under fire

The quiet night of the wine station was broken by a burst of chugs.

The engine of the motorcycle carried into the mountain after the capture sounded.

After some fiddling, the telegraphers supporting the division turned on the lights for the headquarters.

The bright motorcycle headlights hung on the top of the tent, blinding the smoke-stricken eyes of the heads of the regiment.

Amidst all the tsk-tsks, Captain Lu's highlight moment finally arrived: "It's a small matter, a small matter."

The meeting opened in the middle of the night, and the motorcycle chugs in the middle of the night.

This thing is good, you don't have to smell the smoke of kerosene, and you don't have to worry about the black ash on your face the next day.

When it was almost dawn, someone was staggering and sleeping soundly, and someone went out from the dormitory to have a urinate.

Seeing someone fiddling with a camera tripod in the open space, I thought it was someone from the propaganda department of the division who was going to take a group photo for everyone, and didn't pay much attention.

It wasn't until a certain nurse Xi Shi from the original division who saw the camera being fiddled with came up to talk to him that he realized that the camera was seized by the Independence Regiment.

This thing is much harder to serve than guns.

The news spread quickly directly on the Datong shop and the floor shop.

The group leaders who had two hours of sleep left did not go to bed, and even the people who slept next door squeezed into one room, sat directly in the Datong shop and started doing daily chores.

If the political commissar knew that these regiment leaders were in such good spirits, they would definitely let everyone hold a meeting all night.

Cooking class.

The heads of the regiment who were having breakfast looked at the head of the regiment Lu completely changed.

After breakfast.

The propaganda officer of the independent group wanted to take a group photo of the group leaders who came to the wine station for a meeting.

Song Xiaoci's mood was indescribably excited.

It was the first time she saw so many chiefs gathered together.

I have never seen so many chiefs in the division before.

Due to confidentiality regulations, the political commissar cannot be photographed.

After the group photo was over, all regiment-level leaders began to ask for single photos.

This request is very reasonable. For the sake of publicity, sometimes it is even necessary to edit the photos of the group leaders and publish them in the newspapers.

The film was taken away by comrades from the enemy industry department.

No one knew that the negatives of the photos taken by the traitors were still left in the film.

The meeting continues.

Song Xiaoci asked Li Xiang for a new film, then hid in the dark room and fumbled to install the film.

The meeting site cannot be photographed, so she plans to take a single photo of all the heroes of the independent group
Luo Fugui was unwilling to take pictures, Li Xiang said that he was not photogenic, and Ma Liang excused that he would enter the enemy-occupied area in the future and was unwilling to take pictures.

So, after reloading the film, I only had time to take a picture of the uncle Niu and the big dog in the apron.
Others. Not eligible.

Song Xiaoci used to be unable to work normally in the division.

After experiencing a package of turmoil at the division headquarters, she especially cherished her work as a propaganda officer in the independent regiment.

It is true that she is a student, but if one is really hard working, especially under the personal guidance of an experienced chief, her grades will naturally not be too bad.

It can even be evaluated with outstanding achievements.

Teacher of Jiuzhan Village Children's Primary School, teacher of women's literacy night school, teacher of cultural improvement class of health team, propaganda officer of independent group, director of Women's Salvation Congress.
There is a whole package of jobs on her body, there is no way, regardless of the headquarters, the wine station counts her as educated!

In the past, Su Qing was doing these things. He had to take into account the intelligence system, conduct a political review of the entire regiment, regularly report the roster to the superiors, and appease the military and martyrs.
After Su Qing left, the intelligence system could not be handed over to newcomers with no experience, so the political commissar arranged for Xiao Liu to take over the intelligence system.

In the independent group, Song Xiaoci will get support no matter what she does, so that she feels that she has found a place to realize her value.

He has even learned to shoot a three-point line with a rifle.

She wants to practice guns, and the soldiers and militiamen can handle one bullet evenly, so that her marksmanship is even better than some veterans.

Although he has never been on the battlefield, he can hit the target with a chest gun within [-] meters.

As for hearing that recruits would pee their pants on the battlefield, she thought it was impossible.

Work and life are very fulfilling.

After chattering about her on the other side of the river for a while, Wang Xiaosan came to deliver food to Hu Yi.

Song Xiaoci, carrying a tripod and carrying a camera, followed without hesitation.

To advertise, you need material.

When interviewing Luo Fugui, that guy ran the train with his mouth full, Li Xiangsan couldn't fart with a stick, and when the big dog saw her, he was dumbfounded like a dumb bird and couldn't finish a sentence.

It's hard to even take a photo.

The little girl was originally the best breakthrough point, but it happened that the little girl stayed up all night in the enemy's Ministry of Industry.

After dawn, she returned to the confinement room and fell asleep. No one dared to disturb her daydream.

Song Xiaoci knew very well that it was just an excuse that the political commissar asked her to turn on the water yesterday.

There were guards outside the door, and it was never her turn to carry the thermos bottle to the cooking class.

The political commissar didn't say what she couldn't know, which meant that there was no secrecy involved.

Her idea was very simple, since the little girl couldn't find any information for the time being, she must be right to find Hu Yi.

When I was in the teacher, I wanted to take pictures without a camera, but the little girl seized one for her, and it was a very advanced model!
Although she still only knows the general process of developing photos, if she can't develop photos, she can send the negatives to the division, which has professional talents.

It does not prevent her dream from being realized step by step.

Hu Yi looked at Song Xiaoci, who was sweating on his forehead and was busy carrying a shelf camera, and asked Wang Xiaosan, who came to deliver the meal: "What is she doing?"

"Hey, take a photo." Wang Xiaosan said proudly, "Even the head of the group has to listen to her command if he wants to take a photo. She made a special trip to take photos of you and the girl."

Hu Yi stuffed the cornbread into his mouth and muttered, "Let her take pictures of the wounded, the villagers, and those graves."

Wang Xiaosan next to him nodded and replied, "I didn't take pictures either."

Xiao Hongying, who was snoring a little, heard that she was going to take a picture, so she opened her eyes and said, "No."

Song Xiaoci knew Hu Yi and the little girl's temper, so she didn't insist on it.

I worked hard to cross the river with my camera on my shoulders by myself, so naturally I couldn't waste it after setting up a posture, and finally took pictures of two confinement rooms without windows.

Wang Xiaosan hurried to help and sent the tripod back to the regiment headquarters.

This is one of the four advanced equipment in the regiment: radio, motorcycle, and telephone.

Xiao Hongying yawned and stuck her head out: "Fox."

Hu Yi lay on the window, stunned for a moment, then laughed.

Xiao Hongying's eyes widened: "Why are you laughing?"

Hu Yi was serious: "I thought I was wrong, hey, where's your braid?"

"Heiwuchang from the enemy industry department said that I didn't meet the dress code, and immediately asked Xiaohong from the health team to cut it with scissors." No one said."

"I think it's good not to have braids, and you can save a hair rope." Hu Yi comforted.

"You make fun of me too? I know, you just like the vixen hairstyle."

Hu Yi was speechless, and changed the subject: "Old Qin arrived last night, and came to talk to me for half the night."

The little girl stopped worrying about her hair, and raised her eyebrows: "Is the vixen coming today?"

"Um"

"Do you really like vixen?"

Hu Yi didn't speak.

"If you want to marry a vixen, there is another way."

Hu Yi couldn't help asking: "What way?"

Xiao Hongying said fiercely: "I won't tell you."

Hu Yicai retracted his body unhurriedly: "That's all right, you can continue to play, I'm going to sleep."

The little girl immediately stared: "What do you sleep in during the day, let's talk about it later."

"Stop talking, I'm going to daydream." Hu Yi's voice floated out of the window.

"What do you want to dream about, vixen?"

"I went to dream how some people were censored all night."

"Ah?" Hearing this, the little girl turned out from the window sill and leaned over to the next window: "I really thought you didn't want to know."

Hu Yi was lying on the bed with his hands behind his head, his face expressionless and his tone light: "Isn't it just to understand the gap left by the defeat of the friendly troops in the south?"

The little girl was immediately excited: "Not all of them, from the time we entered the eastern plain until we came back, plus the uncle's side, I said it twice."

Hu Yi sat up, with a puzzled expression on his face: "There are divisional reports on the matter on the plain, why would I ask you about these things?"

Xiao Hongying smiled mysteriously: "Hey, the superior originally arranged for He Dawu to enter the spy camp in Ling County. Guess what happened?"

Hu Yi had black lines all over his head: "How would I know if you didn't tell me?"

"Hey, the Four Prefectural Committees have reported to their superiors that the Sacrifice League of the old bandit Qi must obey their orders."

This result is not what Hu Yi expected, but the little girl definitely has a countermeasure: "What is the result?"

"The head chief arranged for Hei Wuchang from the enemy engineering department to ask me about the details. What do you think will happen?"

"Why don't you give people nicknames casually." Hu Yi paused for a moment: "Who did you learn to speak from? It always tantalizes people? Tell me something!"

"I told the black comrades in the enemy's engineering department that the devil's troops are empty, and the puppet army is vulnerable. The chief is planning to go out to the plains for field investigation and research. Today's meeting will discuss this matter. The chief plans to understand the actual situation of the enemies in each base area, and is going to pick one. The local government launches a partial counter-offensive, recovering some villages and towns first, and then attacking a few counties if conditions permit!"

Hu Yi shook his head: "The headquarters has an intelligence system, and the division will also formulate combat plans against the enemy according to the actual situation of each division. The divisions have been arranged to enter the enemy's rear in the early stage, which shows that the superior has long had this plan."

Xiao Hongying was stunned for a moment, a little discouraged: "According to what you said, you are looking for me... just to understand the process of fighting devils"