Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

A box full of gold, he had never seen it before or after crossing.

With trembling hands, he opened another suitcase.

"Wow!"

Another exclamation.

Still gold.

Some soldiers have already started rubbing their eyes and pinching their legs, suspecting that they are dreaming.

The originally noisy scene suddenly became quiet, so quiet that it seemed that they had stopped breathing, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the things in the suitcase without moving.

The heartbeat quickens, the blood flow quickens, the mouth feels a little dry, and there seems to be something agitating in the body.

This is what everyone feels.

"Instructor Qiao, quickly cover the box, my eyes are about to go blind."

Wang Dachui suddenly covered his eyes and shouted.

The reason why simple people are simple is that they don't have so many messy thoughts in their hearts.

One sentence, like a bolt from the blue, hit everyone's heart.

Everyone recovered from the shock and turned their gazes to other places. Some soldiers lowered their heads in shame, probably thinking of something they shouldn't have just thought.

Qiao Lin covered the suitcase, took a few deep breaths, calmed down, and then looked at the soldiers.

Chapter 850 Use words to communicate

"Come forward and get together, I have something to say."

Qiao Lin clenched his fist hard and spoke.

The soldiers crowded together and formed a semicircle in front of Qiao Lin.

"The people present are all brothers from our cavalry company, and they are all our own people, so I won't hide them. You have seen the contents of these two boxes. I want to hear your opinions on how to deal with them."

As Qiao Lin spoke, he couldn't help but look down at the two suitcases on the ground.

The eyes of the soldiers followed him.

No one uttered a word. Obviously, no one knew how to deal with this kind of thing. After all, everyone present counted as one. This was the first time they encountered such a thing, and it was the first time they saw so many The gold bars, or the first time I saw gold bars.

What Qiao Lin said was nothing more than two options, either keep the points for himself, or hand them in as spoils, anyway, it is impossible to bury them back in the cave.

These two suitcases contained quite a lot of gold bars. The cavalry company and Qiao Lin included a total of 160 gold bars. If they were divided equally, each person could get four or five gold bars, which was not a small amount.

Even if you take off your military uniform now and find a place to change your face and start your life again, you can live your life comfortably.

"Company Commander Sun, take the lead."

Seeing that no one spoke, Qiao Lin named Sun Desheng.

"I...I...I..."

Sun Desheng held me for a long time, but didn't say a second word.

"This should be considered seized, it should be handed over..."

In the crowd, Wang Dachui suddenly whispered.

Sure enough, simple people think more directly.

Qiao Lin ignored his words, but said again: "Since everyone does not express their opinions, let's have a democratic vote. If these gold bars are divided equally, each of you can live a good life in the future. If you hand them in, These gold bars can buy more supplies and equipment for the Eighth Route Army, and they can better fight the little devils and drive the invaders out of our country. The matter is as simple as that. Everyone thinks about it for a minute, and then votes with a show of hands."

After Qiao Lin finished speaking, he rolled up his sleeves, stared at his watch and started counting the time.

1 minute is short, especially when faced with a decision.

"The time is up, let me say something first, you are all adults, you are all men, don't regret it after you have made your choice, start voting now, agree to divide these gold bars in private, raise your hand."

Qiao Lin put down his sleeves, looked at the soldiers and asked.

Soldiers, look at me and I look at you. The only thing that moves is the neck, and no one raises their hands.

Qiao Lin nodded approvingly, and asked again: "Then those who agree to submit it, raise your hand."

Wang Dachui was the first to raise his hand, followed by Sun Desheng, Hu Zhiwan, and Chen Youjin. ． ．

The soldiers raised their hands one by one, and no one fell down.

"Very well, you are not only men, but also excellent soldiers, and I am proud of you."

Qiao Lin stood up to the soldiers and gave a solemn military salute.

Why didn't he know the discipline that property needs to be handed over, but money is the easiest thing to change people's minds.

The gold bars in these two leather suitcases were seen by everyone in the cavalry, and he didn't want anyone to be moved by this and still worry about it in the future.

So an opportunity was created for the fighters to make their own choices.

If anyone wants it, he will give it to him. There is only one condition: leave the army after taking the gold bars.

Since he can be tempted by gold bars now, there is no guarantee that he will not be tempted by the enemy in the future. He does not want a traitor like Lin Heyi to appear in the cavalry company.

Fortunately, the soldiers all resisted the temptation, and no one chose to betray their beliefs for money.

Maybe some of them have been tempted, but Qiao Lin can understand, after all, how many people can truly be calm in the face of so many gold bars at their fingertips?

"Then this matter is settled like this, and there is one more thing, how do these little devils deal with it?"

Qiao Lin pointed to the four little devils and asked.

"Just kill it!"

A soldier shouted.

As expected of the soldiers trained by Qiao Lin, they are a little informal about killing prisoners.

"I think it's better to keep it, in case I can ask something?"

Hu Zhiwan made a suggestion.

This is a good idea.

"Curachi!"

Qiao Lin drew out his saber and put it directly on the neck of a little devil: "Speak!"

The little devil was so frightened that he trembled all over and almost passed his urine.

"Wow wow wow..."

The little devil said eagerly.

Although I don't understand, but there is a high probability that I should spare my life or something like that.

"Damn it, who can understand this bird language?"

Jolin rolled his eyes angrily.

"Instructor Qiao, I saw a telegram from the little devils before. We couldn't understand what they said, but their writing was very similar to ours. If we didn't let them write it down, we might be able to understand it."

Hu Zhiwan made another suggestion.

Jolin suddenly felt enlightened.

I have seen some newspaper articles from the Japanese country before. There are many Chinese characters in the Japanese language. Although the pronunciation is different, the meaning is the same. After all, their main culture is still passed down from China.

Immediately, he picked up a thumb-thick branch from the ground and stuffed it into the little devil's hand.

But before he expressed his intention to let the other party write on the ground with a wooden stick, the little devil bit the branch in his mouth, making the appearance of a dog holding a bone.

"Damn it, it's time to understand human nature."

Qiao Lin was so angry that he kicked over and snatched back the branch, while reminding himself that this was not a bone grab.

Regardless of whether there was saliva on the branch, Qiao Lin shook it twice, then wrote the word "writing", put the stick back into the little devil's hand, and pointed to the two words on the ground.

"Instructor Qiao really knows how to write, it looks so beautiful on the ground."

Wang Dachui said sincerely.

"I'll take you as a sycophant."

Qiao Lin smiled and looked at the little devil again.

He felt that what he expressed was obvious enough, as long as the other party was not a fool, he should be able to understand what he meant.

And the person who knows how to bury the gold bars will definitely not be a fool.

The little devil looked at the writing on the ground, then at Qiao Lin, and then at the writing. With a helpless expression on his face, he knelt down and drew a circle on the ground.

"What does this mean?"

Jolin was dumbfounded.

What does a circle mean?

forgive me?

Biscuits?

fuck off?

"He may not be able to read."

Hu Zhiwan stared at the circle for a while, then analyzed.

It turned out to be illiterate.

Qiao Lin snatched back the branch, kicked the little devil to lie down, and then stuffed the branch to No.2 little devil.

This little devil has a sense of innovation. He first drew a rectangle, then drew a circle in the middle, and finally put a cross on it.

This kind of thinking is very abstract. Qiao Lin remembered the picture-guessing game he played when he was a child.

"The combination of the box and the circle looks like the army flag of the little devil. He crossed it again. Did he want to show that they surrendered?"

Hu Zhiwan touched his chin and analyzed.

"Director Hu, you have great potential as an interpreter."

Qiao Lin praised sincerely, this understanding ability is too strong.