Chapter 140: The First Voice (Third Update, Ask for Subscription)

The five men and five horses ran again, crossed Luojia'ao, crossed the wooden bridge under the slope, and finally saw the large group of men and horses who stopped to rest two miles ahead. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Wang Zuo was squatting on the mountain bag in front of him and looking at Qi Luo Jiao in the north, his face was white and red, red and white, and he hurriedly ran down the mountain bag after receiving an urgent report from his minions, and looked at the eldest brother Yuan Wencai, who seemed to be resting under the big camphor tree, and hurriedly trotted over.

Yuan Wencai strode up to greet him: "I heard that Senior Commander Zheng's team is blocked on the Qiluo Jiao in front, how is the situation?" ā€

Wang Zuo shook his head in discouragement: "Don't say it, I'll take you to see it, I estimate that another thousand brothers won't be able to beat him, alas! ā€

Yuan Wencai was stunned for a while, and hurriedly followed Wang Zuo to the mountain bag in front of him, stopped to look, and suddenly his whole body stiffened, like falling into an ice cave: "My God...... There are machine guns up and down, and there are probably more of them than ours...... It's too much! If you really want to fight, let alone thousands of people, even 5,000 people can only be sent to death......"

"Big brother, look! Two of them came with flags! ā€

Xie Guibiao, the sharp-eyed third child, announced loudly.

Everyone hurriedly looked at it, a bright red flag appeared under the flag in front of two and a half miles, two big men in gray military uniforms came quickly with flags, the yellow five-pointed star on the red flag was more and more clear and eye-catching under the sunlight, and soon saw the yellow hammer and sickle in the middle of the yellow five-pointed star.

Wang Zuo and Yuan Wencai looked at each other, and after a long while, Wang Zuo swallowed his dry throat and muttered, "It won't be the war book, right?" ā€

"No, Senior Commander Zheng and we have no grudges in the past, no enmity in recent days, I heard that he also served as an instructor at the Whampoa Military Academy, he was promoted to major general before the Northern Expedition, and he is still a member of the Communist Party, it is impossible for such a person not to be polite, plus Commissar Mao sent someone to pass on the message to him yesterday, so I guess he came to turn enemies into friends."

Yuan Wencai calmly analyzed.

Wang Zuo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and Xie Guibiao on the side exclaimed again: "Ma Gobi, I know the big man who raised the flag, and Lao Tzu's gun was scavenged by him!" ā€

Wang Zuo and Yuan Wencai hurriedly turned around, stared for a moment, and nodded to each other tacitly, He Zizhen, who had just climbed up, wanted to speak, but Yuan Wencai grabbed his arm and walked down.

"Big brother, what are you doing here?" He Zizhen complained dissatisfiedly.

Yuan Wencai explained in a low voice: "Master Zheng has sent someone over, get ready, wipe the dust off your face, comb your hair, and don't be afraid of making people laugh." ā€

"What am I afraid of? Hum! ā€

He Zizhen said that she was not afraid, but before she reached the bottom of the slope, she had already quietly taken out a handkerchief to wipe her face.

Yuan Wencai tidied up the literati robe on his body, tightened the shell gun wearing a leather holster around his waist, and Wang Zuo's two hundred brothers also cheered up, hurriedly lined up, clenched knives and guns one by one, raised their chests and protruding bellies, and slowly returned the momentum that had disappeared for a short time.

The two tall soldiers holding the red battle flag came fifty paces to the north, still maintaining their original walking speed, and stopped about ten paces in front of the line of more than 200 people.

The neat, tall and handsome officer on the left stepped forward, and under the nervous gaze of more than two hundred pairs of eyes, he saluted Yuan Wencai and Wang Zuo, who were standing at the front of the team with their guns on the handles:

"Hello everyone! I, Zheng Yi, the current instructor and division commander of the Nanchang Uprising Force of the National Revolutionary Army, have come to meet Comrade Yuan Wencai, deputy commander-in-chief of the Self-Defense Army, and Comrade Wang Zuo, captain of the Ciping Self-Defense Force! ā€

Wang Zuo's brothers exclaimed in an instant, and the team that had finally put up a posture was chaotic in a blink of an eye.

Wang Zuo, Yuan Wencai and several leaders were stunned, and the small comb that He Zizhen didn't have time to put away fell to the ground with a "snap", staring blankly at Zheng Yi with a smile under the fiery battle flag.

Seeing this, Zheng Yi took a few steps forward and came to Yuan Wencai and Wang Zuo, and smiled very politely: "The two brothers are probably Comrade Yuan Wencai and Comrade Wang Zuo, right?" ā€

Yuan Wencai hurriedly raised his hand and clenched his fists, and made a literati salute: "It's Yuan Wencai below, you ...... Is it really General Zheng Yi? ā€

Zheng Yi hugged his fists and returned the salute: "I have long admired the names of Yuan and Wang, due to busy military affairs, and no one recommended him, Zheng Yi has not had the opportunity to meet, yesterday due to military transfers, he took the lead in driving into Xiaping without the consent of the two, and now he is still nervous!" If you are rude, please bear with me, Zheng Yi will accompany the two brothers and Jinggangshan! ā€

"Where, where! General Zheng is polite, the general's prestige has long been like thunder! Brother, I didn't fulfill the friendship of the landlord, please forgive me! ā€

Yuan Wencai was impressed by Zheng Yi's courage and courage, coupled with Zheng Yi's smile on his face and his kind speech, Yuan Wencai had a great impression of him.

Wang Zuo also admired Zheng Yi's courage, but at this time, where was he willing to show weakness: "May I ask General Zheng, how do you plan to compensate?" ā€

As soon as these words came out, everyone was taken aback, and even Yuan Wencai, who was brave, resourceful and courageous, couldn't help but secretly pinch a cold sweat.

Zheng Yi still smiled, and seemed to be indifferent to Wang Zuo's questioning, but he didn't talk to Wang Zuo, and turned his gaze to the anxious Yuan Wencai:

"Comrade Yuan, did you meet Commissar Mao yesterday afternoon?"

Yuan Wencai breathed a sigh of relief, laughed and reported loudly: "See, Zai Xia and Commissioner Mao have been talking about it from evening to dark, very speculative!" ā€

"I'm ashamed to say that before Commissar Mao left, he left me a hundred long and short guns, and joked that if you want more, you just need to ask Master Zheng for it."

Zheng Yi couldn't help grinning: "In that case, I'm not welcome, let's call you Brother Yuan!" Now that we have met, it is only natural that I, an uninvited brother, should give a greeting gift......"

"That's it, I'll give Brother Yuan five Browning light machine guns and five boxes of ammunition later, and I beg Brother Yuan not to shirk!"

"What? Did you really send five light machine guns? Before the excited Yuan Wencai could thank him, Wang Zuo on the side had already shouted in disbelief.

Zheng Yi nodded solemnly: "That's right!" When Brother Yuan's team completes the reorganization, I will also give Brother Yuan a batch of military supplies to enhance the combat effectiveness of the team. ā€

"If Brother Wang is willing to pull up a team to work with us, I am willing to give Brother Wang a batch of weapons, Commissar Mao is right, there is no distinction between each other in the revolution, as long as your ministry is in need, I am sure that I will support a group."

Wang Zuo was greatly moved, and he was embarrassed to agree on the spot, he knew that the eldest brother Yuan Wencai had already made up his mind to follow Commissar Mao, as a brother in life and death who shared weal and woe, he Wang Zuo would also follow the eldest brother, but he couldn't pull it down for a while, so it was very contradictory.

Yuan Wencai was overjoyed and took the initiative to shake hands with Zheng Yi warmly: "Thank you, General Zheng, we will be a family from now on!" Why don't we go to the Humble House for a drink and celebrate? ā€

Zheng Yi laughed: "It's really worth celebrating!" Brother Yuan, Brother Wang, lunch time is almost here, and this place is only a few steps away from the Xiaping we borrowed, why don't we go to Xiaping together to have a good drink, and bring the weapon back by the way after drinking, how about it? ā€

Yuan Wencai agreed without hesitation, although Wang Zuo had concerns, but he didn't say it, but asked loudly rather provocatively: "Although our soju in Jinggangshan is not as expensive as the wine in the big places, it is also a well-known spirit, I don't know how much General Zheng drinks?" ā€

Zheng Yi looked Wang Zuo up and down: "I know that Brother Wang's martial arts are strong and his physique is outstanding, if you want to say that the younger brother is willing to bow down in a fight, but if you drink...... Hey! I'll talk about it after I'll try it with Brother Wang later, haha! ā€

At this time, not only Yuan Wencai's face was full of shock, but the brothers behind him all showed incredible looks.

Wang Zuo's amount of alcohol is first-class in the entire Jinggang Mountain, ordinary soju three catties down, and he can still play a few sets of boxing techniques vigorously, although the master Zheng in front of him is tall and handsome, and his bearing is extraordinary, but drinking is a real ability, not good-looking can win.

In a word, it really has to be compared to the amount of wine, and it is not yet known who will kill the deer!

**********

PS: The third update is sent!

Chapter 129 may not be so clear, Xiaohuo has been revised, you can go back and take a look at it again.

I didn't ask for subscriptions and tickets today, the results are so dismal, Xiaohuo is so aggrieved that I'm about to cry, subscriptions, rewards, recommended tickets and monthly passes, the better!

Finally, I ended with Director Zhou's poem:

Da Jiangge turned his head to the east, and the dense group helped the poor world.

Facing the wall for ten years, it is difficult to reward the heroes of the sea. (To be continued.) )