suffering, how can you think of you when it is beneficial.

Political Commissar Zhao glanced at him and slapped the notebook in his hand on the table, "You kid is not the first, it's too late." ”

Yuan Pengfei took the notebook and looked at it, his face suddenly turned blue and white, if it wasn't for the political commissar, he would have scolded his mother.

He was still strange, when he went to the battalion commander to complain, the battalion commander had just listened to his report, so he sent him away without a word and asked him to come to the regiment headquarters to find a way.

It seems that these guys are very fast, and one by one they have come to the front of him, keeping him in the dark, who thinks he is clever.

12 people were wounded and sick in the first battalion and 12 in the second company,

There were 13 wounded and sick in the first company of the second battalion, 13 in the second company, and 15 in the third company, for a total of 41 wounded and sick.

Three battalions and one company...... Second ...... Triple ...... A total of 40 people were injured or sick.

In this way, the best situation belongs to their three companies, and this crying poor cry has become the richest, and there is no one left.

"Hiss," Yuan Pengfei gasped, looking distressed: "Political commissar, I didn't expect the situation of our independent regiment to be so bad, we should think of a way!"

Is there a combat mission in the regiment recently, I am the first to ask for battle in the third company, and I must let the little devil know that we know how powerful our independent regiment is. ”

What he said was not unreasonable, didn't he say the song of the guerrillas of the Eighth Route Army, there was no food or clothing, and the enemy sent it forward, there were no guns or cannons, and the enemy made it for us.

The little devils are very rich, and in addition to a full ration, each of them has canned beef or canned trout as a meal, as well as dried vegetables, pickled fish, dried fish, and shredded dried radish as accompaniments.

In my memory, there was a time when the independent regiment killed a convoy of the enemy, and the sweets alone consisted of: toffee, fruit candy, caramel sugar, chocolate, jelly, persimmons, canned fruit, and condensed milk.

All of them were good, the soldiers were reluctant to eat them, and the sugar was heated in their pockets, and a piece of sugar could last a month. Even the leaders of the brigade headquarters and division headquarters praised Li Yunlong a lot during that time, and the tail of Grand Master Li was raised to the sky.

Therefore, if you want to live a better life, you have to be ruthless to the devil.

Political Commissar Zhao didn't know that this Yuan Pengfei had changed his soul and was able to come up with such an idea by combining the existing memory and future vision. So the way I looked at him changed a little.

He said: "The whole regiment is shouting for war, and you are the third. ”

"Oh, who is more positive than me!" Yuan Pengfei asked in surprise.

He has brushed the bright sword ten times and engraved the spirit of the wild wolf in his mind, is there anyone who understands the spirit of the wild wolf better than him?

Zhao Gang: "The first one who screamed and wanted to fight was Regiment Commander Li, the second was Deputy Regiment Commander Kong Jie, and your kid was the third." ”

He wondered in his heart!

Kong Jie was a sinner who lost the battle and was almost nailed to the pillar of shame. Eager to find a tough battle to turn over, so he doesn't stop all the time, and he can't wait to fight right away.

Li Yunlong is a hungry wolf, if you let him not fight for ten days and a half months, he is itchy all over his body. What's more, the predicament in the regiment is in the eyes and hurts in the heart. I also anxiously want to go to the devil to grab a handful and give the soldiers some benefits for the New Year.

Both of them were the main leaders of the Independent Regiment, and they wanted to fight for their own reasons. But which garlic is this Yuan Pengfei, how did it pop out.

Before, I had never seen him so active in wanting to fight, eager to eat the flesh of devils and drink the blood of devils.

Don't you quarrel with Li Yunlong and reach his ears, right?

Just as he was about to talk, the courtyard suddenly became noisy, and Li Yunlong's smug laughter could be heard from afar.

Zhao Gang raised his eyebrows, knowing what Li Yunlong had taken advantage of.

They are now stationed near the Eighth Route Army Arsenal, and Zhang Wanhe, the head of logistics, is a native of Li Yunlong's Dabie Mountain, and he was an old acquaintance during the Red Army.

After Li Yunlong lost his temper with him this morning, he went to his fellow countrymen to fight the autumn breeze.

Zhao Gang walked out of the door and shouted outside: "Lao Li, what's the good thing, your face is about to bloom?" ”

Li Yunlong is like a general who has returned victoriously, walking and shaking, not to mention how proud.

"Lao Zhao, my Li Yunlong's face is still working, 20 boxes of grenades made in the border area, you Lao Zhao have to invite me to drink."

No matter how bad the grenades made in the border area are, it's good to be able to get some things back. Zhao Gang was also very happy, "Okay, I must invite you Lao Li to drink, of course I said that I am not allowed to ......"

"Don't get drunk," Li Yunlong skillfully continued the second half of the sentence, "Lao Zhao, you are good at everything, but this is not good." I, Li Yunlong, am I the one who gets drunk and delays things? ”

Zhao Gang was also helpless, Li Yunlong's habit couldn't be changed. But for the sake of 20 boxes of grenades, Zhao Gang didn't bother to bother with him. Turned around and went to direct the fighters to load and unload the grenades.

"Hello Commander!" Yuan Pengfei stood up and saluted, and then said with a smile: "Regiment Commander, I came to report the situation to you, and by the way, I came to ask for battle." There was no war for a few days, and there was no more material to consume.

Captain, aren't you good at drinking, give me a chance, Shanxi Fenjiu, Japanese sake, I'll snatch it back from the devil for you. ”

This is said in Li Yunlong's heart, and he has two hobbies, one is drinking, and the other is fighting. The only one who could urinate with him in a pot was Zhang Dabiao before.

But Zhang Dabiao's kid is a good hand at fighting, but he only drinks in and out, when can he have this kind of idea of thinking about the regiment commander.

He stood in front of Yuan Pengfei, patted him on the shoulder and said appreciatively: "You are Yuan Pengfei, the company commander of the third company of the first battalion!"

Why didn't Lao Tzu discover your talent before!

If you have an idea, stay at noon, Lao Tzu will reward you with two sips of wine first, don't let the devil fool you when the time comes. ”

"Thank you, Captain!"

Yuan Pengfei was so excited in his heart, he just wanted to sell well in front of his idols, and by the way, let himself mix up a little in the next days. I really didn't expect this kind of surprise.

There are no more than ten people who can beg for wine from Li Yunlong, a drunkard. It is definitely a great honor for him Yuan Pengfei to be one of them.

"Knock, knock, knock,"

Shells rang across the earth with a deafening roar. From afar, it reached the side of the Independent Regiment.

All of them seemed to be frozen, and there was still some wood in their heads. This is a base area, how can there be a sudden sound of cannons?

Li Yunlong quickly ran out of the courtyard and looked into the distance with a telescope.

"Where the cannon is fired, where is the cannon!"

Kong Jie, the deputy head of the regiment, ran out of the yard in surprise like a mouse whose tail had been stepped on by a cat.

Li Yunlong said excitedly: "It's a first-line direction, quickly, gather the troops immediately, there will definitely be a battle." ”

Kong Jie turned around and shouted, "Bugler, blow the emergency assembly number!" ”

The whole regiment gathered quickly and orderly in the midst of this rumbling cannon. At this moment, everyone's spirits are tense, and it seems that the next moment they will go to battle.

Without waiting for a moment, the phone of the regimental headquarters rang, and the brigade commander called a meeting of the cadres of the regiments for a pre-war military meeting.

On the one hand, Li Yunlong summoned the cadres of the whole regiment, and on the other hand, he had to observe the movements of the devils, so this arduous task was led by Zhao Gang, the political commissar recommended by Mao Sui.

And Yuan Pengfei, a little shrimp, no one can take care of him at the moment. The soju that Li Yunlong promised may have to wait until after the war.