The war of resistance against mountains is heavy

Chapter 2263 A big tree attracts the wind

Shang Zhen looked at himself in the photo in silence, and Qian Feng, Sancai, Hu Sheng and others who sent him the photo were also silent.

Shang Zhen had only taken a few photos before, but as soon as he saw the military uniform he was wearing in the photo, he knew when the photo was taken.

There was one time when Zhao Tieying caught a photographer from somewhere and brought back the camera and the solution for soaking film.

Of course he would not keep the new and interesting things to himself, so he "presented" them all to his commander Liu Chengyi.

Under Liu Chengyi's order, all officers above the battalion level in the 113th Division had their photographs taken, and Shang Zhen, the battalion commander, also took a photo, which was a rare occasion.

He had it at the time, and the division also kept it. As for who had the negative of the photo, he didn't know, but he didn't know how the photo got into the hands of the Japanese army.

But this is not the most important thing. As a veteran, Shang Zhen knows that there are many unsolved mysteries in this war-torn era, and there are no answers.

For example, if a soldier or officer goes missing in battle, perhaps only God knows where that person has gone. He may have died on the battlefield and no one came to collect his body, eventually turning it into a pile of bones. Or he may have gone far away from the battlefield to an unknown place, hiding his name until he died, and when he was buried his body turned into a pile of bones underground.

When people die, they will turn into bones. This is the same for everyone.

What Shang Zhen is most concerned about now is not how the Japanese army got his photo, but that they are holding his photo in their hands.

I am not the wife of a Japanese soldier waiting for him to return home on the Japanese archipelago. So the fact that the Japanese army is holding my photo and hunting down my company of new recruits should at least mean that I have been noticed by the Japanese devils, right?

Shang Zhen couldn't help but shook his head. Was he being too sentimental? Was he so famous now?

It was only at this time that Shang Zhen noticed that Sancai and the others were looking at him.

"Does this person look energetic?" Shang Zhen suddenly asked out of the blue.

Shang Zhen's question was a bit nonsensical, Hu Sheng, San Cai, and Niu Jingrui didn't react, but Qian Feng smiled and said, "The officer's clothes look quite spirited.

But Captain, I think your clothes are a little different from the Captain's."

"What's the difference?" Shang Zhen asked curiously.

"I can't explain it clearly, but it feels different anyway." Qian Feng scratched his head.

Shang Zhen smiled and stopped talking about it.

He had no intention of telling Qian Feng that he was actually a battalion commander. In Shang Zhen's eyes, there was actually no difference between a battalion commander and a company commander, as they all led troops to fight.

In terms of position, the regiment commander and the company or battalion commander are quite different. After all, more soldiers can accomplish great things.

Officers below the division commander and regiment commander are different. The division commander is called general, and so is a major general. Officers below the regiment commander are called colonels, and so is a major general. It sounds different!

An hour later, the villagers had sewed the food bags for the soldiers.

After they were sewn, they were naturally used to hold grain. However, ordinary people nowadays did not have extra cloth, so the cloth used to make the grain bags came in all colors, including black and gray, but also those made of flowered cloth.

Shang Zhen didn't mind this. What did he care about the color? A bag that could hold food was a good bag!

At this time, Xing Lei was smiling and circling in front of Hu Sheng and the others with the grain bag slung across his shoulder.

"What are you wandering around for? You're not the one carrying the flowered cloth." Hu Sheng looked at Xing Lei's smug look and knew he had something to say.

"Do you see anything different about my grain bag?" Xing Lei asked.

"What's the difference?" Hu Sheng couldn't see anything different about the grain bag he was carrying.

"This bag of mine is so precious. Hehe, it is made from the only pair of pants that store has." Xing Lei said.

"Ah?" Upon hearing what Xing Lei said, the others were stunned, and then burst into laughter.

They all know how poor the common people are nowadays. It is true that if a family has many people, the whole family can only wear one pair of pants. As for how to wear them, of course, whoever has something to do will go out, and if there is nothing to do, they will sit at home naked.

For example, if the head of the family dies or loses his ability to work and there is no other way to make a living, and there are more people in the family, you can imagine how poor the family will be.

"Company Commander!" At this time Shang Zhen also came over after hearing the news, and Xing Lei repeated what he had just said.

Shang Zhen didn't laugh. He shook his head and asked, "Did you give the money to that family?"

"Reporting to the company commander, I gave that family two dollars, which is enough to make a new set of clothes for everyone in his family!" Xing Lei reported with his chest puffed out.

"Okay!" Shang Zhen nodded, looked at the surrounding soldiers again and reiterated, "I'll say it again, you are not allowed to bully the civilians in our company!"

The soldiers said in unison, “Yes!”

At this point, the villagers who were watching confirmed that this team was quite different from other national troops.

"Do you know which national army we belong to?" Qian Feng asked the people loudly at the right time.

The common people naturally shook their heads.

"We are independent..." Qian Feng said loudly, but he stopped halfway. He wanted to say that we are from the Independent Brigade, but then he thought it was not right. Now they can no longer be considered members of the Independent Brigade.

"We are from Shang Zhen's company!" Qian Feng changed his words in time.

"Yes, we are from Shang Zhen's company!" the soldiers followed loudly.

It is easy to understand from the perspective of these soldiers. Under Shang Zhen's education, the new recruits are very willing to help the common people, and the later veterans like Ma Changgui now also know the rules of Shang Zhen's company.

If you are not allowed to bully the common people, then don’t bully them. They still need a big tree to block the wind and rain, and they don’t want to leave.

But then again, if we don't allow people to be bullied, then at least we can gain a good reputation!

When he saw the soldiers using their own names to announce the name of the team, this scene felt so familiar to Shang Zhen!

I remember that after their battalion defeated the Japanese, the old soldiers under his command also spread the same propaganda.

This kind of publicity is certainly beneficial, as it helps them recruit new soldiers!

Who doesn't like soldiers? It's just that bad troops conscript men, while good troops let people join voluntarily.

But Shang Zhen didn't laugh this time. He suddenly realized a problem. It wasn't because he had always known the names of the Japanese devils, but because he had really made a name for himself that he was targeted by the Japanese army.

Do I have such a great ability? Shang Zhen asked himself, it seems that I have a little bit, anyway, I have never heard of any junior officer who can kill so many Japanese devils like me.

If that's the case, then his marksmanship would definitely allow him to fight guerrilla warfare. It's understandable that he was targeted by the Japanese devils since he suddenly appeared in the independent brigade.

It’s better not to attract attention in the future, Shang Zhen thought to himself.

Shang Zhen was thinking about something. He looked at the ground as usual, and his expression was a little gloomy.

Originally, the soldiers thought that leaving a good reputation in the minds of the people was a good thing, but when they saw Shang Zhen's expression and saw that Shang Zhen did not look very happy, they reminded each other and finally calmed down.

Just because it was quiet, the report of a sentry running from outside the village became abrupt: "Company commander, we saw the Japanese in the north!"

What made the villagers feel that this team was different was what happened at the back. Shang Zhen had just asked the soldiers to carry the food bags on their backs.