Dai Tianxu left the Zhao family with his subordinates, it stands to reason that the security team is a local armed organization, funded by some local tyrants and squires, to form such an organization similar to the militia group, so that they can protect their lives and property, but now the national government has taken the exercise of these security teams into its own hands, and has become a kind of organization that is half army and half police, and now the main task of the security team is to suppress the Communist Party, and this case involves the bandit leader Leng Mian Hu on Yunwu Mountain, And the suppression of bandits was not within the reach of his security team of more than 200 people, so Dai Tianxu reported the matter to the above.

The eldest lady of the Zhao family called the housekeeper to her: "You go and send a telegram, call the eldest young master back, and give his father a funeral." ”

Zhao Jinwen, who was teaching at the Huangpu Military Academy in Guangzhou, received an urgent call from home, and knew that his father had been killed, so he hurriedly borrowed a jeep and set off overnight, and finally rushed back to Zhaojia Village on the morning of the third day. On the other side of the village, firecrackers sounded, and the villagers celebrated with their hands in joy, cheering for Zhao Dajiang's death. Zhao Jinwen couldn't help frowning, but he didn't expect his father's death to make the township applaud, which shows that his father's behavior on weekdays is too arrogant and domineering, and the people are too resentful.

The housekeeper saw Zhao Jinwen coming back, and hurriedly stepped forward: "Young master, you are back, the master was killed by thieves." ”

Zhao Jinwen staggered to the mourning hall, looked at his father lying in the coffin, and shouted with sadness: "Dad, my son is not filial, and he is a step too late." ”

Then he bowed three times to his father's coffin, and wept bitterly.

The eldest lady helped Zhao Jinwen up, her eyes were red: "Jinwen, your father was killed by the cold-faced tiger on Yunwu Mountain, you have to remember to avenge your father!" ”

"Mother, my son remembers, if you don't avenge this revenge, you swear not to be a person." Zhao Jinwen bit his lip, and secretly swore in his heart that he must kill his father's enemy with his hand.

"But the county's security team can't count on it, they came to check it and there was no follow-up, I sent someone to inquire, the captain of the security team said that they can't do anything about the bandits in Yunwu Mountain now, their main task now is to suppress the communists, if they want to exterminate these bandits, they have to order from above to send more people, just his security team of two or three hundred people is not good at all."

"Mother, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, the security captain is right, now their first task is to suppress the Communist Party, and there are indeed not so many troops for suppressing bandits, I really don't know how my father will encounter such a disaster this time?"

"Jinwen, those thieves are fierce, they not only killed the master, but also emptied the grain in the granary, robbed our family of gold, silver and jewelry, and left a note on the master, saying that if you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself." The second wife hurriedly twisted her waist and stepped forward to tell Zhao Jinwen what happened that night.

"My father has really gone too far over the years, otherwise he wouldn't have suffered this catastrophe. I told him before I went to the military academy, don't push those poor people too hard, barefoot people are not afraid to wear shoes, they are really driving people to a desperate situation, those people can't do anything? ”

"Oh, young master, how can you help that gang of thieves speak? Your own father was killed! The second wife didn't expect Zhao Jinwen to blame her father for being too pressing, so she suffered this retribution.

"I think the eldest young master is right, if it weren't for the fact that the old man has cornered those villagers over the years, jumping into the river and hanging himself, he would not have suffered this retribution." The third wife stood on Zhao Jinwen's side and felt that Zhao Jinwen was right.

"You slut, if it weren't for the old man who took a fancy to you, your whole family would have starved to death by now." The eldest lady stretched out her hand and slapped the third wife: "You actually said that the killing of the master was retribution, I think you don't want to live." ”

The third lady covered her face, tears falling down her face.

"Mother, don't embarrass the third aunt. At the beginning, my father got her good friend on death row. She wanted to rescue the good friend who married her father. My dad has really done too much to do over the years. ”

"Jinwen, you went out to school for a few days, why didn't I recognize you, why did you help outsiders talk and blame your father? Do you think your father deserved to be killed? The eldest lady could not understand what her son was saying, and she was so angry that she burst into smoke.

"Okay, mother, I'm wrong, let's let my father settle in the ground as soon as possible."

Although Zhao Jinwen did not agree with his father's actions, as a son of man, this pain of losing his father did make him sad, and he secretly swore that he must use a cold face to relieve the hatred in his heart.

After hurriedly taking care of his father's funeral, Zhao Jinwen returned to the Whampoa Military Academy. The killing of Zhao Dajiang gradually died down.

After a few days of training, the three of Chunyazi basically mastered the driving skills, and then more brothers mastered this new technology, including Leng Jinqiu and Lao Liu, the Xiang brothers, etc.

"These four wheels are different from those with four hooves, they don't need forage, they load more, and they run faster." Xiang Zuo gently patted the body, full of joy.

"Although this iron horse doesn't eat grass, it eats gasoline, and it's easy to get it on the forage mountain, but where is this gasoline going?" The sixth looked at the fuel gauge, and the pointer was already halfway there: "The two tanks of gasoline that I brought back last time have all run out, right?" ”

"yes, if there was no gasoline, the car would be like a pile of scrap metal." Xiang You heard the sixth child say this, and his brows tightened.

Leng Jinqiu turned his head to Peng Ruofei, wanting to hear his opinion.

Peng Ruofei smiled helplessly: "Brother Xiang You is right, if this car does not have gasoline, it is no different from a pile of scrap iron, but now gasoline is very scarce, and money may not be able to buy it, but we can use alcohol instead." Big boss, you have a lot of hot bars there? ”

"I have wine, is it okay to burn the earth?"

"Why don't we try it, I'll pour the rest of the gasoline into the tin box that holds the gasoline."

Peng Ruofei said, found a reed rod, unscrewed the lid of the fuel tank, stretched the reed rod in, and then sucked it with his mouth, and the gasoline came out through the reed rod, Peng Ruofei poured the gasoline into the iron box containing the gasoline, and emptied the gasoline in the tank.

"Tiezhu, Jin Sheng, go and get some jars of soil and burn them." Leng Jinqiu sent someone to bring earth shochu over.

Soon, the two of them brought over the four jars of earthen soju, and Peng Ruofei instructed the two of them to pour the two jars of earthen soju into the fuel tank.

"Alright, I'll go up and try."

Peng Ruofei covered the fuel tank cap, then got into the cab, started the engine, stepped on the clutch, and then stepped on the accelerator, the car slowly drove forward, and Peng Ruofei drove the car back along the mountain road.

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