Li Yunlong, My Captain in the War of Resistance

Here, Wang Feng and his soldiers had just returned to the entrance of the small courtyard where they lived last night.

Before I even stepped into the yard, I heard Zhang Wanhe’s smiling voice coming from the yard.

"Lao Gao, come as soon as you come, why are you so polite!"

"I was worried that the hospital was running out of supplies, but you delivered them directly to me."Speaking of this, Zhang Wanhe asked with more doubts in his voice:"With Li Yunlong's petty attitude, he would not be so generous and take so many supplies. Furthermore, the new group hadn't just finished the battle, and he didn't have that many things in his hands."

As the Minister of Logistics, Zhang Wanhe knows the situation of combat troops very well.

The late winter and early spring is a lean time. Many troops do not have much food reserves. Li Yunlong's new regiment should be similar.

Wang Feng and others People also stepped into the compound at this time, and saw Gao Bo, Zhang Wanhe and the director of the field hospital, a total of three people standing in front of the pile of living supplies talking.

Hearing Zhang Wanhe's words, Gao Bo Smiling and waving his hands, he said:"Don't put a high hat on me, and you guessed it right. Indeed, these supplies were not prepared by the group leader."

As he spoke, Uncle Gao pointed to a pile of supplies placed aside and said,"That is the supply prepared by the regiment leader, specifically to replenish the health of the injured soldiers in the regiment."

Zhang Wanhe followed Gao Bo's hand and looked over, with an expression on his face that said,"This is right."

However, he soon became curious and pointed at the daily necessities on the ground and said,"Since Li Yunlong didn't prepare it, Could it be that the Japanese took the initiative to give it to us when they saw the difficulties our Eighth Route Army was in? As soon as Zhang

Wanhe said these words, Gao Bo couldn't hold back his laughter and said:"You can pull him down, the Japanese will not be so kind.""

"However, your guess is indeed correct, these supplies really have something to do with the Japanese. On our way to the field hospital, we killed a group of Japanese and puppet troops and seized these supplies. As soon as Uncle Gao finished speaking

, Zhang Wanhe said with admiration:"As expected of Old Gao, the sword never grows old!""

"Don't!"

When Gao Bo heard Zhang Wanhe's words, he knew what he was going to say. He quickly raised his hand to stop him, and then pointed at Wang Feng and others who stepped into the courtyard.

"This is not my fault, I am just a cannonball deliverer. From the beginning to the end of this battle, it was Xiaofeng who was directing and strategizing."

As soon as Gao Bo said these words, not only Zhang Wanhe, but also the hospital director beside him opened his eyes wide and looked at Gao Bo with surprise and disbelief.

"What?"

Looking at the shocked and disbelieving expressions of the two, Uncle Gao expressed his understanding and explained to them with a smile:"To be honest, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would be the same as you."

"So don’t show such an expression. Xiaofeng is a red kid. He has been with the army all the way. He is already a proven revolutionary warrior."

"In addition, our party has also seen many young commanders and fighters, which is a characteristic of our party."

After Gao Bo said these words, both Zhang Wan and the hospital director laughed. No one bothered about the materials in front of them anymore. At their level, these materials would not surprise them. After the meal,

Gao Bo A dozen of them were left with three-day rations, and the remaining living supplies were handed over to the field hospital by Wang Feng, the leader of the team, on behalf of the New Regiment. Logistics Minister Zhang Wanhe served as a witness, and at the same time expressed concern about the New Regiment's practices. Gao Bo and Zhang Wanhe left.

Under the leadership of the hospital director, Wang Feng and Wang Sanhu met First Battalion Commander Zhang Dabiao.

Because of their addition of daily necessities, the food of the soldiers has improved. When the two came over, Zhang Dabiao was eating. It was also stew and steamed buns. While Gao Bo was cooking , they brought the hospital’s cooking team over to provide meals not only for their team, but also for the hospital’s medical staff and the wounded.

"Madman, Sanhu, why are you here!"

Zhang Dabiao, who was eating, looked up and saw the two people walking in from the door, and couldn't help but asked in surprise.

"First battalion commander, we were ordered by the regiment commander to come over and give something to the brothers in the regiment."Hearing Zhang Dabiao's inquiry, Wang Feng hurriedly said with a smile.

While speaking, he placed a few fruits specially left on the table next to Zhang Dabiao's hand.

"Hey, good stuff!"

Zhang Dabiao looked at the fruit Wang Feng put aside, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he shouted

"hey-hey!"

Listening to Zhang Dabiao's words, Wang Sanhu immediately smiled and said:"Batalion Commander, you don't know, this fruit was captured by Captain Wang and us in killing a group of Japanese and puppet troops on the way here."

As he spoke, he pointed to the meat, vegetables and steamed buns in the big bowl in Zhang Dabiao's hand, and said,"This meal was cooked by the old squad leader himself, and it was also captured by us."

Zhang Dabiao's eyes were full of surprise when he heard this, and then he looked at Wang Feng and said:"No wonder I always feel that the taste of this dish is so familiar. It turns out to be the craftsmanship of the old squad leader."

Speaking of this, Zhang Dabiao suddenly looked at Wang Feng and said:"Madman, why don't you come to the first camp!"

"……"

Wang Feng looked at Zhang Dabiao helplessly and said:"First Battalion Commander, you can talk to the regimental commander about this. I am still the regimental commander's guard. Besides, I haven't thought about joining the company yet."

Wang Feng listened. If he refused, Zhang Dabiao was a little disappointed, but he still didn't give up and said:"Okay, I'll find the regiment leader when I get back. It's too humiliating to let you be a guard again. Isn't there a tiger in the guard?!"

Wang Feng did not answer this sentence when he heard this, but changed the subject and asked:"First Battalion Commander, how is the pillar?"

Zhang Dabiao, who was still thinking about it, stopped talking when he heard Wang Feng's words, his face changed. His expression became a little more exclamatory, and he said:"Wang Chengzhu, this kid, has been rescued." At this point, Zhang Dabiao shook his head slightly and said:"Unfortunately, the bullet damaged his lungs, and I'm afraid he won't be able to return to the combat unit." Already."

As soon as Zhang Dabiao said these words, the three of them fell into silence. They knew very well the pain of a soldier unable to return to his unit.

After a while, Wang Feng's voice broke the silence:"Anyway, my fate is saved."

"Furthermore, there is no distinction between high and low in revolutionary work, and everyone can shine wherever they go."

As soon as Wang Feng said these words, he heard an excited cheer from behind him.

"well said!"

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