Chapter 117

Many people watching the fun were surprised. Isn’t this person’s brain sick? When I looked around, I found that the house of the health team was full of words, all of which were Fan Guowen’s apology, and then I understood what was going on.

The girls in the health team were still angry in their hearts, and they walked up and shouted to ask Fan Guowen to get out. But Fan Guowen remembered Li Wei's words and ignored them. No matter how many people stood in front of him, he remained silent. He was so anxious that he was waiting for the female health worker to come out to forgive him, but he didn't expect that after standing for a long time, she could not see her. It seemed that his words and actions that day really hurt others' hearts.

At first, there were people watching the fun. After a long time, the kid still sang "Three Disciplines and Eight Points of Attention" over and over again. He was not annoyed. Others were annoyed and could not coax them away. No one paid attention to him and kept his work. He kept Fan Guowen and others singing loudly at the door of the health team.

Until noon, the people in the health team listened to the song. Although they were a little hoarse, they still didn't stop. I have never seen anyone who was so tenacious. Even if they were looking for something awkward, they should have stopped working. This time, the people in the health team lost their anger. The people who were dishonest would not be able to hold on for so long. It seemed that they felt that Fan Guowen was sincerely apologizing. Someone started to talk to Fan Guowen and asked him to go back. Fan Guowen's apology had been conveyed on his behalf, and people forgive him.

Someone even brought him a chair and a tea jar to let him take a break.

Fan Guowen still ignored him and didn't even reply, and continued to sing. The main person has not seen him yet. The revolution has not succeeded yet. The comrades still need to work hard. Instead, they sang in the lyrics: "First, you must be reconciled in your speaking attitude... Fifth, you must not beat or scold others... The habit of rogue must be eliminated... Everyone should be conscious of the discipline, and do not violate the mutual supervision. The revolutionary discipline must be remembered clearly..." These words still have accents.

"Revolutionary soldiers must remember the three major disciplines and eight points of attention..."

The song is melodious.

In a small teahouse near the gate of the health team, Li Wei, Wang Bao and Duan Cheng and others did not know how much tea they had. It was a hard work to spend a night wasting ink writing on the wall.

Although it was a bad idea, it seemed sincere. People at this time had never seen such a formation. Real-life singing show, and it was also a top performance art when they were modern. They poked at the door of the health team for a long time. This was not fake. And the most important thing is that the person who suffered was Fan Guowen, not him, Li Wei.

After noon, under the sunshine at noon, Fan Guowen only felt dizzy and weak. After all, there was no water and rice in a long time. Although he had been eating and drinking hard before, no one knew that he was still stubborn behind his back. He had long since stood still and his calves were shaking, but he was still holding on. Li Wei said that if the main person didn't come out, all his efforts would be wasted. Fan Guowen endured the hoarse voice of smoking. He could persevere until now, but the people who came and went to see him admired.

Fan Guowen had already surrounded him with the moved health team. Everyone insisted on letting him stop, but Fan Guowen ignored him, his exhausted face was pale and scary, and many people could see something was wrong.

What mental state and physical strength mean to soldiers is better than anyone else in the health team. The people in the health team have been fighting frequently recently. Physical strength and mental deficiency are directly reflected in the survival rate on the battlefield. If you still sit idly, it is probably equivalent to murder. People in the health team can no longer stay out of the matter.

Finally, a female health worker covered in tears appeared at the door of the health team. When she saw Fan Guowen, she cried and said, "Enough! Don't do this anymore, don't sing anymore! Something is going to happen! Don't sing anymore!"

The real person appears! ~

Fan Guowen immediately stopped, and a smile appeared on his face, which was almost stiff with facial muscles.

"You! Are you willing to forgive me?! That day, I. I deserved to die!" Fan Guowen could no longer feel the existence of his throat, and only felt a pile of sand in his throat.

Fan Guowen only realized that the female health worker was actually quite young and beautiful when she was stained by the war that day.

"I forgive you! Take a break!" The girl's voice became indescribably gentle.

"It's true, right, sorry!" Fan Guowen, who has always been very slippery, suddenly became very stupid.

The spiritual pillar that had always supported Fan Guowen disappeared all of a sudden. What else did Fan Guowen want to say, but he felt suddenly his eyes were black and his legs were facing the sky.

Dizzy! ~

The people around him were in a hurry and helped Fan Guowen into the health team.

When the situation was not good, Li Wei and the others followed in quickly. Fortunately, they were just a little dehydrated and poured a few large jars of salt water.

Duan Cheng also participated in Li Wei’s bad ideas. His task was to polish ink, Wang Bao and Li Wei were writing, and Fan Guowen was also in the teahouse when he was singing in the health team. He had almost never laughed like this in a long time. In his heart, he really had to admire Li Wei’s terrible ideas, but fortunately he no longer worked in the arsenal.

Just when Fan Guowen fainted, he also wanted to go forward to help with others, but he did not expect that he wanted to follow Li Wei and the others just as soon as he took a step, but he felt that his arm was being pulled by someone.

"What are you doing?!"

Duan Cheng looked unhappy and turned his head to see that he was a friend from the teahouse.

"Young Master Duan, someone has something to do with you." The guy smiled.

"Young Master?" Duan Cheng muttered a little, why did he call him Young Master?! Who would call him such a name? It should be almost the same as Comrade Duan.

"Please come with me!" The guy made a gesture of invitation.

"Hmph! What's the secret?" Duan Cheng hummed in his nose, a little curious. This guy seemed strange.

Fan Guowen was surrounded by many people. When he was in trouble, no one, including Li Wei, noticed that Fan Guowen followed the teahouse shop clerk.

After many turns, I entered a yard not far from the teahouse. The yard was not big, only two houses with two walls on both sides. It formed a square.

Following the guy into the main hall, Duan Cheng heard a very familiar voice as soon as he entered the door.

"Cheng'er, long time no see, he is still alive! Not bad, has potential."

"This old dog!" Duan Cheng thought to himself evilly. He thought for a long time but didn't expect it was his father Duan Guishan.

"Dad!" Duan Cheng said with great joy, "Why are you here?!" But he didn't see any filial tone as his son should be.

"Hey! Life is not easy now! Come out to beg for food!" Duan Guishan dressed like an ordinary farmer. He was smoking a dry tobacco pot, waved his hand, and the teahouse guy who came to Duan Cheng bowed, and tugged out of the door, and closed the door.

"Hmph, let's cheat, it's definitely no good to look for me?" Duan Cheng's muscles tensed in an instant. The old man Duan Guishan risked his life to run to the territory of the Eighth Route Army. There must be something important.

"It's nothing! I just want my son to help me find out some news! I will contribute to the Imperial Army and the Great Hall of the Communist Party of China." Duan Guishan leisurely spitted out the smoke rings.

In fact, the troops stationed in the Pseudo-Mongolian and the units of the Mixed Brigade were deceived by the large-scale battles of the Eighth Route Army since the end of August. At first, they thought it was a small-scale harassment, but they did not expect that the harassment quickly ignited Shanxi, Hebei, Shandong and other places. The frequent military operations and unprecedented strong strikes of the Eighth Route Army caused huge losses to the military material resources of the Japanese army who continued to move south to East China and North China in the pseudo-Mongolian area, and the Zhengtai Railway was almost paralyzed. The strongholds along the line were all uprooted.

The Tujiao Route Army, which has always been regarded as a bandit, has shown such amazing combat effectiveness, which has not surprised the Japanese army. The battle from the end of August to September made the Japanese army exhausted, and they had to start paying attention to this anti-Japanese armed force with few people and weak power.

The losses of the Japanese army and the local government were unprecedented. The invading troops fighting south were not allowed to continue their support and the Kuomintang army was blocked to death. The actions of the troops to divide the troops into three groups to go south to Asia were almost severely blocked. Duan Guishan's boss, the Japanese military commander Xiaochai, was severely criticized by the military headquarters.

Although Duan Guishan said it relaxed, it was the ant that had already been on the hot pan in his heart. He had scolded these territorial zodiacs countless times in his heart. The equipment was poor and there were few people, so how could he be crazy?

In the presence of the police commander Xiaochai, he had been scolded for being so slapped. He was slapped in the face. Infiltration and intelligence was originally his work, but he knew nothing about the sudden large-scale battle of the Eighth Route Army, so why didn't he embarrassed him? Some people who competed with him for the spy squadron leader threatened his incompetence and wanted to replace him. If he hadn't had some friendship with the spy brigade captain, he might have been killed.

This time, the Eighth Route Army approached Laiyuan. Laiyuan is the border of the three provinces of Shanxi, Chakra and Hebei. It is a very important strategic position between the Great Walls inside and outside. In order to ensure that Laiyuan is not captured by the Eighth Route Army, he came out to see that his son of the Third Regiment of the Eighth Route Army could use the gap of the Third Regiment to provide himself with some useful information, provide the Imperial Army with the attack steps and other information, and at the same time add some trouble to the troops preparing to attack the outside of Laiyuan.

Seeing Duan Guishan spraying smoke rings, Duan Cheng's mind wandered around. As the saying goes, if you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall, I must have something to do in my heart.

Duan Cheng almost guessed the old man’s meaning: “Say it, what’s the matter? State it in advance, don’t do it if it’s too dangerous!”

"Hey! I was born after all, and I am promising. When your regiment headquarters holds a meeting or conveys orders, be careful and help me remember more of the movements in the team. Be careful, it will be no more dangerous." Duan Guishan said with a slight smile.

It seems that I didn't spend so much effort on Bu's chess piece.

"As the saying goes, the emperor is not short of hungry soldiers, bring them!" Duan Cheng stretched out his hand and rubbed his fingers.

"Okay! You can learn to quarrel at the old man. Cheng Chengcheng, I don't need hungry soldiers, take it. This is a deposit. If there is any important news, I will definitely notify me and find that teahouse. If the information is valuable, money is easy to say." Duan Guishan naturally understood his son's actions, took out a stack of anti-coins from his arms and placed it on the table, and pushed forward.

Traitors use anti-coins?! Duan Cheng was stunned!
Chapter completed!