The First Order

Zhou Yinglong specifically inspected the wounds of the wounded. Without exception, all were gunshot wounds. One of the unlucky wounded was hit by debris from a stray bullet collision.

Moreover, the wound under the black medicine had begun to scab, as if it was really not too serious.

In order not to be carried away, the wounded people even jumped off the stretcher and jumped, saying that they were like no one else.

This is not pretending, it is really all right.

The next Zhang Xiaoman scolded: "Why don't you come down and walk on your own?"

The wounded laughed and said with a smile: "It's a little bit less to go..."

He lifted their sharp knife before and even his comrades scolded: "Several grandchildren are too unethical!"

"What a shame!"

At this time Zhou Yinglong asked: "You hit Ding Yuanshan, you hurt such a person?"

Zhang Xiaoman said modestly: "It was all good that Zhou Yingchang taught before."

Zhou Yinglong smiled angrily: "What kind of rainbow farts are you blindly shooting here, get me off and write a combat report!"

Zhang Xiaoman and the others turned black: "Bat commander, we are sharp swordsmen but are heroes of combat. Now the base should be entertaining and delicious, not letting us write a combat report."

"Why," Zhou Yinglong squinted at Zhang Xiaoman: "Will I pour some wine for you personally?"

Zhang Xiaoman thought for a while: "It's not impossible."

But I saw Zhou Yinglong kicking on Zhang Xiaoman's ass: "Get out of here and write a report!"

It is a practice to write a report in every battle. On the one hand, it is to summarize the details of the battle, on the other hand, it is to summarize the mistakes and lessons of the combat power, so as not to make the same mistakes in the future.

But Zhang Xiaoman and his group of rough guys, the most annoying thing is to write a combat report.

All the battles have been won, and what mistakes and lessons have been summed up, the victory will be over.

The rough guys with sharp knives were all nested in the tent just set up and surrounded by Zhang Xiaoman.

At this time Zhang Xiaoman took a notebook and a pencil and looked at Ren Xiaosu: "Ren Xiaosu you..."

"I am a refugee, I am illiterate," Ren Xiaosu said.

"Oh," Zhang Xiaoman bowed his head in dismay, but he immediately figured out that something was wrong. Is the successor chosen by Commander Zhang literate?

Don't you just say it if you don't want to write a report? Doesn't it hurt to have such a conscience?

Zhang Xiaoman bit the end of the pencil and tried to recall the details of the battle: "It didn't feel like it was too hard, and the enemy lost."

After thinking for a long time, Zhang Xiaoman didn't know how to write this report, mainly because the main credit for this battle was all concentrated on Ren Xiaosu alone, it is indeed the case.

"Ren Xiaosu, you still have to write this report. If you really don't know how to read, just write me," said Zhang Xiaoman. "The key is that we don't know how you messed up the Dingyuan Mountain Bandits. Moreover, this is a great contribution, and this report is handed up and you are immediately promoted!"

Ren Xiaosu said next to him: "You write about everyone's heroic charge. Fighting is a company matter. The credit can't let me take it all by myself."

"It's not good," said Zhang Xiaoman. "Then we are embarrassed, we can't do this kind of thing."

"It's nothing embarrassing," Ren Xiaosu said, "Forget it, let me write it."

At this time, Ren Xiaosu grabbed Zhang Xiaoman's book and pencil, and began to compile the battle process with splendidness, writing the comrades one by one with great bravery and great ingenuity.

He also wrote how they broke through their positions and how to kill their enemies in an orderly manner. Zhang Xiaoman watched the movie beside him: "I am so powerful?"

After writing, Ren Xiaosu handed the report to Zhang Xiaoman, and took it to the battalion commander. The credit goes to everyone.

For Ren Xiaosu, he doesn't have much sense of belonging to the 178 fortress now, but only needs to use the power of the 178 fortress to find Zong's revenge, so the credit is not important to him.

After avenging his revenge, he would have left the Central Plains to find Xiaoyu, Yan Liuyuan and others, and did not plan to become an official in the 178 stronghold.

Therefore, credit is given to others.

By this time, the sharp knife had even recognized Ren Xiaosu as a whole, and no longer was rejected.

Before Ren Xiaosu harmed them with Erlian, they were also thrown out of Jiuxiaoyun by a group of men.

It’s just that Zhou Yinglong wanted this combat report, and he wanted to see where Ren Xiaosu was really good. He was very clear that Yuanshan could be nearly "injured", and most of the credit must be in Ren Xiaosu. He also wanted to see the commander’s choice. What kind of person is it.

As a result, in this report, almost no mention of Xiaosu's own name!

Zhou Yinglong looked at Zhang Xiaoman unwillingly: "Do you dare to greedy your subordinates for credit, believe it or not, Laozi killed you?"

Zhang Xiaoman said grievously: "This report was written by Ren Xiaosu."

Zhou Yinglong is in deep contemplation, is a young man not greedy at all?What kind of successor did Commander Zhang choose?

A group of old comrades will surely ask him later, Ren Xiaosu is a soldier under his hands. How is this man? In the end, Zhou Yinglong, as the battalion commander, can't answer it. What's going on?

Zhou Yinglong suddenly asked Zhang Xiaoman: "You tell me, how did Ren Xiaosu fight in this battle."

Zhang Xiaoman honestly said: "Report the commander, I haven't seen..."

"roll!"

...

The days of advancing to the base were not as comfortable as expected. At 6:20 in the morning, Ren Xiaosu heard the waking number outside the tent blew.

Then everyone assembled according to the combat sequence and started running. Soon, a slogan sounded outside the entire forward base.

Five kilometers of cross-country cross-country load-bearing, this is a must do homework before going to the battlefield, only the sharp knife company can be an exception, because the sharp knife company has just fought, can enjoy the privilege of no training in the forward base, rest and recuperate.

However, after the wake-up number sounded, Jiao Xiaochen was lying on the camp bed and couldn't fall asleep: "When this sound sounds, I always feel that I can't do anything, just like something is missing, can't I sleep like me?"

Everyone in the military tent sparsely responded: "Want to run?"

"You can't sleep anymore?"

"I can't sleep until I fall asleep..."

"Go, run off-road!"

With that said, Ren Xiaosu saw that all the people in the first team got up and dressed, and he also got up, and when he came out of the tent, he found out that the second, third, and fourth teams also came out, not even the medical soldier Han Minglei and the cook Li Xingcheng. exception.

Zhang Xiaoman laughed happily: "Everyone is very good, although our sharp knife even won the battle, but everyone can't be proud, training still has to persist!"

Jiao Xiaochen whispered softly: "The most proud estimate is that even the commander you..."

"If you don't talk, you'll die," Zhang Xiaoman said, staring.

As a result, Zhou Yinglong's service soldiers trot all the way: "Company Zhang Xiaoman, Commander Zhou asked you to visit the headquarters!"