After a period of hurried marching, Mr. Wang and others finally ran four or five miles away. He felt that everything would be fine, so he slowed down the marching speed.

Then he ordered that the march should not be stopped and that the troops should take shifts to eat.

And how to eat in shifts? That is, those who eat first sit on the carriage.

The so-called rice was a big corn pancake distributed to each person, and there was even a vegetable, but the vegetable was beans stewed in meat oil!

When Mr. Wang and the others rushed into the village this time, they were rushing to a large family's house to have dinner.

That family didn't get a bite of food, but they all dragged them back.

"Is everything going to be okay?" Hou Kanshan said

"Who knows," Mr. Wang replied, "No one can figure out what's going on with Little Japan now. When they attacked the Beida camp, they stepped on it in advance.

Now that they have occupied Jinzhou, who knows if there are any of their people here."

As low-level soldiers, Mr. Wang and the others did not know that in order to occupy China, the Japanese invaders had sent people to search for intelligence on Chinese soil many years ago.

Some of the maps drawn by the Japanese army are more detailed than those of the Chinese!

Now that the Japanese army has occupied Jinzhou and there are still several cities on the road to North China, it is entirely possible that the Japanese army will conduct investigations in advance and even collude with traitors.

"My eyes are so dark that I don't know where I'm going." Mr. Wang complained.

"Platoon leader, didn't you pass through the customs?" Qian Chuan'er asked from the side.

Qian Chuan'er's implication is undoubtedly that since you took the train into the customs, you should have a general impression of where the train goes.

"Who can remember things in such detail? You should be remembering beautiful women!" Mr. Wang said dissatisfied.

After Wang Laomao said this, he felt something was wrong. He glanced back subconsciously. It seemed that the three female students didn't notice what he said, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Mr. Wang is already in his forties. After all, he is no longer young. People become more mature as they get older. He is always embarrassed to say unreasonable things in front of girls.

Qian Chuan'er suppressed the laughter in her heart and said nothing.

On the way, Qian Chuan'er once discussed with Ma Erhuzi why Mr. Wang was so proud of Hou Kanshan.

Ma Erhuzi's answer was very simple, that is, Mr. Wang has a gangster spirit.

As a veteran, Mr. Wang’s military qualities are beyond doubt.

But imagine that the commander-in-chief of their Northeastern Army is a big bandit leader. How could his men not be bandit?

Because Mr. Wang has a gangster streak in him, he likes Hou Kanshan as his follower to serve him.

Similarly, despite the fact that Mr. Wang and the others only went to the village for a short while, in addition to getting vegetables to eat, they came out with dozens of kilograms of corn.

As for how the corn was made, do you still need to ask?

And at this point, Hou Kanshan, who is Mr. Wang’s follower, also said that there were gunshots outside. If it hadn’t been for the gunshots, we would have had to get some flour!

Qian Chuan'er also asked him, how do you eat the white flour? Do you want to make dumplings?

Hou Kanshan replied, "Don't tell me, if I can get white flour, I will bring him out all the pots from that place!"

Qian Chuan'er comes to the airway, save it, you don't have to carry the pot yourself when you bring it out, right?

Hou Kanshan looked at Erhanzi with ill-intentioned amusement, which undoubtedly meant that Erhanzi was so big and round that he could take the blame as a cook.

"Platoon Leader Wang!" A crisp voice sounded. It was Leng Xiaozhi running up from behind.

The people in front naturally looked at Leng Xiaozhi.

Leng Xiaozhi is of average height, just over 1.6 meters tall, but her body proportions are very good, and she feels light when she runs, like a deer in the mountains.

As soon as he saw Leng Xiaozhi coming over, Hou Kanshan couldn't move his eyes away.

"Just now you said you couldn't figure out where this place is, I have a map in my hand!" When Leng Xiaozhi said that, Mr. Wang and the others noticed that Leng Xiaozhi actually held a roll of cardboard in his hand.

At this time, Mr. Wang couldn't help but feel a fever on his face. What he said just now about the beautiful woman was still heard by the female students behind him!

After Wang Laomao took the piece of paper and opened it, he saw that what was drawn on the piece of hard paper was the map of Liaoning Province, and the small circles representing the place names were placed one by one, and they were very detailed, but they were continuous.

The villages entering the customs are all marked!

"I was afraid that we would have to walk here, so I specially found it from the school library." Leng Xiaozhi explained.

Before Mr. Wang could praise Leng Xiaozhi, Hou Kanshan said with regret, "You are such a thoughtful person!"

But he didn't expect that Leng Xiaozhi said without even looking at him: "Just use it, Platoon Commander Wang. I'll go back first."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

If it were someone else who took the initiative to strike up a conversation and they ignored her, then it would probably just be a conversation.

But Hou Kanshan didn't think so, but he still watched Leng Xiaozhi's back obsessively as he walked.

"Did you see the way that dead monkey looked at you?" Li Yajuan asked Leng Xiaozhi who came back to her side.

"He's not a good guy, just ignore him!" Leng Xiaozhi replied.

Now the three female students hate Hou Kanshan more and more.

Just because the way Hou Kanshan looked at them was not a good look, and he was always a bad person.

For example, when they went to steal corn, they had a fight with the owner of the corn field.

But when the owner of the cornfield saw Shang Zhen shoot and kill two Japanese soldiers, he was paralyzed with fear.

Then Hou Kanshan, who rushed back, immediately gave the middle-aged man a big mouthful.

Yes, that middle-aged man fought with these students, and their students suffered a loss.

But this does not mean that these students do not have basic concepts of right and wrong.

After all, they were the ones who stole the corn from others, and they were only protecting their own things. What do you think of those two slaps that Hou Kanshan owed Baden to?

Thinking of Hou Kanshan's unpopularity, Leng Xiaozhi and Li Yajuan's eyes turned back to Shang Zhen beside them.

At this time, Shang Zhen returned to his original appearance, silent and fiddling with the gun.

This time Shang Zhen made meritorious deeds again.

After killing two Japanese soldiers, two more Type 38 rifles were seized, as well as four round grenades.

However, after he performed a meritorious service, he was not as high-spirited as after he performed a meritorious service. Instead, he was always thinking about the use of those Japanese guns and weapons.

Leng Xiaozhi saw Li Yajuan looking at Shang Zhen affectionately from the side, and laughed: "Like a piece of wood."

"It's not like wood, it's not a hemp pole, it's a sweet pole, the cutest sweet pole in the world." Li Yajuan added secretly.

"Then you take a bite and try it?" Leng Xiaozhi teased her.

"You think I don't dare?" Li Yajuan pretended to be calm, and after a moment she smiled shyly, while Leng Xiaozhi also chuckled.

What Li Yajuan and Leng Xiaozhi said were naturally the whispers of girls.

At this time, Shang Zhen didn't know that he had turned into the cutest sweet pole in the world, and this sweet pole became the nickname that the students secretly called him in the future.

Note: Sweet sorghum is a kind of sweet sorghum, which is about the thickness of your thumb. It can grow more than two meters high. Just like sorghum or sugar cane, it is made into sections. It is usually eaten as a snack. Peel off the outer skin and chew it.
Chapter completed!