Three Hundred and Ninety-Eight, Third Grade

Zhou Yinglong specifically inspected the wounds of the wounded, all of them were gunshot wounds, and one unlucky wounded was hit by fragments after a stray bullet collided.

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

In order not to be carried away, the wounded even jumped off the stretcher, expressing that they were fine.

It's not pretending, it's really all right.

Zhang Xiaoman next to him started scolding a long time ago: "You guys are all fine, why don't you come down and walk by yourself?"

The wounded man laughed cheerfully: "It's a little bit less to walk..."

The sharp knives they had carried before even their comrades scolded: "These grandsons are too wicked!"

"How shameless!"

At this time Zhou Yinglong asked: "You brought down Dingyuan Mountain, and you hurt so few people?"

Zhang Xiaoman said modestly: "It's all taught by Commander Zhou before."

Zhou Yinglong laughed angrily: "What kind of rainbow fart are you doing here, get the hell out and write a battle report!"

The faces of Zhang Xiaoman and others turned dark immediately: "Battalion Commander, our Sharp Knife Company is a hero in battle. Now the advanced base should treat us with good food and drink, instead of asking us to write some battle reports."

"What?" Zhou Yinglong squinted at Zhang Xiaoman, "Do you want me to pour you some wine myself?"

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

But Zhou Yinglong kicked Zhang Xiaoman's ass: "Get out and write the report!"

It is a common practice to write a report for every battle. On the one hand, it is to summarize the details of what happened in the battle, and on the other hand, it is to summarize the mistakes and lessons of combat effectiveness, so as to avoid making the same mistakes in the future.

But for Zhang Xiaoman and his group of rough guys, the most annoying thing is to write battle reports.

After all the battles have been won, what mistakes and lessons should be summed up? If you win, you will be done.

The rough men of the Sharp Knife Company were all nestled in the tent that had just been set up, surrounding Zhang Xiaoman.

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

"I am a refugee,

I can't read," Ren Xiaosu said.

"Oh," Zhang Xiaoman lowered his head resentfully, but he immediately figured out something was wrong. How could the successor chosen by Commander Zhang be so illiterate?

You don't want to write a report, so just say it, won't your conscience hurt if you say such nonsense!

Zhang Xiaoman bit the end of the pencil, trying to recall the details of the battle: "It feels like I didn't use much force, the enemy lost."

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhang Xiaoman didn't know how to write this report. The main reason for this battle was that Ren Xiaosu had all the credit for it. It was indeed the case.

"Ren Xiaosu, you still have to write this report. If you really can't read, I'll write it as you speak," Zhang Xiaoman said, "The point is that we don't even know how you messed up the bandit den in Dingyuan Mountain like that. Moreover, this is a great achievement, hand in this report, and you will be promoted immediately!"

Ren Xiaosu said from the side: "Just write about everyone's heroic charge. The battle is a company's business. I can't let me take all the credit."

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

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about," Ren Xiaosu said, "Forget it, let me write."

At this time, Ren Xiaosu grabbed Zhang Xiaoman's notebook and pencil, and began to edit the battle process eloquently, writing his comrades in arms one by one with incomparable bravery and superior resourcefulness.

He also wrote about how they broke through the ground and how they killed the enemy in an orderly manner. Zhang Xiaoman was watching all the scenes: "I am so powerful?"

After finishing writing, Ren Xiaosu handed the report to Zhang Xiaoman, take it to the battalion commander, the credit belongs to everyone.

For Ren Xiaosu, he doesn't have much sense of belonging to Fort 178 now, he just wants to use the power of Fort 178 to seek revenge from the Zong family, so the credit is not important to him.

After taking revenge, he will go to the Central Plains to find Sister Xiaoyu, Yan Liuyuan and others. He has no intention of becoming an official in Fortress 178.

So, the credit goes to others.

By this time, the entire Sharp Knife Company had recognized Ren Xiaosu, and no one would reject him anymore.

The matter that Ren Xiaosu caused them to fight with Erlian before was also thrown out of the blue by a group of men.

It's just that Zhou Yinglong wanted this battle report because he wanted to see what Ren Xiaosu was really good at. He knew very well that Dingyuan Mountain could be defeated almost "without injury", and most of the credit must be due to Ren Xiaosu. What kind of person is he.

As a result, Ren Xiaosu's own name was hardly mentioned in the entire report!

Zhou Yinglong looked at Zhang Xiaoman unhappily: "You still dare to covet the credit of your subordinates, believe it or not, I will kill you?"

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

Zhou Yinglong fell into deep thought, isn't a young man greedy for merit at all? What kind of successor did Commander Zhang choose?

A group of old comrades in arms would definitely ask him in the future, Ren Xiaosu served as a soldier under him, what is this person like, but Zhou Yinglong, as the battalion commander, couldn't answer, what's the matter?

Zhou Yinglong suddenly asked Zhang Xiaoman: "Tell me about how Ren Xiaosu fought in this battle."

Zhang Xiaoman said honestly: "Report to the battalion commander, I didn't see it either..."

"roll!"

...

The days at the advance base were not as comfortable as expected. At 6:20 in the morning, Ren Xiaosu heard the wake-up call outside the tent.

Then everyone assembled according to the combat sequence and started running exercises. Soon, slogans were heard outside the entire forward base.

Cross-country five kilometers back and forth with heavy loads, this is a must-do homework before going to the battlefield, with the exception of the Sharp Knife Company, because the Sharp Knife Company has just fought in the war, and can enjoy the privilege of not training in the forward base and recuperate.

But after the wake-up call sounded, Jiao Xiaochen lay on the camp bed and couldn't fall asleep: "When the sound of the call sounded, I always felt that I didn't do anything, as if something was missing. Is there anyone else who can't fall asleep like me?"

Everyone in the military tent responded sparsely: "How about running?"

"You can't sleep either?"

"I'd be damned if I could fall asleep..."

"Go, cross-country run!"

As he said that, Ren Xiaosu saw that everyone in the first team got up and put on their clothes. He also got up, and when he got out of the tent, he found that the second, third, and fourth teams had also come out, not even the medical soldier Han Minglei and the cook Li Xingcheng. exception.

Zhang Xiaoman said with a cheerful smile: "Everyone is very good. Although our Sharp Knife Company won the battle, everyone should not be proud. We still have to persevere in training!"

Jiao Xiaochen murmured in a low voice: "The most proud one is probably the company commander..."

"If you don't speak, you will die, right?" Zhang Xiaoman said with a stare.

As a result, at this moment, Zhou Yinglong's orderly trotted over: "Company Commander Zhang Xiaoman, Battalion Commander Zhou asked you to go to the headquarters!"