Chapter 2: Cross Currents (3b)

In the long night. Even if there is a glimmer of fireflies in front of you. It will also make people feel warm in their hearts.

This group of White Russians has been wandering for too long. For more than 20 years. I watched my companions who fled their homeland together grow old one after another. watched as the toddlers grew into teenagers one by one. but wandered around like himself. The longing for tranquility in the soul is irrepressible. This time. Suddenly, someone took the initiative to send out an invitation. Promise them a home. One room can be used to retire quietly. A quiet room where the bloodline continues. How could they not be thrilled.

More critically. Before Zhang Songling made a promise. Redbeard has already given them enough preferential treatment. It has been fully proven with facts. The guerrillas kept their word. The two effects are now stacked together. How could they continue to accompany Yura further and further down the path that had been proven to be dead.

Immediately. There were several White Russian veterans in their fifties who took decisive steps. Without looking back, he walked towards the camp door. Their actions were immediately demonstrative. Some young soldiers who had been on the fence. He also moved his legs again. Rushing towards the camp gate like a tidal wave. The bearded man and the others who were previously pushed out as guns saw this. They looked at each other. also secretly followed the flow of people. No one would look back at the deputy of Camp Yura. I'm afraid of being targeted by the other party. Once again, he was tricked into attracting firepower for him.

And that's exactly what Camp Yura is doing. From the moment the crowd just resumed moving. He began to nod hoarsely. Bauershak. Hold it. You've forgotten what you said last night... Alyosha. You idiot. The guerrillas had to buy bullets from the Japanese. How could it be possible to beat the Kwantung Army. Victor. You give me a stop. Have you forgotten who your brother died at? Peter. Peter. My good brother. You ......"

No one responded to him. Whoever is called by name should keep their heads down as much as possible. Speed up and retract into the brigade. So as not to be guessed by the people around you that it is himself who is the deputy point of the Yura camp. Anyway, Balshak, Alyosha, Victor, and Peter are the most common names like Zhang San and Li Si. The probability of repetition is surprisingly high. As long as you don't take the initiative to jump out. No one can sit in the right seat.

"Stop. Don't stand still. I literally threw a grenade. Really threw it. Blow everyone up. Hell has a good company." More than a dozen names were called one after another. But I didn't get any response. The deputy of the Yura battalion knew that the tide was turning. Gritted his teeth. Trembling to pull the grenade strings.

"Alright." Zhang Songling didn't know when he came back again. Far away. He waved at him with a sneer. You don't act. It's so cold. No matter how hard you play, few people will watch it. Say it. What the hell do you want to do. What conditions do I need to promise. to let go of the battalion commander Leon. Don't force others to make a big noise. That doesn't work. Just the two of us. Talk face-to-face. Remember not to mention conditions that are simply not realistic. You are smart yourself. Others are not stupid."

"I. I'm not doing it for myself." The fingers of the assistant of the Yura battalion on the ignition string immediately released. Angry and dejectedly emphasized. He also wanted to state once again that what he was doing tonight was to find a way for the brothers to live. However, I saw the crowd walking faster and faster. This lie, which is full of flaws, can no longer be spoken. Thought about it. He added by stalking his neck." I don't want to follow the guerrillas. It's as simple as that. There is no hope for following the guerrillas. We're going to leave here with all the brothers in the international camp. Take them out of the way."

"It can't be." Zhang Songling didn't even want to think about it. Categorically refused." Want to go. OK. But only for you and the few people around you. As long as you let Leon go. I promise not to pursue tonight's matter. And let you go down the mountain with your guns and horses. If you're willing to swear not to be a dog for a little devil in the future. Bullets can be dried food. I can also consider providing you with some at my discretion."

"We want fifty. Not a hundred rounds per person . Two horses each. Plus three months' food rations."

"Yes. We can swear not to provoke the guerrillas . But you can't hunt us down after that."

"From now on. Everyone goes their own way. Well water does not interfere with river water."

Didn't wait for the deputy of the Yura battalion to speak. Several of his friends have already jumped up. Loudly asked Zhang Songling for a price. For them. Things have gotten so far tonight. I can leave safely. It's already the biggest wish. I really don't dare to ask for more. So as not to anger Zhang Fatzi. In the end, nothing was found.

"Shut up." Yura was so angry that she smashed the grenade of the nearest henchman. Loud roar." He told us to go. Let's go. Why is he. We sold our lives to the guerrillas for a year. He took out a few bags of food and dismissed us. Why.. The international camp is not his. What qualifications does he have to send us away?"

The henchmen were scolded. Stunned, he looked at the deputy of the Yura battalion. No one knows how deep the desire is in this person's heart. The latter is full of lamentation for his misfortune. Angry and indisputable. Round eyes. Again: "A bunch of stupid pigs. Hopelessly stupid stupid pig. Just look out for Leon. I'll talk to him. I didn't let you speak. None of you are allowed to talk any more."

"Hmm. Then you can talk about it yourself." The henchmen reluctantly agreed. Pull the other end of the rope around Leon's waist tightened in his hand. Yi Xing Shan.

Zhang Songling didn't mind the other party's backtracking. Quietly and coldly watched. Wait for the deputy of the Yula battalion to unify the caliber with the others. And then I smiled. In a low voice, he said, "The international camp is indeed not mine. But it's also not your Yura's. You'd better stop talking about international camps. There's no way I'm going to promise you to take more people away."

"Who said I was leaving. If everyone doesn't go. I'm not leaving." Yura spat at the ground in hatred. Say it out loud.

"You want to stay. I'm afraid it's not that easy.." Zhang Songling was slightly stunned at first. Then he shook his head with a smile. You're said to have been a soldier too. Knowing the importance of military discipline to a team........"

"If you don't want to stay, you won't stay. Why? Lao Tzu is the deputy battalion commander of the international battalion. Lao Tzu can't go. It's up to you." Yura deliberately raised her voice abruptly. Trying to lure the crowd that is leaving back.

"By virtue of the fact that I am the acting captain of the guerrillas." Zhang Songling is really not interested in accompanying the other party around the bend anymore. frowned. Respond loudly." Don't waste time with this nonsense. Useless. There's no one outside to answer you. Even if there is. It's so dark. He didn't have the ability to kill him up the mountain. Let's hurry up and state your conditions. My patience is limited."

"You acting captain. We don't admit it." Yura had to work hard for a long time. Finally led the conversation to where I needed it. Use all your strength. Yelling. In his opinion. Tonight's events are destined to be no better. Instead of being driven down the mountain with the food and ammunition that Zhang Songling gave him. It's better to fight with all your might. Take advantage of the captain of the new mourning of the king's beard. The entire guerrilla army is unstable. Mudicate the water thoroughly.

Only to muddy the water completely. You can profit from it. Only to muddy the water completely. Yourself act tonight. will not be held accountable at all. I've been in the Whitebeard gang for so many years. Yura has countless precedents in mind to refer to. While everyone was stunned by his shouting. Yura continued to growl hoarsely. We don't recognize you as a captain. How old are you. He didn't even grow his beard. Why do you command us? I'm saying now that you don't see hope in the guerrillas. It's because you're the captain. We are not convinced. We need to re-elect. Elect a new captain to come out."

Didn't expect. In order to protect Leon, he repeatedly accommodated the other party. Actually accommodating such a result. Zhang Songling's face turned black with anger. The fingers clenched into fists slowly turn white. Young and young. Qualifications. Prestige is not enough to convince the public. These are the three fatal shortcomings of his current guerrilla leadership. When you have a red beard behind your back. The trouble caused by the three shortcomings is not obvious. Now Redbeard is gone. Little by little, the question came to the surface.

These days. What is it that makes my job more and more difficult? Zhang Songling didn't expect it at all. It's just that he doesn't want to put the issue on the surface too soon. so as not to affect the internal unity of the partisans. He hopes to do this through his own efforts. Through the passage of time. A little bit to prove yourself. Prove that Redbeard's choice was not wrong. Convince the doubter. Mended. The deputy of the Yura battalion suddenly yelled. All his efforts for a month were in vain.

"Brethren. Listen to me again. This fat man. Not worthy to be a guerrilla captain. Even if you're all ready to follow the guerrillas. You have to choose someone more capable to take the lead. Otherwise. Sooner or later, you'll regret it." Seeing that Zhang Songling was so angry with himself for the first time, his face changed. The deputy of the Yura battalion became more and more proud. Open your mouth. The scarlet tongue is turned inside and out." I propose. Let Captain Zheng be the captain. He's older. Experienced. Qualifications are also sufficient. He'll be the captain. I'm convinced."

This is down. The partisans at the camp gate could no longer remain calm. have come forward. Loudly reprimanded Yura for her ill intentions. The first squadron that was inadvertently pushed to the cusp of the wind and waves, Lao Zheng. was so angry that his eyes turned black for a while. Point a machine gun at Yura. Trembling and scolding." You. You damn it. Captain Zhang is the successor personally nominated by the red team. Also. It was also unanimously approved by all cadres. You. You've thrown the international camp into a mess. It's not enough. Reside. I still want to mess up the whole guerrilla brigade. Mess up."

"All the cadres. Then I don't count as a cadre. Why wasn't I there?" The poisonous snake Yura immediately seized the loophole in Lao Zheng's words. I took a bite of it." Since Redbeard said it. Take our international camp as your own. Why choose a captain. My battalion deputy didn't even have the qualifications to sit in on the hearing. Brethren. Listen to it. Think about it. Did the guerrillas really treat us as their own?"

"You. . . You shut up for me." Old Zheng didn't expect what he said in anger. actually became the handle of the other party's eyes. Angry enough to pick up the light machine gun. Swept a shuttle into the sky." Dada. Da da da. Da Da Da ......."

The surrounding White Russian soldiers were silenced by the sound of machine gunfire. One looks back. Look at a few of the people involved. Confused. The deputy of the Yura battalion was secretly happy. His face immediately pretended to be sad and inexplicable." You just swept me with a machine gun. Nor can it change this fact. Zhang Fatzi is the captain. The opinion of our international camp has not been considered. We are not convinced. I just don't accept it."

"It's not without consideration. It's your Yura's opinion. Not eligible for consideration." Zhang Songling was furious. The mind quickly regained its composure. Take a half-step forward. Condescendingly looked into Yura's eyes. Emphasize it as loudly as possible." Want your opinion to be taken into account. Two conditions must be met. First. He really made meritorious contributions to the guerrillas. Able to be the backbone of the guerrillas. Second. There must be no selfishness. There is no patronage of his own selfish schemes in his stomach. And you Yura. Which one of them can be met?"

"I ......." Yura though her skin is thick enough. I was also hesitant to ask. Eyes twinkle. I don't want to meet Zhang Songling's gaze.

But he is absolutely unwilling to give up the hard-won opportunity to turn the tables easily. Turn your face sideways to the side. Continue to say loudly: "Then which one do you yourself meet? What the hell are you better than others? Let Redbeard take care of you so much."

"How much work has Captain Zhang made. Anyone with eyes can see it." The leader of the first squadron, Elder Zheng, finally breathed a sigh of relief. Put down the light machine gun. Take the initiative to share the pressure for Zhang Songling." In addition..... "looked around. He straightened his chest. Turn the sound up to the highest." Zhang Songling was the captain. My old Zheng heart is taken orally. I don't need you to stand up for me."

"We also support Comrade Zhang Songling to be the leader of the guerrillas." In the dark. Then came a rich baritone. The deputy old marquis of the first squadron who was left by Zhang Songling at the top of the mountain camp to maintain order also arrived. There are also more than thirty well-armed combat backbones with him.

The situation completely fell to Zhang Songling's side in an instant. There is a squadron of combat backbones in. Enough to calm the situation. Besides, even Lao Zheng himself is unwilling to compete with Zhang Songling. What else can Yura's provocation gain...

The surrounding White Russian soldiers let out a long sigh. Shaking his head, he began to form a team at the camp gate. The partisans who witnessed the whole course of events tonight near the door. Then he sneered and looked at Yura. Look at how this guy has gotten things out of control. How the hell is going to end tonight.

The deputy of the Yura battalion was keenly aware of the hostility coming from all around. The hairs all over the body are standing up. Keep roaring like a mad wild dog." I'm not convinced. It's just not convinced. Except for the two of you. There are also horse team vice-presidents and Yang team vice-presidents. And Zhao Tianlong. A few of them. Who is not better than Zhang Fatzi.."

"Enough." Zhang Songling glared at him fiercely. Interrupt sharply." Stop messing around. You're pulling out everybody who was there. Everyone will make the same choice as Lao Zheng. As for yourself. Go ahead. What the hell will you want to let go of Leon? Stop trying to challenge my patience. The more it goes on. The more you guys don't end well."

"I'm ......" Deputy Yura subconsciously stepped back. But the body was pressed against the wall. There is no way back. Look at the hostile gaze around you. Look around me and tremble with fear. An accomplice who may defect at any time. Suddenly put my heart sideways. Respond loudly." I'll duel with you. If I lose. Whatever you want. If I win. You just take the initiative to let Xian."

"Okay." Zhang Songling agreed without hesitation. Let go of Leon. Rifles, pistols. I'll take your pick. So many pairs of eyes watching. You don't have to worry about me going back."

"I. I'm better than you with a sabre." It's like a drowning man grasping at the last straw. The deputy of the Yura battalion responded loudly. A pair of triangular eyes. Full of malice.