The First Order

Zhou Yinglong specifically looked at the wounds of the wounded. All the exceptions were gunshot wounds. One of the unfortunate wounded was hit by the debris after the collision.

Moreover, the wound under the black medicine has begun to scar, as if it is really not too serious.

In order not to be carried away, the wounded people even jumped off the stretcher and said that they were just like no one.

This is not loaded, it is really okay.

Zhang Xiaoman, who was next to him, picked it up early: "Why are you doing something special? Why don't you walk down yourself?"

The casualty laughed happily: "It’s a little less to walk..."

The sharp knives who had lifted them before even slammed their comrades: "Several grandchildren are too wicked!"

"Don't shame!"

At this time, Zhou Yinglong asked: "If you knock down Dingyuan Mountain, you will hurt such a person?"

Zhang Xiaoman said modestly: "It’s all taught by Zhou’s battalion before."

Zhou Yinglong gave a laugh: "Hey, what rainbow bets are shooting here, give me a roll to write a battle report!"

Zhang Xiaoman and others looked darker: "The battalion commander, our sharp knife company is a battle hero. Now the forward base should be delicious and entertaining, not let us write a battle report."

"Oh," Zhou Yinglong squinted Zhang Xiaoman: "Do you want me to pour you some wine?"

Zhang Xiaoman thought for a moment: "It is not impossible."

But I saw Zhou Yinglong squatting on Zhang Xiaoman’s buttocks: “Give me a report!”

It is a common practice to write a report in every battle. On the one hand, it sums up the details that happened in the battle, on the other hand, it sums up the mistakes and lessons of the combat power, so as not to make the same mistakes later.

But Zhang Xiaoman, their group of rough men, the most annoying thing is to write a battle report.

I have won the battle, and I have summed up the mistakes and lessons. If I win, I will finish.

The sharp-hearted rough-hearted people are all nestled in the tent just set up, surrounded by Zhang Xiaoman.

At this time, Zhang Xiaoman took the book and pencil and looked at Ren Xiaosu: "Ren Xiaosu you..."

"I am a refugee, I can't read," Ren Xiaosu said.

"Oh," Zhang Xiaoman squatted, but he immediately figured out that he was wrong. The successor chosen by Commander Zhang could not be literate.

Do you want to write a report and say it straight, saying that this kind of conscience will not hurt?

Zhang Xiaoman bit the end of the pencil and tried to recall the details of the battle: "I don't feel so hard, the enemy loses."

After thinking for a long time, Zhang Xiaoman did not know how to write this report, mainly because the main credit in this battle was concentrated in Ren Xiaosu alone. This is indeed the case.

"Ren Xiaosu, this report still has to be written by you. If you really can't read, you can say that I write," Zhang Xiaoman said. "The key is that we don't know how you can make the Dingyuan Mountain armpits like that." Moreover, this is one of the great merits of the day, this report is handed in, you immediately promoted!"

Ren Xiaosu said next to him: "You will write that everyone is heroic and the battle is good. The battle is a company. The credit cannot make me alone."

"This is not good," Zhang Xiaoman said: "Then we are embarrassed, we can't do this kind of thing."

“I’m not embarrassed,” Ren Xiaosu said. “Forget it, let me write.”

At this time, Xiao Su grabbed Zhang Xiaoman's book and pencil, and began to compile the battle process. He wrote his comrades in a heroic and ingenious way.

Also wrote how they broke through the position, **** the enemy in an orderly manner, Zhang Xiaoman was watching the side of the show: "I am so powerful?"

After writing, Ren Xiaosu handed the report to Zhang Xiaoman and took it to the battalion commander. The credit is everyone's.

For Ren Xiaosu, he does not have much sense of belonging to the 178 Fortress now. He just wants to use the power of the 178 Fortress to find Zong’s revenge, so what is credit is not important to him.

After revenge, he will go to the Central Plains to find Xiao Yujie, Yan Liuyuan and others, and did not intend to be an official at the 178 Fortress.

Therefore, credit is good for others.

At this time, the sharp knife has been approved by all of the small millet, no one is repelling.

Before the small millet, they had a fight with the second, and they were thrown into the clouds by a group of men.

It’s just that Zhou Yinglong wants this battle report. He wants to see where Ren Xiaosu is in the end. He knows that Dingyuanshan can be almost “innocent”. Most of the credits are definitely in Xiaosu, and I want to see the commander’s choice. What kind of person is it.

As a result, in this entire report, almost no mention of Xiao Su’s own name!

Zhou Yinglong is not willing to look at Zhang Xiaoman: "You still dare to greedy the subordinates, believe it or not, I believe you?"

Zhang Xiaoman said in a grievance: "This report was written by Ren Xiaosu."

Zhou Yinglong was immersed in meditation. Isn’t a young man greedy at all? What kind of successor did Secretary Zhang choose?

After a group of old comrades will definitely ask him, Ren Xiaosu is a soldier in his hands. How is this person? As a result, Zhou Yinglong is not the battalion commander but can’t answer it. What is going on?

Zhou Yinglong suddenly asked Zhang Xiaoman: "You tell me how to play Xiaosu in this battle."

Zhang Xiaoman honestly said: "Reporting the battalion commander, I have not seen..."

"roll!"

......

The days at the base were not as comfortable as I expected. At 6:20 in the morning, Ren Xiaosu heard the wake-up number outside the tent blew.

Then everyone gathered in the battle sequence and started running. Soon, the slogan sounded outside the entire forward base.

Round-trip five-kilometer cross-country, this is a must-do homework before the battlefield, only the sharp knife can be an exception, because the sharp knife has just played the shackles, in the forward base can enjoy the privileges without training, recuperate.

However, after the wake-up number rang, Jiao Xiaochen couldn't sleep on the camp bed: "When the sound of this sound is loud, I always feel that I don't want to do anything, just like a little bit of a mole, and can't I sleep like me?"

In the military tent, everyone responded sparingly: "Would you like to run?"

"You can't sleep?"

"You can fall asleep before you go to hell..."

"Go, run off the trail!"

Said, Ren Xiaosu saw everyone in the group get up and wear clothes. He also got up and went out of the tent and found that the second, third and fourth teams came out. Even the medical staff Han Minglei and the cook Li Xingcheng did not. exception.

Zhang Xiaoman laughed happily and said: "Everyone is very good. Although we have won the sword, we can't be proud, but training must be adhered to!"

Jiao Xiaochen whispered: "The most proud estimate is that you are the longest company..."

"If you don't talk, you will die," Zhang Xiaoman said with a wink.

At this time, Zhou Yinglong’s serviceman ran all over the road: “Zhang Xiaoman’s company commander, Zhou Yingchang let you go to the command post!”