It was noon, and this small town located on the southwest border, next to the Nu River, was as usual, without any disturbance.

The people should still do what they should do. Those who do business do business, and those who go out of the city to serve the fields still go out of the city to serve the fields.

Don't think that this kind of small county town is the same as the big cities of later generations. The people around the county town still cultivate their own fields and take care of their poultry and livestock. They work in the fields when the farming is busy, do small business in their free time, and some of them also send their children away.

Work as an apprentice in restaurants, wine shops and shops in the city.

The temporary field hospital that was previously borrowed from Squire He Lao's house has been returned to him, and the place where Xiaozui and the veterinarian usually work has been replaced by the Jiqipo position.

Now that the two sides have had a truce for a long time, although they are still bombarding each other every three days, as both sides are well prepared, they have not caused too many casualties. That is to say, occasionally one or two unlucky people will be accidentally exploded.

The aftermath of .

Therefore, the working place of Xiao Zui and the veterinarian has already been changed to the Jiqi Slope position.

However, Xiaozui did not go to the Jiqipo camp to report to the veterinarian today. Instead, he packed his bags at home and entrusted the house to Shangguan Jiici and Meng's father and mother.

"Xiao Zui, have you really decided to leave?" Although Xiao Zui has tried his best to restrain himself, the sound insulation effect of this traditional brick-wood structure house is almost non-existent, so the noise coming from the main house last night was not concealed at all.

Shangguan Jiici and Meng's father and mother lived in the wing next to them.

Early in the morning, knowing that Xiao Zui was going to the other side with Wang Zhong, Shangguan Jiici didn't even go to open a shop, but stayed at home with Xiao Zui and helped her pack her things.

But after packing up his things, Shangguan Jiici couldn't bear to see Xiaozui running back to the West Bank, which had long been occupied by the Japanese, so he asked this question.

"Yeah!" Xiaozui nodded.

"The West Bank is now an area occupied by the Japanese. Those Japanese are inhumane. I heard that they will not let go of any pretty women on the West Bank. You are so beautiful. It would be too dangerous to follow you there.

Bar?"

Shangguan Jiici's words were not a curse on Xiaozui, but he sincerely wanted to tell Xiaozui about the dangers on the other side. After living with Xiaozui for so long, Shangguan Jiici really couldn't bear to see this cute and kind-hearted person.

The girl fell into the clutches of the Japanese.

Xiaozui said, "Brother Zhong will protect me."

"If the guerrillas are really defeated, no matter what, I will never let myself fall into the hands of the Japanese."

While talking, Xiao Zui took out a dark long wooden box from the closet. The box was not big and it was not locked. Xiao Zui opened the box, and a good-quality horse-branded poker suddenly appeared in front of Shangguan Jiici.

, there were three magazines lying next to them, all filled with yellow-orange bullets.

I saw Xiaozui pick up the gun, put the magazine into the gun skillfully, then pull the bolt, push the bullet and load the gun.

Then he held the gun in both hands, took a few simple glances, lifted his shirt, and inserted the gun in front of his lower abdomen.

"You..." Shangguan Jiici was stunned by Xiaozui's skillful movements, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Xiaozui explained: "Brother Chong gave me this gun. When I go to the mountains to collect herbs during the day, I practice the gun in the mountains. I often practice dismantling and cleaning the gun at home at night."

"If I lose the battle, with this gun here, even if I can't hit the Japanese, I can use this gun to kill myself, and I won't let myself fall into the hands of the Japanese."

When Xiaozui said this, her pretty face was filled with a calm and carefree expression, as if she didn't care about life and death at all. Even if she died immediately, she wouldn't care.

Shangguan Jiici looked at Xiao Zui with some confusion.

Xiao Zui said: "As long as I can be with Brother Zhong, even if I die immediately, I am willing to do so."

Shangguan Jiici fell silent, unable to utter any words of advice. Instead, she began to examine her relationship with Milong.

If it weren't for Lei Bao'er, would he be like Xiao Zui, willing to follow the dragon to the other side? Would he be so calm and composed in the face of the possible death, even content with it?

Shangguan Jiici doesn't know the answer. No one can say what the outcome will be without what happened.

Shangguan Jiici herself was not sure how far she would go for Milong.

In the courtyard, Wang Zhong was watching Mr. Meng write.

This old man doesn't have any hobbies in his daily life. His only hobby is reading and writing.

The space in the wing room where he and Meng's mother lived was too small, especially after putting down his whole room of books. Apart from a bed and a small wardrobe, there was really no room for anything else.

Therefore, on weekdays, the old man could only practice calligraphy in the courtyard. He would write when the wind blows, and then write again when the wind blows away.

"You must hold the pen steadily, your waist must be straight, your body must be straight, the hand holding the pen must be straight, and your heart must be straight, so that the words you write will be straight."

After the old man finished writing a piece of calligraphy, he called Lei Baoer over and taught the child how to write hand by hand.

In fact, Mr. Meng has talked about these things countless times, but Lei Baoer is still too young after all, so the old man often reminds him repeatedly so that the boy can thoroughly remember these things in his heart.

Wang Zhong next to him looked at the old man's teachings and couldn't help but shook his head.

"Why, Captain Wang is dissatisfied with my teachings?" The old man glanced at Wang Zhong and asked a little arrogantly.

"No, the old man misunderstood. The old man taught me very well."

The old man’s teachings were correct, but the teaching method was a bit old-fashioned. Regardless of whether Lei Baoer could understand it or not, he first used cramming teaching and stuffed the theories into Lei Baoer’s mind first.

As for Lei Bao'er who can't understand it now, he will naturally understand it when he grows up.

It's not that this teaching method doesn't work, it's just that it's a bit rigid.

"Then why did Captain Wang shake his head?" Mr. Meng didn't intend to let Wang Zhong go just like that. Mr. Meng heard what happened last night and was angry in his heart.

Xiaozui was the prospective daughter-in-law that he and Meng's mother were quite optimistic about, and the old couple were planning to try to bring Xiaozui and their son together.

After all, Xiao Zui is now Wang Zhong's god-sister, a family member of the deputy captain, and has medical skills, working as a military doctor in the army.

In addition, Xiaozui is gentle, virtuous, capable and hard-working. He takes good care of the old couple on weekdays and his family is well off. Although he has not gone to school in a systematic way and his education is not high, he can recognize all the Chinese characters.

In the eyes of a stubborn and pedantic old scholar like Mr. Meng, today's Xiaozui is the most suitable candidate for his daughter-in-law.

However, before the old couple had time to match up, Wang Zhong got in first. The old couple had already found out the true relationship between Xiao Zui and Wang Zhong from Xiao Zui and Shangguan Jiici. They knew that Xiao Zui was just the sister of Wang Zhong's comrade. For the two of them,

When we come together, we cannot be blamed morally.

But the old man felt uncomfortable.

"Old man, are you taking the medicine?" Wang Zhong was not used to this rigid and stubborn old scholar.

"Hmph!" Mr. Meng waved his hand, glanced at Wang Zhong, turned around and went into the house with his hands behind his back, obviously not wanting to talk to Wang Zhong.

"Uncle Wang, what's going on with Grandpa Meng?" Lei Bao'er, who was standing on a stool, holding a brush and preparing to practice calligraphy, asked Wang Zhong curiously.

Wang Zhong said: "It's nothing. Grandpa Meng is tired. Go back to the house and rest for a while."

"Come, Uncle Wang will teach you how to write a few words."

While he was teaching Lei Baoer how to practice calligraphy, there was a sound of hurried footsteps, and within a moment, Long Wenwen hurried in.

He stopped when he saw Wang Zhong, walked to the stone table next to him, poured a bowl of water, moistened his throat, suppressed the ups and downs of blood, and said impatiently: "I heard that Ayi said that you guys were fighting with the Japanese.

How is the battle going?"

"Of course we won! We defeated more than one Japanese squadron, captured many weapons, and recruited a group of young men."

"We also cut a supply line of the Logistics Department at Takeuchi Lianshan, but with the efficiency of the Japanese army, this supply line should have been extended by now."

"Not bad, there are only more than thirty brothers. In just a short time, the Japanese have hit a supply line and destroyed a squadron." Long Wenwen immediately showed a smile on his face.

"Where are your casualties?"

Wang Zhongdao: "Two died, one was seriously injured, and a few were slightly injured. Others are nothing."

"That's you. If it were anyone else, you wouldn't even think about such a record." Long Wenwen said with emotion.

Wang Zhongdao: "Have Ayi told you the supplies I need?"

"Said it!"

"Hand grenades are okay, do you want some submachine guns?" Long Wenwen asked.

"A submachine gun without bullets is no different from a fire stick." Wang Zhong shook his head and said: "If you want to be so rich, you might as well support more grenades and medicines."

"Hand grenades and firearms are easy to say, they are not difficult to obtain." Long Wenwen said: "But this medicine is a bit difficult to obtain, and the price is extremely expensive."

"How about I send Mi Long back to you? He has a wide range of connections and knows many people."

"Forget it, I can handle this matter myself. My Dragon will be more useful if I follow you." Long Wenwen shook his head and said, although he is quite comfortable with My Dragon, it doesn't have to be My Dragon.

"Have you ever thought about using Mike's connections and resources?" Wang Zhong said suddenly.

Long Wenwen was stunned for a moment, then frowned: "Using Mike's connections and resources? Why didn't I think of that?"

"But can Mike agree?"

"How did you know he wouldn't agree without asking him?" Wang Zhong said: "Besides, we're not having sex for nothing, so you can just pay us."

"Mike is a Yankee. He must know more Yankees. Most of our guns and medicines are donated by Yankees. They must have a way."

Long Wenwen was also helpless. It was clear that the Yankees donated free things to our country, but many of them could not fall into their hands. Some of them even ended up in the hands of bandits from all over the country as soon as they showed up on the dock.

inside.

"How has the military training been recently?" Wang Zhong changed his tone and asked about the training.

Speaking of this, Long Wenwen had a bitter look on his face and looked at Wang Zhong resentfully: "Originally, the speed could have been faster, but you took away most of the veterans, and none of the remaining ones are reliable. I think

It will take a while to practice before you can develop your fighting strength."

"It's okay, we are not in a hurry. The ones who are in a hurry now are your devils at Nantianmen."

While the two were chatting, footsteps were heard again from outside. The person who came was none other than Long Wenwen's adjutant Meng Fan.

As Long Wenwen became the captain of the Sichuan Army, Meng Fanglia also rose with the tide, from a small messenger to the current adjutant of the regimental commander.

"Report to the head of the regiment, report to Dean Wu, grenades and medicines are ready."

"Follow the old rules, just send it to the woods beside the Yamadu River and leave a few soldiers to guard it."

"It's the leader!"

Meng Fangli dragged his lame leg, which had not fully recovered, out of the yard one step at a time, preparing to deliver Long Wenwen's orders.

"etc!"

Wang Zhong stopped him: "How many medicines are there?"

"Ten bottles of alcohol, five bottles of iodophor, gauze, and some hemostatic cotton."

"That's all?" Wang Zhong asked in surprise.

Meng Fangliao said decisively: "That's all."

"I'm talking about the captain, my captain, you are too stingy. You don't have enough for other things. The more gauze and alcohol the better. If you can get some amoxicillin, that would be even better."

"Amoxicillin? I want some too, but I have to have it on hand. This medicine is in short supply. A box of medicine can be worth a small yellow croaker. If there is an emergency, even a large yellow croaker can be used.

It can be sold." Long Wenwen said angrily.

Wang Zhong also knew that this matter was somewhat embarrassing for Long Wen Zhang.

"Okay, okay, take whatever you have, I'm not greedy." Wang Chong said with a smile.

As the old saying goes, business cannot be done without righteousness.

"By the way, have you gone to see the mountain?" Long Wenwen asked, pointing to the Nantianmen on the other side.

Wang Zhong nodded solemnly and said: "I went, but I only observed some superficial situations. I dare not judge the real actual situation."

Even with Wang Zhong's current ability, he wouldn't dare to explore the Nantian Gate wantonly.

Especially after Takeuchi's plan to dig a tunnel was interrupted by Wang Zhong, the defense on Nantianmen became even tighter. It was difficult for even a fly to fly in and take care of it, let alone a living person like Wang Zhong.

Although there is the blessing of the light body lifting technique, it cannot be hidden from the card granting personnel who take five steps and one post, and ten steps and one post.

Long Wenwen frowned and asked: "Takeuchi digs and digs at Nantianmen every day. What do you think he is digging for?"

Cao Lin said: "Authentic?"

"typical?"

As Long Wenwen said it, his brows were still furrowed and there was a bit of confusion on his face.

Wang Zhongdao: "No matter what he is doing, what we have to do now is to improve our strength in the shortest possible time and be ready to cross the river to counterattack at any time."

"What if Yu Xiaoqing refuses to launch a counterattack?" Long Wenwen suddenly changed his voice and asked.

"Then we initiate it!"

"It is better to ask for others than to ask for yourself."

"Besides, even if Yu Xiaoqing thinks the same as us, does the Yu family behind him think the same way?"

"Despite Yu Xiaoqing's majestic and selfless appearance now, when the time comes, he may not be able to suppress the few people sent by his father."
Chapter completed!