Li Hao followed the old squad leader, and while hurrying, he learned about his current life experience.

When the rapid march was about to be unable to hold on, Li Hao also had a general understanding of his identity.

The cooks of the second company of the 37th Regiment of the Red 13th Division of the Red Fifth Army Corps, both of whom sacrificed their parents for the revolution, are completely a Red Army doll with red roots.

Now that the Long March has just begun, the 37th Regiment, as the rear guard of the whole army, is being ordered to rush to the position to block the pursuing enemy behind and cover the main force to cross the Xiangjiang River.

Li Hao had studied history and had been a compulsory soldier for two years, so he knew what the Long March meant to the Red Army.

But he didn't study the Long March, and he didn't know anything other than a few major events on the Long March.

At this moment, Li Hao felt that the memories in his head seemed to be useless except for the killing skills he had learned from the compulsory soldiers for two years.

What's more, those killing skills can't be exerted at all because their bodies are too thin.

"Haozi, is it almost impossible to run......" The old squad leader's concern pulled Li Hao back to reality.

"Hold on a little longer, do you see the hill and high ground in front, our regiment's position is there, and you can find the second company to return to the team when you arrive!"

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, you will be shocked when you see it.

The hilltop heights in the mouth of the old squad leader are at least two kilometers away.

Now the body is too thin, although he has the same name and surname as himself, his physique is not even one-third of what he was before he crossed.

Before the crossing, it was not a problem to march 30 kilometers by yourself.

Now, with nothing but an old sleeve on his body, he is already out of breath after marching less than ten kilometers without anything.

Look at the old squad leader again, although the wound was tied up by himself, the bleeding stopped.

But because of the continuous rush, the body is constantly in motion, and traces of blood can still be seen oozing from the wound.

On his pale face, beads of sweat kept coming out of his forehead.

However, the old squad leader still gritted his teeth and insisted, and his steps didn't even mean to slow down.

Li Hao was very irritable in his heart.

has a brain of battlefield skills and killing methods, but their thin bodies make it impossible for them to play at all.

If you don't have these skills to save your life, even if you are a thirteen-year-old child, even if you go to the battlefield, it will be cannon fodder!

No, not even qualified to be cannon fodder!

If you can't catch up with the troops and fall behind, the final outcome will either starve to death or be killed by the white dog chasing behind to receive the reward.

After thinking of this, Li Hao could only grit his teeth and reply: "I can still move!" ”

He had to break through his limits and become stronger through this kind of persistence and training, and then he could use the killing skills in his head.

Only in this way will he not be eliminated in this troubled era, can he keep up with the main forces of the Red Army, and through one battle after another, he will fulfill his dream of becoming a general.

Just when Li Hao gritted his teeth and insisted, and was about to run out of breath, two soldiers suddenly rushed out of the bushes next to the road, and shouted excitedly.

"Old squad leader, Haozi, you're finally back, and the company commander is about to go crazy!"

"You're hurt!"

Seeing the rifles on the shoulders of the two people, and then seeing the shoulders of the old squad leader that had been stained red with blood, the two soldiers were shocked and hurriedly rushed over.

Seeing Company Commander Zhang, the pain from the old squad leader's ninja wound quickly reported the encounter on the road, including how Li Hao used two grenades to dismiss a platoon of white dogs.

After finishing, he added unexpectedly: "Company commander, we have captured a total of two spears, although they are both old sleeves, but at least sixty percent new!" ”

"Two out of sixty bullets, two out of four, two out of four grenades. Now back to the company, all these weapons and ammunition have been handed in! ”

"Haozi, take the rifle and the remaining twenty-nine rounds of ammunition and hand them over to the company headquarters, this is the rule of our Red Army!"

When Li Hao was a compulsory soldier, he knew the iron discipline of the Red Army when he was captured and returned to the public.

After the crossing, I wanted to get a gun of my own, and I didn't care about anything else.

Now listening to the old squad leader's reminder, he suddenly reacted.

Very reluctant, but he still handed over the gun and bullets.

Because I learned from the old squad leader that Li Hao before the crossing was a very disciplined Red Army soldier.

If today's Li Hao even violates the discipline of confiscation and return to the public, the contrast between them will be too great, and it will definitely make people suspicious.

Company Commander Zhang took the two rifles and handed them to the instructor behind him very quickly, without being polite at all.

Of course, he couldn't be polite.

Before departure, almost a third of the fighters of the company were armed with broadswords and spears, and there were no guns.

All the way down the march, the heavy casualties made everyone in the company even a rifle. However, no one knew the situation of those rifles better than Company Commander Zhang.

Of the eighty rifles in the company, at least ten of them had been smoothed out, and the bullets that came out were floating, and there was no accuracy at all.

Although the old sleeve brought back by the two people is not a new gun, it can definitely be called a good gun compared to the tattered rifles that are smoothed out. What's more, the two of them also brought back fifty-eight bullets that were more precious than gold.

Seeing Company Commander Zhang's happy face, Li Hao, who was following the old squad leader, was not in a better mood at all.

I just got the gun in my hand, and I turned it in after firing a bullet, what kind of thing is this?

"Haozi, the troops are too difficult, those two guns must be more useful to leave them to the comrades in front than to stay in our hands!" The old squad leader saw Li Hao's thoughts at a glance, and explained patiently.

"I know you want a gun, but in this situation, many soldiers on the front line don't have a gun, and it's definitely unrealistic for you to carry a gun as a cook!"

"And I also tell you, there is no shortage of guns in our cooking class, and when it is really our cooking class's turn to go to the battlefield, we will guarantee as many guns as we want!"

Li Hao directly showed a disbelieving expression on his face.

"No way, old squad leader, don't coax me. Now that I've handed in the gun, I don't know if I can get another gun in the Year of the Monkey! ”

"Don't believe it!" The old squad leader's face suddenly became serious.

"Our cooking squad will not easily go to the battlefield, and when it is really our turn to go to the battlefield, the company will definitely fight with the enemy!"

"When the time comes, the battlefield will be full of weapons left by the sacrificed comrades, you say, you can have as many guns as you want!"

Speaking of this, the old squad leader's serious face suddenly became sad and indignant, as if he had thought of something.

"I've been the head of the cooking class for three years, and I've encountered this situation once, it's called a miserable~"

"When I led people up, the trenches were full of corpses, and there were less than twenty people left in the whole company, and they were completely fighting on the corpses of their comrades."

"I was holding a veteran's gun, and the veteran had died, and the rifle was still in my hand."

"It took a lot of effort to let him go, and then he continued to fight with his bloody rifle!"

"At that time, it was also strange that when I held the gun, the veteran had his eyes open, and he couldn't close his eyes. After we defeated the white dog, the veteran's eyes were closed. ”

"He must have been watching me repel the white dog's attack before he stared!"

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