The war of resistance against mountains is heavy

Chapter 723

It's still the same yard, it's still the same house, but Old Mao Wang and the others are completely prisoners this time.

More than twenty soldiers were locked in the same room. If they wanted to sit down, they would all have to squeeze together, so the room became more and more crowded.

"Oh, what's the point of a group of gentlemen sticking together? What if there is a woman!" Ma Erhuzi couldn't help sighing.

"You only talk for fun!" Guan Tiedou, who was closely following Ma Erhuzi, answered.

Ma Erhuzi fell silent.

Ma Erhuzi just grinned casually and didn't think about it when he spoke. Now that he thought about what he said just now, something was wrong.

Those women were locked in other rooms, but even if they were also locked in this room, how could any of those women be their food?
"It feels like we are packing (zhuàng) bean bags, and we have to pick up a small piece of wood in a while." The little dustpan said, and then he stood up and squeezed towards the door.

Packing (zhuàng) bean buns, that is Northeast dialect, bean buns are red bean paste buns, and the skins of the bean buns are made of yellow rice noodles or sticky sorghum rice noodles, and they are naturally squeezed together after steaming.

Because the bean buns in Northeast China are very sticky, if you want to take the steamed bean buns out of the steamer, you have to use a small piece of wood, otherwise it will be too hot.

"Damn it, you're still squeezing out after being so crowded." Hu Zhuzi, who was hit by the little dustpan, said dissatisfied.

When Hu Zhuzi said Qiuqiudaner, he naturally meant that the small dustpan was long and small.

In fact, the small dustpan is not so small anymore, it's just that they are all old people, and they all look at people with old eyes.

"Then you won't squeeze it for me?" Little Dustpan said dissatisfied.

The small dustpan is naturally easy to talk in front of Hu Zhuzi, Hu Zhuzi said "oh" and squeezed hard to the side, and after such a squeeze, several people started to "ouch", it was naturally because of the previous fight Some of the people have been injured.

The little dustpan ignored the cries of his own people and finally squeezed to the door.

"Dang, Dang" the little dustpan knocked on the door.

Everyone in the room didn't know what the little dustpan was going to do and fell silent all of a sudden.

"Brother, we don't have any grudges, let's chat for a while." The little dustpan leaned against the door frame and said to the outside.

"Who the hell is talking to you, the brigade commander will kill you broom stars later!" A voice came from outside the door.

It was undoubtedly the soldiers who were in charge of guarding them.

"What's the point of throwing the broom star?" The little dustpan was amused by the soldier, "You know the broom star?"

"I didn't know before, but now I know." The soldier said, and there was a smile in his voice.

"What broom star?" As a latecomer, Bai Zhan heard something in the conversation between the little dustpan and the soldier, but he couldn't understand it, so he asked for it.

It's just that who among the veterans has the heart to talk to him, and who among them will make themselves ugly?It turned out that this group of people brought bad luck to others wherever they went, so they nicknamed them "Broom Stars".

"Tut tsk tsk." Chen Hanwen spoke suddenly.

Chen Hanwen seldom speaks in this tone. When he speaks, others hear him sigh, "Although we left lightly, the New Seventh Brigade has left a legend about us."

"What's the matter with the New Seventh Brigade, we are now the 337th Brigade!" The sentinel outside the door corrected after hearing Chen Hanwen's words.

"Why don't we say that we are seniors? When we first followed the brigade commander, we were the New Seventh Brigade. What you say about the 337th Brigade must have happened later. Seeing seniors speak so disrespectfully!" At this time, Old Mao Wang He said in an old-fashioned way.

As for the army, of course it's about seniority, and that's what Wang Laomao said.

Back then, Shang Zhen and his group of stragglers ran south from Shenyang, and when they reached Suizhong, they were recruited by Liu Chengyi, who was still the head of the regiment at the time, but they were pigs raised there for a year.

And also in that year, Hou Wangshan didn't know where he got a daughter-in-law and came back to live his own life.

As for Shang Zhen and the others who broke away from Liu Chengyi's brigade, that's something for later.

From Wang Laomao's point of view, he certainly has reason to be so proud.

It's just that he thought so, but the soldier outside didn't think so.

"Senior fart! Our seniors from the 337th brigade have died so many times, it's all because of you bastards!" The sentinel sneered outside.

"Boy doesn't know how to respect the elders!" Old Mao Wang said angrily, and while he was speaking, he caught a glimpse of Bai Zhan grinning and laughing. It was obvious that Bai Zhan, who had been beaten up by them veterans, was very happy to see them being beaten up.

"Smile!" Old Mao Wang scolded, so Bai Zhan quickly pulled his face into a bitter gourd shape.

And at this time, the people in their room heard a new voice from outside saying: "What are you talking about, how many times have seniors died?"

Ouch, the ears of the soldiers in the room froze when they heard that the newly-appeared person was actually speaking for veterans like them.

At this time, the soldier outside had already said: "Platoon leader!"

"Get out!" the platoon leader scolded.

"As for the platoon leader, he must be a veteran. Maybe he knew us before, so let's talk well." Qian Chuan'er whispered.

It's normal for Shang Zhen and his group to beat Wang Qingfeng into such a bear, and Liu Chengyi disarmed them and arrested them.

However, Shang Zhen is not here, but Shang Zhen was taken away by Liu Chengyi.

Shang Zhen's soldiers were worried about Shang Zhen, so they naturally hoped to get some news.

When the little dustpan standing at the door was nodding, the platoon leader outside had already spoken first: "Okay! You bastards have been wandering around for several years since you went out, ha! Now you have thrown yourself into the trap again. He also beat up Commander Wang, let's see how the brigade commander gathers you this time!"

As the platoon leader spoke, the veterans in the room exchanged glances.

There is no need to ask, the person who came here must be an old man, and he has already revealed enough of the past in just a few simple words.

People knew that these people had been out for several years, and even beat Wang Qingfeng. The implication was that people knew that Wang Qingfeng was the brother-in-law of brigade commander Liu Chengyi.

"This brother must be an old man, do you know us?" Through the small dustpan on the door, he got close to the platoon leader.

It's just that the person outside the house didn't answer the question, instead he said "Huh" before saying: "Your voice is very tender, how old are you that you dare to talk about brothers with me?"

Little Dustpan is no kid, he was the youngest when he joined Shang Zhen's group, although it has been several years now, people can tell that he is not very old.

"My soft voice doesn't mean I'm not a veteran. It's been seven years since I joined the Northeast Army in September [-]th." Xiao Dudun accompanied him with a smile, although it was impossible for others to see his expression.

"I joined the army on September [-]th, and you sound like you are twenty years old." The platoon leader outside the door muttered, and then suddenly realized: "I know it!"

"Hey, sir, what do you know?" Little Dustpan asked.

"I know what, you're that fucking bastard!" the platoon leader said loudly.

As soon as the platoon leader said these words, the room fell into a brief silence, and then a "coaxing" laugh broke out.

The little dustpan's face turned red immediately, but he never expected that such a result would come out of his almost cheating with others!
People may not know what the little dustpan is called, but they still remember the little dustpan when it was a child at that time, and then they gave him the name "***baby".

For the little dustpan who usually regards himself as a veteran, isn't this an embarrassment of being overthrown by others?It's like when someone grows up and returns to his hometown, the neighbor next to him says, "Oh, isn't he the second kid who still peed on the kang when he was eight years old?"

It's just that at this time, the little dustpan will naturally not be in a hurry with the row. People in the Northeast generally speak rough, and it's commonplace for people in the Northeast to say things like ** bastard.

"How do you remember me, sir?" Little Dustpan asked after the laughter in the room died down, "Which regiment is your old man, why don't I remember?"

"You bastards still remember me, hehe, the brigade commander's brother-in-law dares to beat me up? But your company commander remembers me." The platoon leader laughed.

"You know our leader?" the little dustpan said happily.

"You bastards, why wouldn't I know him? If he hadn't shot that one back then, how the hell would I have been kicked out of the logistics?" the platoon leader scolded with a smile.

Um?When the platoon leader said this, Wang Laomao and the veterans fell into the memory, and after a while, the little dustpan laughed and said loudly: "I know who you are, you are deliberately made by our leader with a gun." The one that went off fire!"

(End of this chapter)