On the long dirt road, a figure walked alone.

He was dressed like an ordinary peasant, his army-green shirt was tattered and patched and still showed a few small holes, his khaki trousers were up to his knees, he was wearing a pair of torn rubber shoes on his feet, a wide-brimmed straw hat on his head, and a flat pole on his shoulder, which was empty, and he didn't know what was stuffed at his waist.

The weather is hot, and it is not much better than midsummer, and the sun makes people panic.

The back of the man was already wet with sweat, and it was pulled up to his waist in an inverted triangle, and he didn't stop for a moment when he encountered a few shady places on the road, as if he was in a hurry to do something.

There was not a single pedestrian on the road, so naturally no one noticed the hungry wolf-like eyes under the straw hat.

His name is Zhang Dacang, a very simple and ordinary name, and in today's society, it is too vulgar to take a name that no one knows the word.

In fact, it is true, he was an orphan when he was a child, and he was able to call Zhang Cannon a few years ago, when he heard that there was something called Cannon in the army, which was particularly powerful, so he changed his name and called him Cannon.

His comrades-in-arms joked with him about this, saying that if you knew that there was another one who was even more powerful than the plane, would he have changed his name to Zhang Plane now? Before, his name was Gou'er, and as for his parents, he couldn't remember whether he was starved to death or killed earlier, when he was still young, how could he remember so many things.

Later, he joined the army, relying on the ruthlessness he cultivated since childhood, he was ruthless to others, and even more ruthless to himself, and became a squad leader.

His squad leader is the best, although he is ruthless, but it is only forced by the environment, in essence, he is still the boy who was given a mouthful of food and always smirked at the boy who kept watch for others.

When I was a child, I saw a lot of people who ate Guanyin and ate until they were swollen to death, and they ate until their stomachs were bigger than twenty pounds of watermelon, but they couldn't relieve life and suffocate to death.

So since he was a child, he learned to pretend to be pitiful, to beg for alms, or to grab food from those wild dogs on the side of the road, and he also killed many wild dogs, and secretly sacrificed his teeth, regardless of whether those wild dogs carried viruses or something.

just crawled out of the pile of dead people for his life, and he was so lonely all his life.

Later, when he came to the army, he became a squad leader, even if he was the smallest position, but he was also the most dazzling one, and there were more than 1,000 people in the whole regiment, who didn't look at it and wanted to go to his squad.

Everyone knows that Zhang Dacang, the squad leader of the third battalion, is a guy who is ruthless to others, even more ruthless to himself, and is so good to his own people.

The army guards the calves, Zhang Cannon has taken this sub calf protection to the extreme, and when the regiment commander came to inspect in person, he said that the soldiers of their squad are not, and Zhang Cannon rushed up to fight with the regiment commander.

If it weren't for that incident, he wouldn't have been a soldier for so many years and still be a squad leader.

It is said that even if the battalion commander sees the soldiers of their class, he has a headache, there is Zhang Cannon, he can't fight, he can't scold, but under Zhang Cannon's **, the combat effectiveness of that squad is the most in the whole regiment.

The battalion commander directly under the central government, pinched his nose and invited Zhang Dacang to have a meal, let him take care of the soldiers under him, and don't make trouble.

Zhang Dacang smiled and agreed, what should I do.

The battalion commander could only pinch his nose and admit it.

During that time, it was said that all kinds of nostalgia, all kinds of things were not things, but they also changed Zhang Dacang's perception of the world, and that time was his most unforgettable and happiest time.

Later, for some reason, the whole regiment was pulled over to secretly participate in various battles, and there were fewer and fewer people who dared to joke with him and say that you didn't change your name to Zhang Airplane, until the end, there was no one.

was pitted by Zhang cannon, how many times did he scold behind his back, and the battalion commander who still crossed his arms face to face also died in a battle, and died silently, until he found that he died under a fragment of an earthen ** when he counted the battlefield.

As luck would have it, the fragment just went through the temple, and without a single hum, the head blossomed.

So many people are dying gradually, so many people are filling in, some are rising step by step, some are dying as they deserve, and Zhang Dacang is still the squad leader of the first class.

The seventh regiment of flowing water, the leader of the first squad of iron.

It wasn't until later that the regiment commander who had a conflict with Zhang Dacang also died, and he died in Zhang Cannon's arms, shot in the lungs, and his whole mouth kept spitting blood foam out.

When he was dying, he didn't say anything, so he told Zhang Dacang, you are a good soldier, and that time you said that you were going to go for a routine inspection, but in fact, I went to see you.

He also said that you have a temperament like a wolf, you have to grind, put you in a shift for so long, and have been watching you, I was going to let you be a company commander and continue to grind after this battle, but I didn't expect this to be a chance.

The old head seemed to have some regrets when he died, and at that time, Zhang Dacang, who was still young, cried like a tearful man.

Later, the entire Seventh Regiment could no longer find anyone he knew, and the long-lost loneliness came to his heart again, and the masculine Zhang Cannon left the unit.

When I walked, I turned back three times, told myself countless times that there was nothing worth nostalgic here, staggered forward countless times, looked back countless times, and hoped that those comrades-in-arms who had turned into dust would once again stand in front of me, joking with their names.

Nothing......

When he returned to his hometown, Zhang Dacang was only in his twenties at the time, with a dignified appearance, plus he came out of the army, and soon entered the palace of marriage.

It's just that the good times didn't last long, and on his thirtieth birthday, he was waiting for his mother to return with his four-year-old daughter, but he got bad news.

His wife, the mother of her own daughter, was given a qj by a boy in the city, and jumped off the roof of the building when she was halfway home.

The heartbroken Zhang Dacang waited for three whole nights at the son's brother's house with a dagger, and killed the entire family of four, including the father's father, with a dagger.

After committing the crime, he didn't need others to arrest him, so he took the dagger and turned himself in.

At that time, he didn't know that three nights after he disappeared, his young daughter had almost starved to death in his own home.

The case was sentenced, the death penalty.

Later, for the sake of extenuating circumstances, coupled with the fact that someone secretly estimated that someone had interceded with him, he was sentenced to life imprisonment.

Zhang Dacang doesn't care about these, for him, where to live is not alive, as long as he is alive, he has done these things, he is ready to die, and it is already very unexpected for him to be alive.

It's just that after regaining his senses, he inevitably remembered his young daughter again, saying that he had no remorse, that was false, and that he said remorse, which was also false.

After he made that decision, he knew that his wolf nature was still not polished thoroughly, no matter how many times he was asked to make such a decision, no matter how many times he was asked to choose at this fork in the road, even if he was asked to watch his young daughter choose.

He will still make the same choice as before, there is no forbearance in his temperament, if there is one, it is similar to those three nights of motionless lurking, in order to obtain greater results.

Let him live alone and raise his daughter, and then watch the boy continue to bully men and women, and his own wolf nature does not allow him to do this.

Until now, he still remembers that when the family of four was tied up and knelt in front of him, the boy didn't even want to kneel in front of him to beg for mercy.

I still remember that I seemed to have stabbed him six times, two knives in the tendons, two knives in the tendons, one knife in the lower body, and one knife in the neck.

To be honest, it was terrible, and he regretted a little, why didn't he let that person die a little longer?

I heard that there is a way to die called Ling Chi, even if he hasn't learned it, but he should still be able to cut hundreds of knives by drawing a gourd.

Just let him die so happily, what about the insults that the child suffered?

Life in prison is very regular, and in a trance it seems to be back to the life of my time in the army, except for the occasional thought of my daughter, everything seems to be fine.

There are a lot of snakes, insects and rats in the prison, and they all know that he was born as a soldier king, and he hasn't died after killing four people in a row, whether it is ruthless or background strength, these people are not worthy of lifting shoes for him, so no one comes to provoke him.

Until one day, someone came to him with a photo of his daughter and asked him to do one thing, one of his old jobs.

Homicide.

But this time it was an assassination.

Zhang Dacang dragged the messenger boy into a corner and beat him badly, broke a tendon, and then escaped from prison according to the information provided by the man.

If I am not mistaken, this is already the second year, and before I know it, I am already forty years old.

The second year, the third threatened.

Zhang Dacang only felt that there was a fire in his heart that was about to explode, and the woman he had hidden before was the mistress of the person he had found who had been hiding behind the scenes, in the end, she was from the city, with fine skin and tender meat, and she couldn't help but be tortured, and the taste was also excellent, and the evil fire that had been raised for so long was vented cleanly on that sheep-like body.

It's a pity, he can't let you spread the news, he can only kill her with a dead hand, he already knows some general information about that person, as long as he gives himself a little more time, and when this task is over, he can find out that person.

After finding out, his daughter will be considered completely safe.

Forty years of life, twenty-eight years for yourself, ten years for your mother, and the rest of these years will be given to you, baby.

Zhang Dacang let out a long breath, glanced at the sun hanging high, and licked his lips.

He almost forgot his vague memory, his code name in the army at that time seemed to be called Lone Wolf?

It's good, it's a good fit.