MTL - The War of Resistance-Chapter 12 eve of battle
"You can't carry a gun on duty today, can't you practice aiming?" When Shang Zhen was thinking about his thoughts, the soldiers who came to change the guard arrived.
Shang Zhen took a look at the soldier who lowered his head and walked back with his gun on his back.
When Shang Zhen walked to the kitchen, the others had already eaten.
The food is also very simple, the staple food is sorghum rice, and the dish is potatoes stewed with cabbage.
Shang Zhen was already very hungry, he took the two big bowls of sorghum rice and put them in his mouth. After a while, the food left for him by the cook was gone.
I couldn't figure out what was going on, Shang Zhen wasn't a person with a big appetite, otherwise he wouldn't be as thin as a stick.
But since he broke out from the Beidaying camp that night, Shang Zhen's appetite suddenly increased, and now he eats more than two people alone.
Li Fushun said that this is a good thing. If you can eat it, you have to gain weight. Being a soldier can't be like a stick.
That's the reason for Li'er, but the problem is that they are in the army and eat in the cafeteria, so how can that guy take care of him alone?
So for a period of time, Shang Zhen has always been in a half-starved state.
Naturally, Shang Zhen was not full this time, he raised his head and looked pitifully at a cook who was squatting at the door smoking a pipe, and asked, "Brother Wang, are you out of food?"
The guy was also very forceful in his speech, he rolled his eyes and said, "Do you want to eat raw sorghum rice?"
Shang Zhen was a newcomer and was naturally speechless.
But just when he stood up and was about to go out, Ma Erhuzi ran in from outside in a hurry.
"I guess you're not full, see what I brought you?" Ma Erhuzi put down a package in his hand and said, he spread the package.
"Huh?" Shang Zhen, who has always been taciturn, laughed, because there were six ears of roasted corn in the package.
The corn was roasted yellow and black, exuding the unique aroma of food.
"For me?" Shang Zhen asked.
"Of course it's for you, it's all for you, third brother got it!" Ma Erhuzi laughed.
Shang Zhen grinned happily, reached out his hand to touch an ear of corn, and began to gnaw.
There are people in the court who are good at being officials, and there are people in the company who are good at eating! Li Fushun took care of Shang Zhen's younger brother in every possible way.
"Oh, there's also roasted corn. I'll have an ear too." The cook came over.
But before his hand touched the corn, he was picked up by the second horse next to him.
"It's not for you, it's so hard to add a bowl of sorghum rice to my brother!" Ma Erhuzi made no secret of his displeasure with this cook.
Of course, Ma Erhuzi is also considered a veteran, although his qualifications are not as old as Li Fushun, the platoon leader Wang Laomao and squad leader Li Fushun.
But he is a tiger. The tiger in the Northeast dialect refers to this person who is relatively stupid and has a bad temper, similar to the kind with a simple mind and well-developed limbs.
That guy dared to mess with Shang Zhen, but he definitely didn't dare to mess with Ma Erhuzi.
"It's as thin as a hemp stick, and it's a waste to eat any more!" The cook, whose face was a little flushed by Ma Erhuzi, said embarrassingly.
"What is waste?" Of course Ma Erhuzi was not happy.
He took medicine with Li Fushun, and Li Fushun's younger brother was his younger brother!
"Our little one stabbed two Japanese soldiers to death with a bayonet. If you are not convinced, you can ask who in our company has killed the Japanese soldiers?" Ma Erhuzi looked at Shang Zhen and said proudly.
"Really?" The guy glanced at his mouth, and then laughed, "I'm as thin as a stick, didn't I use myself to poke the Japanese soldiers down?"
"It's empty talk." Ma Erhuzi sneered, and after finishing speaking, he pointed at Shang Zhen's waist, "See, there is the bayonet of the Japanese Type 38 rifle. My brother snatched it!"
Naturally, he was reluctant to throw away the Japanese bayonet that Shang Zhen had snatched when he broke through the siege at Beidaying.
In his opinion, this bayonet saved his life, and the steel point of the Japanese bayonet is very good, so it will definitely be useful in future wars.
So he took the time to make a thin sheath for the bayonet, and hung the bayonet around his waist.
"Pull it down quickly, maybe I picked it up somewhere." The cook still refused to admit defeat.
The so-called "cooker" refers to the cooking team, which is responsible for the meals of the whole company.
That gang was not familiar with Shang Zhen, and he didn't notice the bayonet hanging from Shang Zhen's waist. As for the members of Shang Zhen's platoon, they knew that Shang Zhen was the last one to escape, and it is said that he killed the Japanese soldiers.
"Xiaoer, tell him, how did you **** it?" Ma Erhuzi said proudly of Shang Zhen.
"Actually, I don't know if I stabbed him to death. It's a mess." Shang Zhen answered vaguely with a corn in his mouth.
"Look—" the cook made more sense when he heard Shang say this, but just after he said two words, they heard a faint roar coming from outside.
"Airplane!" Ma Erhuzi and Tian Tian stopped arguing, and they ran outside.
Shang Zhen ignored it, he was already eating the third ear of corn.
It's not that he hasn't seen the plane before, whether it's from the Northeast Army or the Japanese Army, it's better to solve his stomach problem first.
But at this moment, he heard the sound of the plane getting louder, and at the same time, he heard Ma Erhuzi shouting outside: "Little Er, come out!"
Shang Zhen also felt something was wrong, he bit his own corn and ran out.
When he got out of the house, he saw that the plane in the sky was already huge, but it was flying from their village, and it had already started to dive!
Shocked for a moment, Shang Zhen spat out the half-ear of corn he gnawed in his mouth, swept his eyes, and ran directly behind a big tree in the yard.
It was a big elm tree, I don't know how many years old, the thickness of the trunk was incomparable to others, at least thicker than Shang Zhen's waist!
"Brother Huzi, come quickly!" Shang Zhen didn't forget to greet Ma Erhuzi.
Just when Ma Erhuzi and he hid behind the trunk of the big elm tree at the same time, they heard the "dongdong" machine gun fire amidst the roar of the approaching plane. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com
It was not that the ground troops of their battalion fired at the Japanese aircraft, but that the Japanese aircraft began to straf.
With a "click", a branch almost as thick as a forearm on Shang Zhen's head was broken and fell off.
Shang Zhen instinctively knelt down and covered his head with his hands, and when he turned his head, he saw that the thatched hut behind him, which was used as a cafeteria, was beaten up and smoked.
But this is not over yet, when Shang Zhen looked up again, he saw that plane like a big bird passing over his head, and then. A black thing fell out of the belly of the plane, it was a bomb!
Don't be afraid of the sky, don't be afraid of the earth, just be afraid of the plane's poop!
At this moment, Ma Erhuzi instinctively fell down, but Shang Zhen stretched out his hand to pick up the trunk, and with that strength, he directly hid on the other side of the big elm tree!
A moment later, Shang Zhen heard a deafening bang, and then the branches and forks of the old elm tree above his head fell like raindrops, which were washed by the blast wave.
Shang Zhen shook his head and felt that he was fine, then he was looking out. At this time, he saw a huge mushroom-like black cloud rising behind the cafeteria. something that flies.
Fortunately, the bombs dropped by the Japanese planes did not blow up the cafeteria. If it had bombed the cafeteria, Shang Zhen felt that he would not be able to escape.
"Brother Huzi, are you alright?" Shang Zhen didn't care about the things that were blown up around him, so he hurriedly went to see Ma Erhuzi.
At this time, Ma Erhuzi also got up from the ground, but Ma Erhuzi looked at Shang Zhen and shouted loudly: "What are you talking about? I can't hear you clearly!"
Bad, Brother Huzi let the bomb deafen his ears, right? Shang Zhen thought.
