What a beautiful white lotus

In the evening Zhang Xiaomiao really brought some of his companions to have dinner with the national army.It was a team somewhat similar to what Black Dog and the others had seen in Ruichang. There were a dozen people, almost all of whom were teenagers, and they formed a self-defense team.These people looked very sloppy, but they were all in good spirits, and as soon as they came, they enthusiastically mingled with the soldiers of the national army.Soldiers fight all year round, and rarely have the opportunity to communicate with ordinary people. Every day, they eat, sleep and fight. They see these people, and they are already tired of seeing them. chat.

Zhang Xiaomiao seemed to like Gu Xiuge very much, and followed Gu Xiuge all the time.Besides him, there are two other people who are also pestering Gu Xiuge. They want to listen to Gu Xiuge talk about the war. These guys do a lot of thieves and have never fought any real war. Straighten their bluff eyes.

Heigou and Tian Qiang were holding bowls and listening to the militiamen while chatting with themselves.

Fang Hong looked at the group of newcomers, and mysteriously approached the black dog and the others and said, "I think they seem to be of color."

Tian Qiang squinted at him: "What color? Yellow?"

Pihu sneered twice.

In fact, all of them understood what Fang Hong meant.

The black dog took a sip of the potato flour in the bowl: "It doesn't matter if it's red or not."

Fang Hong scratched his hair: "I don't know, I'm just afraid that if others find out, something will happen."

Tian Qiang glanced at the Minguos who were wandering around the field, and shook his head: "If there is anything to do, just a few little bastards."

The black dog glanced at Zhang Xiaomiao, whose face was flushed with excitement by Gu Xiuge, and turned back to look at Ye Rongqiu.

Besides Gu Xiuge, the most popular guy here is Ye Rongqiu.Those militiamen saw that everyone was queuing up to hand over the firearms to Ye Rongqiu for inspection before eating, so as soon as he finished the inspection, several people excitedly gathered around him, asking him to talk about what he was checking just now, and what else? Ask him to help check their firearms too.These dozen or so people have a total of ten guns, half of which are homemade guns, and the other half are guns of various random models picked up from unknown battlefields.They also have some self-made soil explosives, the lead wires are thick and short, and some of them leak powder, which looks very dangerous.

Ye Rongqiu could be looked at with admiring eyes. For him who had been bullied by black dogs for a long time, he was already blissed with excitement, so he patiently wiped the guns of those militiamen.

A guy named Wang Laoer handed him the gun in his hand: "Do you recognize my gun?"

Ye Rongqiu took his gun, looked at it, and said, "It belongs to the Japanese, the [-]th pistol."

Wang Laoer said: "I picked it up, but there is no bullet. Can you give me two bullets?"

Ye Rongqiu pursed his lips: "The weapons of the Japanese devils are all self-sufficient. They produce everything from guns to bullets. The types of bullets are not universal. We don't have any in the army either. Why don't you go to the battlefield after the next battle? Find it from the dead devil?"

Another guy came up and excitedly handed the rifle in his hand to Ye Rongqiu: "Look at mine, look at mine!"

Ye Rongqiu took it and looked at it carefully for a while, then said: "It looks very similar to a Mauser, but it is not made in Germany, and the workmanship is much rougher. It is probably imitated by some domestic arsenal, and the markings have been worn off. I can't say for sure."

"Ah." The guy reached out to take the gun in frustration: "Then there must be no bullets."

Ye Rongqiu shook his head and said, "Since it's an imitation Mauser, it's also considered Type [-]. Bullets with a caliber of [-]mm should be common. Wait, I'll try some." Nine shots were loaded, and one shot was fired into the open space.It worked.

The guy excitedly took the gun and bullets from Ye Rongqiu, and gave him a thumbs up: "That's great! Brother Ye, you are amazing! I adore you!"

Ye Rongqiu was flattered by his praise, and smiled modestly: "It's nothing, it's nothing." His smug little eyes glanced in the direction of the black dog, and the black dog smiled and winked at him.

Unconvinced, Wang Laoer, who couldn't find the bullet, ran up and smiled obsequiously, "Liu Laosan, I'll change the gun with you."

Liu Laosan immediately hugged the gun in his arms, and kicked Wang Laoer: "Get out! Back then you insisted on holding a pistol, saying that it was easy to use. If you took it, it was yours. This gun is mine. .”

Wang Laoer stuffed the pistol into Liu Laosan's arms: "I don't want it anymore, I'll give you the pistol, if you like a pistol, give me the rifle!"

The two got into a fight.

At this time, another middle-aged man in his thirties came over. Liu Laosan kicked Wang Laoer away, pulled the guy who came over and introduced to Ye Rongqiu: "This is our expert, his name is Qiang. Son. He is as powerful as you, little brother, and he made our explosives!"

Ye Rongqiu immediately regained his energy when he heard that, and started talking with that guy named Qiangzi.It turned out that Qiangzi was originally made in the fireworks factory in the town, so he knew a little about chemistry, and he dispensed the bombs in the militia.Ye Rongqiu immediately became interested and asked him what he used to match it.Because Qiangzi used to work in a pyrotechnic factory, and was limited by materials and processing methods, the explosives he made were actually similar to firecrackers, just adding some iron flakes and thin stones to hurt people.

Qiangzi took out an "iron watermelon" and handed it to Ye Rongqiu. Ye Rongqiu looked at the honor and was too scared to take it: the gunpowder in the iron watermelon had leaked out, and Qiangzi's hands were dyed black.

Qiangzi smiled and said, "What are you afraid of? Take it and have a look. It won't blow up. If it blows up, it may not kill people."

Ye Rongqiu asked him: "The effect is not good?"

Qiangzi pursed his lips: "That depends on luck."

Ye Rongqiu has only heard of skills, but never of luck.Qiangzi said: "Fortunately, if the blasted iron piece hits a vital point, it will be successful; if you are unlucky, the little devil will be blown up, and at most it will be a burn."

Ye Rongqiu also studied chemistry.He said: "You write down the ingredients and I'll see if I can improve it."

Qiangzi kept saying hello.

The two began discussing guns again.Ye Rongqiu has theoretical knowledge, but Qiangzi has experience.In fact, Qiangzi had never been to school, but he was an expert in the folk, and he learned a lot from what he had learned, and Ye Rongqiu and Ye Rongqiu each had their own strengths, so they had a heated discussion.

After the black dog finished eating, he filled another bowl, walked over and handed it to Ye Rongqiu: "Talk while eating."

Ye Rongqiu had been pestered by several militiamen all the time, he hadn't eaten yet, and he was indeed hungry, so he took the bowls and chopsticks used by the black dog and ate the rice in his mouth.He used to be the most picky when he was at home. He had to have his own special set of utensils, and he never shared quilts, dishes and chopsticks with others.But now that he is here, the supplies are tight, and he shares everything from the kettle, bowls and chopsticks to the bedding and pillows with the black dog, and he doesn't feel disgusted in his heart.It's not that he doesn't dislike it at all. If it's someone else, he still can't stand it, but as long as it's a black dog, it doesn't matter.

After eating, they will go back to garrison, and the next wave of people will come to eat.

Qiangzi copied the recipe of the soil explosives he made to Ye Rongqiu and said, "I'll come to see you next time, brothers from the national army."

Ye Rongqiu accepted his formula, and asked Gu Xiuge for some chains of [-]mm bullets for them, and left happily.

The two walked to an unmanned traffic trench, and the black dog suddenly pressed Ye Rongqiu against the trench wall and kissed him frantically.Ye Rongqiu was terrified, and let the black dog kiss him blankly, until he heard the sound of soldiers talking in the traffic trench next door, he was so frightened that he struggled desperately, trying to push the black dog away.Unexpectedly, the black dog not only refused to let go, but also squeezed his lifeblood through his pants.Ye Rongqiu was terrified. The soldiers' voices were getting closer and closer, almost in their ears. He felt like a fire was going to burn him. He was scared and excited, his legs were weak, and he was about to cry.

The soldier who was talking finally reached the junction of the traffic trench, and the black dog finally let Ye Rongqiu go.Ye Rongqiu's legs were limp and about to slide down, but the black dog held him up.

The two soldiers walked past them and saw that Ye Rongqiu's face was flushed abnormally, and he lowered his head with a guilty expression, so they all stared at him.

The black dog reached out and touched Ye Rongqiu's forehead, and said with concern: "What's wrong with you, do you have a fever?"

Ye Rongqiu secretly stepped on the foot of the black dog.

A soldier said: "Sick? Call the military doctor to see it? But we don't seem to have any medicine here."

Ye Rongqiu laughed dryly: "No, it's nothing, I'll just rest for a while."

So the two soldiers walked past them.

After the people left, Ye Rongqiu glared at the black dog angrily: "What are you doing! What are you going to do if someone sees you?"

The black dog smiled wickedly with its mouth crooked: "I mean you insist on kissing me, but I won't let you go, and let you marry me home, and the group will be the witnesses, and worship the world on the spot."

Ye Rongqiu kicked him: "Don't do this again in the future!"

The black dog just laughed, and went towards the bunker with Ye Rongqiu.He found that his little white cat had really grown up, matured, and had grown to be worthy of being looked at by more people, and this time it was the real him, not his family background or background. and the appearance of nothingness.He was really happy in his heart, but also a little worried, so he couldn't help but bully Ye Rongqiu, no matter how hard Ye Rongqiu grew up, he would be the crying little white cat who would be bullied by him.