Check in from the bright sword

"Master Tuan Zuo, your name is wrong." Meng Fanle corrected, "Now it's Deputy Tuan Zuo Lin, or Director Lin, what do you mean by being a supervisor? Zuo is specially in charge of you, Mr. Tuan Zuo."

"Really?" Long Wenwen said, "Soldier Meng, you have been upgraded."

"Upgrade?" Meng Fan was stunned, "What level have I been promoted, and what have I become?"

"I've been promoted to a first-class soldier." Long Wenwen said, "From now on, you are my messenger and my personal follower. You must be within three meters of me at all times."

"Hey, you two really don't know, or are you pretending not to know?" Meng asked annoyed.

"Know what?" Long Wenwen said, "What do you want to say?"

Meng annoyed: "You two really think this is a good thing?"

Wang Yan said, "It's better than having Yu Xiaoqing arrested and shot?"

Meng annoyed and said, "I think, it's really better to let Yu Xiaoqing shoot him dead."

"Warning, don't disturb the morale of the army." Long Wenwen pointed to Meng Fan and said, "If you dare to disturb the morale of the army, it will be regarded as an accomplice with the Japanese invaders, and you will be killed."

"Let him talk." Wang Yan said, "I'll see what he can tell."

Meng annoyed and said: "Yes, in order to remove the code word in front of Master Yu and restore Master Yu's designation, Yu Xiaoqing can only pinch her nose to admit the existence of you two."

"But one day, his code name will be removed."

"Master Yu will never be called Master Yu forever, and one day the number will be restored."

"I would like to ask, at that time, do you two think that Yu Xiaoqing will let you go?"

Snake Butt suddenly took over the conversation and said, "Yu Xiaoqing will definitely wear shoes for you two."

"Small shoes are also shoes." Long Wenwen said, "It's better than bare feet and no shoes."

"Master Tuan Zuo, if you want to say that, the young master will have nothing to say." Meng said annoyedly, "I only hope that when the day comes, when Yu Xiaoqing uses our Sichuan Army as cannon fodder, you will still remember this."

Long Wenwen waved his hand and said, "As long as he, Yu Xiaoqing, gives me a regiment of soldiers."

"A regiment of soldiers?" Meng asked annoyed, "Hey, do you really think he will give you a regiment of soldiers?"

Long Wenwen said: "Is that all you can say? Your eyes can only see this?"

"Cheng Chengcheng, just pretend that I didn't say anything." Meng Fan said, "I'm free."

……

The next day, the materials of the Sichuan Army were handed over by the river.

Before the handover, Long Wenwen specially led the cannon fodder to climb up the slope of the sacrificial flag.

The purpose of Long Wenwen is very simple, it is to let the cannon fodder remember that on the Nantian Gate on the other side of the Nu River, there are more than 1000 of their robes lying.

So they can't slack off.

But Yu Xiaoqing was very unhappy about this.

No officer would be happy to be sidelined by his subordinates.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, Yu Xiaoqing will always pull his donkey face, showing no joy or anger at all.

So when Long Wenwen came down with the cannon fodder, Yu Xiaoqing even lost interest in speaking, and only Tang Ji delivered a lot of unnutritious speeches.

In the end, Mr. Chen sent by the Ministry of Military and Political Affairs handed over the death flag of the Sichuan Army to Yao Ma.

Because among the more than 100 cannon fodder, only Yaoma is a veteran of the Yuanchuan Army.

Then there was the handover of weapons, equipment, supplies, and young men. After the handover ceremony was completed, Yu Xiaoqing immediately left without looking back. He didn't even want to stay here for a moment.

Meng Fanlai walked up and lifted the canvas covering the weapons and supplies.

Seeing the weapons, equipment and supplies exposed under the canvas, the hearts of the cannon fodder were immediately half-cooled.

Because the so-called supplies are just some rags, and the weapons and equipment are even more exaggerated. Among them is a Maxim heavy machine gun, even the barrel of which has been corroded.

But Long Wenwen went straight to the queued young men.

There are probably more than 300 strong men, but they are all cats and dogs.

Not to mention short in stature, he is still thin, and he can fall down when the wind blows.

Chapter 47

Long Wenwen walked in front of the queue one by one, and finally stopped in front of a thin and short man.

The thin, strong man was obviously afraid of strangers, and when he saw Long Wenwen stopped in front of him, he quickly lowered his head, not even daring to raise his head to look at Long Wenwen.

"It's a crime." Veterinarian Hao sighed, "I don't know what the officials and lords in the military service department are thinking? Such a small and thin child is also captured, and such a child is sent to the battlefield. Isn't this sending them to death? "

"What do you think?" Meng Fanlei said, "Hey, do you think those officials in the military service department care about their lives? You really think too much, those officials only care about numbers, from their hands How many strong men are sent to the front line in total, because it is related to the hats on their heads and their income."

Veterinarian Hao said: "That's why I said it was a crime."

Long Wenwen lowered his head and asked the skinny young man, "Where is your family from?"

The thin and strong man replied in a very soft voice: "Jiangxi Chujiang."

Long Wenwen didn't hear clearly, and asked again: "Where is your home?"

"Jiangxi Chujiang." The thin and strong man's voice became softer, and his head lowered even lower.

Long Wenwen didn't ask any more questions, just patted the thin and strong man's head lightly, and said: "It's just a little thinner, it would be great if I could grow taller."

As soon as the words fell, the thin and strong man fell straight to the ground.

Long Wenwen froze for a moment, he didn't use much force just now.

Quickly squatting down to check the strong man's breath, he found that he was out of breath.

When Long Wenwen turned his head and shouted: "Veterinarian!"

Veterinarian Hao rushed forward.

After inspecting for a while, Veterinarian Hao shook his head and said, "No, this baby is gone, he was starved to death."

Hearing what Veterinarian Hao said, the eyes of the more than 100 cannon fodder in the Sichuan Army showed pity. They thought their situation was bad enough.

Unexpectedly, these strong men were even worse than them.

At this time, a strong man boldly asked: "Boss, when is the meal?"