The first thousand two hundred and twenty-five chapters save the hostages
Just as everyone was fighting for a bite of steamed buns, members of Gao Hongyi's hundred-man squad had sneaked into the enemy's ranks. This was a piece of cake for them, not to mention that Marshal Feng's National Army had no regard for their head.
Damn, no one would care to check their identities.
Since the disguise must be in place, the twenty members of the hundred-man squad also smeared ash on their faces, and a few of them even chewed some tobacco leaves in advance to make themselves look dull and listless, as if they had not had sex for a few days.
As if they were dying after eating, they also pretended to squeeze in the crowd, and then sneaked out secretly.
Their goal was not steamed buns, their purpose was hostages. Taking advantage of the chaos, the few people had already separated in the small village to explore the place where the ten children were detained. Taking advantage of the enemy's opportunity to fight for the steamed buns, they quietly moved towards
The little cellar slipped through.
They were all wearing the military uniforms of the National Army under Marshal Feng, so they were not afraid of being discovered. Anyway, there were too many people in an army, and who knew whom? Twenty people lined up in two squads, swaggering towards
He left the small cellar. There was a squad of enemy troops stationed here, and it was not easy to get the hostages out. And he couldn't do it himself, but he was surrounded by enemy troops. If he was discovered,
With just the twenty or so people on my own, I’m afraid it’s hard to fly.
They can't force it, they can only outwit it. Although they can't do anything here, there is no look of worry on their faces. On the contrary, they are confident because they have steamed buns. At this time, steamed buns are a hundred times more important than promotion and wealth.
Ten thousand times.
Two squads of "National Army" swaggered through the city and arrived at the small cellar. As soon as they stepped into the small courtyard where the hostages were held, they were noticed by the soldiers responsible for guarding them. When they saw that they were "one of their own", they didn't bother to pay attention.
Now their chests are pressed against their backs because of hunger, and they still have the energy to ask who the person is. They wish that Marshal Feng had sent someone to take over the job so that they could go out and eat some steamed buns while guarding these dozen little brats.
, and can’t fill the stomach.
I really wanted to doze off, but the guard squad leader did not speak first, but the person who came spoke first: "Squad leader, everyone is eating steamed buns outside, why don't you go?"
The squad leader glanced at it and said angrily: "Fuck grandma, I don't know how many lifetimes of bad luck we have suffered. His grandma was sent to guard these little brats at this time.
Do you need so many people to guard you? It’s really killing a chicken with a knife! Hey, I’m telling you, why don’t you just stand and talk without hurting your back, you’re not allowed in here, get out quickly!”
The squad leader of the "Brothers' Unit" laughed and said: "Squad leader, please be patient. Marshal Feng knows that you haven't eaten. Didn't he ask the brothers to replace you? Go quickly, otherwise the steamed buns will be taken away by others."
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When the squad leader heard this, he and several of his subordinates suddenly became energetic. They stood up from the ground, turned around and ran out, even forgetting to take their guns. Just when the hundred-man squad thought everything was over
When he was in control, the squad leader suddenly turned back to look at the members of the hundred-man team, and slowly stepped back!
He stared at the "friendly troops" in the two classes and asked: "Did Marshal Feng ask you to take over? But it's not you who usually take over! Is there an order from Marshal Feng? Take it out and take a look!"
The members of the hundred-man squad had no orders from Marshal Feng, so they had to laugh and said: "Squad leader, you are kidding. In this small village, where can Marshal Feng write down orders? They are all conveyed orally. How about you, squad leader, have orders?"
The squad leader also smiled awkwardly and said: "Neither do we, but it's my responsibility, so I have to ask! Which part are you in? What's the squad leader's name?"
The members of the hundred-man team breathed a sigh of relief. They had done their homework before, so they smiled and replied without thinking: "Squad leader, you are really responsible! Brothers, we are the second battalion of the first regiment of the direct guard brigade.
The brigade commander of the first platoon of the second company is Feng Zhian. If you don’t believe me, you can ask our brigade commander! I am the squad leader of the first squad. Brothers call me Lao Hei. That one over there is the squad leader of the second squad.
My surname is Tie, squad leader, do you have any questions?"
Seeing that everyone answered so surely and fluently, the squad leader already believed it in his heart, so he said with a smile: "Brothers, it's funny, I'm sorry to offend you!" After saying that, he cupped his hands, turned around and walked out. This was because he was in a hurry.
I went to grab steamed buns, but they wouldn’t be available if I was late.
Everyone did not expect that even at this point, the squad leader would be so dedicated to his duties. It seemed that Marshal Feng had chosen the right person when he sent him to guard the hostages. I have to say that there are also powerful people in the opponent's army, but he is just mediocre.
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"Old Hei Squad Leader" grabbed the other squad leader who was in a hurry to leave, stuffed a snow-white steamed bun into his arms at lightning speed, then took his arm and pushed him out of the small courtyard.
Gently whispered in his ear: "What Marshal Feng meant!"
The squad leader was deeply moved, but he didn't want to show it to anyone. He only had one steamed bun, but he had seven or eight brothers. If others saw it, how could he not share it with them? But he thought that others didn't know, but in fact all the brothers under him were
I saw that "Old Hei Squad Leader" did it on purpose. He deliberately exposed part of the steamed bun behind his back, and then stuffed it into the other party. "Old Hei Squad Leader" naturally had his intention, but the other party was still kept in the dark.
Seeing that everyone had left, "Old Black Squad Leader" sent a few people to guard the door, and the remaining people worked together to get the children out of the cellar.
Two members of the hundred-man team went down to the cellar. It was dark inside. They took out matches and finally lit some firewood. What they saw made them heartbroken. The cellar was dark and damp, and a dozen children crowded together to keep warm.
It looked like I hadn't eaten for many days. Even if I saw someone coming down, I remained motionless in the corner. The members of the hundred-person team quickly took out water and steamed buns from their arms, gave the children water, and each of them ate half of the steamed buns.
After about ten minutes, they finally gained some strength, and members of the hundred-man squad quickly led them out of the cellar.
These children had been staying in the cellar all day and had not seen the sun for a long time. The members of the hundred-man team were afraid that they would blind their eyes, so they quickly covered their eyes with cloth strips. Looking at it this way, they looked like they were escorting hostages.
"Old Black Squad Leader" had an idea, whispered a few words in everyone's ears, and then escorted the children out.
