"Come here quickly." The other party waved to Wei Ran and whispered in Mandarin with an indiscernible accent, "Follow me, I have a mission."

"What mission?"

Wei Ran followed the other party and continued to move along the traffic trench while ducking and asking in a low voice. By the way, he also glanced at the other party's wrist.

However, the other party's wrist was wrapped with a green towel, so it was impossible to tell whether he was wearing the Dongfeng brand watch.

"how could I know"

The short soldier, who seemed to be the squad leader, explained in a low voice as he walked away, "The platoon leader asked me to bring an assistant to see him, and he didn't say anything else."

Hearing this, Wei Ran stopped asking any more questions and followed the opponent out of the position. After turning left and right, he got into the bed of a truck that seemed to be waiting for them.

"Are there any cigarettes?" Squad Leader Dao asked impatiently before the car started.

"have"

Wei Ran took out a pack of Hongtashan from his backpack and handed it to the other person, then took out a lighter, waited for the other person to open the cigarette case, and then lit a cigarette for the other person.

"You can keep it, I still have it."

Wei Ran refused the cigarettes handed back by the other party, then took out the previous half pack and lit one for himself.

"When you get to the command post, hurry up and get a haircut, take a shower, and put on new clothes." Squad Leader Dao said in a puff of smoke, "Have you prepared your suicide note?"

Wei Ran was stunned when he heard this, and then replied, "It has been prepared for a long time."

"That's enough." Squad Leader Dao waved his hand to disperse the smoke in front of him, but said nothing more.

Less than half an hour later, the truck stopped. The squad leader Dao also asked Wei Ran to get out of the car. He pointed to a red brick house and said, "You can get a haircut there, and you can take a shower next door. Go quickly. I'll do it later."

past."

"Okay" Wei Ran responded immediately, carrying his backpack and striding into the bathroom.

The bathhouse is not big, and there are only 10 shower heads fixed on the wall. At this time, several young men were taking a bath in the inner room and talking to each other in a dialect that Wei Ran could hardly understand.

What are you wearing?

Taking off his rudimentary clothes, Wei Ran got into the shower room, randomly selected a position and turned on the switch. Suddenly, warm water poured down from his head.

He picked up what seemed to be a communal soap from the small basket on the wall and rubbed it all over his body. When Wei Ran was about to wash away the foam all over his body and go out, he noticed two people walking in carrying a washbasin.

"I heard that this time the regiment leader found us an old scout who has fought in self-defense and counterattack to lead the way?"

One of the two people walked in and asked in an authentic Beijing accent. When he finished speaking, he happened to be standing under the shower head next to Wei Ran.

“Not very attractive”

Another person stood under the shower of the "Beijing Movie" across from Wei Ran, and said in Mandarin with a slight nasal sound and Guanzhong accent, "niania! That knife squad leader is amazing. I heard the platoon leader said, he.

..”

"Xiao Xifeng, Xiao Xifeng, you are already a communications soldier, can't you speak Mandarin?"

The Beijing movie guy next to Wei Ran interrupted him, "niania, niania, I don't even know how to write these two words."

"You"

The soldier known as "Xiao Xifeng" put down the enamel basin in his hand, and finally said in Mandarin with a less accented voice, "This knife squad leader is extraordinary."

"Why is this unusual?" Najing Pianzi asked as if he was praising her.

Obviously, Xiao Xifeng, who has a simple personality, did not "get" the other party's little joke. While soaping his body, he said, "Well... I heard from the platoon leader that he used to be a militiaman in front of the branch, and he was from Laoshan.

When he came to the front, his family was killed by those yellow dogs (the military monkeys were called yellow dogs at that time, and the civilian monkeys were black dogs).

He can speak Vietnamese and is familiar with the terrain there. In 1979, he worked as a guide and translator with the reconnaissance company of the 40th Division. Well... I heard that it would be more difficult to move supplies if we went together.

Later, the knife squad leader seemed to have made a great contribution. I heard that even the division commander had met him and made an exception to keep him and assigned him to the reconnaissance company. Now he is the squad leader of the sharp knife squad. With him here this time, he will definitely win nine out of ten

stable."

"Hey! You've already met the teacher, so you're just a squad leader, right?" Na Jingqianzi said disappointedly.

"Hey! Don't dare to talk nonsense!"

Xiao Xifeng wiped the Momo around her eyes, lowered her voice and explained, "Well, I heard that Squad Leader Dao is illiterate, and when he fought with the 40th Division, he also killed many yellow dogs and

The black dog avenged his family. If not for this, he might have been in the newspapers and become a company commander!"

"Even the black dog was killed?"

Na Jingxian was surprised, so he lowered his voice and showed most of his snow-white buttocks to Wei Ran, who was eavesdropping.

"Niania! I heard that he killed more than a dozen black dogs, big and small! He even burned down the house!"

Xiao Xifeng whispered, "But it's all thanks to him, otherwise I don't know how many people would have died at that time. I heard that the leader directly gave him his watch."

"There's something about this guy"

Na Jingqianzi seemed to be interested. He picked up a bottle of shampoo from his basin, which was definitely considered a luxury product nowadays, squeezed out a large amount and applied it on Xiao Xifeng's head, and then squeezed out another amount and applied it to Xiao Xifeng's head.

on his own head.

"Hey? Do you need it? I see your hair is longer than mine, is it from the front line?" Na Jingpianzi said, and already handed the bottle of shampoo to Wei Ran.

"Thanks"

Wei Ran, who was eavesdropping, waved his hand after he finished speaking, "I'll cut my hair later, so I won't need it."

"Is your accent from the north?" The Beijing film maker immediately became interested, "I'm Lu Yao, what do you call me, comrade? Where are you from?"
Chapter completed!