‘In February, the grass is blooming in spring, and the plum blossoms are blooming and the apricot blossoms are red’

It was February in Jiangnan.

In February in northwest Shanxi, the cold wind is still howling, dripping water turns into ice, looking at the vast earth, everything is dead silent.

The next morning, the field hospital was in the field.

Zhou Xiuhua heard early in the morning that Zhang Dabiao and Wang Yu had disappeared, and even the sentry patrolling at night did not notice it, and immediately had a bad premonition.

I hurried to the ward where Wang Yu and Zhang Dabiao were, and touched the temperature of the quilt. It was already cold. It was obvious that I had been away for quite some time.

He lifted the quilt and fell a piece of paper, and Zhang Xiuhua grabbed it.

"I will never give up if I don't have medicine!"

...

Eighth Route Army Headquarters.

"Nothing!"

The boss looked at the note with only eight words and was furious, slapped heavily on the table, shaking the ceramic teapot.

"He thought he was, and he didn't know that the world would be strong after making a small military achievements on the battlefield. How many excellent workers behind enemy lines in our army have failed? Can he bring back medicines with them alone?

I'm afraid that when you arrive at the enemy-occupied area, you will be arrested by the Japanese. It's simply a mess!"

At this moment, Zhang Xiuhua and the brigade commander were silent, afraid that the boss would be angry with him.

The Deputy Chief of Staff is an exception, and said with a smile:

"Boss, I've seen this boy. Although he is young, he doesn't look like a reckless person. Maybe he can really bring us some surprises."

"What good did he give you Wang Yu? Let you say good things to him like this? What surprises are there? I'm afraid you won't even believe it yourself!"

The boss vented his vent at the deputy chief of staff, and then pointed his finger at the brigade commander.

"What kind of regiment commander is leading what kind of soldiers!

Go and tell him Li Yunlong that if these two soldiers cause any trouble, I will definitely strip him Li Yunlong of the skin!"

...

Clothing factory.

Li Yunlong was holding needles and threads, sewing cotton coats at once, which was like Zhang Fei's embroidery, and he couldn't do anything.

His clumsy appearance made a large group of old ladies burst into laughter from time to time.

Although Li Yunlong, as the leader of the group, had no airs at all, so he was able to get along with the grassroots personnel.

"Li Yunlong!"

A stern shout suddenly came from outside the door, and the door was kicked open. The brigade commander wore high-top military boots with fur and fur-turned boots and rushed in with a whip that drove the horse.

"brigadier?"

Seeing the brigade commander coming to find him, Li Yunlong was overjoyed and said with a smile:

"Brig Commander, do you want me, Old Li, to resume my post and take office immediately?"

"You guys think beautifully!"

The brigade commander threw the whip in his hand heavily on the table with a bang.

"Yeah, who made you so angry!"

Li Yunlong changed his hippie expression and asked seriously.

"You guys have the face to ask, they are all good soldiers you brought out, which made me scolded by the boss!"

"Who? What's wrong? What's going on?"

Li Yunlong stared at his two big eyes, looking confused.

After listening to the brigade commander's account, Li Yunlong slapped his thigh, shivered in anger, and cursed:

"Damn it, when I come back, I will definitely break up these two boys!"

The actions of Wang Yu and the others caused the senior management of the Eighth Route Army to explode.

...

At this moment, Wang Yu was lying in a haystack with wind, holding a dead grass in his mouth, basking in the sun leisurely.

After a night of travel, the two of them took a short break here.

Wanjia Town is an enemy-occupied area, more than 300 miles away from the field hospital. It is undoubtedly difficult to get there on foot.

What's more, the cotton coat of the two is a bit thin, and it is easy to get frostbite when walking for a long time in winter.

After reaching the boundary of the enemy-occupied area, Wang Yu chose a location and lies dormant.

Seeing that there were many ruts on the dirt road, he concluded that the Japanese often patrolled this road and wanted to save time and effort to reach Wanjia Town, different measures must be taken.

With a plan, the two of them hid in a haystack, waiting for the target to appear.

"Here you come!"

Suddenly, Wang Yu spoke out.

Zhang Dabiao, who was a little confused, woke up and looked at Wang Yu who was still resting with his eyes closed, thinking that this guy was talking in his sleep.

Shun was stunned and listened carefully, and there was a sob sound of the northwest wind, and nothing else.

He raised his head and looked northward, two Japanese side tricycles appeared at the end of his sight.

"You boy is so amazing, the Japanese are here!"

Zhang Dabiao said to Wang Yu, and at the same time he bent down and kept a secret.

Wang Yu opened his eyes and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

He deliberately chose a downwind. As long as there were Japanese on the road, the sounds made would come first with the wind.

The reason why Zhang Dabiao did not find that the Japanese had appeared was because the distance was too far and the sound of the Japanese tricycle had not yet been heard.

But he smelled a strange smell in the air.

Wang Yu is so familiar with this taste, it is the smell after the gasoline is burned.

When he was a child, he often lie on the side of the road with his friends, greedily sucking the exhaust of the car.

Not to mention, this thing is quite addictive.

In this era, there was no so-called three-way catalytic air purification system in automobiles, so the smell of the Japanese three-wheeled motorcycle gasoline burning was particularly strong. From a long distance, it drifted with the northwest wind.

Zhang Dabiao once again carefully poked his head out and carefully identified the number of Japanese devils.

After seeing the number of people clearly, he looked solemn and whispered:

"Two three-wheeled motorcycles, one in front and a light machine gun, followed by six Japanese devils!"

"I'm afraid we have to avoid it first!"

Wang Yu also lay on the haystack, looked at the motorcycle tricycle and the Japanese driving in the distance, and said calmly:

"It is impossible to avoid it, I'm just waiting for them!"

"How is that possible! Just because of us, it is impossible to kill these ten Japanese devils with bare hands."

Zhang Dabiao was surprised, and then a little blamed, saying, "I have told you a long time ago that we should take our guns. With the guns, let alone ten Japanese devils, even if there are 100, I can beat them alone!"

Rubbing his hands, he missed his AK a little.

"We are now on the border of the enemy-occupied area, surrounded by Japanese artillery towers. When shooting, they will reveal their traces in advance. Once they are targeted by Japanese, they may be a little trouble."

Wang Yu explained, then reached into his arms, exchanged two daggers from the system, and handed them to Zhang Dabiao.

"I'll use this in a while?"

The muscles on Zhang Dabiao's face twitched slightly, a little unbelievable.

The half-foot-long dagger shines coldly and is extremely sharp, but when I think of using it to deal with ten Japanese Japanese with guns and live ammunition, I am completely an old birthday star hanging himself, and I feel that my life is long!

Wang Yu did not answer Zhang Dabiao's words, but said to himself: "In a while, you will deal with the Japanese devils on the first three-wheeled car, and leave the rest to me."

While speaking, the buzzing sound of the three-wheeled motorcycle engine came, and the Japanese were approaching.

Zhang Dabiao held the cold dagger, his palms were covered with cold sweat, and the heart in his chest was pounding, covering the sound of the wind in his ears.

He was so unsure of facing the Japanese devils for the first time.

But he actually agreed to Wang Yu's unreliable action.

Is it that I agree with this guy’s behavior in my heart, or is there something in the dark that makes me obey him?
Chapter completed!