After the captain of Wutong Brigade sent away the mysterious grain merchant.

Then he raised the lantern in his hand and drew three circles from left to right.

Next, the captain raised the lantern high and stayed for a while.

Then, from right to left, three turns again.

I have to say.

These people who have been tempered from the past war years, whether they speak or do things, sometimes they are really mysterious.

If you don’t pay attention, it’s like comrades at underground traffic stations using codes to connect.

far away.

The members who held the rifle and the shoulder pole in their hands saw the safety signal sent by the captain.

Only then did the big guy feel relieved, put down his guard, and quickly took a step forward, strode forward with great strides.

I don’t know that their 200th day, organized and disciplined young and strong, were on the entire Red Star Commune’s boundary.

What else to worry about?

Even if it was just a wandering field mouse, I saw so many strong men.

Any female mouse would be frightened to the point of being frightened and fled in panic.

When you encounter such a team, even in the old society, those little Laojun's bandits saw them.

I'm afraid I have to curse and turn around and run away!

So fucking scary!

They are all young and good-looking guys, either holding a shoulder pole or a rifle in their hands. Who can afford to offend them?

When the 200th day came, the selected strong members rushed to the grottoes.

The big guy lit up the torches in his hands and shone the huge grotto as bright as daylight.

When the members saw the precious food, they didn't need the leader to speak. Everyone started to help each other, hurriedly put on their shoulder poles, and hurriedly tied up the sacks filled with food.

After a moment,

The old branch secretary looked around with satisfaction and saw the empty cave that had been transported.

He yelled in his mouth: "Go away! Remember, even if you sprain your ankle or kick a stone on the road, you must not say a word to me!"

The group was carrying heavy sacks.

Like a long snake, I lined up to pass the path leading to the main road from the cave.

When they got on the main road, everyone took steps and carried the food silently, and quickly headed towards the Wutong Brigade where they were.

He walked away quickly.

There are too many people and there are many movements, even if everyone grits their teeth and doesn't say a word.

But the sound made by about 400 feet and stepping on the hard road at the same time is really not small.

The more this happens, the more everyone feels panicked, fearing that they will alarm the nearby production team.

During this period, it is not rare for anyone whose wife is beautiful. Anyway, not many people have the energy to farm their own private land.

But if anyone saw so much food, even a little rabbit would probably be jealous.

It was like a marching force, and I walked about three or four miles.

at this time,

In front of everyone, they could already see countless bonfires lit by the members of Zhengxing Brigade ahead in the fields.

That was the captain Peng Zhikun, who followed Luo Xuan's advice.

Countless members have been organized to use bonfires at night to eliminate large numbers of locusts.

"Don't say anything, everyone, we're going to split up soon."

The captain of Wutong Brigade let out a low voice, "Everyone clamps his mouth tightly! This is the territory of the Tuanbiao Brigade, those guys are not easy to mess with."

The captain's voice just finished.

Only a "Ouch" sound was heard!

"Plop—"

Among the team, there was a person among the members carrying food, and his feet slipped.

Suddenly, he fell to the ground with someone and his burden!

"Crazy".

The two sacks filled with food on his shoulders were suddenly cut by sharp stones on the road.

The yellow corn kernels instantly scattered all over the ground.

The member fell down and didn't bother to him. The other members who were carrying food were suddenly tripped by him!

The third member behind the loss responded quickly and took the load and turned to the side!

This did not cause a domino effect.

Previously, for the need for confidentiality.

Among this group, all the torches were forcibly extinguished.

Only the captain was holding a horse lantern to illuminate the crowd.

In the hazy moonlight, the road is like a white train.

The members of nearly 200 were exploring and moving forward quickly with the light in front of them.

Every man was carrying about 200 pounds of food on his shoulders.

While everyone was about to move forward in the dark, they didn't dare to shout a slogan to relieve their fatigue. At the same time, they had to leave steadily and quickly.

Only then can you keep up with everyone's pace.

When marching in the dark, only by the same pace can we avoid tripping the companions behind or hitting the members in front.

It is conceivable how difficult it is to travel like this.

One of the members had an accident in the middle, which was expected.

"Damn it! Who made you say a word?"

The captain cursed and had not finished speaking yet.

I heard a sound of pulling the bolt from the fork in the main road, "Who are there in front? Stop me!"

The branch secretary said in his heart: No!

He quickly carried the wrench gun, crossed the crowd, and rushed to the fork in front of the fork.

He yelled in a low voice: "Minister comrade, don't shoot! We are all passing people."

"Passing people?"

The other party snorted coldly, "It's the third update in the middle of the night. I see that you are so dark, there are probably hundreds of people, right?"

Honestly, what do you guys do?

Which brigade is it from? Why don’t you go back to the production team to help eliminate locusts? But at this point in time, you came out to wander around together?"

When the branch secretary spoke just now, his accent was exactly the same as the other party.

so,

The militia captain of the regiment bid brigade immediately heard that the other party was also locals.

That's why I asked this question.

The branch secretary replied: "We are from the brigade behind. Tonight, we were appointed by the village cadres and asked us to go to the commune and pick some bentonite back."

Which brigade behind the road?

When the militia captain of the regiment brigade heard this, he felt like he was being fooled: Damn it!

Follow the road and keep moving forward?

Then you have to pass by countless brigades?

If you keep walking like this, you will be able to pass by several counties!

The branch secretary just answered this just now, and it was equivalent to not saying it!

The militia captain of the regiment bid brigade, suppressed the anger in his heart,

He said coldly: "If you need to use Guanyin soil to transport it, do you need to put it in sacks? And is your Guanyin soil golden?"

The bookstore was not very good at lying, and when he was asked by the other party, he was speechless.

Finally, the captain stood up and said to the militia captain: "I said, comrade, why are you so long-winded?

We have travel notes, and we are serious and a member of the nearby production team.
To be continued...