Anti-Japanese War Korean Crazy

We can imagine that kind of situation. The Eighth Route Army was full and full of fighting spirit, and even dared to fight the little devils. But what about the Guojun?It is estimated that it will take less than half a month, not to mention the war, the soldiers have all run away.

Commander, since the brothers are here with you, there is no fear of death. They are all voluntary. Soldiers die in battle, that is the best destination and the highest honor. Why do you soften your heart when things are imminent? "

Han Feng smiled wryly: "I am not afraid of death in war. What I am most afraid of is the brothers, relatives and friends around me. They will die one by one before themselves. Sometimes it is a kind of happiness to die before their brothers."

"Anyway, sooner or later, you will die. Didn't the ancients also say that a person is inherently mortal, or he is heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather. Of course, although I also read books, I always feel that this sentence is nonsense.

Nothing else, some people here are afraid of death, and they are very afraid, as long as you don't kill him, you can tell him to do anything, so in our land, there is never a shortage of heroes of the War of Resistance, and neither Lack of weak traitor lackeys.

But some people, on the contrary, are born with a bad fate, so they have to go to the battlefield to fight the devils. Let him be a traitor and traitor. He can't sleep well, and he can't eat well. The only way is to be the heroes praised by everyone.

I think our group of people is more unlucky, it is the second type of people.

I didn't think much about it, anyway, I went to the battlefield to fight the devils. The brothers carried guns together, were bombarded and bombed together, and lived a day. Worry about it later! "

As a typical military family in the Guojun faction, Dong Chenghai has the best vision and knowledge among the three battalion commanders, there is no doubt about it.

He has a bold personality and strong bones, but he also does not lack delicate thoughts and keen observation skills.

If the monk and Sun Desheng were standing next to Han Feng, it would be impossible to say such a thing.

Great, monk: "Third brother, just tell me how to fight, I will follow your orders."

Sun Desheng: "Captain, I have never felt any emotion. I only know one thing. Open your eyes to kill devils, close your eyes to sleep, and don't care about other things."

To be honest, apart from political commissar Xu Zilin, the only one who could communicate with Han Feng heart-to-heart was the Second Battalion Commander Dong Chenghai.

Han Feng stretched his arms recklessly, stretched his waist, and said with a smile, "Old Dong, what you said makes sense, but I'm confused."

Dong Chenghai said: "I have experienced this feeling as the head of the regiment. One was when I heard the news of the death of Army Commander Wu, and the other was when I decided to lead the whole regiment into benevolence and watched the brothers around me fall one after another. When the devil's machine gun went down.

You are right about that feeling, leader, sometimes it is a kind of happiness and relief to be able to die in front of the brothers. "

Han Feng said, "I never said such depressing words."

Dong Chenghai was startled, looking at Han Feng's serious face, he was defeated, "Well, I said that."

"If the army is mixed with fish and dragons, we can't ruin a pot of soup because of a few mouse droppings.

Jiang Long once said that most of the Guojun soldiers are good, but his mother's generals are not good, one general is incompetent, and the whole army is exhausted, that's the reason.

And those generals who graduated from Whampoa and the generals who sincerely resisted Japan, which ones did not shed blood, defended their homes and the country, and shrouded their bodies in horse leather. This is a kind of great pride, and it should be admired by the world. "

Han Feng looked at the scene where the bamboo raft was sliding forward on the river, and the soldiers were struggling to pull the hemp rope, and said: "In the final analysis, the Guo army is mixed with the old and the new, and the innovation is not in the end. If a brand-new thing wants to grow, it must be discarded. All the old dross."

Dong Chenghai was startled, "I have been taught."

Han Feng laughed and said, "It's time to digress after talking so much, old Dong, it's time for us to start crossing the river."

"Yes."

727 Internal Response

While Han Feng and Dong Chenghai were talking, the five bamboo rafts had gone back and forth several times.

One trip can carry five or sixty people, almost twenty trips, and the whole group can cross the river.

After nearly an hour, most of those who remained on the bank were the last cadres to cross the river.

Fourth Company Commander Jiang Long ran over and said, "Regimental Commander, Battalion Commander, the soldiers have almost crossed the river, you should go too first!"

Han Feng nodded, "Alright, Old Dong, let's go together on a bamboo raft."

Dong Chenghai said: "There are not many people on the shore, call Lao Sun and the monk, let's go together!"

"Monk? When you mentioned monk, I remembered it. Where is this kid? I didn't see him when we crossed the river, and he still doesn't see him now. I always feel that this kid was a little weird when he set off."

"Old grandson, grandson"

Hearing the greeting, Sun Desheng strode over.

Han Feng asked: "Old Sun, have you seen that boy monk?"

Sun Desheng shook his head, "I saw the monk before, but now I don't know where he went."

Dong Chenghai said with a smile: "Head, this is a black light, and everyone is wearing a uniform snow suit. Maybe the monk followed other comrades to pass first."

Han Feng said: "There must be something wrong with this kid. I will find him after crossing the river, and I will ask him again."

A group of soldiers not far away was at the end, and Han Feng's voice came. Monk Wei felt bad all over. First, the three-month special training in the snow, and then this crop.

It's over, it's game over now.

The monk's expression was ugly as if he was crying. Fortunately, the moon was dim around and the soldiers didn't notice him, so no one noticed.

Han Feng and the others were not far away from the monk, but the monk didn't dare to respond. He turned his head and whispered to the thin soldier beside him with a pleading face: "Commissar, I beg you, just let me go." Come on, if you continue to torment like this, Third Brother will definitely not spare me."

The felt hat that covered her neck was lifted up by a somewhat fair hand, and Xu Zilin's face was exposed from it.

In extremely cold weather, dark-skinned people will appear darker, and fair-skinned people will appear fairer.

Under the dim moonlight, Xu Zilin, whose lips were like cherry blossoms, frowned, and said in a low voice, "Stop talking nonsense, monk, let me say it again, and you just pretend you didn't see me, or I will let you copy the names of hundreds of families every day from now on." Give me."

Monk: ""

"Political commissar, I'm in a difficult situation!"

"Hold on, Lao Han went to the Northeast to fight alone, how can you let me feel at ease? You know Lao Han's temper, he is as stubborn as a donkey, if you don't use this method, even if the commander personally gives the order, he may not be sure. will let me go.

In addition, it is not useless for you to help me, monk. You also know the rules of our Eighth Route Army. As long as your conditions are not up to the standard of marriage, I can help you deal with it. After returning from the northeast, I will help you and yours. Shi Fangyu's sister held a wedding. "

"Really?"

"of course."

The monk straightened his chest, and his big black face almost turned into a flower with a smile, "Hey, then I'll go all out, Comrade Xiao Xu, the next batch of you will cross the river with me."

"Yes, battalion commander."

"Monk, where is the monk? Have you seen the third battalion commander?"

After getting off the bamboo raft, Han Feng searched for Monk Wei all over the world.

A company commander said: "Regiment commander, our battalion commander hasn't crossed the river yet, here, they are here."

Han Feng raised his head and looked through the moonlight. The burly figure standing in front of the last bamboo raft that landed was either a monk or someone else.

"Head, is your name me?" The monk jumped onto the shore from the bamboo raft with a smile on his face, Han Feng's attention was all attracted by the monk.