Chapter 3 Heaven and Earth (Eleventh Middle School)

"Don't go in, stop him." Zhang Songling pulled a hand and didn't hold him back, shouting anxiously. Although he had never studied medical treatment, so many injuries had made him understand some taboos in the surgical rescue process, so no matter what, Siqin could not bring possible bacteria into the operating room.

The guerrilla brothers had long been accustomed to obeying orders. When they heard Zhang Songling's words, they immediately opened their arms like conditioned reflexes and blocked the door of the ward. Siqin rushed left and right several times, but they could not break through the wall. When they were so anxious that they suddenly opened from the inside, Fang Guoqiang walked out with a tired face, "Sister-in-law Siqin, don't mess around, the operation is at critical moment, you."

Before he finished speaking, Siqin had already raised the box cannon, aimed it at his forehead and pulled the trigger, "Bang."

"Be careful,." At the critical moment, Zhang Songling held a hand on her elbow, causing the muzzle to jump up half an inch. The bullet flew over Fang Guoqiang's scalp, causing the wooden chips to splash on the door panel.

Before Siqin could pull the trigger for the second time, her gun had already fallen into Zhang Songling's hands. The cadres and soldiers around him woke up as if they were dreaming, hugging her body, and could no longer move.

"You--!" Fang Guoqiang turned around in front of the King of Hell, his face pale, and he couldn't believe that the "assassination" just now was a fact.

"Let me go, let me go, I want to kill him, I want to kill this wolf-hearted bastard." At this moment, Siqin was definitely a madman, no matter who was holding him, punching, kicking, digging, and trying to tear a hole from the group of people and die with Fang Guoqiang.

"You are crazy, Sister Siqin, Brother Long is undergoing surgery inside. If you make trouble like this, it's better to kill him directly." Zhang Songling was anxious and slapped Siqin's back and scolded him loudly.

The crazy Siqin couldn't feel the pain at all, but she clearly heard the word "Long Brother". She was stunned and her eyes were on fire, "If you have the surname Fang, don't hide here. Let's go ahead. One person has a gun. Either you kill me or I kill you."

"Don't mess around." Zhang Songling pushed Siqin hard and tried to keep her away from the door of the ward. "Brother Long was injured by the Japanese grenade and it was not related to the affairs of the political commissar. If you do this, it will make it difficult for him to wake up, you."

"It's not his business," Siqin stared at him with swollen eyes, and interrupted with gritted teeth, "Are you Brother Long's brother? He's so hurt? You're still talking to others, it's not his business. Why did Brother Long perform tasks outside endlessly? It's not his business? How could the Japanese have the chance to throw out the grenade alive? If he hadn't been thinking about seeking credit for the superiors?"

"Sister Siqin, it's me, I'm greedy for me, so I'm the Japanese saying, it's me, I don't blame Political Commissar Fang, really it's not the political commissar Fang." Before she finished speaking, Du Waizui had already crawled over with his knees, first raised his hand and slapped himself a few big shots, and then cried and confessed, "It's me that I wanted to catch a living Japanese, so I deliberately didn't shoot at the vital point. It's me, I'm obsessed with ghosts and wanted to show myself, I don't blame the political commissar, really it's not the political commissar."

"Who doesn't know that you and Fang's surname are wearing pairs of pants." Siqin didn't listen to any explanation at all. She kicked Du Waizui and kicked him a big shot. "He didn't dare to admit that he caused trouble. Of course, you, the one who was a tycoon, blocked the knife for him. Anyway, as long as you keep him, it would be like you."

"Sister Siqin." The more Siqin said, the more outrageous he became, Zhang Songling couldn't help but scold, "Brother Long is undergoing surgery inside. You are making trouble here. How can Uncle Scar and Health Officer Liu feel at ease? Let's go, if you have anything to say to me, Zhang Songling, say to you, I swear, as long as I, Zhang Songling, have a breath, I will definitely give you an explanation."

"Yes, Sister Siqin, don't make trouble here. Brother Long will definitely not feel comfortable if he hears it." Xiao Zheng, Xiao Zou, Batu, Xiao Has and other guerrilla cadres who were already familiar with Siqin also spoke one after another, advising Siqin to remain calm.

"You" Siqin raised her hand and pointed at everyone's faces, her pale lips trembled constantly, "You are actually speaking for the surname Fang. Fortunately, Brother Long treats you all as brothers. He is really blind, he is really."

"He is not blind." Fang Guoqiang, who was stunned by Siqin's previous shot, suddenly recovered and strode forward, "It's Xiao Zheng, Xiao Du, Xiao Has and others who took turns carrying Brother Long on their backs and carried him back to Qilin Ridge. It took more than 60 miles. It only took them three and a half hours. It was Xiao Zou's first blood to send Brother Long. Now he is waiting to lose the second wave, as for me."

He took a breath, looked at Siqin's eyes and firmly added, "I have indeed proposed the request to capture as many prisoners as possible. This is written in black and white. I will not deny it, nor can I deny it. If you want to vent my anger, even if you come here and shoot it, please don't make a sound or shoot it, so as not to interfere with the surgery inside. I can assure you in front of all my brothers that I will bear the responsibility for today's affairs and will never escape."

"Responsible, can you afford it?" Unexpectedly, the evil man in his eyes had such a bachelor side. Siqin rushed forward a few steps and wanted to slap the other party, but his arm was raised in the air, but he stopped and did not hit him in the end.

"He gave his heart to your guerrillas, and never considered himself. He told me all day long that the new Political Commissar Fang did not understand the situation, and some things were done wrongly, but they were all from kindness. He said that he wanted to maintain the reputation of the guerrillas, and he could not argue with you, and he could not let others watch the guerrillas jokes. He said that he was not afraid of being tired now, and it would be fine when Fatty Zhang came back. Fatty Zhang also came from the gates and could talk to the Political Commissar Fang," said that she was already crying again, but she wiped her eyes twice and continued to roar in an extremely low and extremely depressing voice, "But how did you repay him? In order to show that you are capable than Fatty Zhang, how many tasks have you made him take over in the past year? He is not a stubborn one, how could it be unscathed every time? If he had a few short and two short ones this time, what should I do if he had a few short ones,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

She could no longer hold on, and she squatted down, helpless like a lamb that had lost her group. The guerrillas' eyes turned red when they heard it, and they turned their heads to the side, and tears flowed silently down their cheeks. It was so hard. Brother Long had indeed lived too hard this year. In order to allow the newly established base to operate normally, he contributed almost all his strength. In this way, because on the way back to Qilin Ridge, he stayed at Siqin for a day, and was also commented by Political Commissar Fang in public in the conference room, asking him not to take the lead in violating discipline, not to give people a handle, and damage the image of the guerrillas.

"Uncle Scar will do his best to rescue Brother Long." Fang Guoqiang's face turned white and white, and was said to Siqin, and he was unable to defend himself. There were things, but he did a little harder because he didn't understand the local situation, but some things were indeed for the guerrillas to go further, and there were even some things, he was to create conditions for Zhao Tianlong and Siqin, but now, it seems that what he has done over the past year has become a struggle for power and profit, and none of them is for the guerrillas, for everyone, and for the common cause of everyone present.
Chapter completed!