Bright Sword Military System

Chapter 6 The Ministry of Work of the Enemy

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When Wang Xuexin and Li Dachui came out of the regiment headquarters, Wang Xuexin had an extra [-] cover on his back and ten rounds of ammunition in his pocket... There were not many bullets, but there was nothing to do. This was already the average ammunition of the Eighth Route Army.

Wang Xuexin was so proud, he hummed a little northeast song while shaking his head while walking with a bit of wine:

"You want me to bury it!"

"Who the hell doesn't want to be buried!"

"Which calf doesn't want to be buried..."

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(ps: If you want to listen to this song, you can join the Q group, don’t laugh and come to the author to settle accounts)
The appearance of wearing a military cap with a slanted military cap and open discipline buttons, coupled with the erratic and shaky steps, is just like a traitor in the play.

Li Dachui, a member of the enemy's Ministry of Works, was holding two cans in his arms, rather like a sidekick who carried things.

However, Li Dazhui didn't care about this, and at this time he hadn't recovered.

He tried to recall every word of the head of the regiment, for fear that he would not be able to grasp it accurately.

"Withdrawal? Who said it's about to be withdrawn?"

"Let me tell you, Li Dachui! Don't make me emotional. If there is a big fart thing, you will show me a slap in the face. I don't want to eat you!"

"Look at Xiaodongbei, ah? Active work, firm will, and high ideological awareness!"

"Thank you for being a committee member, learn from others!"

How dare Li Dachui say anything, he can only stand up and answer "yes" again and again.

After finishing, Li Yunlong also took out two cans and handed them over, and said earnestly:

"Our independent regiment has a rule that whoever pays will belong to whoever pays it. If you have the ability, go to the devil to grab it yourself, and no one should be jealous."

"But the enemy's Ministry of Industry is in a special situation. You don't have many opportunities to go to the battlefield, and you don't have many seizures."

"This is a reward for your meritorious service. In the future, we will consider improving your meals as appropriate!"

"However, you are not allowed to be arrogant. You have to make persistent efforts. Do you understand?"

Li Dazhui stood up and said, "I understand!"

In fact, Li Dahui didn't understand anything.

Merit?

How long has it been since the Ministry of Work of the enemy heard this word?
Is it because of the bottom of the drill press?
Thinking of this, Li Dazhui chased after three steps and two steps: "I said Xiaodongbei, what did the head of the regiment tell you?"

"Squad leader!" Wang Xuexin put on an embarrassed look: "The regimental leader won't let me say it, it's a military secret, you see..."

Li Dazhui's expression was stagnant, and he just wanted to be ruthless, but when he thought it was an order from the regiment commander and it was a military secret, he changed his smiley face and shook his hand: "Hey, forget it! I don't want to know anyway! What a big deal! what?"

Turning around, Li Dachui grinned and scratched his chest. This feeling of hanging in the air was really unpleasant.

The Ministry of Work of the Enemy was located in a thatched hut at the end of the village. Although it was a "department", there were only nine members, including Li Dachui.

Therefore, Li Dachui did not let them call "committee" only the squad leader.

In his words, it is: "A committee member with eight soldiers, isn't it shameful to say it? Let's not do the thing of sticking green onions in the pig's nose, call the squad leader!"

At this time, the night fell, and the soldiers who scattered to brush slogans all came back.

"Why don't you see the squad leader?" The old gentleman patted the white ash on his body and asked suspiciously.

The old gentleman is actually not old. He is in his prime in his early thirties. Before joining the Eighth Route Army, he was a private school gentleman.

The ugly boy who was chopping wood outside the door heard this and stopped what he was doing and shouted inside: "You don't know what? The squad leader was called by the squad leader!"

Ugly babies are born with five big, three thick and ferocious appearances. Some are clumsy. They can knock down their feet with guns, and combat troops don't like them.

Li Dazhui thought to himself that the Eighth Route Army pays attention to treating the prisoners leniently. If the prisoners are interrogated, they cannot use their hands and they cannot use their guns. If there is no one to scare them, how can they carry out their work?So the ugly baby became a member of the Ministry of Work of the enemy.

When Ugly Baby said this, everyone rushed out of the room.

"What? Was called by the head of the regiment?"

"Do you know why?"

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Ugly baby shook his head and replied, "I... don't remember, it seems that he was leading soldiers or something!"

"Broken!" The instructor looked around and said, "There is still Xiaodongbei not here, it must be for Xiaodongbei!"

The instructor's surname was Wu. Originally, there should not be an instructor at the class level, but the enemy's Ministry of Work was different. When interrogating a prisoner, an instructor was required to do ideological work on the prisoner.

But Instructor Wu was a little discouraged, because if the prisoner was a devil, it would be useless to do ideological work.

The prisoners to be caught are puppet troops... they don't need to do ideological work at all, they kneel on the spot.

So the instructors were also doing odd jobs in the Ministry of Work of the enemy.

After a while, the old gentleman broke the silence: "If you want me to say it, it is better to arrange Xiaodongbei to go back to farming than to be in the army! Isn't there a saying? Teaching students according to their aptitude and local conditions, Xiaodongbei is not a piece of material to be a soldier!"

"That's right!" The little speaker replied, "As soon as you enter the battlefield, your legs are weak, and when you see a devil, you will be cowardly. If he can afford to lose this person, our enemy's Ministry of Industry will also be unlucky!"

The little trumpet's name is Wu Guohao, and he likes to gossip in a glib manner, so he gave up the nickname of the little trumpet.

"Hey!" The instructor waved his hand to stop the two of them: "They are all revolutionary comrades, and there is no saying that no one is implicated. We should unite all the forces that can be united, and cannot be divided. The situation in Xiaodongbei is relatively special. He is from the enemy-occupied area. Those who escaped grew up under the bayonet of the devil and the white terror of the puppet army. For such a comrade, we must fully understand and tolerate him. As long as comrade Xiaodongbei is given a little time, I believe he will soon be Can grow into a qualified warrior..."

At this time, two figures appeared in the darkness. Although they could not see clearly, the instructor recognized the squad leader and Xiaodongbei at a glance.

The instructor hurriedly explained in a low voice: "I'm back, and none of you are allowed to speak sarcastic words later, do you understand?"

"Yes!"

"understand!"

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Several people responded one after another, but they seemed a little reluctant.

Before everyone was ready, Li Dachui shouted outside: "What are you still doing? Come out to help! This kid is drinking too much!"

"what?"

"Oh!"

"What?"

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When everyone ran out to take a look, they saw that the squad leader was sweating profusely, carrying Xiao Dongbei who was full of alcohol and snoring.

Before everyone could react, Li Dazhui said "Hey yo":
"Hurry up... This kid is drooling, he's sticking! Put him down..."

Everyone carried Xiao Dongbei with all his hands and feet, and was surprised to find that there were more three-eighth covers on his back.

"Squad leader, these three or eight cover..."

Before the small speaker could finish speaking, Li Dachui threw two tins of canned meat over:
"Don't ask anything, this kid has done a great job!"

"Give our enemy's Minister of Industry a face!"

"Have a celebration party tonight!"

"It's so fucking happy!"

Crowd: ...

(End of this chapter)