After climbing out of the muffled can carriage that had been stuck for more than 40 hours, You Fei and others were about to relax the muscles and bones of their bodies, Hu Weiyue shouted in his throat: "Class 1 come and line up." The eleventh-class privateers of the 1st class slowly gathered together, and none of them were at peace. Some people were shaking their heads like rattles, some were hammering each joint, as if they were suffering from arthritis, and some were picking their noses, which doubled the nostrils.

"Stand for me!" Hu Weiyue raised his voice several times.

"Old Hu, you're swallowing gunpowder, yelling so loudly." A man walked over with a smile. You Feixun looked at him. This man was the person he didn't want to see the person he least wanted to see Qiu Lin.

Hu Weiyue laughed and ran over to hug Qiu Lin. It seemed that the two were quite familiar. Hu Weiyue shouted to the people in Group One: "Brothers, this is Qiu Lin, the squad leader of Class 4. I, Hu Weiyue, once a comrade-in-arms who shared life and death, should you respect him as much as I am, do you know?"

"I can't guarantee that I can do this, Squad Leader Hu." You Fei sneered.

Hu Weiyue's face darkened. He Tianhao and others followed You Fei's head. Six of the eleven soldiers listened to You Fei's command. Hu Weiyue had a headache with You Fei. Hu Weiyue coughed and said, "You Fei, don't be troubled!"

"Haha, Lao Hu, you brother has some grudges with me. I was caught in the army that night when I wanted to have a wedding chamber, so how could I treat me like I was?" Qiu Lin said slowly next to me. Hu Weiyue was relieved and said, "We will rest at the station tonight. Take the time to get your gun familiar with it. Don't let me silence when you go to the battlefield."

"Yes!" everyone responded in unison.

"Squad leader, I have been pressing the chamber in the car these two days. I have been playing around with it all the time. I have to fire some bullets to practice. Otherwise, even if we know how to shoot, if we don't shoot correctly, the enemy will take away our lives!" He Tianhao bent over and laughed.

Hu Weiyue raised his eyebrows and shouted, "Although the words make sense, the sir, I can't let you practice live ammunition without giving me orders. When you can go to the battlefield, you will have a lot of opportunities to shoot you. As long as you don't die for ten days and half a month, you will be sharpshooters. How can you talk so much nonsense? Okay, let me practice them all. Lin Fugui, you are responsible for supervising. Whoever is lazy to see how I come back will deal with you." After that, Hu Weiyue and Qiu Lin walked to chat with each other and laughed.

Bah! You Fei spitted phlegm on the ground heavily, his teeth creaked and his eyes were staring at Qiu Lin's back with a fierce look.

"Don't let me be lazy. Now if you spend more time on the battlefield, you will have more chances to survive. If anyone thinks that life is long, give me a rest." You Fei shouted in a shrill tone. He Tianhao and the other four were repeating the boring mechanical movements in a muffled voice. When the other four saw You Fei and the most restless people practicing hard, they did not dare to slack off.

Looking around, most of the people in other classes were resting, and they couldn't find them as hard as one. At this time, Feng Ping happened to get out of the carriage. When he passed by the roadside of a group, he saw the soldiers working so hard, and he nodded in his heart. Feng Ping approached a group of people and stopped and said, "It's very good. It's really rare that he still doesn't forget to practice shooting during the rest. Which class are you from and which squad leader is?"

Seeing that it was Feng Ping, everyone in the squad stopped, all stood at attention with guns, shouting in unison: "Hello, sir!" You Fei took a step and said: "We are the first battalion, one company, four yards, one squad, and the squad leader Hu Weiyue is not here now. I am the accurate squad leader You Fei!"

"Accurate squad leader?" Feng Ping smiled, "I have been in the army for many years, but I have never seen anyone claiming to be the Accidental squad leader. What do you mean by the Accidental squad leader?"

You Feilang said, "On the battlefield, death and injury are common. If the squad leader Hu Weiyue unfortunately dies in his country and I am still alive, then I will be the most qualified person to be the squad leader among the group."

"Bastard, there is no one who curses his superiors to die. If you want to sit in my seat, then you have to burn incense every day and beg me to die soon!" Feng Ping's angrily veins appeared on his neck.

You Fei stared at Feng Ping, and his timidity was not revealed at all. He smiled and said, "Who is the soldier who doesn't want to climb up? He can still climb up by stepping on the corpses of his predecessors. I have no intention of cursing others. I just believe that I will be the one who will live to the end."

Feng Ping took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Yu Fei, okay, I remember your name, I hope you can live for a long time." After that, Feng Ping left with big strides.

As soon as Feng Ping left, everyone's hearts were relieved. Jiang Jie gasped and said, "Big...Brother, it scared me. You didn't hear Squad Leader Hu say that if the soldiers disobeyed the officials, they would... be shot!"

You Fei pinched the fat on Jiang Jie's face hard. Jiang Jie screamed in pain. You Fei smiled and said, "Fatty Jiang, am I still alive!"

On the other side, Hu Weiyue and Qiu Lin were having a happy chat. Qiu Lin suddenly asked, "Old Hu, what do you think of that boy You Fei in your class?"

"Yu Fei? It's flowing, and my eyes are always spinning. I can't guess what he is trying to make. Sometimes when I see his eyes rolling, I feel panicked. He used to be a hooligan, but his six brothers are far inferior to him!" Hu Weiyue replied casually. "Hey, why are you asking this? I think he can't swallow you all in his stomach. You're not afraid, hehe!"

Qiu Lin smiled and said, "He is a sharp blade that has not yet been opened!"

"What did you say?" Hu Weiyue said.

"Oh, nothing, where did we just talk about?" Qiu Lin turned around again.

Hu Weiyue said with a spit on his face: "I just talked about going to the mountains and forests of northern Guangdong to suppress bandits that year. That time I killed the land was so cool. I still remember..." The two talked happily, recalling the glory of the past.

After Feng Ping left, all the people in the group squatted on the ground and started practicing again. Huang Long stopped and shouted, "Brother, I'm in a hurry, go and make some more convenient!" After that, he ran away without waiting for You Fei to reply.

You Fei frowned and said, "What a lazy person who is so shitty and pee!"

After a while, Huang Long, who had returned from helping, mysteriously pulled Youfei aside. Youfei was annoyed: "I said you have nothing to say, why do you have to talk too far!"

"Brother, I just heard a lot of people discussing that they want to escape!" Huang Long said in a low voice.

You Fei said in a deep voice: "Huanglong, this is not a trivial matter. The deserter wants to behead him. Do you hear it clearly?"

Huang Long nodded and said, "Of course, I understand it. I heard it when I was helping out. They will leave tonight. There are still a lot of people who are angry. Do you see if we are taking advantage of the chaos too..."

You Fei said anxiously: "Don't tell others about this. You have never heard of this before. What should you do? Do you know?"

"But!" Huang Long said bitterly.

"No, but, if something goes wrong, I will twist your head off!" You Fei said sternly.

Huang Long nodded with a depressed look on his face, You Fei slapped Huang Long in the head, and then he went back to practice.

It was late at night, and the waiting hall of the train station was full of soldiers, each of whom was holding guns and squeezing into a ball. The huge hall was only two dim kerosene lamps, and the lights were very strange.

A figure slowly stood up among the crowds of people lying on the ground, and then more and more figures stood up. These people flashed left and right in the crowd, slowly touching like the door of the hall. The two guards guarding the hall also leaned against the door with guns and fell asleep. These people tiptoed out, without making any sound throughout the process, like a group of ghosts.

After they walked out of the hall, they ran to the streets outside desperately. However, before they could run more than ten steps away, gunshots began to sound. Many torches suddenly appeared around them, illuminating the open space in front of the railway station hall like daytime. The few people running in front of them had already fallen to the ground. The slowly dyed red ground showed that these people had said goodbye to the world. The remaining people were frightened and trembling one by one. The guard company Fengping pointed the gun at them. How could they not be afraid?

Feng Ping, who was clinging to the coat, walked out from behind the guard company with live ammunition. The guard company was half of the people drawn from Yu Hanmou's guard company. They were all good soldiers and soldiers who had experienced the battle formation. Looking at the more than 200 people in front of him who were about to be sentenced to escape, Feng Ping felt angry.

The soldiers in the hall were also awakened. The companies were in a hurry to complete a team, and shifted from the gate to the open space outside. Many shifts were short of people, and some shifts were even left with only a squad leader. After yelling for a long time, no one was gathered. It took a quarter of an hour to drive out all the people out. Feng Ping was very unhappy when he saw the messy people and thought to himself: With this quality, let alone fighting the Japanese, I guess even the bandits in the mountains could not beat them. I had to beat them well through the rest, otherwise I would have to go to the front line to be cannon fodder.

Feng Ping took out his pistol and fired two shots at the night sky. The originally noisy soldiers immediately calmed down. Feng Ping pointed the deserters in the middle with a gun and said, "These people tried to escape from the army at night. According to the military law, all deserters should be rectified on the ground. Not killing is not enough to rectify the military law, not killing is not enough to consolate the soldiers and feet who fought bloodyly on the front line, and not killing is not enough to comfort the heroic souls of thousands of people who died under the Japanese guns. The guard company has all the guns, raise their guns, aim, and shoot!" After Feng Ping finished speaking, the gunshots crackled, and there were few screams, because many people hit the brain and caused instant death. The guard company is worthy of being Yu Hanmou's personal guard company, and all of them are excellent in gunfire.

When the gunshots stopped, none of the more than 200 people could stand up. Feng Ping looked around and the soldiers' heads were buried deep, and the whole field was silent. "Whoever dares to defect, will die. The 137th Regiment does not allow soft-footed shrimps. This time, he went north to fight against Japan, he should be determined to sacrifice his life for the country, and to maintain the will of destroying the enemy, so as to preserve the unyielding war spirit of our China. Did you hear it?"

"Yes!" the soldiers responded in a coaxing voice.

Feng Ping raised his hand and said, "Everyone should rest. I asked you to sleep in the hall before to test the scumbags who had just been killed. During the war, the army was not allowed to sleep under the eaves. If the enemy fighter jets attacked, you would have to be buried under the rubble and let me sleep in the open space."

The soldiers of the guard company quickly moved the bodies on the ground, but no one cleaned the blood on the ground. Feng Ping shouted: "Each company will find a quick place to stay, continue to rest, and have morning fuck tomorrow!" After that, Feng Ping turned around and left.

No one dared to lie up at the place where the deserters fell just now, but the breeze was so close to the ground, and the smell of blood was very strong, which stimulated the soldiers to recall the scene of more than 200 people being shot. Everyone was chilling in their hearts. There were no one who could still sleep now. Everyone's eyes were wide open and their bodies were trembling slightly, not knowing whether it was because of the cold or fear.

Huang Long whispered to You Fei who was lying beside him, "Brother, it's so dangerous!"

"Don't talk nonsense, go to bed!" You Fei turned around and ignored Huang Long, and his eyes were wide open. He used to think that he was more cruel than others than others, but a few minutes ago, the number two hundred people finished like that, and more than two hundred living lives ended like that. This really exceeded You Fei's psychological ability. It seems that officials would not take soldiers seriously. This is really fucking accurate.

The wind cried, and the soldiers lying in the open space could not fall asleep for a long time...
Chapter completed!