The work is almost done, Zhan Zhizhan has never been lazy in his work, but he has also made a lot of sweat. He unbuttoned the top of his military uniform, took off his hat and was fanning the wind, when suddenly he heard someone call him: "Hey...... 'camel'!" ……”

Zhan Zhizhan followed the prestige, and it turned out to be Wang Yufeng, the squad leader of the female soldier squad at the listening station, standing in the stream between the second and third posts and beckoning to him. Zhan Zhizhan waved his hand, indicating that he heard it, and walked towards Wang Yufeng in the stream.

"Huh! Isn't this Xiaofeng, why are the sheets you washed so big? How can such a big sheet be laid, this really opened my eyes. ......" Zhan Zhizhan's face is so thick. Although he is very familiar with Wang Yufeng, he is not familiar enough to call him "Xiaofeng". It's like a sister who can't kiss anymore, or a lover who calls herself honey.

"Huh...... I said, 'Camel', what kind of eyes do you have? I washed the tablecloth of the conference table! Isn't the condolence group coming in the afternoon, I see that this tablecloth is a little dirty, so I will wash it before lunch. Feed...... Are you still watching the fun? Why don't you hurry down and help! ......," Wang Yufeng urged with a smile. It is said that Wang Yufeng graduated from the People's Liberation Army Radio Communication Technology School, with a round face, big eyes, and a height of about 1.58 meters.

"Medium! Middle! Middle! ...... "Female soldiers ask for each other, and they naturally respond to their requests." Zhan Zhizhan smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he hurriedly took off his shoes and socks, rolled his trouser legs up to his knees, and waded into the stream to help Wang Yufeng wash the tablecloth. Wang Yufeng is not pretty, but her skin is delicate, fair and delicate, her big eyes and eyelashes are very long, she should be a very attractive girl. However, Zhan Zhizhan didn't know why, and when he saw Wang Yufeng, he always wanted to hide. Maybe it's the Mandarin spoken by Wang Yufeng, which is spicy and spicy, rushing and worth playing. It's like eating Sichuan spicy hot pot, the taste is only understood by Sichuan people.

Wang Yufeng glanced at Zhan Zhizhan, lowered his head to twist the tablecloth, and said, "'Camel', I heard that your literature is very good?" ……”

Being praised by the female soldiers, Zhan Zhizhan felt that the bones in his body suddenly lightened, and said with a smile: "Hehe...... Obediently boom, fried green onions in lard! Thank you, big sister Xiaofeng. I'm ...... This is just a hobby! ……”

Wang Yufeng wiped the sweat splashed on his forehead with the back of his hand, didn't look at Zhan Zhizhan, and said: "'Camel', excessive modesty is equal to pride!" You're only eight buckets tall, and your writing is flying, 'It's hard to be difficult every day'......"

Zhan Zhizhan shivered, goosebumps appeared all over his body, and the hairs on his body stood up. His attention didn't slip this time, and it wasn't that he didn't hear clearly. He didn't believe his ears and asked in surprise, "What are you talking about?" ……”

Wang Yufeng smiled, glanced at Zhan Zhizhan, and said, "Hehe...... I'm talking about 'how easy it is to be difficult to do goodbye'! ……”

Zhan Zhizhan was a little confused, looking at Wang Yufeng with his eyes, his mind blank. He thought to himself: "Obediently boom, fried green onions in lard!" This sentence said by Wang Yufeng is from Cao Pi's "Yan Ge Xing" of Wei and Jin, which is the contact code word agreed between the stationmaster Jiang of Nanning Station of the headquarters and himself. Wang Yufeng said this sentence with a good eye, she was obviously also the person of the stationmaster Jiang. But the voice of the woman on the phone a few days ago was sweet, sassy, very similar to a 'weasel', definitely not Wang Yufeng's voice! ……”

Wang Yufeng saw that Zhan Zhizhan was dumbfounded, looking at him stupidly, and couldn't help laughing: "'Camel', what do you want?" Yiha'er didn't have a sound, and Yiha'er kept talking. Hehe...... You melon baby! ……”

Zhan Zhizhan hurriedly shocked his heart, looked around, and saw that the three sentries who were close at hand were standing guard intently, and he didn't pay attention to him at all, so he whispered: "The mountains and rivers are long and the road is long. …… The morning song of the pigeon is pitiful......"

Wang Yufeng hurriedly pretended to be casual, and also looked around, confirming that no one around was paying attention to her and Zhan Zhizhan, and then said, "You can't stay in your care." 'Step Throwing Vajra' Hello, I'm the eighth sister 'Mahuraka'. ……”

Zhan Zhizhan said solemnly: "Oh...... You are the eighth sister, I am the starling brother, a pair made in heaven! ……”

Wang Yufeng was stunned, and then blushed and said: "You Qinggou doll, you dare to take my 'shabu jar' ......"

Many people say that Sichuan girls are anxious and very spicy, and they have always had no room for sand in their eyes. Zhan Zhizhan hurriedly smiled and said, "Don't dare, don't dare!" I want to say that...... What is that 'Maharaja'? ……”

Wang Yufeng glanced at Zhan Zhizhan and said, "Hmph...... What do you mean by 'what guy'? Thanks to me, I just finished praising you for being eight buckets high, and your writing is flying. Why are you pretending to be an uncle and don't even know such a simple question? ……”

Zhan Zhizhan scolded in his heart: "Damn it! This is the designation of the ginger stationmaster to drink, and there is a mental illness! You said that your nickname is a cat, a dog, a lot of trouble, it's easy to remember! You have to throw the whole 'step throwing vajra', 'Mahu Luojia' or something. Doesn't that show that you are knowledgeable? It's hard to remember this broken name, and I don't know what it is! ……”

Wang Yufeng saw that Zhan Zhizhan's face was cloudy, and thought that his words were too urgent, which hurt the self-esteem of his comrades. So, he said as gently as possible: "The Vima Sutra is slightly sparse" Volume 2 Yun Maharaja, this is the python god, Yiyun Earth Dragon, the god without feet and abdomen, that is, the temple god of the world, and the wine and meat are all into the belly of the python. Destroying evil deeds, hating more and giving less, craving wine and meat, abstaining from falling into ghosts and gods, and eating more insects into their bodies. Maharaja is a footless, belly-walking python god. 'Brother', let me say hello to you on his behalf! ……”

"Hmph...... It's not that you Wang Yufeng don't know me, as for the whole thing, it's like a spy joint! ......"Zhan Zhizhan has been trained, not because he does not know the work discipline of the hidden front. It's just that his mood is not going well at this time, and it is inevitable that there are some strong words. He didn't think about it, and said casually: "Well...... 'brother' is an old man who is blessed and long-lived, and he has always been good?" ……”

Wang Yufeng glanced at Zhan Zhizhan with white eyes again, and said, "Looking at your appearance, the opinion is quite big!" It is necessary to know that complaining is too strong to prevent intestinal breakage, and the scenery should be long-term. 'Brother Mi' severely criticized your behavior of giving up the main task of protecting the 'Nine-Tailed Demon Fox' the day before yesterday afternoon and instead chasing and killing the Vietnamese snipers. This matter was supposed to punish you severely, but considering that you used your ingenuity at night to thwart the conspiracy of the Vietnamese spy 'Zhu Jinhua' to assassinate the 'Nine-Tailed Demon Fox' in one fell swoop......"

"What's 'Zhu Jinhua'? Oh...... You're talking about 'Zhu Jinhua', I know this! Hehe...... The great poet Li Shen of the Tang Dynasty had a poem dedicated to "Hibiscus Flowers", in which he wrote: "The miasma is long and warm without frost and snow, and the hibiscus is full of flowers and trees." Every sigh Fang Fei is tired of four seasons, and I don't know that there is a spring breeze in the opening and falling. As soon as ...... mentioned that at the celebration banquet of the "front finger" last night, Zhan Zhizhan saw through the conspiracy of the female spy of the Vietnamese army to assassinate the "smiling tiger", and Zhan Zhizhan forgot the unhappiness of Shicai while being excited. It's just that the code name of the female spy of the Vietnamese army is "Zhu Jinhua", and Zhan Zhizhan only knew it after listening to Wang Yufeng.

Wang Yufeng felt a little surprised. She was like seeing Zhan Zhizhan for the first time, and couldn't help but look up and down at the tall and burly scout in front of her, just like the top boss After Stationmaster Jiang talked to Zhan Zhizhan for the first time, her mind was full of suspicions, and she couldn't help but worry secretly in her heart: "How did Stationmaster Jiang snare such a flamboyant hanging soldier to the hidden front?" This hanging soldier looks treacherous or stupid, and his mouth is full of oily and slippery social oil, can he withstand the test of the cruel struggle on the hidden front? He didn't care about how he would be punished for abandoning the main task, nor did he care about what reward he would get for the assassination plot of the Vietnamese army spies, but on the contrary, he was so enthusiastic about the code name of a female spy, and he could remember that the great poet of the Tang Dynasty had such a poem. It seems that he can only be a good scout, on the covert front...... Hey hey ......"

Thinking of this, Wang Yufeng did not take on the topic of fighting Zhi Zhan, but said coldly: "'Step Throwing King Kong', don't take anything to heart about Maha!" You foiled the plot of the Vietnamese spy 'Zhu Jinhua' to assassinate the 'Nine-Tailed Demon Fox', and completely smashed the Vietnamese monkey's 'Operation Fox Hunt' plan. 'Brother Mi' said that he would not be rewarded, but only verbally praised. There is no punishment for your mistake in abandoning the main task, only verbal criticism. Mistakes and credits cancel each other out......"

"What? What? What? …… Why did you come up with another 'Fox Hunt Operation'? ......" Zhan Zhizhan felt that his head was big again.

Wang Yufeng shook the tablecloth in his hand, glanced around and said, "I said 'camel', don't be stunned by the rabbit, quickly help me spread the tablecloth and cool it on the branches." If you grind it any longer, this sheet won't work! Alas...... You're so curious, don't you know there's a saying called 'curiosity kills cats'! 'My brother' instructed me to use my work to act as a liaison between you and him. If you have any emergency that you need to report to my brother, you can come to me directly. Regarding the 'Fox Hunt Operation', the information obtained by the 'Brother Mi' is not very detailed, and I only know that the Vietnamese army has such an assassination operation, which is aimed at the No. 1 of your reconnaissance detachment. Hehe...... However, your discovery of the assassination plot of 'Zhu Jinhua' is quite legendary. I don't think this matter involves secrecy, can you tell me about it, so that I can learn from your revolutionary experience. ……”

"Huh...... Actually, it's nothing! Changed to you, Xiaofeng's big sister specified that she did better than me! ......" Wang Yufeng's words made Zhan Zhizhan feel very useful. Since the female soldier has a request for herself, she has nothing to say. Zhan Zhizhan happily spoke.

After the assassination of the "smiling tiger" by the "shadow troops" on the street, the leaders of the "front fingers" were shocked and angry. According to He Zhimin's thoughts, a lot of aftermath work after the assassination incident, including pacifying the people and reporting to the superiors in a realistic manner, needs to be done. After the "sharp sword" detachment won the victory in the "ham feast" operation, there was still a difficult and arduous combat mission in the next stage, and the "celebration banquet" that the "front command" had originally scheduled to give the scouts a clean sweep should not be held.

However, Cao Tinghui, deputy director of the Political Department of the "former finger," had a different view, holding that the assassination of the Vietnamese army had not had a substantial impact on our troops, and that the hasty cancellation of the "celebration banquet" for the scouts would not only make the Vietnamese army's arrogance even more arrogant, but would also dampen the morale of the scouts. As for the assassination of the Vietnamese spies, there are also profound lessons for the "former fingers" that deserve our reflection. Therefore, Cao Tinghui suggested to Political Commissar Hu that the "celebration banquet" for the scouts should not only continue to be held, but also be lively.