The country is broken

Many spectators wondered, isn't this person mentally ill? !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, so I realized what was going on.

The girls of the health team were still angry in their hearts, and they came forward and yelled for Fan Guowen to get out, but Fan Guowen kept Li Wei's words in mind and ignored them, no matter how many people stood in front of him pointing or saying goodbye. He said sarcastically, but he didn't move at all. He was anxiously waiting for the female health worker to come out and forgive him, but he didn't expect to see her after standing for a long time. It seemed that his words and actions that day really broke her heart.

At the beginning, there were people watching the excitement, but after a long time, this kid still sang "Three Disciplines and Eight Points of Attention" over and over again. , Take care of your own work, and leave Fan Guowen singing loudly at the gate of the health team.

Until noon, the people in the health team were still listening to the singing. Although it was a little hoarse, it still didn't stop. I have never seen anyone with such tenacity. Even if you are looking for awkwardness, you should call it a day. The people who are not angry are not angry, and those who are not sincere will not last so long. They seem to feel that Fan Guowen is sincerely apologizing. Someone started talking to Fan Guowen and asked him to go back. Fan Guowen's apology has been conveyed on his behalf. He was forgiven.

Someone even brought him a chair and a mug to let him rest. [

Fan Guowen still didn't answer, didn't even reply, and continued to sing. The master has not seen him yet, the revolution has not yet succeeded, and comrades still need to work hard. Instead, he sang in the lyrics: "The first thing to say is to make up Fifth, no beating and cursing are allowed. The habit of hooliganism must be resolutely eliminated. Everyone must be conscious of observing discipline, supervise each other, and never violate it. You must remember clearly the rules of discipline.” These words still have accents.

"Every revolutionary soldier must keep in mind the three major disciplines and the eight precautions..."

The singing is melodious.

Hide in a small teahouse near the gate of the health team.Li Wei, Wang Bao and Duan Cheng's accomplices didn't know how much tea they had laughed, and it was hard work to waste so much ink writing on the wall all night.

Although it's a bad idea, it also seems sincere. How can people at this time have seen such a formation? Reality singing shows, even if they get modern performance art, they poke at the entrance of the health team for a long time. This is not fake. .And the most important point is that the one who suffered was Fan Guowen, not Li Wei.

After noon, under the noon sun, Fan Guowen only felt dizzy for a while. After all, he hadn’t had water or rice for half a day. Although he had tried his best to eat and drink before, no one knew that he was still stiffening his back. It had already started to be disobedient and trembling, but it was still holding on.Li Wei spoke up.If the master doesn't come out, all previous efforts will be wasted, Fan Guowen is holding back the smoke and hoarse voice.It has been able to persist until now, that is, people who come and go have always cast admiring eyes.

Fan Guowen was already surrounded by touched members of the health team, and everyone insisted on telling him to stop, but Fan Guowen still ignored him, his face pale and frighteningly exhausted, and many people could see that something was wrong.

People in the health team know better than anyone what mental state and physical strength mean to soldiers. The recent frequent battles, lack of physical strength and mental strength will directly reflect the survival rate on the battlefield, if they still sit idly by.It is probably equivalent to murder, and the health team can no longer stay out of it.

In the end, a tear-stained female hygienist appeared at the door of the health team. When she saw Fan Guowen, her voice was crying: "Enough! Don't do this again, don't sing so badly! Don't sing anymore!"

The Lord has appeared! ~

Fan Guowen stopped immediately, forced a smile on his almost stiff face.

"Are you willing to forgive me? That day, I, I really deserved to see you." Fan Guowen could no longer feel the existence of his throat, only felt that a handful of sand was blocked in his throat.

Fan Guowen found out at this time.The female health worker whose face was covered in ashes from the war was actually quite young and beautiful.

"I forgive you, let's take a rest." The girl's voice became indescribably gentle,

"Really, yes, I'm sorry!~" Fan Guowen, who was always slippery, suddenly became stupid.

The spiritual pillar that had been supporting Fan Guowen was gone all of a sudden. Fan Guowen wanted to say something, but suddenly his eyes turned dark and his legs turned upside down.

I'm dizzy! ~

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

Seeing that the general situation was not good, Li Wei and the others quickly followed in. Fortunately, they were just a little dehydrated, and it would be fine to fill a few large jars of salt water. [

Duan Cheng also participated in Li Wei's bad idea. His task was to grind ink, while Wang Bao and Li Wei were to write. When Fan Guowen was singing in the health team, he was also in the teahouse. After laughing, he really had to admire Li Wei's terrible ideas in his heart, but fortunately he was no longer working in the arsenal.

When Fan Guowen fainted, he also wanted to go forward with others to help, but he didn't expect that just as he took a step to keep up with Li Wei and the others, he felt his arms stagnated and someone grabbed him.

"what are you doing?!"

Duan Cheng's face was displeased, and he turned his head to see that it was a waiter in the teahouse.

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

"Master?!" Duan Cheng muttered a little, why do you call him Master?Whoever would call him this way should probably call him Comrade Duan.

"Follow me, please!" The man made a gesture of invitation.

"Hmph! You're so mysterious, what are you doing?" Duan Cheng snorted, a little curious, this guy seemed strange.

There were many people around Fan Guowen, and when they were at a loss, no one, including Li Wei, noticed that Fan Guowen followed the waiter in the teahouse.

After turning seven turns and eight turns, I entered a courtyard house not far from the teahouse. The yard was not big, and there were only two houses with two walls, forming a square.

Following the assistant into the main room, Duan Cheng had just entered when he heard a very familiar voice.

"Cheng'er, long time no see, you're still alive! Not bad, not bad. Has potential."

"This old dog!" Duan Cheng thought to himself viciously, but he never expected that it was his father Duan Guishan.

"Father!" Duan Cheng still pretended to be very happy and said, "Why are you here?!" His tone did not show the tone that a filial son should have.

"Hey! Life is hard now! Come out and beg for food!" Duan Guishan was dressed like an ordinary farmer, smoking a dry tobacco pot, waved his hand, and the teahouse waiter who brought Duan Cheng bowed, and exited the door very interestingly. He quickly closed the door.

"Hmph. You're lying to me, it's definitely not a good thing to find me?!" Duan Cheng's body muscles tensed for a moment, and the old man Duan Guishan must have something important to do by risking his life and running to the territory of the Eighth Route Road.

"It's nothing! Just ask my son to help me find out some news! Contribute a little to the imperial army's jihad." Duan Guishan leisurely puffed out smoke rings.

In fact, the Puppet Mongolian Manchurian garrison in Mengtun and the various units of the mixed brigade were stunned by the large-scale campaign launched by the Eighth Route Army since the end of August. At first, they thought it was a small-scale harassment, but unexpectedly, the war of harassment quickly ignited Shanxi. In places such as China, Hebei, and Shandong, frequent military operations and unprecedentedly powerful strikes by the Eighth Route Army caused huge losses in military materials and resources from the Puppet-Mongolian-Manchukuo-controlled area to East China and North China, and the Japanese army continued to move southward. Uprooted.

The Tuba Road, which has always been regarded as a bandit, has displayed such an amazing combat effectiveness. How could it not surprise the Japanese army.Fighting from late August to September exhausted the Japanese army.I also had to start paying attention to this small and weak anti-Japanese armed force.

The losses of the Japanese army were unprecedented. Due to the lack of support and the desperate resistance of the Kuomintang troops, the invasion troops going southward were almost severely hindered in their three-way southward movement to Asia.Duan Guishan's immediate boss, Xiao Chai, the Japanese garrison commander, was severely criticized by the military.

Although Duan Guishan said it was easy, he was already an ant on the hot pot in his heart. He scolded these idiots several times in his heart, and the equipment was poor and there were few people, so how could he be crazy.

At the security commander Xiao Chai, he had already been scolded bloody and slapped countless times. It was his job to infiltrate and conduct intelligence, but he was not aware of the large-scale battle suddenly launched by the Eighth Route Army. Don't embarrass him.Some people who competed with him for the captain of the secret service squadron even threatened his ability and wanted to replace him. If he hadn't had some friendship with the secret service captain, he might have been taken down. [

This time the Eighth Route Army is approaching Laiyuan. Laiyuan is on the border of the three provinces of Shanxi, Chahar and Hebei, and between the inner and outer Great Walls.Being able to pass through the gap of the third regiment, get some useful information for myself, provide the imperial army with information such as the attack steps of the Eighth Route Army, and by the way, add some trouble to the troops preparing to attack the outskirts of Laiyuan.

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

Duan Cheng almost guessed the old man's meaning: "Tell me, what's the matter? Make a statement in advance, don't do anything that is too dangerous!"

"Hey, he was born by me. He is promising. When you have a meeting or pass orders in the regiment headquarters, you should pay attention and help me remember more about the movement of the team. Be careful, and there will be no danger." Duan Guishan said with a fake smile.

It seems that it didn't take so much effort to cloth this pawn.

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

"Okay, I will learn how to rip off the old man, Cheng Chengcheng, I am not sending hungry soldiers, take it, this is a deposit, if there is important news, you must notify me immediately, then go to that teahouse, if Information is valuable, so money is easy to talk about." Duan Guishan naturally understood his son's actions, took out a stack of anti-coins from his arms, put them on the table, and stepped forward.

Traitors use anti-coin? !Duan Cheng was taken aback!

"Anti-money? Old man Qianlai, you are not authentic!" Duan Cheng stuffed the money into his arms with a strange smile.