my battlefield my company

Chapter 88 Arrangements after the war
The next morning, when Yan Zhi woke up, it was already nine o'clock in the morning, and the sun was already high.

He has never been so tired like this morning, his whole body seems to be unraveled, his muscles are sore, his whole body is weak, and he feels pain everywhere.

He returned to the company at around [-] o'clock yesterday afternoon. Like all the soldiers who participated in the raid on the Chichi Valley, after the wounds were treated by the military doctor, he neither drank, ate, bathed or changed clothes, but each fell on his own bed , Immediately fell asleep.

It has nothing to do with me if the sky does not fall.

Before going to bed, Yan Zhi took care of the entire company, and no one was allowed to disturb them. 41 people woke up naturally.

No one bothered them, because thunder could not wake them up.Moreover, the smell emanating from their sleeping room makes people afraid to approach.

When Yan Zhi got up, the soldiers outside, led by Zhou Youcai, came back from the morning run. They had already had breakfast and were practicing bayonet skills on the playground, as well as the killing method with the Nepalese machete.

Yesterday, the Brotherhood returned in triumph, which greatly inspired the fighting spirit of all the soldiers.

It is really beautiful to hit the Chichi Valley with a stick, so many soldiers put all their energy into training on the playground, hoping to go out with the officer next time to practice knives with little devils.

Yesterday, these 41 people completely became the idols of the big girls and daughters-in-law in the whole city, and they were the envy of all the soldiers.

Which big girl and little daughter-in-law don't like heroes.

Yan Zhi came to the door of the soldiers alone, 40 people were still sleeping soundly in the room, and they hadn't gotten up yet.

Even though he pinched his nose, Yan Zhi still couldn't get into the soldiers' room.

The smell in the room is really unpleasant, the smell of blood, sweat, gunpowder smoke, and the stinky foot smell that can suffocate people, it is guaranteed to suffocate the flies to death.

Sure enough, I am not afraid of a group of stinky-footed men, but I am afraid of a group of stinky-footed men living in one house...

Yesterday afternoon, the soldiers were sent back to the independent company by military vehicles, and the best military doctors and the best medicine in Huizhou were all in place.

Nalan Xinghui personally took the best doctors from the war zone hospital to treat the wounds of 40 people. Except for Fan Xiaosi's serious injuries, most of the others' injuries were minor injuries. It only took a few days after disinfection and bandaging Recoverable, at the moment, what they lack the most is rest.

Wearing a mask, Nalan Xinghui personally checked Yan Zhi's body. Before leaving, he only left a faint sentence: "41 people, 40 people are covered with scars, but you don't have a single scratch on your body." Said Finished, "Kang Dang" closed the door, and left without looking back.

After Yan Zhi was stunned for a long time, he did not find even a single scratch on his body, so he could only use Liu Neng's words to retaliate against Nalan Xinghui: "You are easy to get beaten if you say that."

Nalan Xinghui couldn't hear it.

What Nalan Xinghui said was too obvious, you Yan Zhi just went to Chichi Valley to play tricks.

Due to the large number of villagers who survived in the village at the foot of Longlin Mountain, and most of them were women, the military could not find a suitable place to live for them for a while, and they were rescued by Brotherhood, so they had a strong sense of dependence on these soldiers. , So, was temporarily arranged by the military department in an abandoned warehouse next to the brother company camp.

But this abandoned warehouse, after an afternoon of cleaning by the soldiers, has already taken on a new look. The room has been painted with a layer of white ash, the floor has been swept spotlessly clean, new furniture has been placed, new quilts and daily necessities have been installed.

The military believes that these villagers were rescued from the hands of the devil by the independent company, and they can be used as an excellent example of propaganda in the future.

Therefore, the military department naturally spared no effort to help them arrange the temporary residence very comfortably.

The military department is still at the gate of the warehouse, and has arranged for several veterans to stand guard on duty, and no casual soldiers are allowed to enter.

Wait until the military finds a suitable place to live elsewhere before relocating them.

In fact, Yan Zhi was quite satisfied with putting the villagers in the warehouse next to his barracks.In this turbulent era, he was a little bit unconvinced that these troops were not particularly disciplined.

These girls have lost their parents and have no support. How to let them live in the future is a big problem. Yan Zhi is a little worried about counting on people like the army. He knows the virtues of most men.

So he thought of Nalan Xinghui, hoping she could help these girls.

Yan Zhi breathed the fresh air outside the house, stretched a few times, and when he returned to the room to get his own toiletries, he was almost breathless from the stench in the room. He hurriedly opened the windows on all sides and the room. door, took the washing items and clothes, and went straight to the company's bathroom.

Knowing that the officers and soldiers must come to take a bath when they get up, the cooking soldiers have already prepared several large pots of boiling water for them, and more than a dozen wooden barrels have already been filled with hot water.

Yan Zhi stripped himself naked, and then threw all the tattered clothes at the bottom of the burning pot.

He first stood by the bucket, picked up a big ladle to scoop up hot water, and poured it on his head. He was smart all over, shouted a few times to enjoy himself, and after wiping his face, scooped up a few ladles of hot water and poured it on his head. On the top of the head, I slid my hands on the shoulders and legs a few times, and then washed my feet, and then squatted into the big wooden bucket, took a breath, and squatted into the hot water.

This Nima is really comfortable!

This big wooden barrel is much more comfortable than the big bathing pool, ten times more comfortable than steaming in the sauna room.Anyway, Yan Zhi has never taken such a comfortable bath in his whole life.

"puff!"

When Yan Zhi got out of the water, he spat out a sip of water from his mouth comfortably, but he heard someone in front of him shout, "Oh, my mother."

Yan Zhi opened his eyes, but Zhao Fugui stood in front of the barrel with a sad face.

Zhao Fugui was wearing a pair of shorts that did not rely on neighbors everywhere, and there was a big hole in the buttocks of the shorts, and he was wiping the water sprayed on his face by Yan Zhi.

In Zhao Fugui's right hand, he held a black and white photo. In the photo was a woman in short clothes with a somewhat coquettish face. It was the photo Zhao Fugui found when he was cleaning up the corpses of devils in the stockade.

"Zhao Fugui, are you fucking trying to scare labor and capital to death?" Yan Zhi scolded angrily, "You kid takes a Japanese bitch with you even when you take a bath, so you're not afraid that this bitch will get into your bucket , was soaked to pieces."

Zhao Fugui opened his mouth in surprise, and looked at the woman in the photo repeatedly: "Sir, how can you be sure that this is a Japanese woman."

Yan Zhi said angrily: "Don't talk so much nonsense, come and wipe the back of labor and management."

Zhao Fugui hurriedly put away the photo to prevent it from getting wet, and more importantly, to prevent and ensure that this photo will never fall into the hands of other soldiers.

Yan Zhi closed his eyes, took Zhao Fugui's lighted cigarette and put it between his fingers, took a puff beautifully, and then said: "You Zhao Fugui is such a picky person, you sent me a photo specially, and ordered it again. Cigarettes, and even graciously helped me wipe my back, so you just say, what can you do with me?"

"Yes, yes, sir. You are wise!" Zhao Fugui patted Yan Zhi's sagging shoulders by the bucket, and said courteously, "Sir, can you please stop calling me the reaper with devil's ears?" .”

(End of this chapter)