Chapter 4 The Flag is Fluttering (2 times)

"Little devil!" Zhang Songling gritted his teeth and scolded, his voice was not very high, and the expression on his face was not very excited. Some hatred does not need to be vented immediately. The longer you hold it in your heart, the clearer your mind will be when it comes to revenge.

This made the golden ring impress him. According to this person's inference, after hearing the news that the old hunchback died in battle, the white and chubby young master of the landlord's family in front of him should be shouting to avenge the old man! At the very least, he should have wept bitterly and begged him to take him back to see the old man's body. Unexpectedly, the young man just whispered a curse and accepted the reality. It's as if he's used to seeing life and death.

If he could know that in just two months, Zhang Songling had already experienced two life and death partings, he would not feel strange. The person who rolled twice in a row in the Ghost Gate Pass, even if he was weak in his heart before, should have been ground out of calluses a long time ago. Lying on the sack bag with the scent of wheat, silently thinking about his thoughts for half a minute, Zhang Songling tried his best to raise his head, looked at the eyes of the gold ring and said: "The grace of saving my life, I dare not say thank you!" If there is still a shortage of soldiers under the account of the head of the regiment. I'm willing to be your pawn! ”

"Yo drink! How do you know that Lao Tzu's surname is Ji? You woke up earlier?! The golden ring was taken aback, and the two thick eyebrows jumped, quickly wrinkled.

"I once heard Xiao Er's family say that there is a head Ji who will help the Iron and Blood Society!" Zhang Songling smiled and explained very briefly, "I am in charge of the bookkeeping myself, and these sacks of grain have to be counted almost every day. ”

From the words of the other party in the previous few words of the Iron Blood Society, Zhang Songling guessed that this person was related to the two batches of Hanyang Brewing of the Iron Blood Society. And the sacks that he was pressing under him at this moment were exactly the same as those stored in the warehouse in the backyard of the ancient temple by the Iron and Blood Society. Thinking of the price that the Iron and Blood Society paid in order to get two batches of Hanyang Manufacturing, the answer has already come out.

Listening to Zhang Songling's words, Head Ji's face suddenly became very embarrassed. After looking around for a while, he turned his head back and explained sarcastically: "When I arrived at Weijiazhuang with my brothers, there were no more Chinese in the village. Those little devils hated the hunchbacked old man and pulled them on their backs before he died, and were stabbing the old man with bayonets. The brethren rushed over first, killed them with a large blade, and avenged the old man. And then they pulled you out under the Rocks! ”

Looking at Zhang Songling's clean eyes, he smiled, and he continued to add: "Lao Tzu sees that you still have a breath, I wanted to find a local and entrust you to them." As a result, I searched the entire village, but I couldn't find even a big living person! It was in the backyard of the ruined temple that this batch of grain was found. Lao Tzu thought about it, anyway, even if Lao Tzu didn't take the food away, he would have to be cheap little devil later. He simply found a few wagons and more than a dozen large animals from the village that had no time to be taken away, and brought back all the grain. By the way, there are still those bullets, and the boxes haven't even been opened, alas! ”

"Alas!" Zhang Songling also sighed with him, tried to raise his head higher, and looked back through the gap let out by the people in the car. I saw that more than a dozen other carts were following behind, or being pulled by horses, and the latter was dragged by ropes and rumbled forward. Each car was lined with neat sacks and wooden boxes. Around each car, there were many soldiers with guns on guard. When a certain car slows down, or is stuck in a stone, an officer with a special group of people runs over, hunched over, pulls forward and pushes back.

In contrast, the big car Zhang Songling is in is the easiest one. The cart was only half loaded with a hemp bag, and the horses pulling the cart were also equipped with three horses. And a few people sitting in the carriage, with epaulets or stars sewn on them, or with bars, obviously have different identities.

Although Zhang Songling couldn't recognize the meaning of the stars and bars on the epaulettes, he could also guess that he was riding in an officer's car. Hurriedly tried to prop his body up a little more, and thanked him loudly: "For you, I've caused you all trouble." I'll go down and walk by myself in a while, and I'll go down in a while! ”

"Lie down! You are injured by a devil and are eligible to ride in this car! Head Ji stretched out his fat hand and forcibly pressed Zhang Songling down, "You're welcome!" In this life, Lao Tzu admired people of a kind. I've checked the corpses of the little devils, the six of you, and I killed them six and a half. If we Chinese soldiers could have this kind of record, we would have driven the devil back to our hometown long ago! ”

Speaking of the achievements of his colleagues in the army, Commander Ji's face was even more ashamed, sighed, and continued: "If you want to do it with Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu can't ask for it. But let's talk ugly things ahead, in the army, life is notoriously hard! Don't regret it! ”

"I'm not afraid, I originally wanted to be a soldier!" Zhang Songling smiled and dismissed Captain Ji's warning.

Head Ji didn't know anything about Zhang Songling's past, so he didn't realize the meaning of the second half of his sentence. I thought it was the young man's hard mouth, shook his head, and said with a smile: "When I didn't suffer from it, everyone said that." I really suffered a lot, and one by one I went to cry my father and call my mother again. But you've seen blood, so it's not like them! ”

As he spoke, he quickly turned his head to Zhang Songling's left side and commanded loudly: "Old dog, this fat boy will be handed over to you." Don't you keep saying that you want me to find you a helper who can write and calculate? ”

"Hey!" An officer with three triangular copper beans sewn on his shoulders and a golden bar pressed under the copper beans raised his hand and saluted, and said yes in succession.

"When you get to the station later, you take him to the medical camp first, and find Dr. Li to check his body well, so as not to leave any secret injuries." Head Ji thought about it and continued to advise.

"Got it, don't worry! He can't die! The officer, who was called Old Dog, was a little impatient and replied very impolitely.

Head Ji was not angry, smiled and turned his gaze to Zhang Songling, "Is there anyone else in the family?" Do you want to leave them a letter? The troops are not far from here, and even if they are to be transferred soon, it will be a few days. You wrote it yourself, and I sent someone to send it to Weizhuang. I guess by then, it's time for them to run back from the mountains! ”

"Not in Weizhuang!" Zhang Songling shook his head slightly, but soon the old military division's cheap smile flashed in front of him, sighed, and added sadly: "That hunchbacked old man is my grandfather." I came to see him on summer vacation! Didn't expect ......"

"The old man is a hero!" Head Ji patted Zhang Songling's shoulder with his hand to show comfort, "Don't worry, when we left, we had already buried him." Buried side by side with your companions on the hillside behind the village, the little devil's head was cut off and placed in front of their grave. ”

He did not deceive Zhang Songling, in fact, when he found out that half of the squad of devils was destroyed by six villagers. Head Ji has already decided to bury these people properly. In this era, there are too many survivors and betrayers, and those who are willing to die are already rare. He would never dare to let the corpses of those who died in anger be in the wilderness!

"Thank you!" Zhang Songling rubbed his eyes and quickly wiped away the tears that flowed out.

"You're welcome!" Head Ji shook his head, his eyes looking so profound.

Zhang Songling knew that the other party might have remembered something on his mind, so he closed his mouth in amusement. His only concern for Weijiazhuang was the old military master Wei Ding. Now that I heard that the old military division had been buried in the ground, and there were still the heads of the devils who were buried, my spirit was relaxed, and my consciousness soon became blurred again.

"Hey, hey......" The old officer leaned over and gently patted Songling's face with his hand.

"Let him sleep!" Head Ji stopped the old dog's attempt to wake up Zhang Songling in a low voice, "Don't you see, he has been holding on just now?" ”

The old dog pouted and stuck out his tongue. Then he put away his smile and lowered his voice to ask Head Ji, "Then after we go back, what will we say after we go back?!" ”

There are a lot of things involved behind this problem, and it is indeed a bit troublesome. But for Regiment Commander Ji, who has been in the military for more than ten years, it is still a piece of cake. After frowning and thinking for a short time, he made a decision that was beneficial to all parties, "When I reported to the top, I said that there were more than 100 devils, with more than 2,000 traitors, trying to bypass Weijiazhuang and copy our back road." The Iron and Blood Lianzhuang will refuse to let the devils and traitors pass, and the bloody battle will be half a day, and the main backbone will all be martyred! At the critical moment, we arrived in time to defeat the team of devils and traitors, and after the war, more than 700 enemy soldiers were killed and wounded, and on the battlefield, thirteen corpses of devils were found that they had no time to take away. ”

"Hmm!" The old dog took out a string of bloody human ears from his side, counted them again, and nodded solemnly. "The little devil never leaves the corpse as a last resort. Let's turn these things in, it's enough to prove that we're not lying about our achievements! But what about him, he's not one of our own! ”

The second half of the sentence is obviously aimed at Zhang Songling, who has fallen back into a semi-comatose state. Head Ji frowned angrily, lowered his voice and scolded, "You treat him as our person, he is our person!" After a while, I will go down to talk to the squad leader and platoon leader, so that everyone can memorize what we just said, just in case. As for this kid, his life was saved by Lao Tzu, will he dismantle Lao Tzu's platform? ”

"That's right!" The officer, who was called the old dog, thought for a moment and nodded slightly. "But we left the station without following the order.....

"Aren't we going to collect food?" Head Ji frowned, and quickly gave an answer, "Counting on the upper authorities to mobilize food for us, the brothers would have starved to death a long time ago." Pull back the tens of thousands of catties of grain and swing it in front of the old battalion commander. What kind of basket, the old battalion commander is not allowed to carry it for us. Besides, then again, we were originally going for Lao Xiao's food! It's just that I killed a few little devils! ”

"That's right!" The old dog continued to stick out his tongue as if there were really sweat glands on it.

This morning, he and Commander Ji counted the two old Hanyang who had been eliminated by the troops, and suddenly remembered Xiao Er, the leader of the Iron and Blood Society. They all feel that the buying and selling between the two parties, as far as possible, should continue to be done. After all, after the old Hanyang was taken back by the superiors, it would also secretly change hands to those black-hearted businessmen, and all the money obtained would be divided among those who were related, and it would not bring any benefits to the army at all. Sold to the Iron and Blood Society, although the transaction price is far less than that of the black market, what is exchanged for is the grain and meat urgently needed by the army, and the benefits are real, and anyone can see and touch them.

However, there is a very big risk in the matter of stealing and selling old arms, that is, the fear that the goods will fall into the hands of certain taboos. Although since December last year, the central government and the other side have shaken hands and made peace. But if they are caught by those people from the Investigation Section of the Organization Department, everyone will still not be able to eat and walk around. (Note 1)

Therefore, as soon as Regiment Commander Ji and Lao Gou and the others combined, they simply took their descendants to Weijiazhuang to explore the foundation of the Iron and Blood Society before the troops were pulled up. If Iron Will really be as Xiao Er's family said, it is an officially recognized civilian self-defense team. You can continue to do a lot of business with them. If Xiao Er's family and his Iron Blood Club have been dyed with some special colors, then I'm sorry, not only will the Hanyang Mansions that were previously traded be recovered, but all the stored grain and surplus money in the club will also be used as trophies of "bandits", and they will be transported back to the army together with Xiao Er's head.

What Commander Ling Ji and the old dog didn't expect the most was that when they rushed into the village with the team, they happened to see six wounded devil soldiers, holding bayonets, desperately provoking the body of an old man. And the old man, who had obviously been angry for a long time, was blown up and down by shrapnel all over his body.

There is no need to ask, Commander Ji can also guess the matter, and immediately commanded the brothers to launch an attack on the devil. And the six injured little devils also went crazy, and they brazenly attacked the national army regardless of the difference in numbers between them. Then the old dog rushed forward with the brothers and cut them into two pieces with a big knife.

Later, the brothers found a total of thirteen corpses of devils at the entrance of the village of Weizhuang. Six of them were hacked to death by Lao Gou and others with big knives, and one was seriously injured and could not escape, so he committed suicide by pulling a grenade. The other six died at the hands of the old man and his brothers. The old man and his brothers together were only six people, and one of them seemed to be less than fifteen years old, and he was still half the age.

This made Commander Ji respect the dead old man and his subordinates, and while admiring him, he didn't want to pursue the matter of the Iron and Blood Society crushing without a fight. On the contrary, out of the long-term interests of all parties, he also planned to take the initiative to cover up for the Iron and Blood Society, and exaggerated the struggle of six people into the awakening of thousands of people. The number of resisters has increased by a hundredfold. At the same time, the number of enemy troops has also increased by a hundredfold.

This is a kind of survival wisdom outside the battlefield, which only people who have been in the army for many years will understand. Looking at the brothers beside him, and then at Zhang Songling in a semi-comatose state, the old Jianghu Ji Shaowu smiled and muttered in his heart, "I won't take the initiative to tell you, but one day, you will understand why I did this!" ”

Note 1: The Survey Section of the Organization Department, the predecessor of the Central Union, was renamed the Central Bureau of Survey and Statistics after 38 years.