Anti-Japanese War Killing Enemy Explosion System

"Wait, this matter is too strange, I have to report it to the director, Xiaolan, look at Platoon Leader Yang."

After speaking, the director walked straight towards the door, muttering something while walking.

"Desert, what are you doing?"

"Hey, I said little girl, you are competing with me, aren't you?"

After Yang Chen packed his things, he was about to walk towards the door, but he was stopped by the nurse Xiaolan with open arms, and he felt a little unhappy.

"The director said that you must stay in the hospital for observation, and who are you calling a little girl?"

"It's not too small."

Yang Chen looked at a certain part of the little nurse, swallowed and said.

"Rogue, where do you see it?"

The little nurse glared at Yang Chen, and hurriedly folded her arms to protect her chest.

"Hey, I said you must have reached menopause, right? No, it should be menstrual period?"

Yang Chen looked up and down the little nurse with great interest.

"What is menopause and what is menstrual period?"

The little nurse was curious about the advanced term in Yang Chen's mouth.

"It's just that my aunt is here, otherwise why is my temper so bad?"

"Big aunt? I don't have a big aunt."

"Wow...wow..."

Yang Chen only felt a few crows flying over his head, and was speechless for a while.

"Uh, that's the one...the one is here."

"Which is that?"

The little nurse was almost bewildered by Yang Chen.

"Nan, this is for you."

Yang Chen thought about it, and the elastic body of Sophie in the personal space appeared in his hand.

"what is this?"

"Sophie is elastic and close-fitting, and it is much easier to use than ordinary toilet paper. It is not afraid of large quantities; I seized this from a devil nurse on the battlefield. It is purely imported!"

"You! Rogue!"

The little nurse finally came to her senses, her face immediately turned into a ripe red apple.

After a while, he blinked his big watery eyes and asked, "Is this really useful?"

"Try it?"

The little nurse took Sophie's elastic bodysuit from Yang Chen's hand with a curious expression, turned around, opened the curtain and walked out the door.

After the little nurse went out, Yang Chen also walked towards the door, but at this moment the curtain was lifted again.

Yang Chen was taken aback for a moment, thinking that the little nurse had returned, but when he looked up, he found that it was Sun Ming, the adjutant.

"Adjutant Sun?"

"Platoon Leader Yang, aren't you injured?"

"A little wound, but it has healed."

"Healed? But how do I remember that you seem to be seriously injured, and you seem to have stitches."

Sun Ming looked at Yang Chen suspiciously.

"By the way, Adjutant Sun, what was the final result of the battle at Dongpingshan?"

"Nearly half of our regiment suffered casualties, and three company commanders died in the battle. Fortunately, the 61st Army arrived in time and fought back the army of devils in one go. Otherwise, my 358th regiment might have stayed there in the first battle of Dongpingshan."

"Are you here at the hospital?"

"Oh, my delegation came to express condolences to the wounded and hospitalized soldiers; the delegation originally planned to come here in person, but the little devil came again today with an independent and mixed second brigade. The 61st Army may not be able to hold on. Our regiment has to go out again."

"I apply to rejoin the team!"

Yang Chen saluted Sun Ming with a standard military salute.

"This... But you are injured, and you are the only one left in the third row and the seventh row. If you make another mistake, the seventh row will really be gone."

"As a soldier, it is their highest honor to be shrouded in horse leather and die on the battlefield! All 41 soldiers in the seventh row died heroically. How can I hide behind and be a coward? Then what should my brothers think of me?"

"Okay! Very good! The soldiers brought out by me, Chu Yunfei, are really good!"

"Tuanzao, why are you here?"

"Things are arranged, and I will also drop by to see the injured brothers."

Chu Yunfei responded with a smile.

"Group seat!"

Yang Chen also looked around, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure at the door.

Chu Yunfei was tall and burly, just over 1.8 meters tall. He was definitely tall at the time, with a Chinese character face, sword eyebrows and tiger eyes, a straight nose and a square mouth. His resolute face could not be called handsome, but it revealed a wild charm unique to men.

"Yang Chen, it's very good! Every soldier still defends the position until the end of the battle, he is worthy of being my soldier under Chu Yunfei!

Your third company commander is gone, and you will be in charge of the third company in the future. "

Chu Yunfei walked over and patted Yang Chen on the shoulder.

"Well, Tuanzao, how many soldiers are there in our third company?"

"Including you, there are 13 people in total."

Sun Ming spoke weakly from the side: "In the battle of Dongping Mountain, the position guarded by your third company suffered the worst battle, and your third company suffered the heaviest casualties, and the organizational system was disabled.

In the entire third company, from the company commander to the squad leader, you are the only platoon leader left. "

"13 people?"