As the saying goes, enemies are narrow, and the old saying is true to not deceive Han Feng, but it is indeed not false most of the time.

After Zhang Dabiao's first battalion of more than 300 soldiers gathered, he didn't know whether it was Zhang Dabiao's intentional arrangement or God's will. Han Feng was "smoothly" incorporated into Yang Jie's team in the third company of the first battalion.

This was really an enemy meeting, and she was extremely jealous. Yang Jie bulged his cheeks and sulked, and ignored Han Feng. More than 30 soldiers in a row had been beaten by Han Feng, so his attitude was naturally not much better.

However, Han Feng stood at the front of the line with ease and covered the body of the leader Yang Jie.

"You recruit, stand to the end." Yang Jie ordered, his voice cold.

Now it is not the time when fighting regardless of identity. Han Feng has been to the army and is very clear that the emphasis in the army is on orders. For superiors, even if Yang Jie is just a small platoon leader, he has to obey his orders. Otherwise, he would be disobeying on the battlefield, which is not a joke.

Han Feng walked towards the last side of the team tactfully, not giving Yang Jie an excuse to find fault.

The guns of the soldiers of the New First Regiment have a management system. They need to be remitted and then redistributed when fighting. Especially during this period of scarcity of guns, the guns of the entire regiment are directly dispatched by the regiment commander.

Yang Jie, the platoon, received a lot of guns. It seems that Li Yunlong made up his mind this time and allocated almost all the guns of the entire regiment to the first battalion, leaving only a part of them as guards for the new regiment base.

Yang Jie and a few rows of soldiers began to allocate guns. The team in front was full of one hand, but when it was finally the last Han Feng's turn, the young soldier spread his hands and said with a gloating look on his face: "Sorry, there are no guns!"

"Platform leader, why didn't I allocate a gun?" Han Feng asked Yang Jie, the leader who was walking over, after the soul pierced, he finally had the chance to go to the battlefield for the first time. He didn't want to just huddle in the back of the turtle that couldn't be snatched.

Yang Jie sneered: "You recruit, you have too little experience and it's not time to assign you a gun."

"You take revenge on your own!"

"Stop talking nonsense, aren't you very arrogant? If you have the ability to go to the battlefield, you will snatch it from the Japanese?"

Han Feng stopped talking and looked at Yang Jie walking from the front of the last direction of the team in peace. He knew that this was definitely not something Yang Jie deliberately made things difficult for him. Although Yang Jie was angry with him, he was also an open man and would not have confronted Han Feng like this. Then the matter was clear. It was probably Li Yunlong's explanation, just wanted Han Feng to go to the real battlefield to see and see. From another perspective, this was Li Yunlong's disguised protection for the new soldier Han Feng.

But is it really the case? Han Feng smirked at the corner of his mouth. His restless personality cannot be stopped by just a gun.

When the team was secretly heading towards Xiaozhuang ambush point, a platoon leader Yang Jie quietly came to the first battalion commander Zhang Dabiao and said, "Battery Commander, I have done everything according to your order."

Zhang Dabiao nodded and said with a strange smile: "How is that guy, right?"

"No, I'm just obedient! But I don't understand. Since he's on the battlefield and we have extra guns this time, why don't we distinguish him?"

Zhang Dabiao cursed: "I said the row leader, but I didn't see it. You are quite generous!"

"One code is the same as one code. We are not the coward who can't afford to lose. I can't do such a despicable method." Yang Jie straightened his head and said with a pout.

Zhang Dabiao laughed, "Okay, don't stick gild on your face. This is the order of our regiment commander." His voice suddenly became solemn and serious: "I will explain it to you in advance, our regiment commander seems to like these three fools very much. He is a recruit, and the regiment commander didn't give him a gun just to protect that kid. Once the battle starts later, you kid must leave some fun for me. If there is something wrong with that kid, I'm asking you."

... Yang Jie walked towards his team depressedly, and he couldn't help feeling sad all the way. Grandma, now it's good. The enemy has become an ancestor and cannot be bullied. He has to be his nanny on the battlefield. For a moment, Yang Jie felt that it was really difficult for him.

When the team arrived at the ambushing point of the lush ravine on both sides of Xiaozhuang, although Yang Jie was reluctant, in order to complete the task assigned by battalion commander Zhang Dabiao, he personally brought Han Feng with him.

The soldiers began to conceal before the ambush. The veterans of the New Regiment were very skillful in taking various disguised branches and leaves from the surrounding area, some of which were worn on their heads and some wrapped around them, disguising themselves as much as possible to enhance the concealment effect of the ambush team.

Yang Jie was surprised when he looked at Han Feng. The kid's movements were even more quick than the veterans. The color of the disguise branches he chose was extremely appropriate. In this moment, the veterans were still busy. The kid had already disguised himself and almost integrated with the lurking small ditch.

"You don't have a gun. When the battle starts, stay in the trenches honestly, and don't go anywhere or raise your head. You are not good at all. You are not good at throwing away your branches and leaves. You might as well throw them away and be more comfortable." Yang Jie whispered to Han Feng, thinking that this kid would never have any problems, and he would be able to make a deal with him!

Han Feng ignored Yang Jie and lay on the slope of the trenches without saying a word. He was not optimistic about the trenches dug by the veterans of the New Orlean regiment under him. The soil blocking the gun was soft and there were too many rocks in the place where they chose, so the depth of the trenches was not enough. Because of the hasty march, it would be impossible to build an effective cover in a short period of time. In addition to Li Yunlong's command style, Han Feng was sure that the soldiers of the New Orlean regiment could eliminate all the enemies in a very short time, but the casualties would not be small.

Han Feng couldn't help but sigh. The martyrs of this period lacked military literacy. Many times they rely on their passion and lifeless charges. That is indeed an admirable tough battle, but behind the admiration, they pay too much blood.

At this time, the atmosphere around suddenly solidified. Han Feng's eyes were sure, and a team of Japanese troops appeared not far away.

The situation of this Japanese army... Before Han Feng could take a closer look, Yang Jie pressed it down with his thick calluses.

"Damn..." Han Feng cursed Yang Jie in his heart. He gritted his teeth in anger. It was time, and he still had time to take care of me...
Chapter completed!