"What are you making a fuss?" A question rang next to the carriage. It was the previous platoon leader who rode a horse and turned back.

"This brother wants to see the little Japanese grenade." Wang Laomao no longer chewed on the big pancake and replied.

At this time, the guy who was owed his mouth threw the grenade back to Old Man Wang like he woke up from a dream.

After Wang Laomao took the grenade, he said, "Thank you, brother, for taking us in. You are from Chenyang, too?"

"Who are you calling me brothers? That's our platoon leader!" The man who was ungrateful also picked the problem in the words of the old man Wang.

When Wang Laomao pretended to throw the grenade in his hand over again, he scared the guy to tremble.

He was too lazy to pay attention to that guy anymore. He was just like a bear. If it were his original soldiers, he could beat him eight times a day!

"We are from the 7th Brigade, and I am also a platoon leader. We are fellow villagers. It's not an exaggeration to call you brothers, right?" Wang Laomao said to the platoon leader again.

"Of course, I feel that the accent you speak is all from us in Chenyang, so we kept you." The platoon leader smiled.

Both of them are from Northeast China and have different accents in different regions. For example, people in Chenyang are accents that are the business cards of their fellow villagers.

It turns out that I am a fellow villager, so that's much easier to say.

Wang Laomao was chatting with the platoon leader while gnawing on the big pancake. The platoon leader was named Li Yicai, and the two of them quickly became familiar with each other.

Li Yicai naturally asked Wang Laomao and others about the origin of the people. Wang Laomao started from Beidaying. Every time they arrived at a Guanshan from north to south, the Guanshan was lost, Chenyang, Huludao, Ningyuan, Suizhong, It has been more than a year now, but these scattered soldiers have not returned to the team yet!

The experiences of Wang Laomao and his group really made Li Yicai sigh.

At the end of the conversation between the two, it was the company commander who shouted in front that Li Yicai left.

Wang Laomao and others each ate two big cakes. Although the big cakes can only satisfy their hunger, they no longer have to be so hungry that they sweat.

"You are just a group of broom stars who are unlucky wherever they go!" The guy who also thought he was familiar with Wang Laomao and the others talked again.

But this time that guy made everyone laugh as soon as he spoke.

"What are you laughing at?" the guy asked again.

"What are you laughing at? Hehe." Qian Chuan'er's smile was not funny, because his next sentence was, "Don't gush if we call the broom star."

Qian Chuaner's words made the guy shut up.

People's hearts are a scale.

Through the conversation between Wang Laomao and the platoon leader Li Yicai, the other soldiers in the same car also understood that Wang Laomao and others were definitely not simple.

People all crawled out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood. Is it possible if it was a short time?

"Mamonkey, don't talk here." Finally, other soldiers spoke.

When he heard that the guy's nickname was actually called "Ma Monkey", Wang Laomao and the others began to exchange winks, and they naturally laughed.

When they heard the nickname of Ma Monkey, they knew the origin of this nickname. It was nothing more than saying that this guy jumped up and down and thickened everywhere and didn't have any confidence in his ability to say that he was a vaulting horse monkey.

But Ma Monkey is also a monkey. Whenever Wang Laomao Shang Zhen and the others thought of Hou Kanshan again.

Originally, Hou Kanshan's personality was quite similar to that of this Ma Monkey. They both had to be worthy of their children and looked like they were worthy of beating.

But then Wang Laomao Shang Zhen and the others stopped laughing because they thought of Hou Kanshan's experience. No one knew how Hou Kanshan was alive or dead now, so how could he laugh?

And the matter about Hou Kanshan is more than that. What has Hou Kanshan experienced this year? How did he marry a wife? This is still a mystery.

But Hou looked at the mountain and left without saying goodbye. I guess this trip will probably be gone forever. Alas, this is really a mystery that is worrying.

"It seems that you are not full either. I still have some food here but it is hard to eat. I wonder if you can eat it?" said the soldier who spoke to him later.

"We can eat it, as long as we can eat it!" Wang Laomao said happily.

The soldier pulled through a pocket on the carriage, and when he opened the pocket and exposed the things inside, Wang Laomao and the others felt confused.

Because it is true that what is in the pocket is eaten, but what is eaten is about boards, one by one, and each board is frozen sticky bean bag!

"It's all steamed but not raw. If you can eat it, just chew it slowly!" The soldier was a little embarrassed.

You can eat it if you are a food, not to mention the steamed sticky bean bun. But the problem is that the sticky bean bun in Northeast China is either made of yellow rice flour or corn flour. The ones inside are filled with kidney beans, red beans, black beans,

Small beans and other mixed beans.

This sticky bean bread tastes really delicious, but the problem is that although sticky bean bread and big cakes are made of corn flour, that's different.

The big cake has honeycomb eyes on it after fermentation. Even though it is difficult to chew, it can still be chewed.

But this sticky bean bread is not good. It is made of crushed fine noodles. It is extremely strong when frozen, and it is even harder than the frozen soil in Northeast China in winter!

When the sticky bean bags are steamed, they stick together because they are too sticky, so when they are frozen, they are frozen in plates.

It’s not an exaggeration to say, just a piece of bean bag must have six or seven pounds. If you hit the brain, you can’t kill the person and you can definitely knock him out!

"I feel like this guy can withstand the Japanese bullets!" Wang Laomao said with a grin, but in the end he took a sticky bean bag.

"Then you guys stand up. We will have to come to Chifeng at 5 o'clock this evening to eat hot food when we get there." The soldier kindly suggested.

Wang Laomao looked at Shang Zhen. Shang Zhen was helpless when he saw that it was a sticky bean bag, but he was helpless and he was also a food. He should eat it first before talking about it.

Shang Zhen asked Hu Zhuzi to deliver bean bags to his people from the two carriages in front of him. At the same time, he took out the Japanese bayonet on his waist, and he wanted to use the bayonet to smash the sticky bean bags to open.

During these days, Shang Zhen has realized a truth. They are like wild beasts in the mountains. They must eat enough when they can have a full meal. Who knows when something will happen? They can eat enough.

You can't just put a bottom!

Shang Zhen didn't know that his experience made them have the strength again.

Because at this time, the Chifeng County town that Shang Zhen and others could not see in the distance were already filled with smoke, but the Japanese attack on Rehe had lasted for several hours.

The buildings on Toudao Street in Chifeng County have been blown up by Japanese explosives. At the gap where the explosives exploded, the bodies of Chinese soldiers and Japanese soldiers were piling against each other.

This is the gap between battles. In order to open up the place, the Japanese army also paid a heavy price. Now it is just the gap between battles.

And right in Chifeng County, an old man was talking to a soldier in a gray cloth uniform.

"Captain Sun, I beg you to retreat. It's not that you don't fight against Japan, but that Chifeng County cannot withstand the war. If this continues, the people will die more?" The old man looked at the soldier in gray cloth uniform with a begging look.

This army guarding Chifeng is really not from the Northeast Army, but they are the 41st Army of the Jinsui Army, and their commander is Sun Dianying.

That's right, his name is Sun Dianying, the Sun Dianying who once stole Cixi's tomb, and the Sun Dianying who finally gave Cixi's night pearl to a noble man in the Republic of China and escaped sanctions.

No matter how Sun Dianying became a traitor in the future, at least he was in the anti-Japanese war in Chifeng.

Sun Dianying looked at the old man's begging eyes and thought for a while, and finally issued an order to retreat.
Chapter completed!