At night, the night is as bright as blood, and the endless smoke ripples with the evening breeze.

Whether it was Dangshan or Xiayi, the Japanese army stopped attacking.

In Beizhen Township, in the command post of the main position, Ouyang looked at the map with a serious face, constantly analyzing the next battle situation in his mind.

At this time, political commissar Zhao Gang walked in, lowered his head, sighed, and handed a piece of paper to Ouyang, saying, "The casualty report is out, you can take a look."

After pausing, he sighed and said, "In just one day, the casualties of our troops have passed 1 ooo people. The independent regiment of the Yang regiment of Dangshan has also sacrificed nearly 6 o'clock soldiers. Now the number of wounded people is increasing."

At this moment, Ouyang hurriedly asked: "Are we enough medicines?"

Political Commissar Zhao Gang shook his head and said in a deep voice: "It's enough for the time being, but there's not much left. If it weren't for a batch of medicines provided by Mr. Xie from Beihongmen, we would have gone long ago."

"Well, we have to remember this kindness!"

Ouyang nodded, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and said, "You can work harder later and check the list of the sacrificed soldiers."

"Although we are not able to do anything to these heroes and have no extra money as pensions, we cannot let these people die silently. We must let every soldier in the White Tiger Detachment remember their names, remember every minute of their contributions they have made for this country and this nation, and every drop of blood shed."

"Okay, I'll do it right now!" Political Commissar Zhao Gang nodded solemnly, turned around and checked the list of dead again.

The cigarette burned and clouds of smoke rose. Ouyang felt that only by using cigarettes could he become more numb and his heart would be as solid as a rock.

It has become a habit to fight a war and repay a mourning.

A habit that constantly stimulates people's hearts, vivid faces constantly appearing in front of Ouyang's eyes. Every time Ouyang wants to call their names, but every time he wakes up like melancholy from the hallucination.

At this time, the guard Ma Jiujin walked in, carrying a bowl of porridge and steamed buns, and said softly: "Captain, you can eat some at least. You haven't eaten for a day."

Ouyang waved his hand and said, "Let me go now, I'm not hungry yet."

At that moment, Ma Jiujin refused to give in and pushed the food in front of Ouyang.

He held his mouth and said, "You should take a bite at least. The Chief of Staff gave me a death order. I must supervise you and let you finish the meal."

Upon hearing this, Ouyang pretended to be angry and wanted to give Ma Jiujin a moment, saying, "Ha, okay, you kid, you have only been in the army for a few days. You have learned to scare me with the Chief of Staff. Are you the captain of the detachment or my captain? Don't worry, let's leave the food here, and when I finish my work, I will definitely go and eat it."

"That's not possible. The Chief of Staff said that you must watch you finish the meal with your own eyes. If you don't eat it, then I will stay here." Ma Jiujin said silly, shaking his head like a rattle.

Facing Ma Jiujin, who was stubborn in everything, Ouyang had no choice but to kill him like this. He really wanted to start fighting, Ma Jiujin took care of himself, just like playing.

At that moment, Ouyang said straight: "Okay, okay, I'll eat now."

After saying that, Ouyang took a small sip of porridge and took a bite of steamed bun, but at this moment, Ouyang heard Ma Jiujin's stomach and a "gurgling" sound came.

Immediately, he looked up at Ma Jiujin standing upright. Ouyang said angrily: "Why are you still following him? Come and sit down and eat together."

But Ma Jiujin seemed to have not heard it, still standing straight.

Seeing this, Ouyang really wanted to kick him, but he couldn't do this, so he had to order Ma Jiujin to sit down, and stuffed a steamed bun for him, and nodded: "Eat it, don't be stunned, I've known for a long time that you have a lot of appetite."

Ma Jiujin held the steamed bun and swallowed hard, his eyes were very honest. He was really hungry, but he still said stubbornly: "I can't eat it. When I was in the rehears, my father often taught us brothers and sisters not to eat other people's things, and not to take things that shouldn't be taken. This is the steamed bun prepared by the kitchen team. Even if I starve to death, I can't let you starve."

"Hahaha!"

At that moment, Ouyang laughed loudly, pointed at Ma Jiujin, and said with a smile: "You, you, let me say what you are good about. Your father is right. You can't eat other people's things and can't take things you shouldn't have, but am I someone else?"

"You are my guard. Our relationship is a comrade-in-arms, a robes, and a brother. How can we say it is someone else, come and eat!"

But who knew that Ma Jiujin still shook his head violently and said repeatedly: "If I eat your food, my father's bad temper wouldn't have to slap me hard!"

Suddenly, Ouyang was speechless, so he had to look up and said seriously: "Ma Jiujin, now I order you to eat the steamed buns in your hand. Oh, don't shake my head anymore, it's dazzling to me. Remember, this is an order!"

In this way, Ma Jiujin ate the steamed buns just now. After eating, he said silly: "One doesn't seem to be enough."

“Huh?”

At that moment, Ouyang laughed again.

Ma Jiujin is as famous as his name, honest and kind in nature, but in fact he is also very lively. Ouyang has known this for a long time through the TV series "Dog Beat Stick".

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After dinner, it was almost eleven o'clock in the evening. Ouyang did not rest, but took Ma Jiujin to visit the wounded.

Soon, I came to the battlefield sanitation center behind the position, and simple sheds and tents were built here. At this time, the lights were still on in many tents, making a faint yellow dizzy.

At this time, the guards guarding the place recognized Ouyang at a glance. They were about to salute and shout, but were stopped by Ouyang and said, "Don't make noise, the soldiers and the wounded are resting."

Ouyang and Ma Jiujin went to each tent one by one to visit the injured. At this moment, most of the injured were still resting.

Ouyang walked in gently, slipped the quilt from their bodies, and gently covered them with it.

Through the faint moonlight, Ouyang felt that he could still clearly see the face of every warrior. The wounded lying here, like the sacrificed warriors, were all heroes!

The wounded in the sleeping world would occasionally tremble violently due to the pain and sweating on their foreheads;

There were also one or two wounded men, even though they were sleeping, and they still murmured: "Dog~Damn, I'll kill you!"

"Erwazi, brother has avenged you, you can rest in peace!"

"Mom, I killed two Japanese devils today. Can you see them in the sky?"

Listening to these words from the deepest part of my heart, Ouyang's heart was throbbing and trembling. At this moment, there was a voice in his heart shouting: "If possible, I hope it is me who lies here, not you!"

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