Chapter 5: The Naked Child (17B)

I saw Zhao Tianlong leading the guerrillas to rush over with steel knives held high. The horse thieves are already two wars. How can you hold up to a machine gun that suddenly comes out of your back. Connection. Screamed. Pick up one of the nearest camels. Betake oneself to one's heels. He didn't even listen to the orders of the big boss Yellowbeard. Let the latter squat alone in the camel herd and curse for the black gun.

"Come back. You're all coming back to me."" Woohoo.""" There are so many of us."" Woohoo."" It's just to stand motionless and let the dragon kill Iruto."" Woohoo."" He's going to have to kill for half an hour.."" Woohoo Woo T

Shot and killed several horse thieves who took the lead in escaping. Yellowbeard couldn't stop his men from escaping. Seeing Zhao Tianlong carrying a steel knife straight to his head. I don't have the courage to hold on anymore. Place the waist down the cat. Butt up. Like a rat with a broken tail, it jumped a few times in the herd of camels. plunged headlong into the river of rolling flowers.

"Bad seeds. You deserve to be called a man." Due to the hindrance of camels. Zhao Tianlong couldn't catch up with Yellowbeard. Pulled the horse's head only half a meter away from the river. Shouting and scolding at the river. The other party doesn't know when he learned a high level of water. Although it is a river jumping in clothes. But all of a sudden, I dived underwater. No matter how good his eyes are. It's also difficult to capture specific hiding locations.

"I want to run. It's not that easy." Zhao Xiaozhuan also rushed to the horse. Lower the muzzle. Pulled the trigger on the most suspicious splash." Da da da. Da da da. Da ....... "The crooked handle spewed out several fire snakes. Splashed on the surface of the water. Immediately. A visible trail of blood slowly rose from the bottom of the water. Spread out in a circle in all directions.

"Well played." Zhao Tianlong turned his head. Loud praise." Make up two more shuttles. Save this bastard from coming out of the water and causing trouble."

"Hmm." Zhao Xiaoshuan agreed in a low voice. A few more shots at the place where the blood rose." Da da da. Da da da. Da da da. Da Da Da ......" The bullet sang a song and drilled into the river. The water of the nearby river is stirred up more and more turbid.

"Let's go. The little devils have already caught up." Zhang Songling and several other guerrillas hurried past behind the two brothers. At the same time, he opened his throat and reminded loudly.

"Let's go. No time to delay. So if you don't die. Even if the bastard has a big life." Zhao Tianlong did not wait for the desired result. Reluctantly retracting his gaze from the river. Whispered an order to Zhao Xiaoshuan.

"Hmm." Zhao Xiaoshuan responded in a low voice. Pull the turn of the warhorse. Walking side by side with his brother. The movements are slightly stiff. The expression on his face is also timid. It's as if you're waiting to be sneered at by the other party at any time.

In Zhao Tianlong's view. At this time, it was from the day the two were reunited. Zhao Xiaoshuan is the most pleasing moment. While trying to raise the speed of the horse to the highest speed. While looking each other up and down. Asked aloud: "Why are you here.. Did the RED team ask you to pick us up? What about the RED team. Has he already moved with the old battalion?"

"After receiving a report from Xiao Zheng by the lake yesterday afternoon. The RED team immediately led the people back in the direction of the old camp. Halfway down the road. Suddenly, I was asked to come with a battle team to meet you. Extrapolated by time. He must have been back in the mountains by now. Anyway, wait for the little devil to pounce. I guarantee that I can't even find a figure." Zhao Xiaoshuan sorted out his thoughts. Respond cautiously.

"Hmm." Zhao Tianlong frowned. Whispering. This answer was not the result he was expecting. But it's also comforting enough.

Zhao Xiaoshuan completely misunderstood his thoughts. Hurriedly added in a low voice, "I didn't expect you to stand in the way of the Japanese for so long. I've been leading people to ambush on the side of the Broken Gold Bridge. Ready to hit the little devil by surprise. Waited for hours but didn't wait. I looked for it along the river bank again."

"How do you know we're going to break the Golden Bridge. Instead of going all the way west along the riverbank." Zhao Tianlong was slightly stunned at first. Then he asked with a little surprise.

"I. I figured out. I ......" Zhao Xiaoxuan was asked and became nervous again. My lips curled for a while. Only then did he carefully give an explanation." I am based on the personalities and habits of you and Captain Zhang. Speculate on this result. Before I felt sure that the people in the old camp had left. You two will never take the initiative to lure the little devil to the Lama ditch."

"Count you kid wrong." Zhao Tianlong nodded and smiled. The right to do the affirmation of Zhao Xiaoshu." Master said. Lead the troops to battle. The most important thing is to be able to know yourself and your opponent. Predict the movements of both friend and foe. Well. Not bad. I saw that you kid can be as good as he is today. He can also look at the old man under the Nine Springs."

The two brothers reunited for more than a year. Every time he meets Zhao Xiaoshui. Not cynicism. It's angry at each other. No praise has ever been given as much as it does today. Zhao Xiaoxuan listened. The eye socket immediately warmed up a little. Keep your head down. I endured it for a long time. Until all the tears are choked in the nostrils. I took the opportunity to wipe my nose and screamed tentatively." Brother..."

"Hmm." This time. Zhao Tianlong didn't give his younger brother any more face. Instead, he smiled and agreed. Then go ahead and ask." What's the matter?"

"It's fine." Zhao Xiaoshuan shook his head lightly. It seems to drive all the grievances and thoughts over the years out of my mind with a few shakes.

"It's okay to hurry up. Be careful not to fall behind and get caught by the devils. This time. But no one can intercede for you anymore." Zhao Tianlong is also not very suitable for being the big brother of Zhao Xiaoshuan again. Deliberately put on a straight face. Dry lessons.

"Hmm." Zhao Xiaoxuan smiled. There are no words. Zhao Tianlong was willing to let him call his eldest brother again. He was already content. As for the rest. There's no need to worry too much.

Zhao Tianlong also felt that the way he spoke was too stiff. Thought about it. He continued: "Just now. Just now thanks to you for coming in time. Otherwise. Yellowbeard really got out and fought hard with me. I don't have a chance to rush in front of him."

"He was ready to escape. I just gave him a better excuse to escape." Zhao Xiaoshuan shook his head. Whisper modestly.

This way of speaking. It really shouldn't happen between brothers and sisters. Zhao Tianlong and Zhao Xiaoshui both felt a little embarrassed. They smiled at each other. Turn your head away. No one will open their mouths again.

I ran away for a while. Zhao Xiaoshuan suddenly seemed to remember something again. Quickly turn his head to his brother." Brother..."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Tianlong seems to have waited for half a century. Quickly turn your head to your brother. Ask in as gentle a tone as possible.

"Do you have any savings? I mean. You used to . Done before. Savings when working as a lone ranger. Is there anything else?" Zhao Xiaoxuan didn't dare to look at his brother and wanted to catch it. He bowed his head again. Stammering supplements.

"Money. What do you want money for?" Zhao Tianlong was slightly stunned when asked. The voice suddenly raised." Do you want to marry a daughter-in-law? Which girl did you fall in love with?. Did the other party's family agree? How much bride price is needed. I'll find a way to get it for you. Feel relieved. As long as the offer is not too outrageous. I'm borrowing. It will also make you get married beautifully."

"Where's that?" Zhao Xiaoshui was amused by his brother's whimsical thinking. I forgot about my nervousness all of a sudden." The rule of our Eighth Route Army is the 258th Regiment. Twenty-five years old. Eight years of military experience. Regimental level and above. to be able to consider personal issues. I'm in addition to military age . Nothing else is qualified."

"Ahh That's true. What kind of bullshit is this? Less than regimental level. I can't marry a daughter-in-law yet." It was the first time Zhao Tianlong had heard of the Eighth Route Army's marriage regulations. Keep your eyes up. Vent your frustrations out loud.

"Brother... You're quiet." Zhao Xiaoshuan whispered angrily. I looked around. It's good to be ashamed of my brother's performance." There are no rules. If only you could get married casually. Everyone went home to pick up the children. Who goes to the battlefield and fights with the little devils."

"That's just as well." Zhao Tianlong is a character who knows his mistakes and changes. Thought about it. Nod slightly." All three must be met. Or any of them. Aren't you old enough in the military?"

"It's not. It's not that I want to get married." Zhao Xiaoshuan quickly looked to the side again. Explain with a red face." I want to. I want you to ......"

Quickly lowered his voice to a level that only him, Zhao Tianlong and the two of them could hear. He said eagerly. I want you to raise some money. Go buy ginseng for our red team. His illness came back last night. Gasping like he could lose his breath at any moment. It's uncomfortable to listen to from afar."

"Ahh The expression on his face quickly became extremely solemn. Redbeard's physical condition is getting worse and worse. It is a fact that he and most of the backbone of the partisans are well aware of. He and Zhang Songling did want to go over and treat Redbeard with medicinal herbs. The best doctors within a radius of hundreds of miles can be obtained. Said the old scar who had been forcibly captured by him to serve in the guerrillas. Redbeard's disease. It's not something that ordinary medicinal stones can dissolve. That's because of overwork for a long time and poor nutritional conditions, which leads to an overdraft of vitality. It's like a candle. The more it burns. The easier it is to get to the end. Want to redeem. Unless you can find some legendary treasure. For example, what is more than 100 years old ginseng. He Shou Wu, who has grown into a human form, etc. But those things even in the old days of the princes and nobles. It is also a rare treasure. It simply does not appear in the market. It's impossible to buy it with money alone. Unless. Unless he does his old job again. I heard who has it at home. In the middle of the night, I climbed over the wall and went in to grab it.

"Whisper. Don't let everyone hear about it. Affect the morale of the military." Zhao Xiaoshuan reminded in a low voice. Then he continued: "I asked someone to ask around. It is said that it is on the black market in Xinjing in the puppet Manchukuo. Occasionally, you can also find a century-old ginseng for sale. I'm afraid that the Japanese won't give money if they take it. It's all about finding an old acquaintance to introduce you first. Half of the deposit is paid in advance. Then you can see the goods. After the inspection. Just pay the other half."

"How much does it cost in total. I'm going to figure it out. It really doesn't work. Let the fat man write a letter to his family to ask for it." Zhao Tianlong heard that he could buy old ginseng. I don't think about anything else right away. Stared at Zhao Xiaoshuan's eyes and asked.

"Probably. Probably the market is more than 4,000 yuan now in the ocean. I'm not sure. But that's basically the market." Zhao Xiaoshuan thought for a while. Hesitantly responded.

This number. Before Zhao Tianlong joined the guerrillas. It's really nothing. Can be fought after joining the guerrillas. Just like everyone else, he can only receive two or three yuan of salary for company-level cadres. And it is not possible to pay the full amount every month. And he's big-spending. often take the initiative to take out money to improve the team's food. The savings in his hands have long been depleted. At the moment, Sensei said 4,000 yuan. Even 400 pieces can't be scraped together. How can you still be qualified to take care of everything..

However, he didn't want to disappoint his brother. I frowned and thought for a while. Only then did he whisper a promise: "Okay. I'm going to figure it out. Master also left a few antiquities behind back then. They are all ready to be used by our brothers to press the bottom of the box. Only I know where it's buried. When I go back, I look for an opportunity to dig it up and sell it. It should be able to make up the money."

"Then I'll be relieved." The stone in Zhao Xiaoshuan's heart finally landed. Take a long breath. The smile on his face was as bright as the morning glow.

"You kid don't be beautiful. This is your brother and my last family. If you spend it, you won't have the money to help you say that you are a daughter-in-law. Just a few dollars of your monthly salary. My wife didn't know when she would have to save up." Zhao Tianlong also smiled easily. While laughing. While shaking his head, he counted.

The two brothers patronized and tried to find a way to raise money for Redbeard's treatment. Unconsciously. has already followed the team of people and horses to run up the Broken Gold Bridge. Horses' hooves land on the bridge deck. The voice immediately became brighter. It's a completely different rhythm from what it used to be on the beach." of. of. of. of ......"

Hear the crisp sound of horses' hooves beneath you. Zhang Songling's brows instantly furrowed tightly. He used to be in this area I don't know what era it was built. The old arch bridge, which is completely useless during the flood season, has been run several times. However, he has always carefully studied the material of the bridge deck. At this moment, you need to blow up the bridge deck to stop the devils from chasing you. only to suddenly realize. Your own previous plan to get out. What a fatal omission.

Stone's. Under the horse's hooves it looks gray and not slippery. The surface has always been covered with animal manure and grass clippings mud. It's actually made of stone. In addition to the legendary Zhaozhou Bridge. Zhang Songling couldn't find any bridges of the same material in his memory. And here. It's a wasteland where birds don't. The nearest county seat is also hundreds of miles away. History is who the fuck has money and no place to spend. Actually came here to build a stone bridge...

"What's wrong. Fat Team." The surrounding guerrillas quickly noticed Zhang Songling's strange mood. They turned their heads sideways. Ask with concern.

"It's fine. Everyone hurried across the river. I'm going to find a place across the river to plant the grenades." Zhang Songling gritted his teeth. Didn't tell anyone the truth. The sound of the little devil's car is already close at hand. Just turn your head away. You can see the row of black muzzles in front of the car. This time. Any delay creates an opportunity for the enemy.

The partisans will be skeptical. Riding a horse galloping across the bridge deck. As soon as the horse's hooves stepped onto the sand on the other side of the riverbank. Zhao Xiaoshuan had already led his support group to fly down. While quickly re-erecting the light machine gun on a semi-circular fortification that had been prepared for a long time. While shouting to everyone, "You go first. We'll leave it behind."

"Nonsense." Zhao Tianlong grabbed the reins of the yellow fat horse. Shout at Zhao Xiaoshu. What are you messing around. Wouldn't it be nice to let the fat man blow up the bridge? Hurry up and get on the horse. Don't mess with us."

"The bridge is of stone. I checked it out last night. Fat man in hand. And only grenades." Zhao Xiaoshuan shook his head. Unceremoniously punctured a fact that sent chills down everyone's bodies." You fought all night. It's so hard. Things to do after the break. I'll take care of it."

". To be broken off. I'm here too." Zhao Tianlong was furious. Pointing at Zhao Xiaoshuan's nose and scolding. Get up and get out of here. There's me with the fat guy. Where is the turn to get you."

"Brother. Stop it. The RED team's orders are just that. I'll take care of bringing you back safely." Zhao Xiaoshuan shook his head stubbornly. No longer look at Zhao Tianlong. Slowly squatting in the fortifications. Slowly adjust the machine gun ruler.

"Knock knock. Knock knock. Knock knock knock ......" heavy machine gun set up in front of the devil's car preemptively attacked. Bullets hit the bridge deck. Martian Splash.

"Da-da-da-da. Da da da. Da ...... "Zhao Xiaozhuan unceremoniously returned to the color. A light machine gun bullet hit the cab of one of the cars in the front. Smashed the head of the devil driver inside.

The car that lost control skewed forward and rushed out dozens of meters away. plunged headlong into the river. While the little devil was busy jumping out of the car to save people. Zhang Songling first led the guerrillas to disperse from the vicinity of the bridge. so as not to be targeted by devils, heavy machine guns and grenadiers . Then jump off the white horse. Rush into the fortifications." To stay is also to stay after I stay. The plan to blow up the bridge was proposed by me. My bad. I'm responsible for it."

"It's not anyone's fault." Zhao Xiaoshuan pushed Zhang Songling away. Keep shooting at the little devil." Even if you are well prepared in advance. You can't blow up the bridge either. Again. People in a radius of hundreds of miles expect it to cross the river. We guerrillas can't blow it up. Let's go. Your life is for Team Lu, and they exchanged their lives for it. Not qualified to make your own decisions.."

Zhang Songling's face was flushed when he was said. Blood rushed from the heart to the brain. I was about to open my mouth to refute a few more words. Zhao Tianlong had already rushed over. grabbed Zhao Xiaoshuan's arm." Give me the machine gun. will be outside. The king's order is not subject to it. Even the RED team is here today. It's not your turn to break off. On the Marksmanship. On the art of the knife. Or on horsemanship. What can you compare to me and the fat man? Hurry up and get the fuck out of here. Don't roll again. I'll whip you with a big-eared scraper."

"Brother. It's the rule." Zhao Xiaoshuan pushed the machine gun to his co-shooter. Turn your head. Forcefully pull Zhao Tianlong's hand down from his arm." It's the rule. You have been in the guerrillas for a short time. I don't know yet."

"What bullshit rules. I'm your brother. I've got the final say." Zhao Tianlong once again didn't care how many people around him were listening. Tear your throat and protest loudly.

"I'm a member of the **." Zhao Xiaoshuan's voice was very low. Listen to the ears of Zhao Tianlong and Zhang Songling. but like thunder.

"I'm a member of the **. A member of the ** who has three years of formal party experience. Neither you nor the fat man are." Zhao Xiaoshuan said calmly. Look into the eyes of his brother. Not the slightest cramped and nervous.

"What did you say?" Zhao Tianlong's head was a little insufficient by the thunder. The hand that was holding Zhao Xiaoshuan's arm inadvertently lost its strength.

Take advantage of this opportunity. Zhao Xiaozhuan took it in his arms. Take out a notebook with body temperature. It's vaguely red. It's already very light. It's so faint that it's almost impossible to see. But above a yellowish sickle axe. But it's clear and eye-catching.

"I'm a member of the **. A few of them. too." Zhao Xiaoshuan used the tone of reporting to parents. Emphasize one fact." And you and the fat man. Not yet. So. It should be us who left the broken aftermath."

"We are all party members." Several other soldiers volunteered to stay behind. also took out a small book with body temperature from his arms. Proudly shining in front of you.

The sun finally broke through the clouds. Cast a thousand rays of light. Suddenly. The crossed scythe axe was illuminated like a diamond. burned the eyes of Zhang Songling and Zhao Tianlong.

End of Volume IV

That heartfelt rela spicy feeling. It wasn't until decades later that I recalled. It still makes Zhang Songling unable to calm down. Standing beside the old road of the Liuhua River, which has long been without any traces of water. He couldn't find the shadow of the stone bridge in his memory. I only saw a reinforced concrete bridge trembling under the pressure of an overloaded coal truck. It's as if you've been lying prone on the river for thousands of years. It can collapse at any time.

"That. Did that Grandpa Zhao evacuate safely later? I mean Zhao Xiaoshu. His horse must still have a lot of physical strength. It should be able to disengage with the Japanese army in time." John Zhang didn't have the heart to accompany his grandfather to miss the past and hurt the present. He's more concerned about. Whether the ending of this story is perfect. Although his own grandfather said a lot of things along the way. It's all out of his old senses. For example, there is an army that suffers more than four-fifths of the casualties and can still maintain its combat effectiveness. This is in any of the military books of the Americans . are thinking that there is no possibility at all. For example, the first to provide aid to the Nationalist government in the war of resistance was the dictatorial Soviet Union. And not the United States . It is also rare to see the memories of the Sino-Japanese war in the Chinese and American media. There is also a ** member who took the initiative to stay and break off this matter. With those in his eyes who spend a lot of money in the United States. The three generations of red dogs and horses all day long. The four generations of red clearly have nothing in common genetically. In all fairness. In a way. The latter is more like an enemy or enemy of the former. and not the former's own offspring.

But this did not affect John Zhang's interest in the stories from his grandfather's mouth. In his opinion. The old man chattered along the way. It's more like an idealist's nostalgia for an ideal. What does it matter if the details are different from the real situation... As long as the story sounds emotionally stirring. As an empathetic child. There is no need for him to take the initiative to puncture the old man's dreams. That's a cruel thing. A philosopher once said. The most painful thing for a man. Nowhere is it when he is dying and decrepit. Show him how the ideals of his youth were shattered. Grandpa has had a bumpy enough in his life. As a loved one. He didn't have to make it worse.

"Nope." Zhang Songling, who was standing beside the old road of the Liuhua River, sighed. The voice of the answer was full of sorrow." He was stunned by a devil's shell and captured. After being tortured. Unyielding to death. The little devil admires his toughness. A stone monument was erected for him. Location. Should. It should be standing in that area."

He pointed with his hand in the direction of memory. Zhang Songling shook his head and smiled bitterly. No hope is remarked. Modern people are more interested in economic interests. Even the pioneer group of the little devils back then. There are people who take the initiative to erect monuments to commemorate. to attract Japanese investment too. Opposite. The site of the camp of the anti-United Nations fighters. Often, it becomes a financial burden in the eyes of local governments. A bolt like Zhao doesn't bring any economic benefits. Also known as the little-known little people. His tombstone. No one will care. It is estimated that it has long become a pig food trough for the villagers to feed their livestock. It is impossible to find any more traces.

However. To the surprise of the grandfather and grandson. It's not far from the direction of Zhang Songling's finger. It is slightly lower than the current river bank. There really is a tomb. Although it was built of earth. The surroundings are very clean. The stone tombstone still stands. There's still handwriting on it.

"Go over and see. This should be it." Zhang Songling's heart, which was already on the verge of death, suddenly tightened. I endured my dizziness and walked over quickly. Hand on tombstone. The corners of the mouth are constantly twitching.

The inscription has been retraced with lacquer. So it's pretty clear up close. There are only eight words on the front. Tomb of the Chinese warrior Zhao Jun. Back. It is an account of how the owner of the tomb endured severe torture. But he didn't reveal any secrets. At last. It's the words of the little devil officer who encourages his subordinates. Think the Chinese can do it. The samurai of the Great Japanese Empire could do the same. And can do better. So. Co-prosperity in East Asia is just around the corner. Inscribed. It is the head of the Kwantung Army's Eastern Monte detachment, Kuniaki Kawada. And it can be dated by the era of the Showa year.

This result made John Zhao once again subvert John Zhao's cognition. According to the American way of thinking. Man at a time of extreme pain. Will say the facts that the torturer wants to ask. It's impossible to keep a secret. And the stele in front of me does look genuine. His grandfather could not and did not have time to collude with the locals and deliberately arranged for a stone monument to be erected here to deceive him.

"Who protected this monument .." Looking at the excited grandfather. John Zhang deliberately diverted the topic elsewhere." Logically. The stone bridge should be more preserved. Ancient arch bridge made of stone. It's not very common in the whole world."

"I don't know." Zhang Songling's emotions have been immersed in his memory and he can't extricate himself. Shake your head. Respond with a trembling voice." It should be the local people. year. It was also the camp where they ventured to find the guerrillas. Tell us the news of Zhao Xiaoshuan's sacrifice."

"Oh." John Zhang nodded slightly. This answer is understandable. Folk in China and the United States. There are some maverick guys. I always do things without a purpose but think I am noble. Very meaningful thing. For example, the bones of those who died in World War II are found and reburied. Or run to the Indian enclave and apologize to the latter on behalf of all the whites.

Zhang Songling didn't notice his grandson's expression. His memory along with the words on the tombstone. Slowly flew back to that era of fire. After getting the news that Zhao Xiaoxuan was martyred and was erected a monument by the little devil. Redbeard dissuaded despite the old scar. insisted on getting up from the sickbed. Led all the surviving guerrillas to the banks of the Liuhua River. Against the tombstone. One of the most successful presentations of my life. Certain passages from that speech. It still echoes in the depths of Zhang Songling's mind. Never forget.

"The little devil officer erected a monument to Captain Zhao. Hope encourages his soldiers to be as brave as Captain Zhao. The same fearlessness of death. The idea. Destined to be a pipe dream. They are aggressors. It's for plunder. Their courage cannot find any fulcrum. But we. But he is the master of this place. It is your home that you are guarding. Own neighbors. Parents, wives and children."

The fourth volume of the early spring volume ends

Alcoholic's note: The last speech is from the Internet. It is a real speech by a political commissar of the Eighth Route in history in front of the tombstone erected by the devil to the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army. The author has made slight changes when quoting. It is hereby declared that it is not original.