I don't know why, even though the girl with the big pigtails treated Liu Lang badly and even tied him into a "year pig", Liu Lang didn't have any ill feelings towards her.
This made Liu Lang quite baffled. Could it be that Fatty Fatty still has a masochistic gene in his bones? Could it be that he was infected?
Or maybe, the fate between people is so strange?
Liu Lang couldn't give a reasonable explanation. He simply didn't think about it. What's better if he didn't walk? Although the way of sitting on the sliding pole was a bit strange, this level of binding was too childish for Liu Lang, so he just gave up.
Consider it a form of exercise!
Therefore, except for three emergencies on the way that required him to shout once or twice, Liu Lang was a silent fat man the rest of the time.
The only sad thing is the four thin red warriors. Long-term malnutrition and the previous months of war have made them extremely weak. Now they have to carry a 200-pound fat man for more than 200 miles.
, it really cost my life.
Later, the squad leader named Kawako also participated in the battle, but in the end he was defeated by the fat man's exaggerated weight.
It wasn't until two days later that the tenacious red warriors finally couldn't resist anymore. The silent fat man was untied and reluctantly began to measure the remaining one hundred miles with his legs.
Seeing Liu Lang's reluctant expression, the girl with the big braid almost fainted from exhaustion. I dare say she tied up this thick-skinned guy for two days, which made him feel good for two days. He angrily picked up the branch and took another photo.
He slapped Liu Lang's thick buttocks hard several times, causing Liu Lang to hold his head and run away.
Grandma, luckily I didn’t bring Shan Ying and Lu Shandong with me. If they see the incomparable Liu Tuanzuo being spanked by a big girl, then... the officers and soldiers of the Independent Regiment in the future
Will the first thing you look at when you look at the regimental commander will always be your butt?
Some lucky Langtuan people think with their buttocks and know that it is not possible, but it must be possible.
The girl with big braids didn't pay attention to the strange looks of the red warriors headed by Kawako. Anyway, she just felt that it would be great to hit the fat man in front of her.
Seeing Liu Lang happily escaping and the braided girl getting angry, the slightly depressed red squad leader chased after Liu Lang and kicked Liu Lang in the butt, "White dog, leave quickly, who told you to hide?"
Damn it, it’s just a slap in the face, why are you guys keeping up? Liu Lang was also a little unhappy, and turned around to look at these guys.
Of course, Liu Lang was not angry. They were all the old man's comrades-in-arms, and the old man's comrades in the base area could not survive more than one class until the founding of the Republic. When he recalled and described to Liu Lang, he and the nearby
More than a battalion of villagers from more than a dozen villages joined the army together.
These people are likely to be engraved on the tall people's memorial tablet. Liu Lang does not know how many times he has stood in front of that monument and stared silently. They are all people who sacrificed their lives for the country and the nation.
If such a person is kicked, no matter how unhappy he is, he can only endure it.
Along the way, he passed through the jurisdiction of several counties under the red regime. It was also the first time that Liu Lang really walked into the old districts of this era. Compared with visiting museums in the future, Liu Lang who really walked into this era obviously saw it more realistically.
Both farmers and the army are very poor and backward, but the smiles on people's faces are very real. The concept of equality for everyone given by the red regime is indeed the most advanced concept for ordinary people in this era.
When it comes to the choice between material and spiritual things, most people tend to say that only when they have a material foundation will they consider spirituality. There is nothing wrong with this. If you don’t even have a full stomach, who will care about equality and inequality. But
People still ignore that man is an animal, but he is the most advanced animal on the planet. He has wisdom that other creatures do not have. With wisdom, he has spirit and material. In fact, sometimes he not only messes with his belly, but also for satisfaction.
Spiritual needs.
Intelligent human beings' spiritual needs are by no means lower than material ones, and are even much higher than material needs. In some cases, they are even higher than those of life.
At least Liu Lang could see something called faith in the eyes of the red warriors around him.
An army with souls is undoubtedly the most terrifying army in the world, even if the weapons in their hands are very poor.
There were five red soldiers in total. Except for Kawako, who was the squad leader, he held a dilapidated old sleeve with a hemp rope tied to the bolt. The other four held shotguns, blunderbuss, and even a
He might as well just hold a javelin and a hatchet with a slightly hooked blade stuck in his waist. This can be considered fully armed! At least in hand-to-hand combat, he has one more knife than the average person, so he can take advantage.
If they can get more advanced weapons, maybe they won't be defeated so miserably in a year and a half. Maybe they can retain more elites and go north to northern Shaanxi to beat up the little Japanese.
Through these ragged red soldiers, Liu Lang seemed to see the Xiangjiang River dyed red. It was an eternal pain in the hearts of the veterans. Even Liu Lang's grandfather never mentioned that time to Liu Lang.
Battle is half a word.
"Fat Bai, what are you looking at? I'm warning you, for people like you, we can shoot you without asking for permission from our superiors." Kawako looked at Liu Lang's confused eyes and the hairs all over his body stood up, and he raised his head.
He pointed the gun at Liu Lang and shouted sternly.
Liu Lang gave him the feeling at this moment, like a tiger that had just woken up from a nap.
Liu Lang suddenly bared his teeth and smiled.
For some reason, he saw the shadow of the independent regiment's new recruits in these red warriors. They were still rookies.
"Hey, brother, that's not how you use guns."
Before the red squad leader could react, he saw in his pupils that the fat man two meters away made a mistake in his steps, his figure was like a slippery loach, twisted in a strange way, turned around and attacked him.
The white dog wanted to jump over the wall. The red squad leader reacted quickly. He quickly pressed the trigger with his right index finger and pulled the bolt with his left hand. However, when he took aim, he found that the fat man who was jumping over the wall made a strange twist and hid next to the girl with big braids.
, if he were to shoot, the first one to hit would definitely not be the fat man.
"Sister Yingzi, get out of the way." The red squad leader said anxiously.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the fat man who had just hid beside Yingzi holding out a black object.
How could he have a gun? Incredible thoughts came to the red squad leader's mind. They had clearly searched him. Perhaps just when this thought arose, his body, which had been trained on the battlefield for months, could not help but move towards him.
Fell down on one side.
The muscle memory trained in the hail of bullets has made the red squad leader almost out of the category of a rookie.
When the opponent used Yingzi as a cover, he could only choose to dodge first instead of shooting with that damn fat man.
At the moment when the body had just stabilized its balance and tried hard to keep pointing the gun at the enemy, a big white hand suddenly appeared in front of the red squad leader and grasped the barrel of the gun. With a fierce tug, a huge force
The attack caught the red squad leader off guard and he painfully lost his weapon before he could react.
Then, I heard a "bang" gunshot, followed by another shot, and another shot, three times in a row. The interval between each gunshot was definitely not more than half a second. If I hadn't known that the gun used by the fat man was his beloved old sleeve,
, the red squad leader even thought he was grabbing a submachine gun.
There was no fourth gunshot, because the red squad leader knew that he had only suppressed three bullets in total, which was the reward given to him by the platoon leader after he killed a white dog platoon leader.
It was over, he killed three of his comrades. The red squad leader tried desperately to resist, but was held down by a big hand. Although it was not heavy, it actually made his whole body numb and he couldn't even move a finger. In fact, he couldn't even move a finger.
He couldn't open his mouth, even if he wanted to shout, everyone tried hard with him, but couldn't even shout a word.
The red squad leader closed his eyes in pain, his heart filled with despair.
He knew why his comrades did not fire. It was because there were no bullets in their three muskets. The muskets could easily misfire. If not on the battlefield, who would be willing to waste precious bullets like that?