Chapter 4 Boys (No. 1 Middle School)

"Yes." Zhao Tianlong laughed loudly, as excited as if he had just robbed a carload of red goods.

The area around Heishizhai is rich in leather, medicinal herbs, cheese and meat, but the necessities of life such as grain, vegetables, and tea are severely lacking, especially the latter two, almost all of which rely on external input, once the input channel is cut off, the enemies in the city can only live by eating dried meat, and it will not take long to produce many uncomfortable symptoms because of the lack of vitamins.

"I can only say that I will try my best to cause some trouble for the little devils and slow down their gathering!" Zhang Songling shook his head and shrugged his shoulders with a smile, "The devil has put on a posture at any cost this time, the difficulties in the supply of materials in a short period of time are not enough to make them retreat, I estimate that between us and the devil, sooner or later there will be a fierce battle to fight, but at present, both sides are not fully prepared, and no one is sure of victory." ”

"Then why don't we strike first." Zhao Tianlong didn't have the habit of being beaten passively, and immediately thought of doing it before the little devil was ready, but seeing Zhang Songling's casual appearance, he quickly scratched his head, and added with a smile: "Look at me, I'm making up my mind again, I guess how to deal with the little devil, you and the old party have already discussed it, what's the matter, use me to return to the team, if you need to, you will send a telegram to the palace." ”

"What Lao Fang and I mean is that you'd better take the time to go to Bethune International Hospital, the doctors there are very experienced, maybe you can come up with a better way." Zhang Songling pondered for a moment, and finally decided to go straight.

In the few months that Zhao Tianlong was not on the mountain, the morale of the brothers dropped a lot, especially the cavalry, although they were still serious and brave in training and combat, but they always seemed to want to miss something more than the original, and many times it seemed that they were training for the sake of training, fighting for the sake of fighting, not like the original, and they were full of passion all the time.

Therefore, it is imperative to let Zhao Tianlong return to the team to heal his injuries, but his physical condition does not allow Zhang Songling to make such a request, so he can only try his best to create better medical conditions for him first, and then he can talk about continuing to fight in the mountains.

"Don't go, don't go, don't go, what are you going to do." When Zhao Tianlong heard this, his head immediately shook like a rattle, "Dr. Zhu has said that I have a spinal nerve injury, and surgeons all over the world can't solve it, isn't this Uncle Scar coming down with you, just let him stay in the palace for a few more days, prick me with needles, and then take some decoction, maybe the problem that Western medicine can't do can solve immediately." ”

Although this person has not studied Western medicine for a day, and he has no proper way to speak and act, his kung fu is indeed very good, and all the injuries in the guerrillas are handled by his old man, and he has repeatedly pulled the seriously injured back from the death line.

When he was hesitating whether to persuade a few more words, he heard Zhao Tianlong say with a smile: "Anyway, the shrapnel has long been cleaned up, and the rest is all about recuperation, Uncle Scar's decoction and acupuncture may not be worse than the foreigner's set, you came just in time this time, leave the Oriental White Dragon Horse for me, and bring the rhubarb back to the mountain, I have to learn to ride a horse again now, and change to an obedient one, which is easier to get started." ”

"The White Dragon Horse was originally brought down to you!" For Zhao Tianlong's request, Zhang Songling agreed very happily, the Oriental big white horse is a special mount for officers carefully cultivated by the little devil, although the sprint speed is not as good as Zhao Tianlong's yellow horse, but it is easy to control, and the steps are also flat and steady when trotting, and it is easy not to fall the owner on the back.

"Take the rhubarb back, I always squat in the palace to raise fat, it is about to be wasted." Zhao Tianlong took over Zhang Songling's words and reiterated them again.

"How's that going to happen?" Zhang Songling hurriedly waved his hand vigorously, "Rhubarb has always only recognized you alone, besides, I rarely lead the charge anymore, I am only responsible for commanding in the rear, it follows me, and it has no use at all." ”

"That's better than retiring in the palace!" As if he was afraid that his own mount would not find Bole, Zhao Tianlong strongly recommended it to Zhang Songling, "Take it, if you don't ride, you can ride it for others, Lao Fang, Lao Zheng, Xiao Batu, anyone, Rhubarb is a good horse, the destination of this life is destined to be on the battlefield, don't delay it because of me, the master." ”

"Brother Long." Suddenly realizing something, Zhang Songling raised his head and quietly looked into his good friend's eyes, however, in those copper bell-like eyes, he did not see the slightest resentment and unwillingness, only the tranquility and tolerance that he was familiar with, like a lake after a storm.

"Don't mother-in-law, let you bring it, you can bring it, it won't be long before I can go back, I believe in Uncle Scar's medical skills." Zhao Tianlong smiled faintly, his face full of peace.

"When the time comes, I will roast lamb on the mountain and invite you to eat." Zhang Songling stretched out his hand, shook Zhao Tianlong's hand, and promised softly.

"If you don't get drunk, you won't return." Zhao Tianlong stretched out his other hand, patted the back of his hand twice, and responded with a smile.

The communication between confidants did not require too many words, and the two casually said some other topics, and when they saw that it was not early, they said goodbye.

Zhao Tianlong's yellow horse was obviously unwilling to part with his master, and when he walked out of the gate of the palace, he suddenly stopped, and his four hooves were nailed to the grass like iron nails, no matter how Zhang Songling coaxed, he refused to move one step forward.

Seeing this, Zhao Tianlong had to walk to the side of the yellow huss in person, held its face, whispered to soothe, patted again, whispered, and spent a lot of effort to finally persuade the yellow husper, willing to let Zhang Songling climb into the saddle, the sun also fell to the edge of the sea of grass, the orange-red round round was supported by the autumn grass in the sky, fluttering with the wind, up and down, rendering the whole world as unreal as a dream.

"When I'm gone, when I'm fine, I often come over to have a look." Zhao Tianlong slapped Huang Huma's ass hard, stimulating the latter to jump half a foot away, "Take care, I'm waiting for your good news here." ”

"Brother Long, take care, we are also waiting for your good news." Zhang Songling turned half of his body from the horse, waved vigorously at his good friend, and in the autumn light, he saw Zhao Tianlong's figure illuminated by the sunset behind him, with the blue sky above his head, his feet on the earth, and the boundless green ocean around him.

"Take care ,,。" Zhao Tianlong's arms were raised high, waving vigorously in the slanting sun, until the yellow huss carried the back of his good brother and completely merged with the autumn light.

When the sound of the horse's hooves had completely ceased, his arm fell and slammed against the base of his thigh, no pain, almost no pain, and the other sensations were extremely faint, but deep down, the sensation of a needle came over him, making him stagger, and he could barely stand on his feet.

He knew that the brothers were looking forward to his return as soon as possible, and he also understood Zhang Songling's kindness, but how could the deputy captain of the guerrilla team be appointed by a cripple, which would not bring any improvement to the combat effectiveness of the team, but would make the entire guerrilla force and the entire Blackstone base area become a joke in the mouths of others.

And at the beginning, he had personally promised Redbeard that he would never tarnish the banner above his head in this life, even if it was a little star, never, he was Zhao Tianlong, the dragon who would practice his words.

The sun jumps, leaving a lonely and proud figure in the sea of grass.

Standing up to the sky, rather bending than bending.