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Section 11

Under the guidance of Wang Bao and Duan Cheng, Li Wei ran from modern times in a confused manner. As soon as he arrived here, he was dragged to the battlefield for a vivid live-fire shooting class.

"It's so satisfying!" Li Wei dragged a handful of 38 covers that had just been dragged back from the battlefield. The scene of killing sounds on the battlefield just now no longer made him feel scared, but on the contrary, it made him feel drunk like drinking wine.

"It's great, I've made a profit!" Wang Bao also learned a few new terms from Li Wei, and carried his Hanyang Made to evacuate the battlefield. Duan Cheng next to him happily played a bayonet, which was also a spoil.

When the three of them returned to the regiment headquarters, they saw Political Commissar Wang’s face waiting for them to come back. Chen Jiayao was sitting on the bench with her little mouth pouting and shaking her legs.

"Nothing is really noisy, you're simply desperate." Political Commissar Wang was furious and pointed at the three little guys who had just slipped back from the front line.

As before, Wang Bao and Duan Cheng would be severely scolded by Political Commissar Wang every time they had unorganized and undisciplined sexual behavior. However, this time, Li Wei was involved, and Political Commissar Wang also did not treat Li Wei as an outsider. The three of them were not only confiscated weapons, but also imprisoned for ten days together.

It was said that it was confinement, but in fact, I found a woodshed and closed the three of them. The door was just set up, and it was neither locked nor looked at.

In the past ten days, Li Wei did not fully understand the current situation from Wang Bao and Duan Cheng. The situation was worse than the period before the War of Resistance Against Japan. The war consumed resources. The foundation accumulated from the Red Army was almost used almost as soon as possible. Not only was there a shortage of people, but also weapons and ammunition. Because it was often transferred, there was no place to adjust and supplement. In many cases, the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army were sucked from the puppet army captives, the Kuomintang army and bandits.

A large part of the troops collected and transformed were proletarian poor people who could not stop being poor. Due to insufficient culture and training, compared with the well-trained and well-equipped Japanese devils, almost all the soldiers who can survive until now are elite soldiers who have gold hunting in the waves. Fortunately, China has a large population, and heroes come from troubled times, and a large number of people with combat talents are organized together to barely resist the invasion of the Japanese devils, but still cannot effectively block the Japanese devils' iron hooves.

It was also to get bored, and Li Wei was not idle either. He took advantage of the time to teach Wang Bao and Duan Cheng to write. Although traditional Chinese characters are still commonly used, Li Wei could still recognize a few. Wang Bao and Duan Cheng learned with relish, and they all thought that these ten days of confinement were in further study.

In addition to teaching, when Li Wei spoke, what natural sciences, physics, chemistry, humanities, geography and other things were like telling stories, even though Wang Bao was older than Li Wei, why did it rain in the sky and why did it rain in the sky and then hear it? These simple popular science knowledge was very scarce, which attracted the rise of Wang Bao and Duan Cheng, two Eighth Route Army soldiers. With such a good audience, Li Wei seemed to be opening a box of words, saying whatever he thought of, what he said.

Thirty-six strategies, handicrafts, and the excitement in the confinement room. Leng was attracted by the guards of the regiment headquarters, and they kept floating towards the confinement room. These soldiers who had not read many books were very yearning for knowledge. No one had seen all kinds of strange knowledge. What Li Wei said was very easy to understand. In the past ten days, the confinement room became the most lively place, and there was no confinement room. The doors and windows were opened, and the edges were filled with people's heads, and it became a school at all.

At first, the guards were still on guard. When they saw the leader coming, they immediately sent a signal. Everyone took their place. But when they saw the platoon leader and company commanders came over to listen, they relaxed. The regiment commander and Political Commissar Wang smiled bitterly and turned a blind eye to the other.

"Let's go!" Wang Bao and Duan Cheng cheered and rushed out of the confinement room. The ten days of confinement passed very easily.

"Boys, you are so comfortable this time." Political Commissar Wang was almost angry with these two little guys. Ten days of confinement was like heaven. He heard the soldiers in the regiment spread each other, and he almost envied Wang Bao and Duan Cheng.

"Ha, thank you for your second uncle!" Wang Bao did not blame Chen Jiayao for reporting him at all this time. In addition to heartache, he really made money this time.

"Li Wei, it seems that he really underestimated you. The high school student is indeed a high school student. Okay, I will report to the art troupe tomorrow and give full play to your strengths." Political Commissar Wang smiled and said to the orderly soldiers beside him: "Give it!"

Political Commissar Wang squinted his eyes and said to Li Wei and the other three, "You all stretch out your hands and close your eyes."

Wang Bao and Duan Cheng were a little confused. What was so mysterious? Li Wei didn't think about anything at all, and the three of them did it honestly.

Li Wei felt a little heavy on his hand, and there was a small thing on his left palm, but something heavy on his right hand, but a heavier piece of metal block, with a strange shape. At the same time, a cheer from Wang Bao and Duan Cheng came from his ears. He quickly opened his eyes and took a look.

Wang Bao and Duan Cheng held a brand new Type 38 rifle in one hand and a small medal in the other, as if they were more concerned about the inconspicuous medal between the gun and the medal.

Looking down at his hand, a heavy German-style rifle gun with blue and black light flashed in his hand. This most classic weapon in the War of Resistance made him almost recall the heroic posture of Li Xiangyang in the movie, with both hands blazing left and right, while the other hand was the same small medal as Wang Bao and others. It was as big as a game machine coin, with a copper texture, and a star with a hammer and sickle. It looked very ordinary, but it immediately reminded Li Wei that this was a military medal. Although it was a bit simple, it had a very meaning.

"Oh!~ It's time to make meritorious contributions!" Wang Bao and Duan Cheng shouted wildly, which attracted the soldiers around the ground to be envious, and they wanted to snatch them over and touch them.

"Political Commissar Wang, what kind of contributions have we made?" Li Wei was still a little depressed. He was awarded military medals and weapons for ten days of confinement. It seemed unrealistic. This confinement is too easy to sit in.

"Hehe, this time I've really caught you. Remember that you sneaked up to the front line ten days ago. The gun platoon fired by Zhuangzi really hit a big fish. Do you know Abe Gunxiu? Lieutenant General, you haven't defeated such a high-ranking Japanese since the War of Resistance Against Japan. Your luck is not ordinary. The warriors in the gun platoon have a first-class merit for each person, and you are the leader of the war zone for special rewards. Even I have benefited a lot. Wei Zi, wait a moment, you go to the art troupe to

Report, I have arranged everything." Political Commissar Wang finally gave the answer, and he was very proud. If it weren't for the sharp-eyed eyes of these three boys, they would have been let go. This time the reputation of the Third Independent Regiment in the Jin-Cha-Hebei Military Region has spread. Lieutenant General of the Japanese, no one has killed such a large official since the War of Resistance. Thinking about the Emperor of the Japanese was so angry that he jumped straight, Political Commissar Wang was really awesome, especially after he heard the radio and praised the Third Regiment after commending the radio.
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