In the evening, a horse-drawn cart and a donkey cart stopped in a secret camp in the mountains, it was Huo Xiaoshan Murong Pei and the group of anti-United Nations fighters. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

On the way, Huo Xiaoshan already knew that the Anti-Union who sang the two-person turn turned out to be a battalion commander surnamed Wei.

And the person they rescued was a director surnamed Teng, who was in charge of logistics and material procurement of the Anti-Japanese Federation.

On the way back to the station, Director Teng was arrested by the puppet army, and after receiving the letter, Battalion Commander Wei did not have time to transfer more people, so he and the four Anti-United Nations fighters performed a good show of singing foul language ****** at the entrance of Qingshan Town, and successfully rescued Director Teng before he was captured in the enemy camp.

On the way to the secret camp, he didn't encounter any more devils, but a small incident occurred.

The two puppet soldiers who stayed in the donkey cart to guard Director Teng naturally became prisoners, and according to the usual practice of the Anti-Japanese Federation, they disarmed their guns and educated the prisoners a few words, and they would not take these two prisoners to the secret camp.

Just when he was about to let these two captives go, Battalion Commander Wei saw that one of the puppet soldiers was very familiar, so he called him down and asked: "I remember, I captured you as a prisoner when I led my troops to fight Bali Bridge, and I captured you again when I fought the second camp, why did you become a puppet army again?!" ”

The puppet thief glanced at Battalion Commander Wei without a meteor, and said cautiously: "Yes, sir, it is the small one." ”

"You are still addicted to being a traitor, and you must not repeat again and again, this time I will kill you!" Battalion Commander Wei was about to pull out his gun as he spoke.

"Don't! Other! Other! The puppet army hurriedly begged for mercy, "Sir, it's not easy for you to get some bullets from the Anti-Alliance, why waste one of your bullets because of me?" Besides, besides, I haven't shot at our Anti-Japanese Alliance, I'm just a mess, if I hadn't been a prisoner three times, who would have sent you three guns for nothing? ”

This sentence made the whole car laugh, and Camp Commander Wei also laughed: "Get out, don't let me look at you again next time, I will never be spared if I look at you again!"

"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir." Seeing that he had taken back his life, the puppet army bowed twice to the battalion commander of Wei, and the other turned around and ran away.

The crowd laughed again.

After that, there was nothing to do all the way, and the two cars successfully arrived at the secret camp of the Anti-Japanese Federation.

The camp was in a valley surrounded by mountains, with a row of horse racks in the middle of the clearing, surrounded by dense trees.

The so-called horse frame is simply two "A" shaped wooden frames, covered with sheep grass, some of which are pasted with mud, which can protect against wind and rain in summer and cold in winter.

The people in the secret camp, who had already received the news from the guard post, soon gathered around the cart, and there were more than 100 people.

They greeted Battalion Commander Wei, and Huo Xiaoshan saw that some of them were wearing military uniforms and some were dressed like ordinary people, some were holding Type 38 rifles in their hands, some were holding old sleeves, and some were holding big blades on their backs and box guns pinned to their waists.

At this time, a loud voice sounded behind the crowd: "Haha, Lao Teng is back!" ”

When everyone heard this, they all got out of the way, and Huo Xiaoshan saw that the person who walked into the crowd was a small man, half a head shorter than the people around him, which was in stark contrast to his loud voice.

When Director Teng saw the visitor, he hurriedly stood up and saluted: "Commander! ”

Commander? Huo Xiaoshan couldn't help but take a closer look, and saw that his slender face, flat head, looked very dark and thin, and he was only about thirty years old, but his eyes were exceptionally sharp and bright.

"If Camp Commander Wei hadn't brought someone to rescue me this time, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to come back." Director Teng said with a smile, and there was a bit of a taste of the aftermath in his tone.

"It's a blessing that we made it in time, but it's really hanging, hehe, I almost didn't make it, but fortunately we have a young hero." The battalion commander of Na Wei pushed Huo Xiaoshan, who was standing beside him, in front of the commander, and the oil paint on his nose had not yet been painted at this time, but the people around him were not too strange to look at him, thinking that others were no longer surprised by his dress.

"Oh?" The short commander looked at the slender boy in front of him with interest.

"Three shots blew up the heads of the three devils, this box cannon is really covered!" Camp Commander Wei praised.

"Really? Good job, hehe, it's really a hero from ancient times. When the commander heard this, he also exclaimed, "In the future, follow me Zhao Shangzhi to fight devils!" ”

Zhao Shangzhi? Huo Xiaoshan looked ignorant, but Murong Pei beside him was surprised.

Nan Yang and North Zhao, is such an ordinary little man who is not outstanding in appearance or even a little ugly the commander of the Northeast Anti-Japanese Federation who was captured by the RB devils?

"How's it going? Would you like to fight devils with Commander Zhao? Battalion Commander Wei gently pushed Huo Xiaoshan.

Huo Xiaoshan smiled a little shyly and said, "It's a must to fight devils!" But I have to find my dad and my mom first! ”

"Your father, your mother?" Everyone turned their attention to the white cloth wrapped around the waists of Huo Xiaoshan and Murong Pei, if it wasn't for their father and mother, how could anyone have a child wrapped in a white cloth around their waists.

"I have a gun in my hand, and I am afraid that the devils will find out, so I pretend that my father and mother don't tie the strip of white cloth around my waist." Huo Xiaoshan saw everyone's doubts and hurriedly explained.

"Oh." Everyone was relieved.

"This little guy doesn't seem to be in good health, who is he?" Zhao Shangzhi's gaze turned to Murong Pei, who was standing beside Huo Xiaoshan.

"He's my brother, he's a dumb person." Huo Xiaoshan said, "He was not dumb, but his father was sick and had no medicine to treat him." Huo Xiaoshan made up a detail, anyway, Murong Pei pretending to be dumb has become a habit, on the way to the secret camp of the Anti-United Nations, she did not say a word, and the anti-United Nations fighters in the same car just felt that this child was a little shy and a little weird.

"Oh," Zhao Shangzhi nodded.

In the era of war, the Chinese people had too many misfortunes, and everyone present was silent for a while

"I'll talk about other things later, Commander Zhao, see if we go to dinner first, my belly is a big grunt." Director Na Teng smiled and broke the momentary speechless atmosphere.

"Good! Let's eat! Just waiting for you to come back! Zhao Shangzhi waved his hand.

Due to the limited conditions of the secret camp, which are all pony shelves, there is no canteen that can accommodate many people to eat together.

That is, a simple grass hut was built in the open air, and a few large cauldrons for cooking were supported in it, and all the people in the secret camp lined up to eat there with the guys who ate.

Huo Xiaoshan Murong Pei saw that the guys who ate in the hands of the soldiers also had their own characteristics, including coarse porcelain bowls, aluminum lunch boxes, iron cylinders, and even RB steel helmets!

When it was the turn of the soldier who used the steel helmet to eat, they also heard Zhao Shangzhi quip, "Your job is the biggest in our Anti-Japanese Federation."

The fighter honestly replied, "Commander, I don't eat much."

Zhao Shangzhi said, "We are not afraid of you eating, you can use all the steel helmets of the little devils to eat."

Zhao Shangzhi's words caused laughter from those present.

Huo Xiaoshan and the two of them also found that Zhao Shangzhi actually lined up to eat with ordinary soldiers, and the soldier with the steel helmet as a rice bowl was in front of Zhao Shangzhi, neither saw any soldier deliberately let the commander eat first, nor did they see Zhao Shangzhi put the commander on the shelf, it was obvious that everyone in the secret camp had become accustomed to this kind of unanimous approach of officers and soldiers.

Dinner was bud rice flour cake and pork stewed potatoes, and the food was not bad.

Huo Xiaoshan and Murong Pei didn't know that the past two years were the time when the Anti-Japanese Federation had reached its peak of development, and they had received a lot of support from the people in the guerrilla areas, so the logistics work had been greatly guaranteed.

Huo Xiaoshan and Murong Pei were arranged by Director Teng to eat at one of the few tables under the shade of the trees in the secret camp, and they were accompanied by themselves, which quickly attracted the attention of the soldiers in the secret camp.

The news that Huo Xiaoshan had blown up the heads of the three devils with three shots had already spread, so the soldiers looked at him with admiration, surprise, and even disbelief and suspicion.

There was even a soldier who looked like a black iron tower during the meal and came directly to ask for verification, and was impressed by Director Teng's clear testimony of the parties.

As a result, all the eyes that looked at Huo Xiaoshan became pure, just two words: admiration!

Although Huo Xiaoshan was well-calm, he still had the psychology of young people who liked to show off, so he deliberately let Murong Pei look at his smug expression.

Murong Pei hit him sincerely, and secretly let Huo Xiaoshan look at his little finger stretched out under the table, but he swept his eyes around the anti-United Nations fighters who were standing or squatting and eating, and let Huo Xiaoshan look at her outstretched thumb under the table, the meaning was obvious: You Huo Xiaoshan are small, and the anti-United Nations fighters are the big heroes!

Huo Xiaoshan naturally understood what Murong Pei was trying to express, he originally saw others treating himself as a hero, showing off in front of a girl with the mentality of a child offering treasures, in Huo Xiaoshan's opinion, those who can fight devils are heroes, at least he didn't have a steel helmet that could snatch a devil as a job.