Su Qing opened his eyelids vaguely and saw a ripped gray burlap tent.

He turned his head hard, and an oil lamp on the table emitted a dim light. He gathered his eyes and saw clearly two figures lying on the table, with a small braid drooping and tilting to the side.

Another lying gray shadow tilted his head, and the bent brim of the hat trembled up and down with his breathing, shaking up and down slightly, a little warm and moved. After moving a little, a pain came from his abdomen and frowned.

I turned my head slightly and stared at him without blinking. It felt a little unreal. Could it be an illusion? Is it a little bit like what happened to me on the stretcher carefully? It seemed that I couldn't remember it very clearly, as if I was in a dream.

I was shocked. As an intelligence officer, this feeling made her very uncomfortable. He shouldn't have appeared here. It was at least a hundred miles away from the wine stand in the mountains in the south.

Now this is not a wine station. She could feel the smell of the air differently, and suddenly she felt a little thirsty.

There were many snoring sounds of different sizes and lengths outside the house, and there were many people.

After moving his body for a while, he felt the pain in his abdomen, and moaned without shyness.

The braid woke up first, raised her head, rubbed her eyes with her little hands, then got up, stretched her waist, subconsciously looked around, and then looked at Su Qing in surprise.

Looking at Su Qing's black eyes, he reacted with a happy face and quickly took two steps forward: "Oh, the vixen...hehe...Sister Su Qing, are you awake?"

After saying that, he lowered his head embarrassedly, looked at his toes, raised his head again, reached out and touched Su Qing's forehead: "Ele.me?"

Su Qing blinked, feeling a little amused: "Pour me a glass of water."

The girl quickly pulled her head back, looking at Hu Yi who was still making a small cry, shook her head, ignored her, and took a bowl from the table: "I have prepared porridge for you, Wang Xiaosan said, drink less water after being injured."

He gently shook to the edge of the kang like a butterfly, holding the bowl hesitated: "What...why do you drink this?"

"Help me up..." Her voice was very weak and hoarse, and the girl could hear it clearly.

The girl had to put the bowl on the table again. Perhaps because she was walking with the wind, her bent hat brim moved, and Hu Yi changed his position and continued to sleep.

The girl stepped forward and helped Su Qing up, leaned against the wall beside the pit, and tightened the linen tent.

"Girl, where is this... Why am I here? Why are you here again?"

"Here, the enemy war zone."

"I know it's an enemy war zone."

"Can you drink the porridge before talking?"

"All right."

The girl obviously had no experience in caring for people, so Su Qing had to drink a big bowl of porridge in one breath. The girl used her dirty sleeves to wipe Su Qing's mouth. The sleeves were still stained with sand, which was a little rough and had a painful lips.

Su Qing stuck out his tongue and swept his lips up and down.

"Are you going to?" the girl asked quickly.

Su Qing moved his body and asked him to sit upright, but pulled the wound. He couldn't help but trembled slightly in pain, and frowned: "I'm full."

"Does it hurt?"

"fine."

"Hehe, I sewed your wound, like a turtle."

Su Qing subconsciously glanced at the bandaged abdomen, laughing and crying: "Then I have to thank you."

"No, next time I write... I'll just write two less."

"Girl, ask you something, where is Platoon Commander Wang and the others?" Su Qing looked at the girl who threw the bowl on the table and then came back to sit on the edge of the kang.

"They... should be fine, because when they encountered the large Japanese army, Platoon Commander Wang led the Japanese to run north. We all carried the wounded back. Don't worry, it's dark and they will definitely be able to run away."

"Nine Corps? Are you all here?"

"Hey? Most of them have arrived, uh? There are also guerrilla Lao Meng and the others here."

"Which old Meng?"

"Qiufeng Guerrilla Team, uh, I forgot, you haven't seen it before." The girl's eyes rolled.

Su Qing was stunned, Qiufeng Guerrilla Team?

I had just arrived at the supplementary regiment for more than a month and encountered the Japanese siege. The work had just begun. The regiment suddenly arranged for me to go to the armed work team on the plains, and the place I was about to work was the Qiufeng Guerrilla Brigade!

How could such a coincidence happen?

The little girl's eyes were spinning so fast, and this must have something to do with her.

Stop talking, stare at the girl without blinking.

The girl was so furious that she was staring at Su Qing. She quickly looked around and had to stare at her little feet that were about to hang down to the ground.

Silently, "What are you doing with me?"

"What the hell is going on?"

The girl looked up suddenly: "What a big deal? The military sub-district wants good things from our Ninth Company and asks Hao Yun too. Have you never seen Hao Yun, he can drive armored vehicles. Hehe, I asked the regiment commander to ask the military sub-district to lend the Qiufeng Guerrilla Brigade to our Ninth Company. Oh, I forgot to tell you that our Ninth Company will be promoted to the camp soon."

"Then you ask the military sub-district to order the supplementary regiment and transfer me to the Qiufeng Guerrilla Brigade?" Su Qing was shocked, this girl...

"Oh, you don't know that the military sub-district has taken us a lot of advantage. A armored car, a car taken away, and if they are the broken guerrilla brigade, my aunt will suffer a lot this time." The girl still felt very disappointed.

For the sake of breaking the Nine Company, my aunt's armored car was gone. When she turned around, she thought that there seemed to be a buried in the north of Meixian, so she had to take time to dig it out.

My thoughts are so fast that I am really worried.

As for whether the armored car is rusty and whether it can be used, I won’t consider it for the time being, because she has no idea at all. Will the Japanese have already taken it away? Probably not?

??

Two black shadows quietly slipped down the blockade ditch.

"I think I wasn't beaten to death by the Japanese, and I'm likely to be smoky by your broken leggings." Yang carefully pulled the monkey, who had no strength in one hand, from the ditch.

"Don't you know how to pull two strips of cloth to plug your nostrils?"

After the monkey finished speaking, he put away the guy who was eating. It was a three-clawed iron hook tied with long legs.

Then pull out two pieces of cloth strips from your nostrils and carefully stuff them into the clothes bag.

"Hey, I said, your cloth strip seems to be torn on your leggings, right?"

"Ah, what's the matter?"

"Don't it smell?"

"Don't care about your business."

"Monkey, I ask you, how did you join the army before?"

"What are you asking about this?"

"If we can't go back this time, we have to figure out who brought me to the road on the road."

"Hehe, brothers used to be the heroes of Liangshan who robbed the rich and helped the poor."

"Your panel is like a flea on the drum."

"I used to eat hundreds of families."

"They all say you are a thief. If you don't say you don't believe me, I still think you are a beggar."

"I lost my hand and was caught in the police station. I almost shot it. As a result, the Japanese attackers came and were recruited by the security team as a suicide squad. Hehe, the King of Hell dared not accept it. Later, he was reorganized and has been till now."

"You're so awesome, aren't you just a little thief?"

"Little thief? Go to Tianjin Guard to inquire..."

"So what's wrong?"

"?I am now the Eighth Route Army. Do you know, the Eighth Route Army that goes to heaven and earth."

"Hehe, don't take yourself seriously, I think, why don't we brothers run away."

"You are shameless. If someone in your family dies in this village today, can you bear it?"

"But that's not my family!"

"Believe it or not, I stab you?"

"I mean, let's kill a few Japanese devils who have been killed in the sky before running."

"Run? Where to run? Are you having a problem with your mind? There are food shortages everywhere in the plains now, and it is difficult to get along. Even if you go south to the Kuomintang-controlled area, you will most likely have to be a suicide squad. Have you forgotten how we used to catch deserters?"

"Be a death squad!"

"How many can survive?"

"That's right, you are not used to going high. We quietly passed the blockade and entered the Japanese hinterland. We can still eat delicious food and drink spicy food, and we can still fight Japanese?"

"You know, you're interested in hiding east and hiding all day long?"

"But, the Eighth Route Army is too poor. I drink porridge all day long, and I lose more than half of my fat."
Chapter completed!