The War of Resistance

People's hearts are all weighing on one scale. In fact, even the people in the Shang Zhen camp of the Northeast Army knew that the Eighth Route Army was really good to the people. Otherwise, why would they call them People's Soldiers?

If we put it in plain language, it would be that the mother is a commoner and the son is a soldier. Isn’t there any mother in the world who doesn’t share the same heart with her son and even says that her son died for her mother or that her mother died for her son? Isn’t this normal? ?

But the problem is that the vast majority of the Chinese army cannot do this kind of thing that is really good for the people. Not only can it not be done, but most of the Chinese army still harms the people. I won’t go into details.

As for Shang Zhen and his team, they are good to the people, but they also take it for granted that the people must be good to them, otherwise they will be very unbalanced!

The common people ate bran-thick vegetables, and the Eighth Route Army also ate bran-thick vegetables.

But if it were Shang Zhen's camp, the common people were allowed to eat bran-pharyngeal vegetables but they were also made to eat grain-pharyngeal vegetables. What would they do?

They always think that we are just risking our lives to fight with the little devils. If we can’t eat big fish, big meat, rice and white noodles, then we have to eat better than you people, right?

However, the arrival of Leng Xiaozhi, relying on her status as the battalion commander's wife, directly taught the people of Shang Zhenying a good lesson.

Leng Xiaozhi didn't give them a big reason this time. That is to say, you need information to fight the Japanese. You treat the people badly. You don't regard the people as your food, clothing and parents. You still expect the people to help you at critical moments, even Will I die for you?

Leng Xiaozhi's requirements for Shang Zhen's camp were too strict, and the subsequent soldiers were just that. They had no say in the camp, but it made the veterans suffer.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye. On the night of the fourth day, Bai Zhan muttered: "Has our political commissar left? Why didn't we come back with the battalion commander tonight?"

Wu Ziqi, who lived in the same house as Bai Zhan, asked, "What?"

"Oh, she should leave quickly. She can't be provoked, and she's even talking like a bird." Bai Zhan said.

When he said this, other soldiers agreed, and one soldier said: "In the afternoon, I saw the battalion commander taking his wife and Bian Xiaolong down the mountain, all wearing plain clothes.

I don't know where I am, but it seems that if I don't come back now, I won't be able to come back tonight.

"Are you sure?" Bai Zhan asked.

"There's nothing uncertain about that. I saw it with my own eyes." The soldier replied.

"Then let's get some food. I know there is a family that has chickens and ducks!" Wu Ziqi said.

"Aren't you talking about the house with a tree at the door at the bottom of the mountain? That house has dogs!" another soldier said.

"That's not easy to deal with. We even got him a dog! But we must not let the battalion commander and political commissar know about this, nor let the officials know about it. We must keep it secret!" Bai Zhan smiled.

When he said this, all soldiers should naturally do so.

Bai Zhan is the monitor of their class.

When it comes to Bai Zhan, of course it's not just Bai Zhan. Even the soldiers under Shang Zhen wouldn't be able to rob, but there are always petty thefts.

There's nothing I can do about it. I'm a thief and have poor foundation. Every now and then my hands get itchy if I don't steal something!

Bai Zhan led the people away. Of course they were afraid that Leng Xiaozhi would find out about this. As for Shang Zhen, sometimes they had a thief who didn't want to catch them. As long as the people didn't find a way to come, Shang Zhen would just turn a blind eye. One eye is closed.

At this time, Shang Zhen and Leng Xiaozhi were in a thatched house, with a kerosene lamp burning dimly in the room.

Of course, Leng Xiaozhi couldn't always stay in Shang Zhen's camp. After the guerrillas sent a letter, it was time for her to go back. Now Leng Xiaozhi stood by the kang and looked at Shang Zhen who was sitting on the edge of the kang and smiled.

"You've been laughing and not talking from the beginning until now. What are you laughing at?" Shang Zhen asked guiltily.

"Am I smiling?" Leng Xiaozhi asked, but the curve of the corners of her mouth after she shut up proved that she was still smiling.

"You're just smiling." Shang Zhen reached out to hold Leng Xiaozhi's hand.

Leng Xiaozhi avoided his hand and said with a smile: "Didn't you rob this house? Where did you drive them away?"

"When did I rob him?" Shang Zhen shouted, "I discussed with this family to return the money to them, and you didn't watch?"

Leng Xiaozhi fell silent, but still looked half-smiling, which made Shang Zhen crazy.

Leng Xiaozhi was leaving, and Shang Zhen was naturally reluctant to leave. With the conditions of their camp, where could they find a place to be intimate with his wife?

So he thought of a trick and took Leng Xiaozhi down the mountain to find a common man. To put it simply, he spent money to rent here for a night. As for what he wanted to do, did he need to say?

Leng Xiaozhi neither agreed nor objected, and just kept following with a half-smile, until now the two of them finally had their own little world for the time being.

"Why don't you come up?" Shang Zhen asked.

"Go up there?" Leng Xiaozhi asked mischievously.

"You mean Gaha?" Shang Zhen was angry.

"We have regulations that require approval from above to get married." Leng Xiaozhi smiled again.

"What do you want to throw away requires approval from above? You are my wife, and we will be fine before you do that! You are my wife!" Shang Zhen quit.

It was impossible for Shang Zhen not to scream, "If a man marries a woman, why does this need to be approved by the superiors? This is too lenient!"