"No, not bad, it looks a little soldier. You are a child in the city." The middle-aged soldier nodded around Li Wei, with white skin and strong student spirit on his body. He could see at a glance that Li Wei came from a city, and it was a big city.

"Yes, what do you call me?" Li Wei asked cautiously.

"My surname is Wang, Baoer, his third uncle, is the political commissar of the Third Regiment here. She is Chen Jiayao and the clerk." The middle-aged man said to the girl with a round face and long braids.

"Let's learn about your situation." Political Commissar Wang said, his eyes suddenly aimed at the radio in Li Wei's hand. At first, he didn't realize anything. Suddenly his expression changed drastically, pointing at Li Wei so excited that he was almost speechless.

Duan Cheng and Wang Bao thought Li Wei's identity was wrong, so they immediately loaded the bullet with alertness and pointed the muzzle at Li Wei.

"What are you doing? Put down your guns!" Political Commissar Wang quickly stopped the actions of these two young soldiers.

Li Wei looked puzzled. When he found that Political Commissar Wang was staring at the radio in his hand, he asked strangely: "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with this radio?" As he said that, he moved the switch in his hand, and the speaker immediately made a hissing electromagnetic noise. After adjusting it a few more times, a pleasant music sound floated in the house. After the music ended, the announcer's voice sounded again: "Shaanxi Radio Station"

At this time, it was not only Political Commissar Wang who was excited, but even Duan Cheng, Wang Bao and clerk Chen Jiayao were excited. Political Commissar Wang was a little excited: "It's not that wrong, it's too right. Oh my God, how did you put together these piles of things? I can hear the voice of the party again. It's great, great." The joy on Political Commissar Wang's face also spread to the faces of the people around him.

"What's the difficulty? It's simple! ~ Me." Li Wei saw Political Commissar Wang's eyes and hurriedly stopped. He was muttering in his heart whether the Political Commissar of the Eighth Route Army was "glass"?! His eyes looked like a wolf.

Li Wei was sweating heavily behind him! ~ Fortunately, Political Commissar Wang's next words made him feel relieved.

"Ah! The talent is so good, Wang Bao and Duan Cheng, you can bring back a treasure, one great achievement, one great achievement! ~ This thing has finally been repaired." Political Commissar Wang patted Li Wei's shoulder heavily, almost knocking him apart. He took the radio excitedly, and set the voice to the maximum, put it in his ear, and he was as if he was sucking opium. He listened to the radio broadcast that could publish information about the Party Central Committee.

It can be seen that the radio had been broken and had been repaired by someone, but it was not repaired and it was dismantled. It was so depressed that it was not installed back, which made Political Commissar Wang really depressed for many days.

There had been a circle of people at the door of the house. It seemed that the rare thing of the radio, coupled with the temptation of Shaanxi Radio Station, was enough to attract all the Eighth Route Army soldiers and ordinary people nearby like the Japanese devil's arsenal.

"If you know that I have a more awesome MP3 player with radio function, it would be strange if you didn't dismember me?" Li Wei murmured in his heart, and there was a pain on his shoulder after he slapped hard and vigorously.

As if he was satisfied, Zhengcomman Wang turned off the radio power with satisfaction, took out a clean handkerchief and carefully wrapped it with edges and angles to hide it.

After dispersing the people at the door, Political Commissar Wang pulled Li Wei down and said righteously: "Go back to the point, little comrade, tell me your situation!" The implication was that Li Wei was already treated as a comrade, but fortunately this comrade was not the same "comrade".

Li Wei changed his situation slightly and followed the current time to tell Wang Jianshe one by one. Most of the time was true, but the time was not accurate, and Political Commissar Wang did not hear the flaws. Now that China is in war, how can we really find out?

Wang Bao and Duan Cheng also happened to be patrolling outside the battlefield and specifically ambushing the single enemy. If it weren't for the two of them, Li Wei might have been killed by a few stray bullets.

Clerk Chen Jiayao held a small notebook and used a thick pen to remember it carefully. Li Wei glanced at the pen or the famous brand Parker product. Maybe it was seized from some unlucky enemy.

Wang Baoze looked at Li Wei for a while, and then looked at Chen Jiayao for a while and laughed foolishly. He could see that this kid was not kind to this little girl, but Chen Jiayao turned a blind eye and kept remembering things calmly.

"Little devil, when fighting now, it seems that I have to find an opportunity to send you back, but the city you mentioned is probably occupied by the devils now." Political Commissar Wang was quite troubled by Li Wei. He suddenly appeared in the Taihang Mountains and was separated from his family. Moreover, Jiangnan was so far away from here, and it was not peaceful along the way, which was not easy to deal with.

"Or, follow us first, and when we get there one day, can you go back?" Clerk Chen Jiayao said with big eyes.

This is a killing two birds with one stone. Political Commissar Wang nodded and said, "This is OK, Li Wei, what do you decide to do? Should you follow us first or send you back first."

"Now the war is in chaos, so let's follow you." How could I really send it back? It's a gap of more than 80 years, Li Wei smiled bitterly in his heart.

"Good brother, follow our Eighth Route Army and fight the Japanese together. If I eat something for you, I will eat something for you." Wang Bao pulled Li Wei and patted his shoulders. The real temperament of the people in the mountains showed inappropriateness.

Political Commissar Wang touched his chin and clerk Chen Jiayao also looked at Li Wei with a smile. It seemed that this clean and innocent city kid could easily get along with the country kids, and he did not look down on the temperament of the country people at all. He was also a high school student and he had picked up a treasure.

"Then Li Wei, you can teach me how to read a few more words in the future." Duan Cheng has always been yearning for studying. Now there is a high school student Li Wei who specializes in studying, so it can naturally make up for his regret that he has never been to school.

"Young man, you are welcome to join the revolutionary team, but you must also be prepared to endure hardships or even be in danger of life. This is not as comfortable as the city." Political Commissar Wang reminded that Li Wei's special outfit and appearance did not look like the appearance and tone of ordinary people in the mountains. After some inquiry, he finally confirmed that Li Wei was just a student who escaped from the war and was separated from his family, not disguised by Japanese devils and traitors. The conversation between Duan Cheng and Li Wei just now also confirmed this point. It is impossible for a person to pretend to be a person's temperament developed over the years.

"Don't worry, Political Commissar Wang, you are human beings, and I am human beings too. You can endure hardships and not be afraid of death, why can't I?!" Li Wei said in a pun. He had heard of the hardships of the War of Resistance Against Japan for a long time, and he was mentally prepared at this moment. Anyway, he had no worries now, and his own era had completely cut off from him.

"Good." Wang Jian patted Li Wei on the shoulder. He could see that the young man's tone was firm.

"Can you shoot?" Clerk Chen Jiayao asked curiously at the new handsome young man in front of him.

Li Wei only remembers that he had played with water guns, gas guns, etc. before. He had never touched real guns. "I have read them in books, but I have never actually shot them." Li Wei was even more honest. He had only seen guns on TV and magazines. He could tell the truth about the structure of various guns, and even how to make and transform them, but he had never touched real guns. At best, he could only be considered a paper talk.

"How can I do not know how to shoot? Come on, I will use my gun to practice my skills, and I will teach you." Duan Cheng said happily, pulling Li Wei.

Li Wei nodded with some expectations.

"Okay, you teach him how to shoot, he teaches you how to write, you can mark it. You have to help each other." Zhengxian Wang was also very happy. A young man with knowledge has joined the revolutionary camp, but he has great help. You must know that most of the people in the army are illiterate who can't even write names. There are only a dozen people in the entire regiment headquarters who can hold pens. They have to talk for half a day to do ideological work, and they can only understand it with words and gestures, which seriously affects work. This is all due to uneducated hardship.

"Go, you go to Director Zhang of the Military Control Commission to get twenty bullets and practice your skills." Political Commissar Wang's mood today was greatly improved by the repair of the radio. Compared with a precious radio that can receive the voice of the party, the latter is obviously the most important.

"Wow, that's great."

"Twenty bullets, you're rich."

Wang Bao and Duan Cheng hugged each other excitedly, shouting, "There are very few bullets for the Japanese devils." Usually, a soldier fired at most ten bullets on the battlefield in the last time, and after the shooting, he had to fight a bayonet. Wang Bao and Duan Cheng got together for only five bullets, and they were usually willing to use them. Now, Political Commissar Wang gave twenty bullets at a time, which was like a golden ingot falling from the sky.

"Twenty bullets." Li Wei was not surprised. For him, twenty bullets were only half of the bullets of AK47, and they were completely fired in two seconds.

"Let's go get the bullets, I'll take you to try two rounds first." Wang Bao and Duan Cheng dragged Li Wei away.

"I'll go too!" When the little girl Chen Jiayao heard about the shooting, her eyes were bright. She had a rare opportunity to shoot her gun peacefully. There were very few opportunities.

Looking at the four young people leaving, Wang Jian touched his chin and shook his head, "Hey, these young people, learn more skills and protect themselves in this troubled era."

After receiving twenty yellow bullets, Wang Bao and Duan Cheng carefully wrapped them in a small oil cloth bag and put them in close contact, then cheered and found a place where no one was used as the shooting range. Only the military commander behind him had a painful face. The passing soldiers looked envious. How rich are they?

Along the way, Wang Bao and Duan Cheng kept teaching Li Wei their experience of shooting. Although they have fired only a hundred bullets so far, each bullet is combined with their entire energy and no one dares to waste a bullet.

Wang Bao even looked at the girl Chen Jiayao while boasting about his experience in shooting.
Chapter completed!