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Chapter 232 The Brigade Commander Arrives

"My father-in-law, the son-in-law is polite!" In the yard, Xiao Zhuoji bowed to Wang Laomao with his fists in his decent hands.

Wang Laomao saw Xiaohuoji, which was both angry and funny. It turned out that he liked Xiaohuoji very much, but he didn't expect that Xiaohuoji revealed his true appearance, but it was not just lively and cute.

Extremely naughty.

But before Wang Laomao could speak, Xiao Wuji said again: "The scholar taught me that you must be polite to your father-in-law.

When clasping your fists, put your left hand on your right hand, which is called wishing you a lifetime. If you put your right hand on your left hand, hehe, that's called——”

"What's the name?" Shang Zhen was so confused that he couldn't practice it anymore, so he asked curiously.

"I'll call for a return soon!" Xiao Wuji replied with a smile.

Amid the laughter of "coaxing", Wang Laomao's old face was really unstoppable. He really didn't expect that the little dustpan would be such a tired little play thrown away.

"Get out of here, let's see if I don't cut you, a little turtle!" Wang Laomao cursed. He was lost by the small dustpan, but he used two "calves" in his words.

After saying that, he really went to the small dustpan.

"My father-in-law, no, Uncle Wang." The little dustpan, which was neither big nor small, really made Mr. Wang anxious and scared. He begged for mercy and turned around and ran out of the yard.

"What a fucking father-in-law!" Wang Laomao raised his legs and chased after him.

But just as the little dustbike ran to the gate of the courtyard, someone suddenly shouted outside: "Standing at attention! Brigade Commander Zhao is here!"

But the shout was a bit late after all. The little dustbird, who was afraid of being beaten by Wang Laomao, rushed to the arms of a man who had just walked in through the gate of the courtyard.

The man reacted very quickly. Seeing that the small dustpan hit the ball immediately, the man instinctively pushed it, and the small dustpan hit the other person's palm.

Although the man was trembling, his palm still hit the shoulder of the small dustpan. The small dustpan, which was running in a hurry, was like a happy horse, and was directly tied to the rider's mouth. He actually

He was extremely moved at all!

"Everyone is standing attentive!" After all, Wang Laomao reacted quickly in such a thing. He stopped chasing the little dustpan and shouted loudly, and at the same time he "snap" to the attention.

The man who came in, Wang Laomao recognized it, not only Wang Laomao recognized it, but also Meng Laowai and Erdan who joined later did not recognize it.

Just because that person was the highest commander of the garrison here - the brigade commander named Zhao.

And it was this Zhao Guchang who almost shot the soldier who went to the house at night to see the girl in order to strictly enforce military discipline!

The sound of standing attentively sounded, and the soldiers in the yard finally stood there, holding their heads and chests, as if the jokes between their brothers had not happened at all.

Han Liancai followed the Brigade Commander Zhao and came in. He glanced at Shang Zhen and the others in a little outrageous manner.

Du Man died, and now Han Lian has taken over Du Man's position as company commander and has really become company commander.

At this time, what Han Lian thought was that we were brothers and could do whatever we had in private, but now we were hit by the brigade commander. What was this like?

"How old is it?" The Brigade Commander Zhao let go of the small dustpan.

By this time the little dustpan had a red face.

He hurriedly stood attentively and shouted: "I'm sixteen this year, I'll report to the sir!"

The little dustpan that had never spoken to such a big official had never spoken to him. When he was nervous, he put the "reporter" behind him and said.

"You have also followed the front line to fight the Japanese?" Brigade Commander Zhao asked curiously.

"Yes, sir, I have killed more than a dozen Japanese devils!" Xiao Duji replied loudly when he heard someone's question.

When he is fine, Xiao Wuji will also think about how many Japanese devils he has killed. He has the impression that he is either six or seven killed by him.

However, when most people are afraid that others will look down on them, they will exaggerate their achievements, not to mention that a newly-adult child like Xiao Wuji is no exception.

"More than ten?" The tall Brigade Commander Zhao looked at the small dustpan shorter than him in shock. It seemed that he was indeed surprised that the small dustpan had such combat power.

"How did you kill?" Brigade Commander Zhao asked again.

"Just play tricks." Xiao Duji was a little shy and proud.

Xiao Wuji's reply made Brigade Commander Zhao stunned at first, and then burst into laughter: "No, no! A small man is big! Do it well, as a soldier, you have to defend your country!"

"Yes!" Xiao Duji thrust his chest proudly.

When Brigade Commander Zhao was dealing with the soldier who violated the discipline that day, he also saw the little dustpan.

It was getting dark at that time, and the torches were lit later, but the light was also dark, and Xiaohuoji thought that Brigade Commander Zhao was terrifying!

Then he went to the battlefield to kill the enemy and kill the Japanese devils by himself, and then he tried hard to kill the Japanese devils.

But an official can say "pull him down and die!" People don't have to do it themselves, and just one word determines the life and death of others. Are you scary?

But now, when the brigade commander spoke carefully, he no longer felt afraid that day. Instead, he was a rough and heroic man from the northwest!

Young people admire heroes the most, so how could Xiao Wuji not respect this Brigade Commander Zhao?!

"Don't be too restrictive. I just heard that you are very good at fighting Japanese devils. You just happened to pass by and come in and take a look." Brigade Commander Zhao smiled as he saw Shang Zhen and the others standing like javelins.

But Shang Zhen and the others were still standing upright.

The biggest official among them is Wang Laomao, the former platoon leader. There are company commanders, battalion commanders, regiment commanders, and then brigade commanders.

The brigade commander said that we would not be too restricted, so why don’t we be restricted?

How can this be attacked? They naturally understand this truth, but this is the army!

This situation is like the ancient emperor said to a proud minister, "Come on, give me a seat to my beloved minister."

Which minister who was favored could sit down like a big sword? Then you have to sit down with your butt, it would be good if you could sit down with your butt!

At this time, the Brigade Commander Zhao saw Shang Zhen and the others still standing upright but didn't care.

Isn't this the case for an official? He lets his subordinates be free of their own, which can be regarded as favor for his subordinates. But if his subordinates are really casual, they might think in their hearts, is this my subordinate? It's not too bad.

Rules are here!

"Are you practicing bayonet?" At this time, Brigade Commander Zhao saw Shang Zhen standing with his gun.

"Report to the sir, yes!" Shang Zhen replied loudly after touching his heel.

But Shang Zhen did not expect that the brigade commander would inspect the road?

These days he keeps practicing bayonets, and except for Wang Laomao, no one else is idle.

Although Shang Zhen did not ask others to practice with him, he is the leader now, so how can the leader trains others alone but not follow him?

Besides, the people from the 29th Army treat them well. Although they are not good every day, there is nothing good except corn, cornmeal, flour and steamed buns, but that is full.

In order to find Shang Zhen Xiao Zhuoji and others, Du Man also sacrificed his life, but the 29th Army did not make it difficult for them. Just because of this, the 29th Army officials are indeed kind-hearted in their work in life.

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Since you have eaten and have seen the cruelty of the battlefield, it is always beneficial and harmless to practice more skills.
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