Chapter 1: The Oath (6a)

Between words. Redbeard's modesty is gone. It has become the legendary grassland green forest tycoon again. From head to toe. From head to toe. Every pore. Every inch of skin exudes an aggressive heroic spirit.

The commander of the second company of the independent battalion sat closest to the red beard. The first to feel the change. Stunned. Before you know it, your eyes are looking up. The feelings of the other people present were not as strong as those of Chu Gui. But he was also forced by the heroic spirit that emanated from Redbeard's body. The words of argument can no longer be spoken. Let Redbeard turn his thoughts into final resolutions.

When the meeting is over long after. Chief of Staff Wu Tianci recovered from the shock that Redbeard had given him. Sneak into Zhou Hei Carbon's sleeping tent in private. With a somewhat flattering tone, he discussed with the latter: "Two hours. With the sixty or so brothers in his hand... Battalion commander. Do you think what Redbeard said tonight is reliable? He's not going to fight just for a breath. I've put together all the old books."

"Wouldn't that be more than you wanted?" Zhou Heitan frowned and glanced at him. Angry rhetorical question." I said Lao Wu. You're a bit of a temper, okay? Two days ago, I wished that the guerrillas had been uprooted. Now why do you take care of others again?"

"I'm that. I ...... that," Wu Tianci of course refused to say that he was afraid that he would be killed as a scapegoat after being used by Zhou Hei Carbon. He smiled. Explain in a whisper." Wasn't I confused for a moment? Besides. Prevent the guerrillas from sitting big. It also means above. I've got to make some of it for people to see... But then calm down and think about it. We, the guerrillas and the little devils. It's like the original Three Kingdoms. The little devil is Wei. The guerrillas are Shu. We are Wu. Shu is very fucked though. But Shu is missing. The rest of the Wu Kingdom can't exist alone."

"If only you could think so." Zhou Hei Carbon exhaled lightly. Whispered: "The top is the top. We are us. The above may take a long-term view. But they can't deal with the little devils for us. It's the guerrillas. Have them in a day. The little devils won't be paying attention to our independent battalion."

"The battalion commander is smart." Wu Tianci raised his thumb high. I would like to applaud Zhou Hei Carbon's vision." So you'd rather lose the opportunity to expand your team. I also want to send charcoal to the guerrillas in the snow......"

"Bullshit." Zhou Hei Carbon interrupted unceremoniously. I said Lao Wu. Don't be so hypocritical all the time, okay? I've come all the way to someone's camp. There's got to be someone to say. Leave the lamb and munitions behind. That's to save face. You Red Beard don't know what we were thinking at the time. I'll tell you. People actually have a mirror in their hearts. I just don't want to poke it on the spot. We've just saved a little face."

"Hey, hey. Hehe..... "Wu Tianci's face was hot when he was said. I had to use laughter to resolve the embarrassment.

"So the guerrillas have to clean up the yellow beard on their own. It's for you Lao Wu. Give me Zhou Heizi. Wake up. The redbeard is not too old to move. Let's not worry about other people's possessions." Zhou Heitan glared at him fiercely. Keep banging in a low voice.

'Hey, hey. Hey.. I thought you Zhou Heizi was really preaching morality. It turns out that you Zhou Heizi is not unconcerned. It's just that you don't have the guts.' Wu Tianci muttered secretly in his heart. But he quickly diverted the conversation elsewhere." Don't worry. Don't worry about it. I swear. Sixty or seventy guns were killed. We can't make a big deal. I just thought. That Redbeard didn't leave a secret passage in the mountains. In addition to their partisans own people. No one out there knows about it. Otherwise. Such an old high mountain. It's just that there are no machine guns and small steel cannons in front of you. I want to climb to the top in one go. He'll have to climb for at least an hour and a half."

"I don't know. I'm not a red-bearded man. Moreover, he has been operating in the area of Lama Gou for so many years. Anyway, he is more familiar with the road than Yellowbeard." Zhou Hei Carbon shrugged his shoulders. Responded with a wry smile. When the mind clears up from the shock. He also did not believe that the guerrillas would be able to recapture Qilin Ridge in two hours. And yet in front of so many people. I've made a deal with Redbeard to be a wall-to-side. He doesn't want to go back on it right away. I can only hide in my sleeping tent. Confused pacing back and forth.

"I think that's what it is." Wu Tianci's imagination is very good. Refer to the plot on the storytelling. Keep going wild." Ostensibly for you to take the independent battalion to watch the battle at the bottom of the mountain. As a matter of fact. But it's for you to get Yellowbeard's attention for him. Then take this opportunity. Zhao Tianlong and Zhang Fatzi two. Led more than 60 guerrillas from a secret passage to the top of the mountain. Suddenly, somewhere behind Yellowbeard's head......"

"Yes. Then he yelled, 'Death to the thief,' and gave Yellowbeard a blow in the back. That's a drill gopher. It's not the Iruto Dragon." Zhou Hei Carbon kicked him hard in the ass. to vent the dissatisfaction in my heart." Hurry up and get out of the bed and continue dreaming. Remember to get up on time tomorrow morning. See how the guerrillas show off their force. To wipe your ass. I'm almost tired these days."

"Alas. Alas." Wu Tianci covered his ass. He staggered back to sleep. Spend the whole night dreaming that you were shot coldly by Zhang Fatzi. Or dream that Zhou Heitan used his head to appease people after annexing the guerrillas. Several times I was so frightened that I rolled over from the marching bed. Cold sweat rolls down my back. I finally got to the light of day. I rushed out of the tent as soon as the wake-up horn sounded. Grabbed a handful of snow and wiped it on his face. went to the headquarters to meet Zhou Heitan and the others. Ready to cheer for the guerrillas with the rest of the group.

He thought he was moving neatly enough. Arrived at the door of the temporary headquarters. Only to find out that the other officers of the independent battalion had already arrived. is accompanied by Red Beard with Zhou Hei Carbon. Pointing at the backs of Zhang Songling and Zhao Tianlong and others.

"You really let Brother Long kill them directly from the front... Don't you really need my help? I had the heavy machine gun platoon get up and move in the middle of the night. Definitely not dragging Brother Long's back." Obviously. Zhou Heicarbon's thinking was greatly influenced by Wu Tianci. I always thought that Redbeard had a secret way up the mountain that was unknown to outsiders. Can bypass enemy interception. Straight to Yellowbeard's headquarters.

"yes. Master Hong. Heavy machine guns are ready anyway . No need to be in vain. Let's two of them. What are you sharing with each other?"

"yes. Master Hong. We're a little bit worse at it. Bring a few people up. I can always give Brother Long a strong momentum."

......

After discovering that Redbeard intends to let the guerrillas storm Qilin Ridge from the front. Li Laojiu and the others couldn't sit still. They all stepped forward. Willing to help Zhao Tianlong and Zhang Fatzi.

The people on the top have a lot of flowers. These are these junior officers. But they still maintain their original true nature. I couldn't bear to watch Zhao Tianlong lead the men and horses to block the muzzle of Yellowbeard's gun. Hopefully after this battle is over. The guerrillas can still save a little bit of vitality.

However, at this moment, Redbeard is like a confused old man with a stubborn temper. I declined everyone's kindness. Shrug. He responded with a sneer. You don't believe my brothers... I think when my old man was the king of the mountain and grabbed land with others. You little things are still milking. Take your time. You'll see it in a moment."

The crowd choked on him. Helpless. I could only continue to stand at the door of the headquarters and see off Zhang Songling, Zhao Tianlong and others with my eyes. I saw the two of them and their guerrillas. I don't know when I changed into an extremely weird outfit. Both the jacket and trousers are made of the cheapest local homespun cloth. I didn't want to dye at all. The leather hat on the head is also firmly covered with homespun cloth. Behind him is also a cloak of homespun cloth that is also not dyed. Look over from the Temporary Command. How cold is it to be cold. If you change the weapon in your hand to a clay pot and a mourning stick. Live is a group of filial sons and grandsons who are going out of the funeral.

"Redbeard, which one is this singing. Susu expedition. If you don't die, you won't return? What age is this? It's still the same as it was in the fifteenth century." Wu Tianci's eyes were dizzy when he saw it. Frowning and muttering quietly in his stomach.

The other soldiers of the independent battalion also looked confused. The intuition of the heart tells them about themselves. With the name and identity of his old man with a red beard. Definitely not do anything that doesn't make sense. But the brain can't keep up no matter what. I can't guess the whole set of filial clothes on the guerrillas. What role can it play exactly..

Until the figure of the guerrillas walked out one hundred and fifty or sixty meters away. Everyone's eyes suddenly opened up. One by one, they quietly turned their heads and secretly looked at Redbeard. I bow down to this old man in my heart.

In the end ginger is old and spicy. Redbeard deserves to be a figure who has been famous for many years. Just make a shot. It's amazing. The guerrillas' unstained outfits. Although it looks extremely ugly up close. But when I walked into the distance, I was photographed by the morning sun overhead. It immediately turned bright white. It blends with the surrounding flat and endless snow fields unconsciously into a whole. Stand in this position and look at the past. As the distance increases. The contours of the human body are becoming more and more blurred. It's getting more and more blurry. Sensei said he was aiming at one of them with his gun. It's about watching the whole team go closely. It's getting really tough.

The rising sun. And it's extremely bright. Shine on the snow and reflect it into the human eye. It makes people's eyes astringent. Tears flow uncontrollably. Soon. Everyone's field of vision can no longer distinguish the specific figure. Only a faint snow line can be seen. Gently held up by the morning breeze. Roll up against the hillside. Scroll. Keep scrolling. Roll all the way over the bend of the mountain road. Disappeared silently before everyone's eyes.

"I had people make a makeshift lookout out of wood in front. Let's go up and see." Redbeard waved his arm very intimately. Offer loudly.

"Hulala." The officers standing at the gate of the headquarters scattered with a bang. Follow behind the old man. Walk briskly towards the entrance of the camp in front of two wooden platforms that have been erected overnight. Swapping in turns. Use two telescopes supported by the Soviets to capture the figure of Zhao Tianlong and others.

Compared to China and Japan in this era. The manufacturing industry in the USSR was undoubtedly very strong. Two military telescopes weighing three pounds reflex the light. Soon. On the figure of Zhang Songling and Zhao Tianlong and others. It was re-delivered to the eyes of the spectators.

It only takes two or three minutes before and after. The guerrillas have changed into a different formation. The distance between each other is very wide. But every neighbor of three to five people. But it is tacitly combined. Become a fighting group that looks out for each other. Every two to three combat groups. Try to keep the same pace. Under the command of a guerrilla squad leader. Continue to climb the mountain.

Zhang Songling's tall and fat figure. Walked at the front of the whole team. On the left is an equally tall light machine gunner. Carrying a crooked machine gun full of bullets on his shoulder. The right side is a little bit behind. is a grenadier. Clamp a short grenadier cartridge under your armpit. In case of snow at its entrance. Affects weapon performance.

Immediately after this spearhead combat group. is a fire support group. A total of five people. but with a heavy machine gun and a light machine gun . and the corresponding ammunition supply. Further back. Then it is Zhao Tianlong, Lao Zheng, Xiao Leon and Xiao Zou. They also lead a combat group each. Slowly unfold on both sides of the mountain road. Always ready to provide necessary support to those in front.

The snow is slippery. Even if the shoes are tied with tree bark. People still keep falling. Roll down the hillside into a big snowball. But whenever a seat is vacated in front. It will be quickly filled in by the other group members who are following behind. And after the faller regains his balance. then it will automatically be added to the last battle group. Be the last of the whole team. And so on and so forth. Although it looks a little dazzling. But the speed of the whole team's advancement. But it is very affected by the faller.

Push forward. Push forward. They stepped on a thick layer of snow. Keep moving forward. It's as if you're living in a stuffy house and just come out and enjoy the snow. Not in a hurry. Deliberate. Walking. Walking. The mountain ahead suddenly steepened. The road under your feet is also quickly recycled. Deep valleys appear on both sides. More than 200 meters ahead. But there were several abrupt stones. It's like a gate. Will the partisans go their way. Blocked a sturdy knot.

"Xiao Xu. Open the way." Zhang Songling stopped suddenly. Half-squat. He pointed to himself as he was two hundred meters away. Stones that look empty. Loud commands.

"Hey." The Heavy walking beside him gave a small yes. Holding crooked handles in both hands. Hit a couple of point shots at the top of the rock." Da da da. Da da da. Dadada......." bullets lift the snow on the rock surface. Splashes of pink mist.

After the fog. Immediately a messy gunshot rang out. Crooked handle. Thirty-eight big gayer. Box cannon. There is also the old-fashioned Hanyang-made. The New Year's is like a good life and a lively.

"Da-da-da-da. Da da da. Da Da Da ......." The fire support team that followed closely behind the spearhead group quickly deployed. Shoot several fiery snakes at the bandits' hiding spots. Most of the bullets were blocked by stones. In addition to splashing up a large cloud of snow mist. Didn't get any real effect. Attack from the bottom up. The terrain was very unfavorable for the partisans.

However, the bandits were poorly trained. I was frozen behind the rocks again. There is no time to move the body at all. Although it occupies a convenient location. The bullets that were fired in a hurry were not accurate at all. Most of them hit the open space in front of Zhang Songling and others. Only a few passed by them. Snowflakes splashed on his side and behind him.

Zhang Songling didn't want to give the bandits a chance to adjust and adapt. A sideways roll in place. Come to the grenadier who is right on his right. Took the grenadier from the latter. Thumbs up and looked. Quickly adjust the angle of ejection. Shot a forty-eight petal.

"Whoosh." A Japanese-made grenade dragged and screamed and landed behind a rock. Exploded. Sent several broken limbs into the sky.

In the sky. The morning sun is getting brighter and brighter. Will be the world after the snow. Shone in red. Incomparably enchanting.