"Hey, you guys, okay!"

Wen Feng was so happy. Unexpectedly, Zhang Qingfang was really a newborn calf and was not afraid of tigers. He was quite angry. He glanced at Zhang Qingfang's bag and only had three mortar shells in his shoulder bag. Wen Feng couldn't believe that this kid could hit every shot, so he said to Zhang Qingfang readily:

"If you have this confidence, I, the platoon leader, will give you this courage and give you a first-class merit. I, the small platoon leader, have no advice. But if you really knock down that bunker, I will give you the Shanghai 17-speed automatic watch in my hand. It depends on whether you can take it! How about it?"

First-class merit! This thing is not easy to work with!

If you have this right, you will want to give it to Zhang Qingfang with his strong military style, but let alone him, you have to give Zhang Qingfang a first-class merit. Even Gao Xiaodong, the commander of the xxx regiment, does not have the right to speak, and even the division commander Zhang Shuqing has the right to suggest that it is something that the military headquarters can only approve when reporting to the General Staff. Will Wenfang dare to guarantee Zhang Qingfang this?

However, his writing style is a trick, so he is not afraid that Zhang Qingfang will not buy it.

In an extremely barren era, everyday items such as televisions, radios, watches and bicycles could only be described as luxury goods. Otherwise, as the only valuable second generation of reds in the 1970s, it would be impossible for them to have only one watch. What made Wen Feng and Li Fei sad, the entire row was only Wen Feng, which was the precious watch in that era.

Wearing a military uniform and a watch, the aunt followed behind. It seems that the beautiful girls thirty-three years ago are no different from the innocent girls now.

Thirty-three years later, Wen Feng and Li Fei laughed it off when they saw this sentence. In their era, mobile phones were flying everywhere, and watches had long become a burden. Even if the innocent beautiful model Zhenzhen brought Wen Feng a Rolex of more than 50,000 yuan abroad, Wen Feng still locked him in his desk. I think if there is this thing now, it can seduce the beautiful girl.

"Really, you don't regret it!"

Sure enough, based on literary intuition, the reason why the boy in front of him shines with big eyes may not be the Shanghai 17-speed automatic watch itself. Maybe it was the "aunt" behind this thing, and Zhang Qingfang was obviously so happy that she couldn't even close her mouth.

"What are you going back on your word? The soldiers of Class 3 are all here, can I still regret it?"

Wen Feng is not happy to listen. Who do you think of me? This tree is so shameless. Can I still be bullied by you in front of the soldiers of the third squad? Then how can I be the platoon leader?

So Wen Feng simply took off the Shanghai 17th gear in his hand, put it in front of the kid's muzzle and said readily: "You kid is going to knock down these three bunkers, you can take the watch immediately!"

To be honest, with the literary style, he will be able to make the international and domestic trends in the next 33 years, let alone a fully automatic watch with 17-speed Shanghai. If the literary style can really stay in this era, he will be confident that he can buy it even in the Victoria Harbour in Hong Kong.

And then again, if I really wear it back to the 2012 Shanghai 17th tier, even if it is worth millions, Wen Feng will feel that it is a burden to wear it in his hands, so he naturally does not feel heartbroken at all.

"Haha, you're sure to lose!"

Zhang Qingfang was so happy that she immediately laughed at Wen Feng with pride and said, "I'm not bragging. I'm so familiar with this gun. I've hit ten shots a year ago. I really want this formula!"

"Go! Don't blow your kid first, let's talk about it after you beat it!"

Wen Feng was too lazy to pay attention to this guy who was too excited to do so. He quickly loaded a shell into the mortar. He didn't believe this recruit, but he just thought that throwing some cold water on this guy's head might even make a better fight.

"Yes! Ensure the task is completed!"

Zhang Qingfang was not arrogant. She glanced again without saying a word, adjusted the ruler, and then knocked the shell out with a whirlwind.

"Second Class, Zhang Qingfang, come on, you guys..."

"Ah..."

The soldiers of the third squad were round and the platoon leader had a strong eye. As long as they hit another bunker, it would be a second-class merit, which made the soldiers so envious, so they all added oil to Zhang Qingfang. When they saw the sound of cannons, a bunch of yellow earth was blown up on the bunker that was still firing fire, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath and see if Zhang Qingfang had the chance to get the second-class merit.

"Oh! I've won!"

"I really got it, Zhang Qingfang, you are so awesome!"

"Second Class, you must treat me!"

No one expected that the recruits from the third squad were even more enthusiastic than the platoon leader in this war-torn battlefield, and Zhang Qingfang was really not very successful. Seeing the second mortar hitting another bunker hard, Zhang Qingfang's accurate head was really blowing, but he actually hit the front room. As soon as the cannon sounded, the gunfire in the bunker in the distance immediately became silent.

The soldiers of the third squad, especially those who were not very steady, screamed excitedly when they saw that Zhang Qingfang, who was also a recruit, were both awarded.

Immediately afterwards, the soldiers of the 7th Company below the position also cheered in surprise. These two shells were really amazing, and the hit rate was really terrifying. Moreover, the two bunkers kept pressing the soldiers of the 7th Company to breathe. The soldiers of the 7th Company felt relieved when they were knocked down. They cheered and their attacks became even more fierce.

"Hehe, you guys, okay!"

Wen Feng couldn't help but like Zhang Qingfang in front of him. The young man was very angry, but his work was good, but he turned into a provocative question:

"I have obtained the second-class merit, do you still want this watch?"

On such a cruel battlefield, the soldiers' hearts were tense. It was rare to have such a relaxation. Wen Feng would not be a pity for that watch. Instead, he wanted to make the atmosphere warmer. With this momentum, he believed that the soldiers and soldiers of the third squad would be unstoppable to enter the bloody battle.

"Zhang Qingfang, bet with the platoon leader. If you lose, you won't lose. You will have a full automatic watch!"

A recruit looked at the silver watch in front of the mortar with envious eyes, and loudly encouraged Zhang Qingfang. In this recruit, a fully automatic watch with 17 gears in Shanghai could only be used for purchases issued by the government in that era, plus several months of salary, or even a watch that some people could afford for a year. It was definitely a big gamble.

"Yes, come on Zhang Qingfang, hit the one in the middle. I see that the bunker just hit a comrade in the 7th Company!"

Some soldiers were full of confidence in Zhang Qingfang and even designated targets for him, as if as soon as Zhang Qingfang took action, the thing would explode immediately.

For a time, the atmosphere on the battlefield was extremely warm, and it was a world of difference from the battle venues where Class 2 and Class 1 were located, which really made no one expect it.

Even the Eighth Company and Nine Company soldiers who rushed to the position in the distance looked at the cheers here without knowing what was wrong, and couldn't help but bet on their eyes.

But when we saw the reason, the soldiers of the 8th and 9th companies had nothing to say. The victory of the sixth company and one row was like fun. Compared to their heads and bloodshot at the 387 high ground, this huge gap is really speechless...

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I'm asking for recommendation again, this data really makes me feel cold! I'm collecting less than 500 yuan... There's no solution!

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