Chapter 1: The Oath (3 times)

The two of them were as hot as fire. A gloomy cold as ice. One encounter. It made the atmosphere of the scene a little weird. But both of them seem extremely natural on the surface. It's like an old friend who has been dealing with each other for many years. Occasionally come together just to have a glass of wine and chat.

Zhou Hei Carbon didn't want Wu Tianci to take matters into trouble for his own independent battalion. First opened his mouth and sneezed loudly. Then he rubbed his nose vigorously and complained." What the hell is the weather? Since the beginning of the winter. The snow is not over. The cold wind blows me all the way. It's blowing through the backbone."

"That being the case. Let's go in and sit down early. Camp Chief Zhou. Wu Staff Officer. Inside please. Please inside." Redbeard quickly accepted the kindness released by Zhou Hei Carbon. Reach out. Greet everyone to the largest felt bag in the camp.

"Master Hong is old. Hong Ye please." Zhou Hei Carbon warmly greeted Redbeard politely. Turn your body sideways. Blocked the eager Wu staff officer behind him.

Several other henchmen under the command of Zhou Hei Carbon. I have long seen that this Wu staff officer is not pleasing to the eye. By mutual humility with Zhao Tianlong and Zhang Songling. One squeezed to the side of Zhou Hei Carbon. Cover Staff Officer Wu tightly.

Wu Tianci is not too short. But compared to Zhou Hei Carbon and others. But there is still a considerable gap. I slapped my toes twice and couldn't show my face. I had to frown quietly. I followed everyone into the felt bag.

The felt bag is built in a typical Mongolian style. The ground is in a huge circle. The diameter is about fourteen or fifteen meters. Around the circle. It's hardwood for bone. Wicker for tendons. Overlapping and woven together form a supporting wall. The maximum longitudinal height of the group is more than four meters. Even for a person of Zhao Tianlong's stature. You won't feel depressed when you go in. The top end of the felt bag and the inner and outer sides of the support wall. then are covered with thickened felt. It is rare that each piece of felt is the same size. And the color is very clean. At first glance, it is freshly rolled out of the new wool of the year. Absolutely not refurbished and repaired.

This large felt bag alone is enough to accommodate more than 100 people to eat at the same time. I'm afraid the cost is more than a thousand dollars in the ocean. The chief of staff of the independent battalion, Wu Tianci, had previously decided that Redbeard was bluffing. After secretly observing the surroundings at this moment. I also felt a little shaken in my heart.

Follow his previous experience. At this time, the ** people are the least pompous. In particular, some local troops under the Eighth Route Army. Almost every copper plate is spent on the survival and development of the team. From cadres to soldiers, everyone looks like Hanako. There is simply no financial resources to create a decent office space. And this clean and beautiful felt bag in front of me. But it was very different from what he had known before. Not only does it not look shabby at all. And even to some extent. It's a bit too "luxurious". At least. Currently in a separate battalion. I can't find an office building of the same size. With the battalion commander Zhou Heitan's "slamming the door" character. I am also reluctant to invest such a large amount of money in office space.

"Didn't even the guerrillas break their bones in the last blow?"

"Redbeard is so rich. Why continue to hide in the desert as a shrunken turtle?"

"There is so much money to say. Why not spend it on replenishing weapons and ammunition and rebuilding the ranks."

"How to solve his food supply."

"Who secretly sent him survival supplies outside the desert?"

There are two huge question marks on top of my head. Chief of Staff Wu Tianci continued to look around in the felt bag. A pair of triangular eyes will not let go of any clues that can reveal the decay of the guerrillas. It's a pity. To his great disappointment. Not only the felt bag itself sets off the strong financial resources of the owner here. Living objects in a felt bag. Including decorations on the walls. Pure copper kettles hanging from the stove and tables and chairs on the ground. All of them appear very high-end, atmospheric, and high-grade. Even the orderly who was busy arranging the tableware in the felt bag. The waist is straddled with a brand-new pure cowhide holster. That texture. Even he, the chief of staff, was envious when he saw it.

I'm looking dizzy. Suddenly, I heard Redbeard shouting at the top of his voice. Why is it so dark? Didn't I tell you to turn on the lights? The 'worship of the don' in charge of the generator. Isn't it lazy again?"

"It's going to be on right away. I'll open it right away." Felt wrap the back head. Immediately came a string of responses with a distinctly Cantonese accent. Immediately after. Several dazzling rays of light shot down from mid-air. The big dick squinted his eyes. Zhou Hei Carbon and the backbone of the independent battalion around him couldn't get used to it. Instinctively, I raised my hand to block it. Wait until you raise your hand to your forehead. Only then did I suddenly find out. A few calluses in the palm of your own hand. It was all illuminated by the light from overhead.

"Generator. The guerrillas even have generators." Rao is chief of staff Wu Tianci is "well-informed" and was also startled by the sudden light in the felt bag. Look up. Only to find out that it turned out to be a few headlights for Japanese cars. It was used as a lighting item by the guerrillas and was fixed in some position in the center of the felt bag. Cross and shine down. Illuminate the table where everyone eats brighter than during the day.

A few headlights said to Wu Tianci. It's not a novelty. But it's rare. The guerrillas actually had their own generators. And still find enough gasoline. to provide fuel for small generators. To know. At the moment on the big black market in the north. Gasoline is an absolute in-demand commodity. Not only has the price been speculated to an outrageous level. And also often priceless. You may not be able to buy it if you spend a lot of money.

A series of unexpected blows. Wu Tianci's brain soon began to run out. The eyes stared straight at the ancient ornaments on the felt wrap wall with several pieces of obvious Liaojin style. There was a rumbling in my ears. Until his left foot was stomped a few times under the dining table. It hurt so much that he suddenly came back to his senses. Holding a wine bowl that I don't know when it was handed to me. His face was full of astonishment." Yes... What's wrong. Should. Who's going to drink .."

"I said Lao Wu. You can't do it with this body. I've only been riding for a few days. I'm so tired that I can fall asleep with my eyes open." Zhou Heitan couldn't hold it on his face. Hurry up and speak to cover up your own chief of staff." Everyone has had three rounds of drinking. You don't drain the bowl yet."

"Oh! It's rude. It's rude." Wu Tianci hurriedly raised the wine bowl between the eyebrows of the two brooms. Laugh and apologize to everyone present." I'm that. What's that. I didn't mean to do it just now. Be. is to accidentally fall asleep. I slept through. The penalty. Penalties."

Talking. Drink the wine from the bowl. Immediately. There's a spicy fire snake coming from the throat. All the way to the upper and lower dantians." It's an old white gan'er. Not a horse." Wu Tianci secretly screamed bitterly in his heart. But his face still pretends to be a little heroic." Wine. Joyfully. It's a pleasure to drink."

"Come on. Then give it to Staff Officer Wu." Redbeard smiled and nodded. The little guerrillas who were ordered to make temporary cameos as orderlies. Fill the copper bowl in front of your guest.

In the steppe where there is no modern smelting industry. Copper bowls are an important item in the lives of the locals. Dine. Drink tea. Drink. Tend to use the same . The brass bowls in the hands of the people are full of wine. The weight is definitely three to four taels. Based on the calculation that the two brothers brought by Zhou Hei Carbon each drank four bowls of wine tonight. The total amount of liquor consumed must be more than three hundred catties. The situation of the real material reserves of the guerrillas. It's definitely a huge test.

While holding the freshly filled wine bowl to "appreciate" the clear color of high-purity liquor. Wu Tianci made a small calculation in his heart. From the liquor in the bowl to the dishes on the table. From the dishes on the table, I observed the expressions on the faces of Red Beard and Zhang Songling, Zhao Tianlong and others. The more you look. The more they dare not stick to their previous ideas.

In this way. His performance at the wine table was inevitably a little sluggish. But everyone remembered that he had not been in the prairie for long. It is necessary to adapt to local habits. No one wants to talk to him about these subtleties. It's the black carbon of the week. In my heart, I don't want to see the senior staff assigned to me by the above. I can't wait to kick this guy out of the door with my foot. lest this guy continue to embarrass the independent battalion.

Wu Tianci was unaware of Zhou Heitan's feelings. Holding the wine bowl and secretly holding back for a while, I had a bad heart. Look at Redbeard, who has drunk more than two pounds of wine in a row. And he stood up. Take the initiative to extend an invitation to the other party." Come. Long Ye. I salute your old bowl. Always listen to our Camp Commander Zhou talk about your heroic deeds. Wu was so impressed in his heart that he threw himself to the ground. I met someone today. Is. It's really a blessing for three lives."

Talking. It doesn't matter if Redbeard picks up his stubble or not. Directly suffocated a bowl of wine.

"You're only in the second bowl. Hong Ye has drunk five bowls." Immediately someone couldn't see it. Take the initiative to report the grievances for Redbeard.

"yes. Oh, yes. Wu Staff Officer. We've got you covered. Don't always try to pick up cheap and sell good." Even Zhou Hei Carbon refused to take the initiative to cooperate. He actually stood on Redbeard's side with others.

It's Redbeard himself. Unwilling to deal with a junior. Smiled and picked up the wine bowl. End in mid-air. Said to Wu Tianci." Since Staff Officer Wu is so hearted. I can't help but save face. So be it. That bowl just now doesn't count. This bowl. The two of us touched."

Orderlies have already arrived. Poured the empty wine bowl of staff officer Wu Tianci to the brim. Wu Tianci deliberately used drinking to question the guerrillas. Then he took the bowl of wine. Touched Redbeard's wine bowl lightly. Said loudly: "You are always a senior. You've got the point. Come. Kill it."

The mouth shouted loudly though. I literally poured the third bowl of wine down my throat. But he almost burst into tears. A pound of old white dry. More than sixty degrees. That's three hundred grams of pure alcohol. Previously in the Central Army boiled seniority. He had been so guilty of such a great sin. Burned with alcohol and feverish. The head is dazed. Be bold. I asked directly what I had been holding in my heart for a long time." I. I'm on my way here. Listen. Listen to what our camp chief Zhou said. You. Your old camp in Lamagou. By. Awarded to Huang by the Japanese. Yellowbeard too. You. You're still strong. How. How can you swallow this breath to go.. How. Why don't you go out early to catch up. Drove him away .."

It's not about using wine to cover your face. It's simply a provocation naked. Suddenly. All eyes were drawn to him. Inside the whole felt bag. All that's left is the noise of the generator working." Buzzing. Buzzing. More annoying than hundreds of thousands of flies.