Han Baihang held his head high and said without squinting: "To talk to the battalion commander, I am Han Baihang, from Lingqiu, Shanxi."
Zhou Dongliang hesitated and asked: "You are from Shanxi, why did you come to Henan to become a soldier?"
Han Baihang replied: "My ancestors were originally from abroad. In the fifth year of Xuantong, they moved to Tuoshui Village, Lingqiu County. I am the only son in the family. My father died of illness the year before last, so I went out to make a living. This year, I planned to learn martial arts from a famous teacher in Henan. I didn't want to have a bad year.
I suffered a disaster and ran out of money on the road. I didn't eat for four days. I fainted in the hut due to hunger. I was finally bitten by a vicious dog and woke up. Then I heard that the Third Division was recruiting soldiers and had food to eat, so I joined the army..."
As for his own life story, Han Baihang had already compiled a story that could withstand scrutiny.
"Can you read?" Zhou Dongliang said in surprise when he saw that he spoke clearly.
"I know, my family is fairly well off, and I went to private school in the village." Han Baihang replied.
"Oh, let me ask you, what do you want to do as a soldier?"
Han Baihang said without hesitation: "Just do whatever the officer tells you to do!"
Zhou Dongliang's eyes were fierce and he said leisurely: "I heard from Company Commander Zhou that you know the "Japanese Infantry Drill Code" very well. I am very curious. "Infantry Drill Code" is a required course in the Japanese Army Non-commissioned Officer School. There is no dedicated translator in our country. You are not a non-commissioned officer.
I have graduated from school and have not been in a military school. How did I learn about my experience in the martial arts hall? I have thought about it and there is no other possibility except that you are a spy sent by the Anhui Army."
While speaking, Zhou Dongliang slapped a shell gun on the table, stared at Han Baihang coldly, and said: "Tell me! Who sent you to spy on our army." Before he finished speaking, several tall and round men rushed in from outside the battalion headquarters.
The soldiers clattered and pulled the bolts of their guns, aiming at Han Baihang with murderous intent.
Han Baihang and Zhou Heizi were stunned. Zhou Heizi looked at Han Baihang in surprise. Zhou Dongliang's words reminded him that Han Baihang was really suspicious.
Han Baihang was startled, and his heart was pounding wildly. What kind of drama was this? How could he have become a spy? When he came to his senses, he did not dare to act rashly. He smiled bitterly and said: "Captain, I'm wrong. I just watched a few more times."
It’s just a military book, it’s definitely not a spy.”
Dong Liang suddenly slammed the table and shouted: "You dare to speak harshly, come on, pull me out - you will be killed."
The soldiers put their guns against Han Baihang's back, grabbed his shoulders with their hands, and tried to hold him down by his arms.
Han Baihang's surprise was nothing trivial. He was wrongly accused of being a spy, but he was killed wherever he wanted to argue. He felt something hard on his back, and the hairs all over his body stood up. He suddenly remembered the protagonist's life-saving actions in the TV series.
At this critical moment of life and death, he could only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.
"Ha ha ha ha."
Han Baihang suddenly threw his head back and laughed heartily, letting the soldiers pick him up and drag him down.
"Wait!"
The moment he went out, Zhou Dongliang frowned and called to the soldiers. He stood up and glanced at Han Baihang in surprise, and said sternly: "Why are you laughing?"
Han Baihan didn't look back and laughed miserably: "I laughed, I was wrong. I thought I could serve the country and show my ambition in the third division, but who would have thought I would end up like this? If I had known now, I would have
If you go and join the Anhui army, you don't have to slander me as a spy. Haha, come on, kill or cut me up as you please."
After saying that, Han Baihang walked out boldly without being pulled by the soldiers, feeling as if he was going to die with great emotion.
When he left, Zhou Dongliang and Zhou Heizi in the battalion headquarters were stunned. As they watched Han Baihang walk out of the camp, Zhou Dongliang's eyes flickered and Zhou Heizi was dumbfounded.
After a long time, Zhou Heizi was the first to lose his composure. He broke the silence with a cough and said in a low voice: "Batalion Commander, I don't think Han Baihang is like a spy. If he is really a spy, your legs will be weak after you scared him just now."
"interesting!"
Zhou Dongliang smiled intriguingly and said, "It's your turn to make a fool of yourself."
Zhou Heizi understood and ran out of the camp headquarters shouting: "The regiment commander has an order to bring this person back."
At this time, Han Baihang had walked more than 20 meters away. The soldiers who were escorting him were polite. They just looked at him with their guns and did not push or scold him. At this time, when they heard the shouts, the soldiers escorted Han Baihang back.
Han Baihang secretly shouted that he was lucky. Even though his expression remained unchanged, in fact, the clothes on his back were soaked with cold sweat. It was really hard to be a hero. Just on the seemingly peaceful road of a few dozen meters, he almost...
I couldn't help but run for my life.
Return to the regiment headquarters.
Zhou Dongliang stood with his hands behind his back, looked at Han Baihang with sharp eyes, raised his eyebrows and said: "You have some courage, you said you are not a spy, but...how can I believe that you are not a spy of the Anhui Army?"
Han Baihang thought for a moment and was about to defend himself. He suddenly thought that something was wrong. He was not a spy in the first place, so there was no need to explain. He suddenly had an idea. He puffed up his chest and asked in a nonchalant manner: "Then what basis does the captain have for saying that I am?"
A spy of the Anhui army, just because I know some things about war, it would be a waste of human life to treat me as a spy."
Zhou Dongliang was startled, then laughed: "What a sharp-tongued boy." He turned to look at Zhou Heizi, who was standing solemnly at the side, and asked: "Company Commander Zhou, he is your soldier, do you want to kill him or not?"
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Zhou Heizi glanced at Han Baihang, stood up straight and said: "Batalion Commander, he is a soldier under me. I believe he is not a spy."
Unexpectedly, Zhou Heizi was quite humane, so Han Baihang quickly cast a grateful look.
Zhou Dongliang pondered for a moment, waved his hand and said: "Okay, I'll leave it to you. If something goes wrong, I'll take it from you."
Zhou Heizi repeatedly said yes.
Zhou Dongliang nodded slightly, and suddenly his smile became very warm and he said to Han Baihang: "I wronged you just now, don't blame me."
Han Baihang licked his lips and said sternly: "Soldiers are a major matter for the country. The battalion commander is cautious for the sake of Commander Yu and the Third Division. I admire him deeply in my humble position and have no intention of blaming anyone."
Zhou Dongliang's eyes lit up. There were many old men in the army, and there were not many people who could talk like Han Baihang. He wanted to test Han Baihang's ability, so he changed the topic and talked about military matters. He was born in Baoding and had been in the army for many years.
He has seen a lot in his career, and the questions he asked were all situations he would encounter during the march and war. Whether Han Baihang had any goods in his stomach, he would know after just one question and one answer.
Han Baihang understood that Zhou Dongliang was testing his ability, so he answered carefully and tried to get Zhou Dongliang's appreciation. Fortunately, he was a senior military enthusiast and knew the military of the Republic of China very well. He also had insights that were more than 90 years ahead of his time.
He felt guilty and talked eloquently. When he encountered Zhou Dongliang's supposed enemy situation, he quickly made a very careful response strategy. The two of them answered questions and had a very tacit understanding.
Later, Zhou Dongliang was racking his brains to stump Han Baihang, but Han Baihang had been hanging out in military forums for many years. He had seen all kinds of tricky questions. He was the best at talking on paper. He gave several different answers almost without thinking, including some military views.
It was quite novel, and it taught him a lesson. In the end, Zhou Dongliang unconsciously put aside his pretense as a battalion commander and regarded Han Baihang as a peer. He asked for advice on some difficult problems in the war, and Han Baihang drew inferences about other cases and solved his doubts. The two of them
They chatted happily for nearly an hour, until a communications soldier from the regiment headquarters outside called Zhou Dongliang to report to the regiment headquarters, and the two stopped.
