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Chapter 15, the second son of the dragon, Jairui(1/2)

"Use the barbed wire fence as a reference, form groups of three, and move forward in a straight line between groups." Xian Yaoguo ordered when the team reached the barbed wire fence.

The pace is non-stop, the team changes from vertical to horizontal, forming groups of three, with a certain distance between groups.

Watching the two veterans beside him take out bullets from the magazine bag and load them, Nan Yi pulled the bolt of the gun and looked inside to see that it was empty. Xian Yaoguo hadn't fired any bullets for him just now.

"Haha, Nan Yi, don't look at it. You are a new recruit. How can I give you bullets?"

Among the two veterans, one is Xian Weimin.

"When will it be released?"

"Just wait. If your performance reaches the target next time, I will send you bullets in the future. That's not possible now. Three or five years ago, we could still shoot mortars every now and then."

Xian Weimin was very arrogant when he spoke.

"Are you going to fight again in the future?"

"Xuan, our company has been without supplies for a long time, and we have to prepare artillery shells just in case."

"It's okay if there are no supplies. This shows that the situation has become peaceful."

"It's just not satisfying. I have never been on the battlefield to fight the enemy with real swords and guns. Charge the enemy in the face of artillery fire, and it will be a vigorous death."

"For victory, shoot at me!"

The 1970s was a simple era. Even the gangsters in the brigade had the determination to be martyrs.

When passing through grass dominated by a few trees, Nan Yi suddenly raised his hand to signal the team to stop advancing.

Stopped and listened carefully.

That's right, it's the noise made by people.

Nan Yi pointed, regardless of the fact that he was a new recruit, and pointed at another person, gesturing for him to go around from the left; and then asked Xian Weimin to go around from the right, and he rushed in directly.

They both nodded, pulled the bolt of the gun, and tiptoed around.

Nan Yi released the bayonet, gently brought it to the front, fastened it, and tiptoed forward.

When the three of them arrived at a suitable position, they made eye contact, and suddenly they shouted together: "Come out, come out quickly, or we'll shoot if you don't come out."

There was no response from the grass!

"One warning, and we will shoot after the third warning...two warnings...three..."

"I... let's come out, don't shoot."

Following the sound, two young people in the grass stood up with their hands raised.

"What are they called? What are you doing here?"

"Report, we are chasing hares here." One of the people rolled his eyes and said.

Another person echoed: "Yeah, yeah, chase the hare."

"You are treating us like fools. Chasing hares, I let you chase hares."

Nan Yi raised his foot and poked the oily young man's calf. The young man lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Qi Bu stepped forward and pointed his bayonet at the opponent's neck, "Don't move around. If you move around, I'll stab him."

The slick young man's face turned pale, "Don't move, absolutely don't move."

"Stand up slowly."

When the slick young man stood up, Nan Yi said again: "Take off your clothes and take off your outer shirt."

"Weimin, what did you see?"

"I don't even have a vest on my body. I'm either from the city or haven't been out in the field for a long time." Xian Weimin glanced at the sleek young man's back and said.

Nan Yi grabbed the slick young man's hand, looked at the back of the hand, then at the palm, and touched the other's fingers and the tiger's mouth with his own hand.

"I have been in the field and my calluses are still there. I think I came from the north. I have a southern accent and I came from the north. Needless to say, most of them are educated youth."

"Disgraceful!" Nan Yi spat and asked Xian Weimin, "What should we do next?"

"Tie them up and send them to the quarry for reform through labor. It's an attempt to do it for the two of them, just three months. Let's go, let's send them there first."

"good."

The hands of the two were tied around their waists, with a rope end left on the rope. Nan Yi and another person held the hands, while Xian Weimin stood guard behind with a gun in his hand.

Nan Yi was holding the hand of the naughty young man. On the way, he suddenly stopped, turned around and said to Nan Yi: "Boy, my name is Chen Weiyun, I remember you."

"Rakishev once said: 'Society will always be divided into classes.' Thank you for remembering me. When you are being targeted, you can recall my voice and smile."

If a biting dog does not bark and speaks harshly, it is a sign of neurosis and cowardice.

Although Nan Yi seemed to say it casually, Chen Weiyun's appearance was deeply engraved in his mind. He liked to nip danger in the bud. Since he said harsh words to him, this Chen Weiyun could only go barefoot forever.

Don't expect to put on shoes.

On the way, I encountered border guards and handed the person over to them.

The three people from Nanyi continued to run along the barbed wire fence. Their training must be completed.

After returning from training, the gun had to be handed in. Nan Yi took the initiative to help deliver the gun to the arsenal, and was fortunate enough to meet a few big guys.

"Okay, stop looking. Next time the militia battalion has a joint training, you can see the anti-aircraft guns." After walking out of the arsenal, Xian Weimin patted Nan Yi on the shoulder and brought his reluctant eyes back.

"When was the last time we practiced together?"

"It's been a year."

"That's a pity."

Nan Yi knew that he had no chance to catch up.

"Don't feel sorry for me. I'll take care of the toad at night."

"Toad, you know how to cook."

"What's so difficult? It's just spraying poison behind the ears. I've been doing it since I was three years old."

"Okay, I'll go then. Catch less, this thing eats bugs, it will save us a lot of time."

"I know it's a good thing, but you still have to control the quantity, haven't you learned about the food chain?" Xian Weimin asked in return.

"Oh, I think I'm the ninth old man!"

"Haha, I still want to build the four modernizations for the motherland."

"We are both repairmen. You are a fitter, and I am a lathe. We repair the earth every day."

"The earth has said that you don't need to repair it, as long as you don't step on it."

"I can't do it without stepping on it. I can't fly."

As the sun sets in the west, the sound of laughter is like silver bells, and the cow emerges from the river and mooes, as if saying that a few bad boys have disturbed its old man's peaceful dream.

It's a pity that there is still no grass to eat.



The shirt is really good with liberation shoes.

Phew, spit on it and put it on your hair.

"Zhen'er, I'm going."

"Well, brother, do you want to leave some food for you?"

"No, there are some rice noodle cakes that haven't been finished in the morning. Just help me carry a few."

A kettle, a green schoolbag, a wad of banknotes in it, a few food stamps in the pocket, and a few rice noodle cakes that Liu Zhen brought over and wrapped in cloth.

"I'm going. We are outsiders. It's not good if we don't give you face."

"Brother, I know."

"Let's go. I'll check if there are any pups in the commune. I'll get two and keep them. If I'm not here in the future, someone will be watching over you. Remember to open the trap."

"Um."

I went to Xian Yaodong to borrow a bicycle and pushed it to the entrance of the village, where Xian Zilin was waiting.

Wearing a plaid butterfly-collared shirt, a pair of blue trousers, and a pair of cloth shoes, like Nan Yi, he also carried a green schoolbag.

"Brother Nanyi."

"Will you jump out of the car?"

"meeting."

"Then I'll ride on it first."

As Nan Yi spoke, he stepped on the footrest with one foot, kicked the other foot on the ground, raised his buttocks to the seat, and rode forward slowly.

Suddenly, the car lifted and Xian Zilin was already sitting on the car, holding the schoolbag rack in her front hand.

A gust of wind came from behind the bicycle, picking up a scent and sending it to Nan Yi's nose.

"vanishing cream?"
To be continued...
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