"You are too worried," Deng Huazheng said, from his previous life, he has deep respect for these veterans, no matter which camp they are, "Those who dared to fight with the little devils back then are national heroes, and they should be respected by future generations!"

The girl looked at the young man in front of her in surprise: "Hey, do you know that saying this will cause you big trouble." ”

"History remembers the great achievements of our predecessors," Deng Hua sighed lightly, "At the critical moment when China was dying, you veterans were the backbone of the nation!"

The old man let out a breath of turbidity, as if a knot in the deepest part of his heart had opened: "Okay, the old man has lived for decades, and he has never regretted going to the battlefield back then, but it is the first time he has accepted the salute from the Red Sè soldiers! Young man, the old man has officially asked you to be my guide, I don't know if you are still willing?"

"It's natural to do things for the old squad leader!" Deng Hua smiled slightly, and the girl suddenly found that this guy was not so annoying, at least he made her grandfather very happy. Deng Hua didn't let the two of them rent a car, to be honest, it was too inconvenient to rent a car in Gucheng County, but fortunately his father still had an old jeep.

Sitting in this car, the girl Liao Yuhan frowned: "What a broken car, it's too uncomfortable to sit on, if you go a long way, you won't be tired!"

"Hehe, this car is good," the old man Liao Guangfu sat on the co-pilot and said with a smile, "The American-made one I sat in in 46 years is not as comfortable as this." ”

During the war years, even ordinary officers of the national army were not blessed to sit in a car instead of driving, and the car may have been able to get it, but fuel was a problem. Deng Hua glanced at the old man in surprise: "You were very beautiful when you were old!"

"Hey, deputy commander of the U.S. Weapons Light Equipment Division," Liao Guangfu shook his head, "That was fifty years ago, don't mention it!"

Feelings are still the old Jiang lineage, Deng Hua smiled, the old and the young talked about military things, and they often argued. Deng Hua was a military fan in his past and present lives, and military affairs are a lifelong complex for Liao Lao.

This meeting made Liao Yuhan speechless: "What do you have to fight for, is there still a possibility of war in China?"

Both of them were stunned, and then laughed, it was the first time for Liao Yuhan to see his grandfather with such a comfortable smile. Liaojiaping is 60 kilometers away from the county seat of Gucheng County, which is a small town at the junction of three provinces, and this is the ancestral home of Liao Lao.

The Liao family was a big family in the early years, and after a series of changes, Liao Jiaping has not lived up to its name. Liao Guangfu knew very well everything that happened after the founding of the People's Republic of China, and the old man could see it, so he didn't go to the ancestral hall that was demolished in the red sè era to pay his respects, and directly found the ancestral tomb in Houshan and put a full set of family items to pay tribute to the ancestors.

The smoke of cigarettes here has attracted a few villagers who have been patrolling the mountains, and since the forest fires in 1987, the mountains have increased their jurisdiction over various ritual activities. Usually it is not allowed to burn paper in the wild, and if it happens, it will be trouble, Deng Hua will greet him, he doesn't want Liao Lao to be disturbed.

If it is true that there is a purpose to start approaching the ancestors and grandchildren, after more than half a day of getting along, they have become friends with this old general, and they have long forgotten their previous utilitarianism. With his lazy otaku Xingzi, it is difficult to maintain long-term attention to one thing.

If he didn't want to protect his family, he would even be a pure martial arts person who travels the rivers and lakes after being reborn. The person who came looked serious: "It is strictly forbidden to burn paper incense in the mountains, who are you from the Liao family?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, these two are expatriates who have returned to China to worship their ancestors, and I would like to ask you to make it easier. As he spoke, Deng Hua took out the Great China that had been prepared a long time ago, stuffed a box in each person's hand, took out a lighter, and lit it for a few people, "You see, the old man has been away from his hometown for fifty years, and he came back to worship his ancestors for the first time, don't worry, we will definitely pay attention to safety." ”

The leading villager gasped: "Great China?"

"Is this cigarette expensive?"

The little head rolled his eyes: "The money for this box of cigarettes is enough for you to patrol the mountains for a month!"

The other people were red-eyed, looked at each other, exchanged glances to each other, and a few people slowly dispersed, surrounding Deng Hua in the middle: "Boy, take out all the valuable things that you know, don't say that the brothers won't give you a chance!"

"Part-time robbery?" Deng Hua was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, this is not the first time that these people have done this, three surrounded Deng Hua, and the other three stood on the periphery to prevent Deng Hua from escaping, and also to prevent the old and the young from leaving.

The leader bared his teeth: "Part-time robber, this name is good, rest assured, just with this name, I will leave you a whole corpse!"

"Do you still dare to kill people?" Deng Hua couldn't stay calm at this time, it wasn't anything else, the two in the back, holding a double-barreled shotgun in their hands, this guy was fighting one by one, not as easy to dodge as Black Star!

The two of them are very particular about their position, and they are in a corner, and it is unlikely that Deng Hua will resist and hit at the same time, not to mention that he has to rush through the encirclement of three people. In the presence of Deng Hua alone, there are countless ways, but there are still one old and one young over there!

The most terrible grandfather and grandson didn't know that there was a situation here, Deng Hua smiled bitterly, he actually made such a low-level mistake! I had heard for a long time that the law and order in the Sanzhi area here was very chaotic, but I definitely didn't expect that I would encounter a robbery with a gun, and my luck after being reborn was really against the sky!

Over there, Liao Lao finally noticed that something was wrong: "Xiao Deng, what's the matter?"

"It's okay, you're busy!" Deng Hua waved his hand, these two still have a chance to fight if they come in, if they come in, there is no chance at all!

Liao Lao seemed to be busy with the work at hand, took Liao Yuhan's hand, and walked towards the mountain, as if he wanted to visit the scenery. Deng Hua secretly praised, this old man is very clear, he must have seen the problem, and he didn't want to let himself have worries, so he didn't alarm a few guys to leave.

The old and the young did not attract the attention of these six, and their attention was all focused on Deng Hua. Not only are those two dressed very ordinary, but it is also difficult for people to feel threatened, Deng Hua is a brand, and he is still a young man, and anyone will regard him as the first threat.

The leader shouted: "Hurry up, don't be delusional that there will be outsiders to save you, there will be no one in the mountains this season." ”

Looking at a boulder flashed by Liao Lao and the others, Deng Hua slowly reached into his arms, he didn't dare to move too much, the shotgun over there was not a vegetarian. Several people stared at Deng Hua nervously, and the two who held the guns had even hooked the trigger! Finally, Deng Hua took out the wallet in his arms, and with a shake of his hand, the banknotes and bank cards in it were scattered all over the ground.

As soon as the mountain wind blew, a few banknotes flew away with the wind and actually flew into the grass. The mountain people of this era, except for the season of selling grain, rarely see this kind of big money, two people are in a hurry, carrying the machete in their hands to chase the money, maybe feel that the confrontation of six to one is enough to make the target desperate to struggle.

A blue-and-gray Four Great Men coincidentally landed next to a gunman, and it seemed that he was going to go with the wind, and the gunman bent down to pick it up. The other watched his companion go to pick up the money, and barely swallowed a mouthful of saliva, this is the moment!