Chapter 623

In the early morning, after breakfast, the busy camp becomes just a strip. Women carry their children with cloth bags to the outside of the camp to start the day's work. These women are no longer as thin as pawns, and their feet are no longer flighty. They walk out in groups with tools, talking and laughing with each other.

Women wear simple clothes, and they don't have too many clothes on them. From their clean faces, they can see that they are a little ruddy. They work hard for days to make their bodies strong. There are some working women in the 1970s and 1980s. The children on their back are sensible. Hunger teaches them to be obedient.

Most of the time, these children don't cry or make noise. When their mother goes to work, they stay on their mother's back. When their mother works, they sit on the ridge of the field and play by themselves. When they have dinner, they will find their mother and go to the Holy Land and canteen in their hearts.

The children who studied with Huang Tingwei were divided into two groups. Some of the children who were recognized by Ding Luo followed him outside the camp to learn all kinds of basic skills. The rest of them began to study every day. New notebooks and ballpoint pens were sent to them. Everyone cherished them very much, and every word they wrote was correct and meticulous.

When the stationery was distributed, each notebook had 11 names written on it, which briefly stated that these people died in order to get this batch of stationery.

The people who wrote these words were militia. They got up before dawn, picked up a pen and wrote down the names of the compatriots who died in the war on their notebooks. This kind of behavior in the camp was recognized by them, and they felt respect for the first time. They could also guess vaguely that those companions were executed yesterday.

They know that it's a last resort. It's one thing to know, and it's one thing to think about it. It's certain that they have a knot in their heart. By writing the names of people in their notebooks in the morning, they know that the camp has not forgotten the war dead. It's enough for the next generation of successors to remember these names in the camp. The memorial printed in their hearts is the most moving.

Militia stood neatly in the center of the camp. More than 200 militia were automatically divided into two sets. The one was yesterday fighting to kill the zombies. The other was digging holes with the shovel at the lake.

Yesterday morning, all the militiamen looked the same, no matter what they said or looked like, or what they did. Today, it's totally different, people are still those people, some are still civilians, others have become soldiers who have passed the test of life and death

The militiamen stood at attention in the open space and looked straight. They didn't move their wrists and talk to each other as before. They stood with their chests up and chin up in silence.

The militiamen who did not fight could not imagine what their former comrades had experienced. They just felt that those comrades had changed, they were no longer gregarious, and they became like those regular members. This change made them despise, and they thought that they were pretending to be B.

Soon, the leader came. Zhang Huai'an took the lead, strolled to the rostrum of the center with two black circles under his eyes, and sat on the chair. Huang Quan, LV Xiaobu, and other battle captains, including several heavy firepower captains, arrived. Except for the members on duty, almost all the team members were present.

When a group of people arrived, they sat down and did not announce anything. They were waiting for something.

When the belatedly arrived Zhang Xiaoqiang on the rostrum, Huang Quan stood up and went to the front of the rostrum, looking at Gao He, the militia below;

"All of you, attention!"!!! At ease

"After consideration, some of the militia will be given guns

Zhang Huai'an made the decision of yesterday's meeting on the stage, which led to a big uproar. The militiamen who went to war could not keep their discipline. They all whispered to each other and passed on something to each other. Almost all the militiamen were in high spirits, A gun means a different identity.

"However, the gun can not be fired casually, it is conditional

When Zhang Huai'an said this, the buzzing below was very clear. Everyone closed their mouths and pricked up their ears.

"All the soldiers who went out to fight yesterday

Huang Quan drinks high on the stage. Instead of calling them militia, he calls them soldiers.

A rifle with a bayonet and a bullet clip was delivered to the militia. The militia took the gun and played with it for a while. They carried it to their bodies in the eyes of others and waited for the following.

119 There are 109 people who have received rifles, and the remaining 10 people are looking at the stage anxiously. These ten people include Liu Biao and Chi Yong. Liu Biao is still thinking about whether he plays a big knife and plays too well. If people don't give him guns, they just let him play his special skills?

"The following are the meritorious persons of yesterday, Liu Biao, Chi Yong, XXX ··"

Ten people were called to the stage, and they were called only after they said they had made contributions. How excited they were, with some expectations, silently calculating whether this time they would receive a bonus or something else."Our team has always followed the principle of clear rewards and punishments. Those who have made contributions should be punished, those who have made mistakes should be punished, and those who have escaped should be killed! These ten members are the first group of militiamen to perform meritorious service. I hope they are not the last group

Zhang Huai'an talked about his temperament, stood in front of the stage and talked endlessly about his ideological work. The militiamen below dared not move and counted the seconds honestly. The ten people on the stage were a little desperate and had given up their expectation of rewards. They expected Zhang Huai'an to show kindness and let them go, Zhang Xiaoqiang and several captains on the stage are also annoyed. Is there so much nonsense from Huai'an?

"Cough, cough, cough"

Zhang Xiaoqiang really can't stand it. He pretends to cough. Zhang Xiaoqiang's soft cough falls into Zhang Huaian's ears and becomes thunder. The cold sweat on Zhang Huaian's forehead comes down and forgets his shape. Brother cockroach is still waiting.

"That's all for today. Now I'd like to announce that the following people will be promoted to militia leaders to help them manage their daily affairs. Now I'll give them guns.

Ten glossy Bayi rifles were sent to the stage, and each of the ten people who made contributions was one. These Bayi rifles were the booty of the motorcade to wipe out the black market. There were only a few, about 30 or 50 rifles, which could not be evenly distributed. In addition, there were not many ammunition, which could not form combat effectiveness, so they were put on the shelf.

Ten people down to the stage, just into the team, Liu Biao couldn't help but excited, whispered to Chi Yong: "what did I say? It's just the first step to kill him to make a difference. "

Chi Yong did not answer, touching his rifle, his eyes were burning.

Zhang Huai'an announces the end of the meeting, and the militiamen are disbanded. Zhang Xiaoqiang also shakes his wheelchair to have fun. Zhang Huai'an remembers to ask LV Xiaobu for wine, and turns to find that LV Xiaobu has long disappeared.

Lu Xiaobu has a thing in mind. He got a batch of gold yesterday, and he has his dog tag in mind. After the meeting, he went to Wang Le's processing factory.

Wang Le was making final debugging for second parachute chariots, and shout and wrangle when Lv Xiaobu came in.

"Captain Lu, thank you for your wine. If you don't have to say anything, just say what you want. If there is such a good thing, you must think of me. You'd better give it to me secretly. Don't let Zhang... Don't let that old man see it."

Wang Le almost let slip that Zhang Huai'an's nominal identity is the team leader, which is not what he can call by his name now.

"No problem, but it's hard to find. It's also luck. The cellar where the wine was put collapsed, and we just happened to find it. I remember your story. It's right to put it to you, good or bad."

Lu Xiaobu said beautiful words, Wang Le said with a smile.

"Factory director Wang, what do you think of the gold we took yesterday?"

LV Xiaobu took advantage of the heat to strike iron and stated his purpose.

"It's not easy to do. It's not a good thing to make a dog tag out of pure gold. Sweat will corrode the gold and cause it to fade. You have to engrave the name on it. It's impossible to engrave hundreds of characters on the inverted model. You can only replace it with numbers and English letters. How about putting the gold in the middle with thin steel outside and connecting the three brands?"

LV Xiaobu hesitated for a long time, bit his teeth and nodded. Making a dog tag means more than commemoration.

"How much?"

For this kind of thing, Wang Le can do as much as he wants. Naturally, he doesn't care about quantity.

"There must be those who have broken their vows at the meeting!"

Lu Xiaobu's answer was that he decided to take Li Zhijie as his brother, but the other team members swore that this story would be remembered by him foreve