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"I think it's okay to hit the plane, let's go back and let the soldiers practice and drill, and if a plane flies to our liberated area, we can also try it!"

In the end, Liu Minghui followed up and said happily: "Our Eighth Route Army has not yet shot down the plane of the little devil, if our regiment can shoot down one, then our regiment will be famous......

"Political Commissar Liu, can we not compete with this surnamed Lu?"

Ding Shan said with a smile: "You don't look at what kind of things are used in the regimental commander of Renlu now, even the weapons used by the militia are not worse than the equipment of our regiment - as far as the share of ammunition and materials that our regiments get each time, it is estimated that it is not enough to build a ...... in two days."

Lei Ming and the others smiled bitterly, and the soldiers of several regiments privately mentioned the equipment of the Sichuan Army Independent Regiment, and they were all eyes breathing fire, and they were envious and jealous and eager to beat the local tyrants in Trojan County.

But they can't help it, after all, they have to hand over every battle they capture, and then distribute it according to the proportion, and the independent regiment of the Sichuan Army is purely one person who feeds the whole family and is not hungry, and there is no comparison at all.

Lu Yuan didn't care about Lei Ming and the arguments of a few people, in his opinion, as long as the two sides have the same goals and interests, they will be able to maintain a good cooperative relationship; And he has no ill feelings towards the Eighth Route Army.

So, he just walked aside, picked up the poor little flower, and teased her as he walked back: "Is it fun to practice martial arts?" Tired or not? ”

Xiaohua looked at Long Yun with a cold face on the side in fear, and then she shrunk her neck and showed an expression that was more ugly than crying, and said in a milky voice: "It's fun......"

"Practicing martial arts is to protect yourself and the people around you, not for fun!"

Long Yun glared at Lu Yuan fiercely, hard and hard, very dissatisfied with his almost doting care for Xiaohua, as a woman who grew up in the Ningxia region where the people were strong, she couldn't wait to train Xiaohua as a second self, and never allowed Xiaohua to have any weakness.

"Zizi ......"

Looking at Long Yun's attitude towards Xiaohua, everyone, including Su Yan, was a little unbearable and sympathetic, and the big-mouthed thunder even rubbed Xiaohua's head and sighed softly: "No mother, it's pitiful......"

"What did you say!"

His voice was very low, but Long Yun's ears were so sensitive, and in the next moment, his sword eyebrows were upside down, and his knife-like gaze stabbed fiercely.

As soon as he saw that look, Lei Ming couldn't help but feel a spirit, and his face turned pale and stepped back again and again, and he said extremely innocently: "What? I didn't say anything...... Don't be so sensitive, I really didn't say anything! ”

Watching the thunder maniac who was not afraid of heaven and earth and pretending to be innocent in the face of Long Yun Dabiao's acting skills, a group of people couldn't help laughing, their stomachs were laughing but they couldn't laugh out loud.

Long Yun rolled her eyes, and then took a handkerchief to wipe the sweat of Xiaohua in Lu Yuan's arms and said: "My father said, if you don't fight, you can't succeed, I will be strict with her, and it is also for her good, I hope she will learn martial arts well and not be bullied in the future - besides, except when I practice martial arts, I don't know how good Xiaohua is, help her take a bath, wash her clothes, and sleep with her at night - Xiaohua, you said yourself, sister, am I good to you?" ”

As she said this, her face was filled with motherhood and a sense of accomplishment.

"Good...... Sister Long is better to Xiaohua than her own daughter......" Xiaohua smiled flatteringly, and laughed a little miserably.

Long Yun's words, listening to the thunder, he rolled his eyes and pursed his mouth, and said in his heart that such a young girl is forced by you to practice martial arts every day, and if she can't practice well, she will play the hand board - fortunately, it is not your own child, if you are born to see that you can't do it!

However, with the experience of the past, he did not dare to show the slightest hint when he was killed.

He knows very well that Qiu Qianyu is not here, except for Lu Yuan, everyone together is not enough for Long Yun to fight alone, if he really provokes Long Yun, Long Yun will definitely not give himself face, and the people around him will definitely not dare to pull for self-protection, as for Lu Yuan, he thinks that if that guy sees Long Yun beating himself violently, it would be good to applaud the whole pot of wine without setting up a small bench, and expect him to save himself, it would be impossible at all!

The commander of the Eighth Route Army, who terrified the Japanese puppet army, the famous thunder madman, was pressed to the ground by a woman and beaten violently, if this is spread, he will really not live!

Therefore, Lei Ming could only grin his teeth to express his indignation and dissatisfaction.

"Thunder maniac, aren't you usually awesome? What are you afraid of, rush up and her - a big man, how can you let a woman not dare to say anything! ”

Ding Shan was instigating on the side, and Han Xiaolei twitched with laughter.

"I'm a good man and don't fight with women!"

Lei Ming is full of words, no matter how the two of them ridicule him, he is at ease, and he is probably still very proud in his heart - thicker than his face, who have I been afraid of? Hum!

"Xiaohua is still young, don't force her too hard, everyone has different temperaments, you like martial arts, it doesn't mean that Xiaohua likes it too......"

Regarding the things behind him, Lu Yuan pretended not to hear it even if he heard it, and said to Long Yun beside him: "Little child, you have to let her play her nature, let her do whatever she likes, you can't want her to become like you......"

"I like to read and write, I don't want to practice ......"

As soon as she heard this, Xiaohua immediately became excited and immediately answered, but as soon as she saw Long Yun's knife-like eyes, she immediately shrunk her neck and retracted a few words that she didn't want to practice martial arts back into her stomach.

"You're used to her, you!"

Long Yun snorted angrily, and then twisted her brows and began to reflect on herself, whether she was really too harsh on Xiaohua, and after a few seconds, she decided that she was very good to Xiaohua, not the slightest harsh, and even a little too lenient - of course, she thought so, it was the idea that came after comparing her experience of learning martial arts as a child with Xiaohua.

After all, for children's education, there must be one person singing red face and one person singing black face in order to have an effect.

Both parents are too strict, which will make children rebellious, estranged from their parents, and generation gaps.

He and Long Yun have never been parents, and Xiaohua is not their daughter, but the two of them have to become halfway home to take on the responsibilities of Xiaohua's parents, and they still need time to handle it in terms of leniency and severity, which can only be done slowly.

Long Yun has a child's temper, but in fact, he really cares about Xiaohua, what Lu Yuan has to do is just seize the opportunity and wake her up a few more times, after a long time, he knows that Long Yun himself should know what to do.

"Regiment Leader, traitor - Commissar Cai is back!"

Just when a few people were talking and walking around at will, Niu Pimple ran over panting, shouted that he found that there were outsiders present, and hurriedly changed Cai Kaile's nickname to an official title.

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