At this time, Wang Laomao threw the difficult problem to Lao Huotou. He had also thought about it. If Lao Huotou proposed to split up, he would agree, but no matter what, he could not let Lao Huotou take Shang Zhen away.
Wang Laomao never expected that this kid Ma Ganer would become so important today!
At this time, Old Huo was still squinting his eyes, like an old fox.
Old Huo is not the kind of person who acts on impulse like Wang Laomao and the others, but that doesn't mean he will be offended by a villain like Hou Kanshan.
Seeing Wang Laomao asking him what to do, he blinked again before saying, "We're all fighting the Japanese in the same trench. It wouldn't be good to separate. Who knows if we'll run into the Japanese again? Of course, there's strength in numbers."
After hearing what Old Huo said, Wang Laomao breathed a sigh of relief, but then Old Huo said "but" which made him anxious again.
"But after all, we are not from the same unit. You are also a veteran. How can we fight together with each side having its own little thoughts?" Old Huo said again.
There is nothing wrong with what Old Huo said!
They didn't just talk about Wang Laomao and his men, but also brought their own people along.
This statement was impeccable, and even Hou Kanshan, who had just been arguing like a gossipmonger, was speechless. What's more, Hou Kanshan had said everything he needed to say during the argument just now. If he said anything else now, it would just be repetitive talk, and there would be no taste in chewing over the same rice that had already been chewed.
"Then tell me what to do?" Wang Laomao asked.
"Look at you, Wang Laomao, you used to be a platoon leader. A platoon leader is someone who leads troops into battle, not a high-ranking official.
I'm not bragging, but if I were a platoon leader, I would have been one long ago. All the soldiers I led have become company commanders." Old Huotou Kaba continued with his eyes wide open.
Hou Kanshan next to him moved his lips and wanted to say something but in the end he didn't say it because Wang Laomao had already nodded.
What Old Huo said was also correct.
What kind of rank is a platoon leader? Leading soldiers into battle at the grassroots level, let alone a platoon leader, even a company commander or battalion commander, if you don't sometimes lead the charge, how can you expect to win? Being a platoon leader can actually lead to your own demise, as happened to Li Fushun.
"So I suddenly have this idea now, do you think it's feasible?" Old Huo's eyes continued to look at Kaba.
"If you have something to say, just say it quickly—" Hou Kanshan was annoyed that Old Huo was being too slow.
"With a bear like you, if we beat you eight times a day in our company, you have no right to speak here!" As Hou Kanshan spoke, a soldier on Lao Huo's side also spoke.
That soldier was also a veteran. He was the one who had faked his death by using a submachine gun under the shooting of the Japanese army with Lao Huotou's gang. His name was Qiu Bo.
After hearing what Qiu Bo said, Hou Kanshan became unhappy again. He could lose the battle but not the battle. Hou Kanshan stiffened his neck and tried to act like a coward again, but was glared back at by Wang Laomao.
Wang Laomao is now beginning to be annoyed with Hou Kanshan, thinking to himself, you idiot, you have offended everyone, and look at how Ma Gan'er gets along with others?
Old Huo ignored Hou Kanshan, completely treating him as air. He continued, "Why are our two groups like two ropes that can't be twisted together? My idea is, why don't we elect an official? Then we will have a unified command."
When the old Huotou mentioned Wang Laomao, the old man's eyes lit up. He thought to himself, no wonder this old guy is so cunning, it turns out he also came from a Huzi family!
Wang Laomao was originally from a Huzi family. When Old Huo mentioned the braid, Wang Laomao felt a sense of familiarity for some reason.
It seems that in this world, it’s not just heroes who sympathize with each other, it also includes bandits.
"But who do you think can convince the masses? It has nothing to do with me, the platoon leader. Just now, you said that the platoon leader is not an official!" Wang Laomao is very self-aware. He has already called Lao Huotou "man".
In Northeastern dialect, calling someone "yemen" does not just mean that the other person is an old man, it is a respectful title, a name for people of the same age as your father.
However, Wang Laomao could call him that, but if Lao Huotou volunteered to be the leader, he would definitely not agree.
"Hehe." Old Huotou smiled with his eyes half closed, "Say I'll be the leader—"
He deliberately prolonged his voice, and just when Hou Kanshan was about to object with a frown on his face, Old Huo said again, "Then you must disagree."
Old Huotou's panting words made Hou Kanshan so angry that he almost blurted out a curse, "You fucking know I won't agree, yet you still keep me in suspense!"
But at this moment, Old Huo said again: "I think there is only one person here who is suitable to be our leader."
"Who?" asked Wang Laomao.
"Him!" Old Huo pointed at Shang Zhen who was sitting outside the crowd.
The few people headed by Qiu Bo were fine, as they didn't know Shang Zhen, but this "he" of Old Huotou was really beyond the expectations of Wang Laomao and the others.
As for Shang Zhen, who had been staying out of the brothers' feud since the beginning, he was even more stunned!
In Shang Zhen's opinion, no matter whether it was Wang Laomao's group or Lao Huotou's group, if they started quarreling, it would be a fight between gods and there would be no place for a mortal like him to get involved.
He also thought about whether they would split up.
But his idea was different from everyone else's. He thought that whoever was willing to join me could join me, and whoever was not willing to join me could continue on their own. If he could get food somewhere, he could also have some time to exercise properly, so that others would not call him a sticky person!
So when Old Huo pointed at himself and asked him to be the leader of the team, he was really surprised!
But Shang Zhen was only surprised for a short while, then he calmed down. He thought Old Huo must be joking. Forget it! He should just stay out of it and wait and see what happens. So he closed his mouth that was wide open in surprise and started to watch.
But Shang Zhen wasn't the only one who was surprised. Hou Kanshan, who had been watching from the side, took a look at the thin-skinned Shang Zhen, then looked at the old Huotou who could neither be serious nor serious. Finally, he said, "You are not kidding, are you?"
Hou Kanshan had just finished saying this when the expressions of Old Huotou and Qiu Bo opposite him suddenly fell.
But before Qiu Bo could say anything, Wang Laomao, who was in a state of deep thought, slapped Hou Kanshan in the face.
I don’t know how much strength Wang Laomao used, but the hit was really a “bang”!
Ouch, that slap was so loud that Hou Kanshan covered his face with his hands and squatted down!
But Wang Laomao's anger did not subside because it was all eliminated by the slap. Instead, he raised his leg and kicked Hou Kanshan again, knocking him to the ground.
"Fuck you!" Wang Laomao was really angry. "Who the hell are you talking to? Do you have the right to talk here?"
The slap and kick from Wang Laomao made Hou Kanshan dumbfounded. He lay on the ground, covering his face and not daring to move.
Hou Kanshan has always been Wang Laomao's soldier, and it has been a long time since he was intimidated by Wang Laomao's "tyrannical power".
He is a person who bullies the weak and fears the strong. This is because Li Fushun was killed. If Li Fushun had not been killed, if he dared to bully Shang Zhen all the time, then as Qiu Bo had said before, Li Fushun would beat him eight times a day!
"Get out of the way!" Wang Laomao looked at Hou Kanshan hatefully and wanted to kick him again.
Although his kick was a feint, it scared Hou Kanshan so much that he actually rolled to the side.
After finishing off Hou Kanshan, Wang Laomao fell into deep thought again. After a moment, he looked up and said to Lao Huotou, "I think it's okay!"
"Ah?" At this point, Shang Zhen was completely surprised.
If Old Huo was joking when he suggested that he be the leader of more than a dozen people, but Old Wang actually agreed, then it was no longer a joke.
But Shang Zhen still found this so unbelievable that he asked cautiously, "Am I crazy, or are you?" Then, not forgetting to touch his nose, he asked, "Me, a new recruit?"