Section 201

Company Commander Ma Qi's original intention was to hope that Ding Heyang could integrate into the company's large group as soon as possible, but when it came to Ding Heyang's ears, it changed its taste.

Ding Heyang's heart was beating, and a little bit of hidden fire immediately emerged from his heart. What does this company commander Ma mean to say this to him?! Is this Li Wei the domineering army?! Or is he still a deep background that cannot be provoked?! This Li Wei looks like an ordinary soldier, and there is nothing extraordinary. If he has a background, how could he still be a soldier? Humph! Could it be that he bullies me, the newcomer, and warns me not to talk nonsense?! Is there any shameful secret in this company?!

"Haha, look at what Company Commander Ma said! How could I beg a warrior?! It's just a joke!" Ding Heyang felt a little unhappy with Company Commander Ma Qi at this time. He didn't show what he was thinking on his face, but he just nodded calmly.

"Hmph! The surname of Li, even if you are a hedgehog, I will touch you to see what you have!" Ding Heyang blamed Li Wei and Company Commander Ma in his heart. This was something that Company Commander Ma had not expected.

When the soldiers on both sides were not entangled too much, and no one would hold back. Both sides basically died more and injured less. Although the platoon leaders in the hands of each platoon had only an effective range of 100 meters, they played a great role in hand-to-hand combat. While commanding the battlefield, they shot and killed the enemy directly to relieve the danger of their soldiers.

After a round of short-term attacks between the Japanese reinforcements, the soldiers of the first company began to stalemate at the entrance of the village. Both sides changed their fighting style and kept using the surrounding terrain to shoot. Whether it was the Japanese devils or the Eighth Route Army soldiers, they all used hidden objects to shoot at the other side during the movement. The gunshots decreased a lot in a while, but basically they could see blood when they fired. Often, soldiers of a certain side were about to shoot at one enemy soldier and were shot dead by another enemy soldier on the side. Occasionally, soldiers from both sides would collide together, and the two would immediately throw away the gun and pounce directly on the other side and pinch them to death.

The cooperation ability between soldiers became the right to decide the outcome of the battle at this time. However, the puppet army, with relatively weak sense of cooperation, immediately suffered a large number of casualties in the face of this kind of battle, which obviously dragged down the Japanese devil soldiers in the battle. Not only in terms of morale but also in terms of combat formations, the first company of Eighth Route Army soldiers gradually regained the disadvantage in terms of numbers. They experienced more battles with fewer victory and more, and usually they would not be scared by the number of other parties.

The soldiers and the enemy in the first company fought lively in the melee. Suddenly, dense gunshots sounded behind the Japanese devils and puppet troops, and strings of dark red lines of fire beat the Japanese devils and puppet troops outside the village.

The brothers of the Second Company who were in charge of the snatching harvest in several nearby villages were roaring and rushing over. Fan Guowen, who had been held in the Second Company for a long time, was so happy that he, a machine gunner, had not opened for almost two months. Heavy machine gunners did not have as many restrictions on the use of bullets as ordinary soldiers. They just grabbed the highest point and set up the Maxim heavy machine gun, and then threw away the 7.92mm caliber chain and made it vigorously. A rain of bullets swept wildly and instantly tore up the figures of more than a dozen enemies.

The battle situation of the two companies' forces inside and outside the siege changed rapidly. It turned out that half of the puppet army squadrons, which were forced by more than a dozen surviving Japanese soldiers, had no fighting spirit at all. After being attacked by the troops of the first and second companies, the Eighth Route Army was shaking everywhere. The puppet army immediately lost all fighting spirit and was disorganized on the spot. Wherever the soldiers of the second company rushed over, they all knelt down and surrendered immediately. The only fourteen or five remaining Japanese soldiers were surrounded by the Eighth Route Army soldiers on the spot, and assassinated on the spot, without a single living.

A battle came quickly and ended quickly. A small team of Japanese devils in the fifties were all eliminated. There were only 70 or 80 people left in the puppet army squadron of nearly 200 people, and most of them were injured.

The only regret is that the Japanese prisoners were not captured. These days, either the Japanese were fighting for the Bushido until death, or the Chinese soldiers hated the Japanese devils very much and attacked them to death. After the battle, they rarely caught the Japanese devils. If they could capture one or two Japanese prisoners, it would be the best gift to seek credit from their superiors.

After the battle ended, the captive weapons were taken down, and the remaining soldiers began to clean the battlefield.

The base area is too poor, almost everything is poor. The soldiers have grown up to sweep the battlefield and don’t even have bullet shells left, and they wish they could even dig up bullets.

A small soldier from the Second Company searched the Japanese corpses with a cheerful face, plundering every pocket, and not letting go of any valuable spoils. He searched for a Japanese sergeant's bag, grabbed it and poured it on the ground, and dropped a lot of pieces. In addition to some documents, there were a few bullets and candy! Seeing a few candies in a flower paper bag, the little soldier was immediately happy. He looked around and saw no one, and grabbed it and put it in his pocket. Hey! I'm lucky!

As I flipped through, I saw a booklet. The little soldier held it in his hand and flipped it around. After only two or three of them, his eyes immediately became straight and he couldn't move his nest. The little soldier's breathing became thicker without realizing it, and his face felt burning.

After swallowing, the little soldier closed the booklet as if he had made great determination, constantly gasping for breath, his heart beating, and his face turned red like a peach in June.

What is the drawing in the booklet? Every page is painted with women, naked ass, making strange movements, and the two soft balls on their chests, making people feel like a fire is burning under their lower abdomen, and their bloodlines are rising and rising with their heartbeat.

Such excitement made the little warrior want to hide the booklet like a thief and then find a place where no one is left to throw it away. This booklet is obviously not a good thing. After all, the three major disciplines and eight points of attention are all iron laws on the surface, and no one can touch it.

Just as he was about to stuff the book into the arms of the Japanese soldiers' corpse, he suddenly stretched out a big hand from the side and snatched it.

"What is this?!" A stern tone immediately made the little soldier's face pale, and the fire in his body was instantly poured into the ground and the body was cooled down.

"No, nothing!" The little warrior's tone seemed very panicked.

"Hmph! Be honest!" The person who spoke was Ding Heyang, the new instructor of the company. After the battle, he also followed the soldiers to clean up the battlefield. He saw a little soldier sneaking and suspicious, and reached out to grab the things in the hands of the little soldier. He just turned two pages and his face changed drastically.

"What is this!" Ding Heyang was so angry that his whole body was trembling. In his eyes, this little soldier with unknown name actually wanted to hide such obscene things privately, and the things in the album were simply unbearable.

The little soldier immediately panicked and defended with some disbelief: "No, it's not like this! I want to throw this thing away." Obviously he tried his best to clarify the facts, and he did not want to implicate the honor of his troops.

Ding Heyang's eyes turned sharp and stared at the little warrior and said, "You are still stubborn, this is the evidence! Who is your squad leader? It's so inappropriate to find your squad leader. How can a revolutionary soldier have such dirty thoughts?" He almost determined that the soldier's ideological awareness was obviously polluted by the things in it. When he hit him at the gun, he must not let him go easily, otherwise he, the instructor, would be a waste of money?!

The little soldier was obviously frightened by this strange cadre and said in a crying voice: "Chief, I was wrong. Let me go. I will never make any more money next time."

"No! Come to your squad leader, platoon leader come here!" Ding Heyang said without any relaxation. He made up his mind to deal with the matter seriously, so as to establish his authority in the row, and his face became more and more severe.

When the soldiers around heard the movement here, they all surrounded them for no reason, which made the young soldiers even more ashamed and uneasy in the eyes of everyone.

"What's wrong?! What happened?!" A man with a cadre-like appearance came over and saw the little soldier's appearance, and immediately said: "Xiao Chen, what's going on?"

"Hmph! Look!" Ding Heyang proudly threw the picture album to the cadre, "This kid still stubbornly refuses to say which class he belongs to."

"Oh, he is the soldier of our Second Company. I am the instructor of the Second Company. Can you please?!" The cadre flipped through the booklet in his hand, and his face became ugly. It was obvious that such things were also a taboo in his eyes.

"Soldier of the Second Company!" Ding Heyang was sweating in his hands. After scolding for a long time, he was not from his company. However, no matter which company he was from, he would never let him live a good life today. At this young age, he would hide such things this time and would not betray his comrades next time?! This kind of unhealthy trend would definitely not be kept.

"Comrade Guan, hello, I am Ding Heyang, the instructor of the First Company! I don't know that this is a soldier of your Second Company, but this young comrade's behavior obviously violates revolutionary discipline." Ding Heyang secretly felt a little satisfied with his gaze.

"Oh, hello, it turns out that you are the new instructor of the first company. Please take care of him in the future." The instructor of Guan Manzhong also used routine sentences politely. Both parties looked at each other for a few times. It was considered to be acquaintance and had met.

"Xiao Chen, tell me, what's going on?!" Guan Manzhong, the instructor of the Second Company, said seriously to the young soldier who was still sobbing.

Because it was related to his own and the army's honor, the young soldier Xiao Chen did not dare to hide anything and immediately explained it in detail.

"That's right." As Xiao Chen said, the instructor Guan Manzhong, who had a gloomy face, looked a little better. "How can you see such things when you are so young? What if you learn bad things?! This is not allowed to happen again next time. You must pay the spoils first." Although his tone was no longer severe, it also contained a warning. It was a big or small matter. If it was a big deal, it would not only bring the reputation of the Second Company, but also the life of the warrior.

"That's not what it means, Instructor Guan! This is a discipline issue. At a young age, he just sees such things and wants to hide them privately, which means that his thoughts are not pure and should be dealt with seriously. I suggest an open interrogation." Ding Heyang determined that the warrior Xiao Chen lied to the instructor of the Second Company. He was so cunning and scheming at a young age. This is not enough. Could it be a traitor?! He must not turn a blind eye to such a black sheep, even if it is not his own.

"This!~~" Guan Manzhong instructor didn't expect that the instructor in the company would hold on and immediately paused.

"What's it?! Let me see it?" Li Wei came over, his hands were not slow at all. Instructor Guan lighted his hand, and the booklet had already appeared in Li Wei's hands.

The young soldier Xiao Chen almost had the desire to seek death. The more he saw this book, the less he was ashamed to see other comrades. His face was pale, and his heart completely sank. He was just about to collapse and he could kill himself by pulling his gun on the spot.

"Ah! What a crooked melon, so ugly, so disgusting. Look at this posture, you don't have any temperament at all. You can still see it! Oh my God, I'm going to vomit!" Li Wei looked at the warrior Xiao Chen with suspicious eyes. In the shocking and contemptuous eyes of others, he then said: "Your taste is so bad. This is garbage. If I were replaced by me, I would have thrown it into the trash can. I seriously despise you. You can even see this kind of goods?! Tsk tsk, there is no taste at all! Despise, seriously despise you."

Instructor Guan Manzhong and Instructor Ding Heyang didn't believe their ears. Li Wei's words were simply not reading these obscene albums. Not only did he remain calm and his heart was not beating, but his tone was judging his head and feet, as if he saw something very ordinary and as if he was unaware of anything.

"Wei Zi (Li Wei), what are you talking about?!" Instructor Guan Manzhong and instructor Ding Heyang spoke in unison. They both seriously suspected that the album Li Wei was reading was not the one just now.

"That's it, look at such a garbage picture, and there are people who are playing treasures. They don't have any taste at all." Li Wei turned two pages to show the instructor Guan. Instructor Guan's eyes were just blushing, and he turned his head and didn't dare to look again.

"I'm right, Instructor Guan, you can't stand this kind of thing, right? I'm still thinking it's a good thing, cut it!" Li Wei threw the evidence of the dispute just now on the ground, with a look of disdain. Isn't it just a Japanese AV picture, which was used for the Japanese masturbation, not only in black and white, but also looking for such an ugly woman and such a disgusting posture. Alas, indeed, in this era, the Japanese didn't even have any creativity, no different from animals.

Li Wei, who is used to seeing modern beauties, could not accommodate these sands in his eyes, so he naturally threw them away with disdain.

Instructor Guan stared at Li Wei tightly, trying to find the slightest expression on Li Wei's face, but after a while, he was discouraged. He didn't dare to look like Li Wei, but he could still keep calm and obscene as if nothing was left. Could this kid be so determined, or was there something wrong with that? But it was impossible, he also had a beauty in the health team.
Chapter completed!