Chapter 18: Turkish Brigade (I)

"Look at what you are like? There is no such thing as a revolutionary soldier's behavior...style." Although Captain Chu was criticizing, for some reason, I always felt that he was holding back his smile.

The soldiers beside them looked at me and burst into laughter. I believe that if they were not afraid of being caught by the puppet soldiers sleeping in the house, they would definitely not have used chuckling to deal with me.

Look at myself, there is nothing funny, that is, I just saw the biscuits so excited, my hat was a little tilted, my rifle was backed, I stuffed a few unfinished biscuits in my mouth, and I was holding two boxes in my hands, which was a bit like the Kuomintang that was stealing on TV! Is that funny?

"Report to the commander!" I put down the two boxes of cookies in my hand awkwardly and said, "This... the situation is different? We are in the enemy's defense zone. If we don't take it, we will burn all the fire when the enemy fled, so how can we turn over it?"

"This!" Captain Chu finally laughed out loud: "Let me leave this matter to the political commissar to handle it, just pretend I didn't see it!"

After saying that, he left without looking back.

"Hey! Old Chu..." Political Commissar Chen did not expect that Chief Chu would use such a move. On one side was revolutionary discipline and on the other side was the obvious reality in front of him, which made him feel embarrassed.

"This..." He thought for a while and then approached my ear and whispered: "Leave some for the commander!"

After saying that, he chased Captain Chu in shame like a child who had stole something.

The soldiers waiting next to me asked me to give instructions. In just a few minutes, the whole vehicle of biscuits was cleaned. So along the way, the creaking sound of biting biscuits quickly sounded, and even the cold wind blew towards me had a smell of biscuits.

During the day, the troops had to enter the forest. The team of more than 1,000 people was not small, and the goal was too big when walking on the road. But the most important thing was that we were in the defense zone of the 7th Pseudo-8th Pseudo-Second Division. If it was the US military or the 1st Pseudo-1st Pseudo-Second Division, I would at least set up posts in places like villages and bridges, and scouts would be arranged in the forest. If that was the case, our team of thousands of people would be difficult not to be discovered.

During the day, the volunteers should have been sleeping and resting, but in order to intersperse behind enemy lines in time, the volunteers only rested on the snow in the forest for an hour before embarking on the march again. It goes without saying that the mountain road is difficult to walk, the biggest difficulty is the sleepiness that comes, which makes us fall more and more times on the road.

This situation worsened at night. The soldiers had been marching for several days when seducing the enemy. Now they had not slept for a day and night, and even the iron-killing people could not stand it. Some soldiers fell into the grass beside the road and did not see him get up for a long time. The soldiers behind them stepped forward and found that he was drooling in the grass. Fortunately, they walked back to the highway at night, otherwise they really didn't know how many soldiers would fall asleep on the roadside and not be discovered.

"Rest in place!"

When the soldiers who were rushing to the road were dizzy, they fell down in groups with a huh, and soon the highway was filled with snoring sounds.

I forced myself to stand for a while, not because my physical strength was better than others, but in fact I couldn't stand it now, but when I marched on the mountain road during the day, I fell down on the spot like them, and when I woke up, I found a big bag of stones hitting my head, and it was still painful. So I made up my mind to stand for dozens of times when I had "rest in place" in the future, and then...

I pulled the thigh of the volunteer soldier in front of me, and then turned over and lay down. It was warm and comfortable! I fell asleep in just a few seconds!

"Planer Cui, Plan Cui!" I felt someone calling me in my sleep, but my sleepiness made me ignore it. Suddenly, a cold face made me shudder. When I woke up, I saw that it was Xiao Shandong who grabbed the snow and rubbed it hard on my face.

"What's wrong? Are you going to set off again?" I looked at Xiaoshandong in confusion.

"No, the leader called you!" Xiao Shandong was so tired that he couldn't laugh. After conveying the order, he fell asleep just like he had given the last words.

I stood up shakingly and walked forward, not knowing how many feet and hands I stepped on, but I felt that it was soft along the way.

"Report!"

It is not difficult to find Captain Chu, because at this time they were the only few people sitting.

"Platform Commander Cui!" As soon as he saw me, Commander Chu waved his hand to me and sat down, pointing to the map and said, "Our location is here, Wayuan, our vanguard discovered the enemy in front of him. He didn't look like a puppet army or an American soldier. I said to Platoon Commander Cui, are there any foreign soldiers talking about this on your radio?"

"What does that soldier look like?" I thought to myself that there is no need for a radio. Based on the knowledge I have in modern times, I can tell which country it is based on the simple description of the soldier.

"Those soldiers have beards!" A soldier with disguise all over his body gestured with both hands and said, "Everyone has such a long scimitar hanging around his waist..."

"Turkish brigade!" I was shocked when I heard this. I didn't expect that the Turkish brigade would come up so quickly, and I was in trouble now.

The Pseudo-7th Division and the Pseudo-8th Division protect the right wing of the Eighth Army of the US. In real data, when the Pseudo-7th Division and the Pseudo-8th Division collapsed, Walker ordered the Turkish Brigade to take over. Unexpectedly, it was only one day since the war started, and it was time for the puppet army to collapse on its entire line.

"What is the Turkish Brigade?" Chen Ye saw that my face was wrong and couldn't help but ask with confusion: "Can these soldiers fight?"

"Can you fight!" I nodded and said solemnly: "This brigade has 5,000 people, but its weapons are not very good. The most amazing thing is the scimitars on their waists. They have played with them since childhood, and they have great close combat. Moreover, their bones are hard, and they will not surrender even if they kill them."

I couldn't help but flash the fierce look of the Turkic people who had watched in the movie, holding a scimitar and looking ferocious. The Turks are descendants of the Turkic people. In fact, "Turkey" and "Turkey" are very similar in pronunciation, one is turkey and the other is turkish. Even in the era of guns and cannons, they still have not lost the ferociousness of their ancestors. This is exactly what makes the volunteers' headaches.

"Um!" Chen Ye couldn't help but feel silent when he heard this, and his brows were furrowed.
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