Bright Sword Military System

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When Wang Xuexin and Li Dachui came out of the regiment headquarters, Wang Xuexin had an extra [-] cover on his back and ten rounds of ammunition in his pocket... There were not many bullets, but there was nothing to do. This was already the average ammunition of the Eighth Route Army.

Wang Xuexin was so proud, he hummed a little northeast song while shaking his head while walking with a bit of wine:

"You want me to bury it!"

"Who the hell doesn't want to be buried!"

"Which calf doesn't want to be buried..."

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The appearance of wearing a military cap with a slanted military cap and open discipline buttons, coupled with the erratic and shaky steps, is just like a traitor in the play.

Li Dachui, a member of the enemy's Ministry of Works, was holding two cans in his arms, rather like a sidekick who carried things.

However, Li Dazhui didn't care about this, and at this time he hadn't recovered.

He tried to recall every word of the head of the regiment, for fear that he would not be able to grasp it accurately.

"Withdrawal? Who said it's about to be withdrawn?"

"Let me tell you, Li Dahammer! Don't make me angry, and show me off whenever something serious happens. I don't like this!"

"Look at Xiaodongbei, ah? Active work, firm will, and high ideological awareness!"

"Fortunately, you are still a committee member, learn from others!"

How dare Li Dachui say anything, he can only stand up and answer "yes" again and again.

After finishing, Li Yunlong also took out two cans and handed them over, and said earnestly:

"Our independent regiment has a rule that whoever pays will belong to whoever pays it. If you have the ability, go to the devil to grab it yourself, and no one should be jealous."

"But the enemy's Ministry of Industry is in a special situation. You don't have many opportunities to go to the battlefield, and you don't have many seizures."

"This is a reward for your meritorious service. In the future, we will consider improving your meals as appropriate!"

"However, you must not be proud, do you understand?"

Li Dazhui stood up and said, "I understand!"

In fact, Li Dahui didn't understand anything.

Merit?

How long has it been since the Ministry of Work of the enemy heard this word?

Is it because of the bottom of the drill press?

Thinking of this, Li Dazhui chased after three steps and two steps: "I said Xiaodongbei, what did the head of the regiment tell you?"

"Squad leader!" Wang Xuexin put on an embarrassed look: "The regimental leader won't let me say it, it's a military secret, you see..."

Li Dahammer's expression froze, and he was about to get angry, but he thought it was an order from the head of the regiment and it was a military secret, so he shook his hand and said, "Hey, forget it! Anyway, I don't want to know!"

Turning around, Li Dachui scratched his chest with a grin, his heart hanging in mid-air was really uncomfortable.

The Ministry of Work of the Enemy was located in a thatched hut at the end of the village. Although it was a "department", there were only nine members, including Li Dachui.

Therefore, Li Dachui did not let them call "committee" only the squad leader.

In his words, it is: "A committee member with eight soldiers, isn't it shameful to say it? Let's not do the thing of sticking green onions in the pig's nose, call the squad leader!"

At this time, the night fell, and the soldiers who scattered to brush slogans all came back.

"Why don't you see the squad leader?" The old gentleman patted the white ash on his body and asked suspiciously.

The old man was actually not old, he was in his prime in his early thirties, he was a private man before he joined the Eighth Route Army, he could write well and had a bit of literary talent, the enemy Ministry of Industry relied on him to write leaflets.

The ugly baby who was chopping wood outside the door stopped his movements when he heard this, and shouted inside: "You don't know yet? The squad leader was called away by the team leader!"

Ugly babies are born with five big, three thick and ferocious appearances. Some are clumsy. They can knock down their feet with guns, and combat troops don't like them.

Li Dazhui thought to himself that the Eighth Route Army pays attention to treating the prisoners leniently. If the prisoners are interrogated, they cannot use their hands and they cannot use their guns. If there is no one to scare them, how can they carry out their work?So the ugly baby became a member of the Ministry of Work of the enemy.

When Ugly Baby said this, everyone rushed out of the room.

"What? Was called by the head of the regiment?"

"Do you know why?"

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Ugly baby shook his head and replied, "I... don't remember, it seems that he was leading soldiers or something!"

"Broken!" The instructor looked around and said, "There is still Xiaodongbei not here, it must be for Xiaodongbei!"

The instructor's surname was Wu. Originally, there should not be an instructor at the class level, but the enemy's Ministry of Work was different. When interrogating a prisoner, an instructor was required to do ideological work on the prisoner.

But Instructor Wu was a little discouraged, because if the prisoner was a devil, it would be useless to do ideological work.

The prisoners to be caught are puppet troops... they don't need to do ideological work at all, they kneel on the spot.

So the instructors were also doing odd jobs in the Ministry of Work of the enemy.

After a while, the old gentleman broke the silence: "If you want me to say it, it is better to arrange Xiaodongbei to go back to farming than to be in the army! Isn't there a saying? Teaching students according to their aptitude and local conditions, Xiaodongbei is not a piece of material to be a soldier!"

"That's right!" The little speaker replied, "As soon as you enter the battlefield, your legs are weak, and when you see a devil, you will be cowardly. If he can afford to lose this person, our enemy's Ministry of Industry will also be unlucky!"

The little trumpet's name is Wu Guohao, and he likes to gossip in a glib manner, so he gave up the nickname of the little trumpet.

"Hey!" The instructor waved his hand to stop the two of them: "They are all revolutionary comrades, and there is no such thing as anyone being implicated. We should unite all forces that can be united, and not split up. The situation in Xiaodongbei is quite special. He came from the enemy-occupied Those who escaped from the district grew up under the bayonets of the devils and the white terror of the puppet army. For such comrades, we must fully understand and tolerate them. Just give Comrade Xiaobei a little time, I believe he will soon Grow into a qualified fighter..."

At this time, two figures appeared in the night. Although they could not be seen clearly, the instructor recognized them as the squad leader and Xiao Dongbei at a glance.

The instructor hurriedly explained in a low voice: "I'm back, and none of you are allowed to speak sarcastic words later, do you understand?"

"Yes!"

"understand!"

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Several people responded one after another, but they seemed a little reluctant.

Before everyone was mentally prepared, they heard Li Dachui yelling outside: "What are you still doing in a daze? Come out and help! This kid is drunk!"

"what?"

"Oh!"

"What?"

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When everyone ran out to take a look, they saw that the squad leader was sweating profusely, carrying Xiao Dongbei who was full of alcohol and snoring.

Before everyone could react, Li Dazhui said "Hey yo":

"Hurry up... this kid is drooling, he's sticky! Put him down quickly..."

Everyone carried Xiao Dongbei with all his hands and feet, and was surprised to find that there were more three-eighth covers on his back.

"Squad leader, these three or eight cover..."

Before the small speaker could finish speaking, Li Dachui threw two tins of canned meat over:

"Don't ask anything, this kid has done a great job!"

"Give our enemy's Minister of Industry a face!"

"Have a celebration party tonight!"

"It's so fucking happy!"

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