In the moonlight, the mountains turned into a swarthy outline, rolling around, in a small valley hidden from the leeward, the light of the campfire dancing with the occasional night breeze, embracing the three figures, bringing them warmth.

Xiao Hongying sat by the campfire, gnawed the last chicken leg bone, threw it into the fire, sucked her fingers and said to Luo Fugui dissatisfiedly: "Mule, you are so strong, why didn't you bring a few more chickens out in the first place? You ate almost one of these two chickens alone, how can the four of us be enough? ”

"What, dead girl, you have to speak with your conscience. When you caught these two, you were still too cumbersome to laugh at me, if you hadn't been rushed to leave by you, then I would have caught all the chickens in the backyard!" Luo Fugui glared at the bull's eye and was angry.

Ma Liang had just finished eating, and he was still wiping his mouth, it stands to reason that he should go to the top of the mountain now to replace Hu Yi as a sentry, but he didn't get up in a hurry, and said to Xiao Hongying with a smile: "Comrade Hongying, how about discussing something with you?"

Xiao Hongying tilted her head and looked at Ma Liang, this face is the most commonly used by herself, she smiles so unnaturally, her eyes are insincere, and her movements are insincere, which is far worse than her acting skills. Blinking and winking: "Let's discuss!"

"Now that you have a gun, and there are so many bullets, you can't use the bullets of those shell guns, can you give them to me? You know, my shell gun is only a cartridge of bullets, and I gave you one back in Nameless Village, and the remaining nineteen days are all used in the battle. ”

Oh, this thing. Xiao Hongying's eyes rolled, Ma Liang said it was not bad, it didn't matter if he gave it to him, but if he gave it to him for no reason, he would feel uncomfortable, and his psychological habits dictated it, how could he not pluck his feathers? But now Ma Liang has nothing worth searching for all over his body, what else can he want?

After pondering for a while, he finally came up with a condition: "In this way, if you join Class Nine, I will give you bullets." ”

"Ah, why do you have to join Class 9?" Ma Liang knew that this dead girl didn't have a compassionate heart, but he didn't expect such a condition.

Xiao Hongying shook the two sheep's horns: "Who doesn't know that my Hongying has a high consciousness, and he must be a comrade-in-arms, if you come to Class 9, then we are comrades-in-arms." ”

"Huh......? We're not comrades-in-arms now?"

"The second company also said that they are my comrades-in-arms, do you think which of them is polite to me?"

Ma Liang was speechless, in the heart of Xiao Hongying, the understanding of the word 'comrade-in-arms' is too narrow, and he has to draw a small circle on the border to be a 'comrade-in-arms'. These nine classes are not a serious number at all, and it is even more ridiculous to be the squad leader with a runny nose. On the other hand, it's not interesting to be a communicator, you can't get anything but running errands, how can you be as cool as today, and it doesn't matter if you join Class 9 or not.

"Even if I agree to join Class 9, then I have to agree to the head of the regiment and the political commissar?"

"He can make a squad leader with a runny nose, you Ma Liang is not as good as him?

"Plus, I'll add. ”

As soon as Ma Liang's words fell, Xiao Hongying opened the satchel she was carrying, took out the canvas bag, and carefully picked it in by the light of the bonfire. A total of more than 20 shell gun bullets were found, and all of them were given to Ma Liang.

After the transaction was completed, Xiao Hongying seemed to suddenly think of something, and spoke again: "Ma Liang, the rule of our team is that the battlefield capture must be returned to the public, right?"

"Well, yes. ”

"Then if you return to the regiment, ...... you are doing now?" Xiao Hongying said as she looked at the 38 big cover in Ma Liang's hand and the bulging bullet box on his waist.

"I'm just a piece of personal equipment, so the regiment shouldn't be counted, right?"

"What about my bullets and grenades?" These trophies seized during the day were naturally regarded as her own personal belongings.

Hehe, Ma Liang smiled: "It is estimated that it will definitely have to be handed over." ”

Alas, the little red tassel actually sighed, raised her little hand and rubbed her little nose, and looked at the bonfire dejectedly, worried.

Looking at Xiaoya's cute and sad appearance, Ma Liang couldn't help but flash a trace of happiness in his heart. You little girl who has fallen into the well, it turns out that you also have this time, see how long you can hold those bullets, it's your turn to experience this taste, and I'll add fire to you. So he said: "Not only this, but even this machine gun may have to be reassigned." ”

It was originally a downpour, but now it was struck by lightning, and the little girl almost fainted.

Seeing that his words had worked, Ma Liang immediately got up: "Well, I have to go to the mountain to post a sentry." Let's go!" the figure disappeared into the moonlight.

Xiao Hongying was stunned in the face of the bonfire, Luo Fugui raised his broad body on the opposite side, adjusted into a comfortable posture and prepared to be confused for a while, and Leng Buding flew over from the opposite side and smashed a stone on his body. I couldn't help but be a little annoyed: "Hey, what are you throwing me for?

Xiao Hongying had two pigtails, raised a pair of big eyes, and glared at Luo Fugui through the bonfire: "The machine gun is gone, what are you sleeping?"

"The machine gun was given to you a long time ago, and it has something to do with Lao Tzu?"

"You'll have to join Class Nine too!"

"As long as you take care of the meal, it makes no difference which class you are working on!"

"When the time comes, you will say that the machine gun is yours, and if you don't leave the machine gun in the ninth class, you won't join the Eighth Route Army!"

"I don't care about this!"

"Oops-" Another stone hit Luo Fugui, this time it hurt a little, and he couldn't help but cry out. "Crazy about you, make so much effort!"

"My aunt's belongings are here all her life, if you can't keep it, no one can think about it!"

"Fart is a little older, where did you come from for a lifetime!"

"Do you remember what I said?"

"I don't care!"

"Believe it or not, I'll let him fix you when the fox comes back!"

"Lao Tzu sleeps here, why is he!"

“......”

"Lao Tzu is sleeping!"

As soon as Luo Fugui lay down, he felt that he had been hit again. This dead girl was really crazy, and hurriedly got up just in case, but now this time it was not a stone thrown from the opposite side of the bonfire, but the ocean! The four oceans were scattered around, and they were brightly and brightly reflected by the moonlight and bonfires, which were the four pieces that Song Dahu's family gave to Xiao Hongying.

Luo Fugui picked up the four oceans in his hand, checked them, and clenched them tightly. said to Xiao Hongying seriously: "Girl, I, Luo Fugui, am definitely a righteous person." You beg me for this, that's because I can afford to look up to me, I don't have to say it, I am obligated to help you do it, you just look at it!"

Xiao Hongying stared at Luo Fugui with big eyes and said unashamedly on the other side, so angry that her liver hurt: "Phew-if you mess up, I'll let you know how powerful my aunt and grandmother are!"

The bonfire was still burning, reflecting the little girl's frowning little brow. The problem of machine guns has been arranged, but what about these bullets and grenades?

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