Zhou Wanping sat in her office and stayed idle, she had seen Hu Yi depressed, but it shouldn't be like this, what was between Hu Yi and Su Qing? Now I remember that he was brought by Su Qing, and recalled Su Qing during the period of the Independent League, and finally realized that he and her must not be simple!

Outside the window, a figure walked by, and then the office door was pushed open directly without knocking, a female eight-way, young ten**, two braids hanging down in front of her shoulders, melon seed face cherry mouth, beautiful dazzling, natural beauty sinking fish and geese, a clean and tidy gray military uniform added a sense of vitality, after entering the door, he didn't say hello, and went straight to find water. Biquge.info.m

Zhou Wanping put down the pencil tip in her hand and smiled: "Great beauty, why is this virtue?

The other party was silent, drank half a glass of water, and then sat down at the desk, pouting with a calm and thin face: "Sister Zhou, have you gone to the political office to find me?"

"Hmm. But they said you were transferred?"

"I'm in the Advocacy Office now. I'm going to be a journalist!"

"Ah, reporter, haven't you only been in the political work office for a few days?"

"Don't mention it, didn't I try to avoid that model regimental commander! I said I didn't agree to it to my face, and he was still sticking to it! This time I'm going to go down to the grassroots level, the farther away the better, but guess what? He actually sent two guards from their regiment, and they followed me wherever I went. reported to the leader, and the leader also helped him say good things in turn, and he grew up like that and praised him for being a talent!"

Zhou Wanping's heartless and bright smile sounded in the room.

"Can you stop laughing? Is there anything like you? What are you looking for me?"

"Uh...... Yes, I almost forgot about it! When I was in the Independent Regiment, I had a good sister named Su Qing, who seemed to be under investigation, and I want to know what happened to her? Can you ask?"

"I'll ask you later, okay?"

"Why?"

"Because that Director Wang is also pursuing me!"

......

In the courtyard, several wounded people stared at a ward and whispered: "Why is he living in a ward alone?"

"How can he be a total human being, he is not injured at all!"

"Didn't hurt, didn't hurt him, came to the hospital, made excuses for being afraid of death, right? Our regiment has been like this!"

"That's right, I heard that he seems to be ...... Independent regiment?"

"Hey, Nurse Liu, you came just in time, can you blow out the fake wounded in that room?"

Xiao Liu, a nurse who was passing by, stopped and pouted at a few wounded people: "No! Because he is Sister Zhou's guard, he sacrificed his life to save Sister Zhou! If you guys are too tight, why do you have to go to the same room? Separate and get it, and now there is no shortage of beds! I'll rearrange your beds in a while!"

Several wounded people were trained by Nurse Liu to be stupid and dare to make a sound, not far away, the female eighth road who was leaving with a sad face also heard this, stopped for a while, and changed the route to the gate to the ward.

......

"Hello, my name is Song Xiaoci. ”

"I don't know you. ”

The other party only raised his eyelids once, and then continued to arrange the equipment placed on the hospital bed, tightened the armed belt around his waist, and obviously wanted to leave; he was so indifferent that he did not even answer his name, but embarrassed the person who entered the door so embarrassed that he did not know whether to advance or retreat.

"You're from the Independent Regiment?"

He didn't seem to hear or answer.

"This is going back to the group, right?"

He continued to pack his things, and took off the rifle hanging on the wall, which was a mid-formal, spotlessly polished.

"I'm a propaganda officer, I want your group to feed, why don't you speak?"

He finally raised his head and was expressionless for three seconds: "I'm hard of hearing." I'm sorry. Then he was busy with himself again.

"Oh. That one...... It's me who bothered me. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. ”

......

"Bad hearing?" Song Xiaoci, who returned from Zhou Wanping, suddenly smiled: "He does have a problem in his head!"

"Sister Zhou, Xiao Liu said he was your guard?"

"Sort of. There's always someone who wants to climb me. ”

"I... How...... I don't think he's the same?"

"It's no different. This is because you have not been to the front line. ”

"I want to go to the Independent Regiment"

"Desertion?"

"I'm going out to collect wind!"

"Go and call him. ”

"But he ......"

"Rest assured. Say I'm looking for him, I can't hear you!"

......

Song Xiaoci was originally a student, from a wealthy family and from a famous family, with patriotic enthusiasm and young rebellious heart, he traveled thousands of miles to join the Eighth Route Army. However, young people always can't consider the gap between reality and ideals, she thinks that what she has learned can be of great use, but now what she can do is extremely limited, she wants to take pictures without a camera, wants to direct a drama and no one wants to be an actor, wants to organize sports activities without equipment, writes better than her, she can't rank up her eloquence, there are more people with a louder voice than her, more miserable than strength, and no other professional skills, and finally can only help sort out documents, pretending not to hear colleagues comment behind their backs Qu Gao and low is not pragmatic.

She didn't get happy because she had a beauty, on the contrary, this unique beauty completely turned her into a vase, and it was really she who wanted to adjust it immediately, and the organization was extraordinarily tolerant, but the next day she ensured that someone was entrusted to come to the door to talk to the matchmaker.

Song Xiaoci is unwilling, no one knows how much she wants to prove herself, in her eyes, Dr. Zhou is the most perfect embodiment of value, is the female model she envies;

The mountain road was far away, and the soldier didn't say a word, like a dark cloud gloomy in the sky; what was even more hateful was that the two guards sent by the admirer actually followed her all the way, saying that the order given to them by the regiment commander was to follow and protect her until she agreed to get married, which almost made Song Xiaoci faint on the spot. And the soldier walked all the way in front alone, ignoring all this, walking so that Song Xiaoci's feet grinded blisters, and he didn't look back, without any pity for the jade.

I don't know how far I walked, I don't know how long I walked, it seemed to have entered a new territory, this is not an independent regiment, but there are sentry soldiers saluting them; at first Song Xiaoci thought that those soldiers were enthusiastic about her, but after careful observation, it was only after careful observation that the target of those soldiers' salute was the dark cloud walking in front, and he was returning the salute.

Later, I arrived at a place called Niujia Village. In this place, Song Xiaoci learned that Dr. Zhou's guard was the commander of the Ninth Company of the Independent Regiment, and he was not at all the big-headed soldier that Zhou Wanping said lightly; there was also a company commander in Niujia Village, named Wang Peng, who was so enthusiastic about them that he almost beat gongs and drums; and the Ninth Company Commander, who was unwilling to stop all the way, actually unceremoniously rested in Niujia Village for a whole night.

When they went on the road the next day, the two dead-faced 'flower messengers' did not appear for some reason, and the companions actually became a platoon of more than 30 people, and the company commander Wang Peng, who saw him off at the entrance of the village, held Song Xiaoci's thin hand and couldn't bear to let go, and said bitterly: "He Hu Yi is too ignorant! That's a bastard!" Then he pointed to an empty stretcher carried out by the soldiers: "Officer Song, don't walk, sit! I gave them a death order, if you don't sit, you won't be able to leave my Niujia Village! When you go back, you must stop at me!" was so moved that Song Xiaoci almost burst into tears, and she couldn't refuse.

The accompanying platoon commander is called Chen Chong, who is obviously subordinate to Wang Penglian, but for some reason everything along the way is only the ninth company commander Ma is looking forward.

Later, passing through a ruined village on a hillside, I had never seen such a desolate ruin, the blood stains were still visible, Xiao Porcelain did not blink, and asked the soldier how far the independent regiment was, and the soldier said that the front was almost to the wine station.

......

Under the big tree in the center of the clearing, there were two spectators, one big and one small, the big one was holding a broken tea jar and half a beard stubble, and the small one combed a few high ponytails and half face sand.

Big eyes muttered intently, "This...... What's the situation?"

The little one muttered without taking his eyes off him: "I...... Comb the wrong braid!"

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