The tomb is very regular, the following circle is made of mountain stones, the soil above is very new, there is not a single weed, the surrounding several zhang are cleaned very clean, a stone tablet in front of the grave, engraved with a line of vigorous and powerful characters: the tomb of Zhao Ziming, the commander of the anti-Japanese rescue.

And the skeleton kneeling in front of the grave, after decades of wind and rain, has turned grayish-yellow, you can clearly see that the bones in the neck have been broken, and then tied with wire, the skeleton is not tall, less than 1.6 meters, maybe a Japanese.

Liu Ziguang asked, "Old man, who is this Zhao Ziming?" Surname Guo or surname Gong? ”

Old Chengtou said: "It's a long story, in 1937, the devil entered the Central Plains, first hit the Lugou Bridge, and then entered the Shanhaiguan, our ** in Nantai County ran away without a shot, the devil soldiers occupied Nantai, stationed a small team of men and horses, the people of the four townships and eight counties in the town, we Chinese also have fierce men who do not want to be slaves to the country, Commander Zhao pulled up the team, took the devil's gun tower overnight, cut off eighteen skulls, handed over a crooked handle, and since then erected the banner of our Nantai anti-Japanese salvation **, some people say that his surname is Guo, Some people say that his surname is Gonggong, and we ordinary people don't know those ways, only know that Commander Zhao's team is a good man who fights devils! ”

When the old man mentioned that year, his face was full of emotion, as if infinite past events came to his heart, Liu Ziguang was in awe, lit three cigarettes and placed them in front of the grave, and bowed respectfully three times.

"Old man, do you know Commander Zhao?"

Lao Cheng patted his thigh: "Not only do I know, I am still Commander Zhao's guard, I was exactly sixteen years old that year, and I was a hunter in the mountains with my father, my father and Commander Zhao hit it off at first sight, and worshipped the handle, and later my father died when he was fighting with the devil, and entrusted me to Commander Zhao as a guard." ”

"And then, how did Commander Zhao die?"

Lao Chengtou had finished smoking a bag of cigarettes, knocked the cigarette pot on the sole of his shoe, and was about to open the chatterbox, when a shout came from the direction of the village: "Grandpa, Uncle Liu, it's time to eat!" ”

"Let's go, I'll have time to tell you the story of Commander Zhao again." The old man got up and walked back to the village.

The banquet was already set up, the clumsy wooden table was set up in the courtyard, and on the bonfire was half a wild boar, the pig's hair had faded, the skin was brushed with a layer of wild honey, and the heads of fruit trees were roasted, and they were burnt and fragrant, and there were wild rabbits and wild mountain-chickens, and the farmer's home-brewed grain wine.

The simple men in the mountains smiled and invited the distinguished guests in the city to the table, everyone gathered together, drank the grain wine in large quantities, and chopped the large pieces of wild boar meat into strips with a knife, grabbed them with their hands and gnawed them directly, and ate their mouths full of oil, not to mention the refreshment.

Bei Xiaoshuai was drunk, and saw a group of dogs surrounded outside the yard, so he picked up a piece of wild boar and threw it out, and the dogs moved for a while, but none of them dared to move, because the big gray of the hairy boy's family was lying on his stomach at the door, and the dog stood up tall enough for one person, and it seemed that the breed was not a Chinese pastoral dog, but a purebred wolf dog.

Big Ash is like the leader of the group of dogs in the village, it doesn't move, no one dares to move, and Big Ash actually moves and throws the fragrant wild boar meat around him without even smelling it, looking proud.

"There's character, I like it!" Bei Xiaoshuai stood up and wanted to touch the big gray head, but was stopped by the hairy child: "Don't dare to touch it!" ”

"What's the matter, this dog is so fierce?" Bei Xiaoshuai didn't care, and continued to walk forward with dangling steps, and at this time, Da Ash had already sensed his evil intentions, and a pair of green eyes stared at him fiercely.

"Big Gray is not a dog, it's a wolf!" Mao Xiaoshuai's words scared Bei Xiaoshuai's alcohol half awake, it was actually a wolf! No wonder the eyes are so fierce.

"Hairy boy, your family is really **, it's too extravagant to get a wolf as a dog!" Bei Xiaoshuai stretched out his hands to show that he was not hostile, and walked back backwards, not forgetting to tease the hairy boy.

"It's a wolf cub picked up by my grandfather, I fed it since I was a child, and the dogs in the village are afraid of it, and it is not a housekeeper, but a hunting helper for my grandfather." The hairy boy explained very seriously.

"So, it caught hares or something?" Bei Xiaoshuai asked.

"It's almost the same, grandpa's body is not as good as before, if you want to put it aside, it won't be a problem to deal with a wild boar, but now you have to rely on the help of the big gray, right? Grandpa. ”

Hearing his great-grandson's inquiry, Lao Chengtou laughed and said, "I'm old, but it's not a problem to deal with a wild boar." ”

Liu Ziguang asked: "Do you really rely on steel forks to hunt wild boars?" ”

Lao Chengtou said: "That's still fake, I used to use guns to fight more, but later the guns were confiscated by the township government, so I had to dig a pit and use a steel fork." ”

Everyone is embarrassed, the wild boar is not as cute as the big fat pig in the feedlot, but it is extremely tough, there is no trace of fat on the body, the whole body is hard black mane, the mouth is full of fangs, and he likes to rub on the pine tree when he has nothing to do, and after getting a pine oil dry knot, it is a natural armor, this kind of fierce and cunning prey is even more dangerous than a tiger, and Lao Chengtou, an ancient old man in his eighties, can actually hunt with cold weapons, this is simply a myth!

"What gun did you use when you were old?" Liu Ziguang asked.

"That's a lot, I used a clay cannon when I learned to hunt with my father, and then I followed Commander Zhao, I made a Hanyang, good guy, the rifling of the gun is flat, and the bullets come out horizontally, I can't get used to it, so I paid a three-eight big cover, that guy is really good, within five hundred steps, where to fight, the little Japanese people are short, the gun can be high, and the bayonet is taller than me, and the bayonet is old and powerful, and our guerrillas can't kill one of them." Lao Cheng gestured and unconsciously told the story of the past.

Liu Ziguang thought of the articles in some magazines he had read about the Type 38 rifle, and asked: "I heard that the 38 gun is very powerful, and if it hits, it will be a penetrating injury, and it will be good to lie down for ten days and half a month, is it true?" ”

"Penetrating wounds?" Lao Chengtou was stunned for a moment, then understood, and said: "This is right, it is not right, if you get close to a shot, it is a small transparent hole, you can grow well after a month, if you take a shot every few hundred zhang, the gods can't save you, you know what's going on?" The bullet rolls when it enters the meat, the small eye goes in, and the hole with the big mouth of the bowl goes out, and it's strange if you don't die. ”

Liu Ziguang thought for a moment and understood what Lao Chengtou meant, the bullet used in the 38 gun has a small caliber, the initial speed, the trajectory is too stable, the close-range hit will not produce rolling, the distance is far away The bullet flight is unstable, and it will fly sideways when it encounters the target, so the damage caused is greater.

Lao Chengtou drank a few bowls of Baogu wine, talked about Xingda, and began to tell the story of Commander Zhao killing the devil, he pointed at Liu Ziguang and said: "Commander Zhao was about the same age as you back then, don't use two box guns, the crosshairs are frustrated, the marksmanship is really speechless, the sparrow in the sky will be beaten down as soon as he raises his hand, and every twenty steps away, he can hit the bullet into the cartridge case, the devil is afraid when he sees his banner, and the puppet army runs away when he hears his name, he dares to go into the county town alone in broad daylight to drink, and listen to the play under the devil's turret." ”

"Then ...... later," Liu Ziguang wanted to speak and stopped.

Lao Chengtou sighed: "Alas, Commander Zhao is the reincarnation of Zhao Yun, and thousands of devil soldiers can kill seven in and seven out in the encirclement, and they can't stand the traitor betrayal, the devil paid a reward of 10,000 yuan to buy Commander Zhao's head, and the traitor who lost his conscience sold him, that day Commander Zhao entered the city to shave his head, his head was tied to a chair by a shaver, and he blindfolded him with lime powder, poor a good man, so he killed more than a dozen puppet soldiers, and finally was shot three times and captured alive." ”

The atmosphere was a little depressing, everyone shook their heads and sighed, mourning for the heroes who died more than sixty years ago, Lao Chengtou was a little sad and didn't want to say any more, Liu Ziguang also opened the topic at the right time and asked him how many wild boars he could hunt in a month.

This is because Liu Ziguang noticed that the men who accompanied the guests in the village did not eat much meat, and thought that they were tired of eating wild boar, but looking at their physique and complexion, they did not look like they were very well nourished.

Wild Boar Yu is very poor, this Liu Ziguang knows, otherwise the hairy children would not have dropped out of school to work in the city, and there are several teenagers in the same village, all of whom stopped going to school at the age of twelve or thirteen, and went to the city to be a small worker, and they were very happy to give 300 yuan a month for food and housing.

Seeing the appearance of the wild boar valley with his own eyes confirmed Liu Ziguang's judgment, this is completely a paradise, with the most primitive method of slash-and-burn farming, a few acres of thin fields, fruit trees in the mountains, and not abundant prey, maintaining the economy of the small village, the whole village can not find a few electrical appliances, probably in addition to buying salt and kerosene in the countryside, the villagers are isolated from the outside world.

"In the past few years, there have been fewer wild boars, and you can beat two in a month, and it is not bad to complete the tasks in the township," a villager interjected, he was wearing an old white-washed military uniform, and the buttons were still red bakelite buttons, but this dress was obviously his best clothes, and the other mountain people were dressed in the same way, old military uniforms, jackets with outdated styles for at least 20 years, liberation shoes stained with yellow mud, straw sandals, if this dress walked in the city, even beggars were brighter than them.

But the smiles on the faces of the mountain people were extremely sincere, and their enthusiasm was completely different from that of the head of the Gao township, who was counting on these people to invest in Tianjie Township, while the mountain people were completely out of simple hospitality.

"Still have a mission in the township?" Liu Ziguang said strangely.

"Yes, two wild boars a month, and I will send teachers to my village primary school after handing them in." The mountain man replied.

Everyone felt that this crispy and delicious wild boar couldn't swallow it, and after a moment of silence, Liu Ziguang asked: "How many teachers do we need in Yezhuyu Primary School?" ”