129th Division of the Eighth Route Army, Logistics Department Clothing Factory.
Factory Director Li Yunlong seems to be living a relaxed and comfortable life these days, but deep down he feels aggrieved.
Having lived a life full of bullets, and suddenly being transferred to a clothing factory where you can't see Japanese soldiers or machine guns, and can't hear cannons or gunshots, it's like an old cat that's used to eating canned fish, and it's been smelling for a month or two.
It’s as uncomfortable as it is without the fishy smell.
But you still have to pretend on the surface.
Every time Zhang Wanhe, a fellow from the Dabie Mountains and the head of the Logistics Department, came over to chat and asked when Lao Li would be transferred back to the main force as regimental commander, Li Yunlong would always say with a sullen face and an arrogant look on his face: <
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"I won't go. I won't go back even if I say Potian. I will stay in your quilt factory to retire!"
"Fuck you! If I keep you in my quilt factory, I might as well kill you."
Zhang Wanhe laughed endlessly with contempt on his face.
Pretend, keep pretending, see how long you, Mr. Li, can keep pretending.
This morning, Li Yunlong, who was wearing a shabby military uniform, was carrying his old hands on his back as usual, humming a leisurely tune, pretending to be pacing, and wandering around the quilt factory to inspect.
Xiao Liu at the door suddenly stuck his head out and shouted, "Director, Captain Kong Jie is here to see you."
"Is Kong Er stupid here?"
Li Yunlong was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help but feel happy. He hadn't heard any gunshots for a long time, and he didn't know what the situation was like on the front line. There was no way to get news, so he just happened to take advantage of Kong Jie's arrival to ask questions.<
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"Haha, Lao Kong, I miss you so much."
Before I saw him, I heard his voice first. Li Yunlong's loud voice came from the factory.
The guard Wei Monk who followed Kong Jie was a little startled and thought to himself, the one with the loud voice must be Captain Li Yunlong, right? His temperament is indeed not like ordinary people.
Kong Jie laughed and responded, "Director Li, I'm here to see you. You are living your life so freely!"
After the voice fell, the two met, old comrades gathered together, first gave a bear hug, and then exchanged greetings.
"Old Kong, you are not very interesting. When you were in the Fourth Front Army, you were still a new recruit, and I have been a veteran for almost a year. I was assigned to the same squad, and I was also your squad leader."
"How long has it been since this happened? Can't you take some time to come over and see the old squad leader?"
Lao Li spoke with a very rich expression.
Kong Jie conveniently threw a pack of Japanese cigarettes seized in his pocket to Li Yunlong, and said happily: "Old Li, I haven't seen you in the past few days, why do you seem like a grumbling woman?"
"There's a war going on at the front. I'm so busy killing little Japs every day, how can I have the time to come here to chat and spank?"
"Besides, a good man doesn't mention his bravery in the past, but you have the nerve to mention it. You were the squad leader when I was a recruit. Later, we became the regiment commanders one after another."
"What's the result? As the leader of the regiment, my journey has been smooth sailing, but you are lucky enough to be both a cook and a groom, and now you have become the director of a quilt factory."
"Now that you are the director of a quilt factory, you should do your job well and don't keep messing around on the front lines with your blinding eyes."
"Whenever you violate discipline again, you may not even be the factory director. If you are sent to pick cotton, you will have no place to cry."
Li Yunlong: "..."
Kong Jie was dissatisfied, "What are you looking at? I said, Lao Li, I have been killing Japanese soldiers on the front line these days, and my mouth is dry. I finally came to sit here with you, but you can't give me a glass of water to moisten it."
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"..."
"You successfully hit Li Yunlong, personal charm 1."
Hahahaha——
Kong Jie laughed and almost forgot about this. Since he met Lao Li, he naturally had to brush up his attribute values.
To deal with Lao Li, you must not be weak in your rhetoric.
You still have to have the skills to fight with the Confucian scholars.
Li Yunlong couldn't help but cursed: "Is it possible that you, kid, are just using your mouth to kill the Japanese?"
The monk on the side tried his best to hold back his laughter, secretly saying that his leader was very powerful.
Li Yunlong seemed to have just remembered that Kong Er was no longer as easy to bully as before, so he wisely changed the subject and focused his attention on Monk Wei who was standing aside.
"Lao Kong, who is this little brother? He looks a little unfamiliar to me."
Kong Jie smiled and said: "Wei Dayong, nicknamed Monk, how is my newly appointed bodyguard? Take a good look, Old Li, I am not afraid to tell you that my bodyguard is very skilled in martial arts. Ten Li Yunlongs tied together can also
It may not be his opponent."
"If this were a hand-to-hand battlefield, one monk could stand up to a platoon of Japanese soldiers!"
The monk on the side couldn't help but giggle. In front of him was Li Yunlong, whom he admired, so he didn't show his original arrogance.
As for Captain Li Yunlong, as Commander Kong said, at a glance, his characteristics are really obvious. His head is big enough and very eye-catching.
Li Yunlong was originally a martial artist. Hearing that the monk was highly skilled in martial arts, he was naturally delighted. He walked in in a few steps, walked around the monk, tilted his body, and said with squinting eyes:
"This guy is so skilled in martial arts that he can stand up to a platoon of Japanese soldiers by himself? Really or not? It's so absurd, I don't think he's that good at all! Lao Kong, I think you've probably made a mistake this time." The monk is a proud and arrogant person. Hearing what Li Yunlong said, he was a little dissatisfied.
Kong Jie, who was worried that the world would be in chaos, said: "Hey, Lao Li, how about we make a bet? I won't say much, as long as you can hold on to 20 moves in the hands of the monk, even if I lose, no matter it's a crooked target or a Czech style
, it’s your choice.”
"But if you lose, I will give you 200 sets of military uniforms and put them on when you leave later."
Li Yunlong: "Last time, you bought 300 sets of military uniforms from me! I bet you, Lao Kong, have also learned how to make a fool of yourself?"
Kong Jie said: "Don't talk so much. Are you afraid of saying that? I think you, Lao Li, have been practicing martial arts since childhood. You also said that you know a little about South Boxing and North Legs, and are proficient in all eighteen kinds of martial arts. Is it true?
Is it all bragging?"
The method of stimulating generals is very easy to use.
Li Yunlong immediately widened his eyes and said: "Okay, Kong Er, I made a bet with you, but I still don't believe in this evil."
With that said, Li Yunlong opened his posture and waved to the monk, "Boy, I won't bully you. I'll give you two moves first."
Kong Jie: "..."
He turned around and ordered: "Monk, after all, he is also an old comrade. Please be gentler and save some face for Captain Li."
"Hey!" the monk replied.
Kong Jie coughed twice and turned his head away. The next scene might be too horrific to watch, so it’s better not to watch it.
There was a sound behind him, and in the blink of an eye, someone fell miserably, and he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.
Kong Jie turned around and saw Li Yunlong falling two meters away.
"Damn it, what are you doing? Why are you serious about exchanging ideas? Why can't you let Captain Li do it?"
Kong Jie seemed to be cursing, and he quickly came over to help Lao Li, but secretly gave the monk a thumbs up, making the monk couldn't help but laugh.
The comradeship between these two regiment leaders is really interesting.
Li Yunlong finally got up from the ground, and when he looked at the monk again, his old face couldn't help but tremble.
Damn it, our old Li’s great reputation has all been lost on this dog’s shit.
Fortunately, the old comrade-in-arms was warm-hearted. Before and after the inspection, he quickly asked if he had fallen.
"Well, Lao Li, I think you probably fell a lot when you were like this. Don't help me when you put on the military uniform later. The monk and I will do it."