Anti-Japanese War Korean Crazy

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The brigade commander said: "No hurry, let's talk about this hundred regiment battle first, you have made great achievements, how do you want me to reward you?"

Han Feng was taken aback: "Reward...Brigade Commander, the equipment, food and medical supplies in my regiment, if you can see it, can it be..."

"No fart, you have seen the conditions of the brigade department, just these few pieces of broken bricks and tiles, you can take whatever you like, as for equipment and food, don't even think about it, boy, if I have food and food Equipment, what else do you need?"

Han Feng was "aggrieved" and stopped talking, but his eyes kept darting around in the room of the brigade headquarters.

"What are you looking for, boy?"

"Brigade Commander, I think the old regiment commander is right, so I have to listen to him."

"What did that kid Li Yunlong say?"

"The old regiment commander said, our brigade commander is the same as an iron rooster. We don't pull out any hair. When we arrive at the brigade headquarters, we can go along and see if we can get anything from the brigade commander. Don't expect to get anything from the brigade commander. Good thing, once I made a great contribution, what was the result? The brigade commander sent me a pack of cigarettes, and when I left, I was still happy.

After a brief silence, the brigade members burst into laughter.

The brigade commander also lost his eyes with a smile, "Stinky boy, don't look at me, I'm just like that boy Li Yunlong said, picking at me! Since your injury is almost healed, and the report is over, hurry up Go back to your new third regiment!"

Han Feng patted the ammunition belt hanging on his chest and said, "Well, Brigadier Commander, you can't really do nothing, you have to add some ammunition to me!"

"Don't you have any ammunition, kid?"

"I did, and I brought a lot of more than 100 rounds, but they were all destroyed on the way."

"All over 100 rounds were destroyed?"

"Brigade Commander, don't get me wrong, we all have one bullet and one enemy, and we will never waste ammunition."

The brigade commander nodded: "I heard that you are a sharpshooter. You are a great young man. You had trouble just after you got out of the hospital. The devil has another headache this time."

Han Feng said: "However... Brigadier, why are there so many enemy strongholds suddenly appearing on the road, they are almost coming to our base."

The brigade commander smiled, "What do you think?"

Han Feng said: "The reason should be easy to explain. Although we won a great victory in the Hundred Regiments War, it also exposed our foundation. I guess after this battle, the little devil should shift his focus from the frontal battlefield to ours." The battlefield behind the enemy is here, and together with the so-called friendly forces, we may have a hard time in the future!"

The brigade commander and the others looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.

They were still talking about this matter just now, but they didn't expect to point it out right away when this brat came.

As far as they knew, this kid was in a coma in the hospital for four months during the Hundred Regiments War!

The brigade commander became more and more interested, "Xiao Han, what do you think we should do?"

394 Return to the New Third Regiment

How to do?

Han Feng couldn't laugh or cry: "Brigadier, this is something that the headquarters needs to consider. I only know what I should do, and that is to go back and take my new third regiment, stick to my own territory, and guard against the little devil's counterattack at any time."

"If the devil's counterattack is too strong, what will you do?"

"To preserve strength, talents are the most important thing. Even if we continue to hide in the mountains, as long as our soldiers are there, it's okay to let the little devils have a few cities. When the time comes, we will counterattack and drive the devils out of China in one go. , we will win this war of resistance.”

The chief of staff smiled and said: "Okay, well said, Comrade Xiaohan, I didn't expect you to be so young, and in a few words, you almost summed up the policy of our Eighth Route Army's war of resistance. It's amazing! Brigadier! , Based on these few words, I think you can't be too picky this time, and you have to equip Comrade Xiao Han's ammunition or something!"

The brigade commander said: "Okay, since Lao Li has said so, let's just be generous this time, with enough bullets, we can't let you go back to the new third regiment, and then tell the soldiers, our Brigadier Chen is really good!" You penniless iron rooster, your regiment commander, I rushed all the way to the brigade headquarters, and didn’t even get a single bullet, right?”

The brigade headquarters reverberated with laughter again, Han Feng accompanied the chiefs and continued to roast the fire, the brigade commander arranged for someone to fetch the corresponding bullets for Han Feng, after the bullets were fetched, in front of the brigade commander and others, Han Feng acted smoothly Filled his [-]-type rifle and two [-]-ring box guns with bullets, then put the rifles on his back, stood up and saluted the brigade commander and others, saying: "Several chiefs, the way back to the regiment is still short. It's far away, if I don't start earlier, I should eat at your brigade headquarters. My appetite is not small. If there is trouble, there will be meat. The brigade commander should feel distressed again, so let's get on the road! "

The brigade commander couldn't laugh or cry: "You boy, why do I suddenly have a feeling that one Li Yunlong is enough for me to have a headache, and if there are more of you, I will not be able to live in the future."

Amidst the loud laughter, the brigade commander sent Han Feng off. This kind of treatment was rare, and the political commissar laughed and said, "Comrade Xiao Han, I've never heard of a regimental commander who can send the brigade commander off in person! What a face you have!"

I don’t know when it snowed outside the wooden door. In this age, which is still mostly primitive and has not suffered from industrial shocks, the global greenhouse effect is a word that humans have never heard of. It's not weird either.

It's just that when the blowing snowflakes hit people's faces fiercely in the cold wind, all human beings who can still show some physiological adjustment stress responses can't help shivering a few times.

The snow that fell suddenly in the standard six-petal shape became more and more intense. The ancients recorded that "every plant has five more flowers, and only six snowflakes". The shape falls, rarely irregular. Every time it snows, it may be a kind of snowflake, or it may be a mixture of several kinds of snowflakes, but no matter what, no matter when you receive a snowflake falling in your hand, take advantage of it. Before it melts, it is always different. For millions of years, you will never find two identical snowflakes. They are always carefully crafted, even if there are hundreds of millions of snowflakes falling. , each piece has never cut corners, which makes people marvel at the infinite good fortune of the Creator, but at the same time can't help but wonder, what kind of God gave birth to such a pair of skillful hands to fabricate such delicate little flowers?

Everyone walked all the way to the gate of the small courtyard, looking at the fluffy white snow that had appeared on the ground, Han Feng said: "Several chiefs, just send it here! I really can't bear to send it any further."

The political commissar said: "It's snowing a lot. This winter seems to be colder this year. It's not the end of the twelfth lunar month. We have to wrap up our cotton jackets and use the brazier in advance. I'm afraid this winter will be difficult!"

The brigade commander's face was a bit worried: "Boy Han, it's snowing heavily, you are right, you still have a long way to go to the new third regiment this time! Your injury has not healed yet, I can't feel sorry for that Food, stay at the brigade headquarters for a few days, wait for the snow to stop before leaving!"

Han Feng smiled wryly and said: "Brigade Commander, I think the political commissar's words are quite right. This winter is not easy to survive! It's just a little wind and cold, and you are not afraid of death. Are you afraid of this? Just adapting on the road, the human body is actually enough Damn, the better you treat it, the more likely it will go wrong. If you treat it harder and give it more hardships and sufferings, don't tell me, your body will become stronger. Maybe with this heavy snow, When I return to the regiment, the injury will be completely healed."

Hahahaha

"This Han boy, he can still talk nonsense! Then I won't keep you anymore. It's still the same sentence. Bring the new three regiments. With your returning Xinsan regiment, that is a real lunatic regiment. I believe it will be impossible. How long will it take for the Crazy Three Regiments to shine again?"

Han Feng rode away, braving the wind and snow, galloping all the way.

Looking at the back of Han Feng going away, the brigade commander turned his head to look at a few people, and laughed loudly, "This Han boy is a good comrade!"

"A good comrade!"

The political commissar and chief of staff, together with the deputy head, said together.

Snow does not turn snow into cold, the proverbs summed up by the old people are not wrong, but they are only relatively speaking, when it is really cold, everything is nonsense, nothing else, the soldiers wear too thin.

So everyone got up diligently, started exercising, and warmed up as soon as the body was hot. This winter is to freeze those lazy bones.

These days, the Xinsan Regiment is dead. There was a battle in Heyuan County, a battle in Wucheng County, a confrontation with the 21st Brigade of the Japanese Army, and a battle of a hundred regiments. It is said that after these many battles, they made great achievements. Needless to say, the new three regiments have achieved the reputation of "Crazy Three Regiments" throughout Sanjin, and everyone should be happy.

But they couldn't be happy, and the atmosphere of the whole group was no longer the vitality of the past. Although the political commissar Xu Zilin tried several times to use encouragement to lead everyone out of the downturn, it didn't play a big role.

Xu Zilin knew very well that because the soul of the new third regiment was gone, if a person lost his soul, he would lose his soul, and if a regiment lost his soul, he would also be lifeless.

He looked in the direction of the city gate from afar, wishing that there would be a shadow in front of his eyes, even if it was only illusory, it would be good to take a look, he is the soul of Xinsantuan!

The monk was scolding Duan Peng for being unjust and forgetting himself when he had other brothers. The original words were like this: "Duan Peng, you have no loyalty. It's only been a few days? Just forget about us. time?

Go to see the third brother and don't call me?Just take Zhou Daniu there secretly, you say, do you look down on me? "

Duan Peng explained for the nth time: "Monk, it's not that I don't take you there, we are going to report the situation to the head of the group, what are you going to do?"

"Why can't I go? I still have to report the situation to my third brother! In this battle, from Heyuan County to the Hundred Regiments Battle, our sharp knife company didn't embarrass third brother. You report the situation? My sharp knife company can't do it!" Worse than your commandos!"

Xu Zilin came out from the room of the regiment headquarters, glared at the monk and Duan Peng and said, "It's so cold, you two are not so much arguing here, it's better to see the truth under your hands, compete, fight, have some activities Not to mention the muscles and bones, just to warm up the body."

The monk laughed: "Hey, the political commissar's idea is good, Duan Peng, haven't we had a fight for a while? Taking advantage of the good weather today, I have to compete with you."

Duan Peng said: "Just compare, I'm afraid you won't succeed?"

The courtyard of the regiment headquarters immediately became lively, the fists and feet of the monk and Duan Peng collided in the yard, Xu Zilin felt relieved, the regiment headquarters became more popular now.