The country is broken

"Not bad, not bad, you look like a soldier, you are a child in the city." The middle-aged soldier nodded around Li Wei, his skin was fair, and he had a strong student spirit. He could tell at a glance where Li Wei was from. Out of the city, and it's still a big city.

"Yes, what's your address?" Li Wei asked cautiously.

"My surname is Wang, Bao'er and his third uncle, the political commissar of the third regiment here, she is Chen Jiayao, the clerk." The middle-aged man pointed to the round-faced girl with long braids and said.

"Let's find out about your situation." Commissar Wang said, his eyes suddenly fixed on the radio in Li Wei's hand, he didn't notice anything at first, but suddenly his expression changed drastically, and he pointed at Li Wei who was so excited that he was almost speechless.

Duan Cheng and Wang Bao thought that Li Wei's identity was wrong, and immediately loaded their guns vigilantly, and aimed their guns at Li Wei. [

"What are you doing, put down your guns!~" Political Commissar Wang hurriedly stopped the two little soldiers from moving.

Li Wei looked puzzled, and when he found Commissar Wang's eyes fixed on the radio in his hand, he asked strangely: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this radio?" He flicked the switch in his hand, Immediately a hissing electromagnetic noise came out from the speaker, and after a few more adjustments, a burst of melodious music floated in the room. After the music ended, the announcer's voice sounded again: "People's Broadcasting Station"

At this time, not only Political Commissar Wang was excited, but Duan Cheng, Wang Bao, and the clerk Chen Jiayao were also excited. Political Commissar Wang was a little excited: "It's not wrong, it's so right, my God, how did you put this bunch of things together?" I got up, and I can hear the voice of the Party again, it’s great, it’s great.” The joy on Commissar Wang’s face also spread to the faces of those around him.

"What's so difficult about it! It's so simple!~I..." Li Wei shut up quickly when he saw Wang's political commissar's eyes. ! Look at my eyes are as green as a wolf.

Li Wei was sweating profusely behind him!~), but fortunately, Commissar Wang's next sentence made him feel relieved.

"Ah! Talent, that's great, Wang Bao, Duan Cheng, you can bring back a treasure, one of great merit, one of great merit! ~ This thing is finally repaired." Commissar Wang patted Li Wei's shoulder heavily , and almost knocked him apart, he took the radio excitedly, turned the volume to the maximum, put it next to his ear, and listened to the radio broadcast from the Party Central Committee with great vigor and vigor as if he was smoking opium.

It could be seen that the radio had been broken before, and it was repaired by someone, but it was not repaired, and it was disassembled in a mess, and it could not be put back together, which made Political Commissar Wang very depressed for many days.

A circle of people had already surrounded the door of the house. It seemed that the rarity of the radio and the allure of the People's Broadcasting Station were enough to attract all the Eighth Route Army soldiers and ordinary people nearby like the arsenal of the Japanese devils.

"If I let you know that I have a more awesome mp3 player with radio function on me, it would be strange if you didn't tear me apart?" Li Wei muttered furiously from the bottom of his heart. Pain after vigorous patting.

Political Commissar Wang turned off the radio in satisfaction, as if he had had a good time, took out a clean handkerchief, wrapped it carefully and hid it next to his body.

After the people at the door were dispersed, Political Commissar Wang took Li Wei to sit down and said, "Let's get down to business, little comrade, let me tell you about your situation!" Well, this comrade is not that "comrade".

Li Wei changed his situation a little bit, and told Wang Policies one by one at the current time. Most of it was true, but the time was not right, and Wang's political commissar didn't see any flaws. Now that China is in chaos, where I can really find out.

It also happened that Wang Bao and Duan Cheng were patrolling outside the battlefield to ambush the single enemy and found Li Wei. If it wasn't for the two of them, Li Wei might have been killed by a few bullets.

The clerk Chen Jiayao took a small notebook and wrote it down carefully with a thick pen. Li Wei spotted that the pen was from the famous Parker brand. Maybe it was seized from some unlucky enemy.

Wang Bao looked at Li Wei for a while, and looked at Chen Jiayao for a while and giggled a little bit, anyone could see that this kid had no good intentions for this little girl, but Chen Jiayao turned a blind eye to it and remembered things calmly.

"Little devil, we are fighting now. It looks like we have to find a chance to send you back, but the city you mentioned is probably occupied by the little devil." Political commissar Wang felt quite a headache for Li Wei. He suddenly appeared in the Taihang Mountains alone. The family is separated, and Jiangnan is so far away from here, and the journey is not peaceful, which is not easy to handle.

"Why don't you follow us first, and when we get there, can you go back?" the clerk Chen Jiayao said with her eyes wide open.

This is an idea that kills two birds with one stone. Political Commissar Wang nodded and said, "That's okay too, Li Wei, what do you decide to do, whether to follow us first or send you back first.".

"Now that the war is in turmoil, let's follow you." Li Wei smiled wryly in his heart. [

"Good brother, follow our Eighth Route Army, and we brothers will fight devils together. If I have a mouthful, you will have a mouthful." Wang Bao grabbed Li Wei and patted him on the shoulder. The people in the mountains have a real temper. It is appropriate to reveal.

Commissar Wang stroked his chin and the clerk Chen Jiayao also looked at Li Wei with a smile on his face. It seemed that this white and clean city kid could easily get along with country kids, and he didn't look down on country people at all, and he was a high school student. Picked up a piece of treasure ah.

"Then Li Wei, you can teach me a few words in the future." Duan Cheng has always yearned to study, and now there is a high school student Li Wei who specializes in learning, which can naturally make up for his regret that he did not go to school.

"Young man, you are welcome to join the revolutionary ranks, but you have to be prepared to endure hardships and even risk your life. This is nothing compared to a comfortable life in the city." Commissar Wang reminded that Li Wei's special dress and The place where he appeared did not resemble the appearance and tone of ordinary people in the mountains. After some questioning, he finally confirmed that Li Wei was just a student who avoided the flames of war and was separated from his family. Li Wei's dialogue also confirmed this point. It is impossible to fake the temperament that a person has cultivated for many years.

"Don't worry, Political Commissar Wang, you are human, and I am also human. You can endure hardships and not be afraid of death, why can't I?!" Li Wei said with a pun. Anyway, there is nothing to worry about now, his own era has been completely cut off from him.

"Good job." Wang Policy patted Li Wei on the shoulder, and he could see the determination in the young man's tone.

"Can you shoot a gun?" Clerk Chen Jiayao asked curiously as she looked at the handsome new boy in front of her.

Li Wei only remembers playing with water guns and air guns before, but he has never touched a real gun. "I've seen it in books, but I haven't actually played it." Li Wei told the truth, he only saw it on TV and in magazines Guns, he can tell the structure of various guns, and even how to make and modify them, but he has never touched a real gun, and it can only be regarded as an empty talk at best.

"Come on, let me borrow my gun for you to try, no, I'll teach you." Duan Cheng happily said while pulling Li Wei.

Li Wei nodded, looking forward to it.

"Okay, you teach him how to shoot a gun, and he teaches you how to write. It's a good deal. You should help each other." Political Commissar Wang was also very happy. A learned young man joined the revolutionary camp, which was a great help. Most people in the village are illiterate who can't even write their names. There are only a dozen or so people in the regiment headquarters who can hold a pen. It takes a long time to talk about ideological work, and they can't even understand it with gestures, which seriously affects work. This is all suffering from being uneducated.

"Go, you go to Director Zhang of the Military Supplies Department to get twenty rounds and practice your hands." Political Commissar Wang is in a good mood today because he can repair the radio. Twenty rounds and one precious one that can hear the party's voice Compared with the radio, the latter is obviously the most important.

"Wow, that's great."

"Twenty-year-old boy, you've made a fortune."

Wang Bao and Duan Cheng huddled together excitedly, shouting and shouting. There was a shortage of Japanese devils. Usually, a soldier sent up to ten rounds each in the last battle. After the fight, they had to fight with bayonets. Wang Bao and Duan Cheng could not fight together There are only five hairs, and they are usually reluctant to use them. Now the political commissar Wang gives twenty hairs at a time, which is like a gold ingot falling from the sky.

"Twenty rounds." Li Wei wasn't surprised at all, and to him, twenty rounds was half a clip of a K47, and it took two seconds to clean it up.

"Let's go, get the ball, I'll take you to try a couple of rounds first." Wang Bao and Duan Cheng dragged Li Wei away.

"I'll go too!" Upon hearing the shooting, the little girl Chen Jiayao's eyes also brightened. It's rare to have a chance to shoot with peace of mind, and this chance is really rare.

Watching the four young people go away, Wang Policy rubbed his chin and shook his head, "Hey, these young people, let's learn more skills to protect themselves in this troubled world."

After receiving twenty yellow rounds, Wang Bao and Duan Cheng carefully wrapped them in a small oilcloth bag and put them next to each other. Then they cheered and found a place where no one was around as a shooting range. The soldier looked envious, what a rich man.

Along the way, Wang Bao and Duan Cheng continued to teach Li Wei their experience in shooting guns. Although they had only shot a hundred rounds so far, each shot was combined with all their energy, and no one dared to waste a single shot. Pieces.

Wang Bao even peeked at that little girl, Chen Jiayao, bragging about his experience in shooting guns. [

Li Wei also nodded repeatedly. There were a lot of theoretical information on shooting in books and the Internet before, but Wang Bao's actual combat experience was even more rare.