Chapter 3 Shannan Shanbei (6b)

"It's the warehouse that President Lu brought people into this morning's absence." Eager to show his skills in front of his relatives, Zhao Xiaoshui rushed to the windowsill and reported loudly to Zhang Songling, "The people from Lao Xuezhuang and Wasteland Village in the west want to join the Lianzhuang Association, and Grandpa Wei agreed to them the day before yesterday. So this morning, according to our rules, they sent the people who should have donated to the congregation! ”

"Oh! That's right! Zhang Songling nodded, with a knowing expression on his face. Because of the more than 200 Hanyang Formations in his hands, the Iron Blood Society has become one of the largest forces in the vicinity. Even the Huluyu security team, if it is calculated only by the number of heads and weapons, it is easily compared to the Iron and Blood Society. Therefore, some nearby Zhuangzi had the idea of seeking refuge from the strong. I hope that when my family is spied on by bandits or Japanese criminals, the big tree of the Iron Blood Society can help with volunteers.

"This is my cousin, this is my cousin. Both of them came to see me! Taking advantage of Zhang Songling's head-raising speech, Zhao Xiaoxuan took the initiative to introduce the two girls to each other.

The round-faced girl immediately lowered her head and played with the corners of her clothes with her hands. The melon-faced girl was not very shy, nodded at Zhang Songling, and asked softly, "We didn't bother you, right?" Just now, I saw you beating the abacus beads very fast, and I was curious, so I stood here and watched for a while! If you're not used to being watched, we can go now. ”

"It's okay, it's okay! Come all the way and talk to this bolt for a while! Leave me alone, I'm busy with myself! How did Zhang Songling know that the girls had come to "see" themselves, and when they heard each other speak politely, they hurriedly smiled and expressed their attitude.

Immediately, he quickly moved his gaze to Zhao Xiaoshuan and ordered in a low voice, "Hurry up and pour a bowl of boiling water for your cousin and them to drink, on a hot day, don't let the two of them dry out!" ”

"Hey!" Zhao Xiaozhuan agreed, and rushed out like a monkey to find the teapot nest. (Note 1)

"This kid!" Shaking his head at Zhao Xiaoshui's back, Zhang Songling turned his gaze back to the ledger again. Ten lines at a glance, both hands beat the abacus to a crackling sound.

This two-handed bead algorithm is the ancestral skill of the old Zhang family. When he was in middle school, whenever he showed his skills, he would attract many onlookers. He has long been accustomed to this, so he doesn't care who the audience is at the window at the moment, and he doesn't mind whether the other party is male or female.

The girl with a melon seed face and a round face, but she didn't expect Zhang Songling to be so "arrogant". The originally shy smiling face swelled up with a black mist. Just as he was about to stomp his feet and turn to leave, he heard the sunny boy in the room shouting, "Little bolt, what's going on with this account?" The old military advisor didn't seem to have told me about it! ”

"Which one, which one!" Zhao Xiaozhuan carried the teapot nest and ran back like a fly. He didn't care about pouring water for his cousin, rushed into the house, and reached out to grab the account book, "Are you talking about this salary and food?" I know, I know, today before Grandpa Wei went out, he paid the masons in the villages. A few days ago, they built big chimneys on the high places of each village, and they came to hand over the work today! ”

The big chimney is the common name of the beacon tower by the locals. In order to help each other with the surrounding villages, the old military master Wei Ding specially allocated special funds from the Iron and Blood Society to build a beacon tower for each of the villages that joined. And made an appointment with each village, no matter who lit the beacon fire first, the other villages immediately brought the whole village to support. If you see the beacon fire lit up at the headquarters of the Iron and Blood Society in Weizhuang, it means that there is a war to be fought immediately, and the young men from all the villages rush to gather in front of the ancient temple of Weizhuang, take up arms, and go to the national disaster together.

For the villages located in the hilly area and the transportation is very inconvenient, the construction of the beacon tower is undoubtedly a good idea. At least it can quickly warn the surrounding area of foreign attacks, and it also avoids the problem of young men always concentrating on the headquarters of the Iron and Blood Society, so as to delay the farm work.

With admiration for the old military division, Zhang Songling continued to sort out the account books. The more I looked at it, the more I felt that the old military division did not go out of the mountains to assist Chairman Jiang and Deputy Commander-in-Chief Zhang in this life, and it was indeed a condescending talent. Taking this iron-blooded society as an example, when Zhang Songling first looked at the account book, it was only more than sixty earthen guns, with a scale of two or three hundred people. Now, just over a month later, it has expanded to more than 1,000 people and nearly 400 guns of various colors. If you can train them strictly, you may not be afraid of them when you encounter small-scale Japanese devils one day!

Just thinking about finishing today's work as soon as possible, he didn't notice when the two female audience members at the window left. And the first time I put down the ledger and moved my arms and legs, the hunchbacked veteran military division who went out early in the morning to run errands had already returned. looked at Zhang Songling, then at the two empty water bowls placed on the windowsill, lowered his head, and asked mysteriously, "There was a guest here just now?!" Well, can you talk to them? ”

"It's a little bolt's guest, I'm too busy with work to greet them!" Zhang Songling thought hard about it, and vaguely turned out two vague shadows from his memory.

"Alas!" The old military advisor stretched out his slap, as if he wanted to hit someone. But in the end, he touched Zhang Songling's forehead very gently, "Don't be busy with work, you should go out for a walk, just go out for a walk." Our Weizhuang piece, the scenery is actually full of tranquility! ”

"Not bad indeed! It's just that there are more people in the mountains recently, and I want to find a place closer to practice guns, but it's not easy. Zhang Songling nodded in agreement, not feeling that the old military master had anything to say at all.

encountered such a master who did not enter the oil and salt, and the old military division was gone. Shaking his head, he gave up abruptly, "Then you just go farther away, just remember to come back for dinner at a certain time." ”

Before the words fell, he hurriedly added, "But don't go too far tomorrow." Tomorrow morning, I have to go to Baylor Village in Dadongtou with Zhan Kui and Xiao Erzi, they also have a joint village club there, and the number of people is on par with us, but there are not as many guns as us. If we can take them in, we'll have 2,000 people in our meeting! ”

"Aren't you going to be busier?!" Zhang Songling smiled and complimented him.

"I'm busy with my old man, and you kid can't be idle! When the time comes, I will divide the people into five brigades, and reserve the most elite one for you. How about it, keep me here, it's not a loss, right?! Old Wei Ding smiled, his face full of pride, "If you go to Song Zheyuan's side, you can be a big head platoon leader, and you will be in the sky!" You have to look at people's eyes everywhere. On our side, you can make your own decisions about everything! ”

"I'm afraid that they won't be able to bear it!" Zhang Songling now also feels that the development prospects of the Iron Blood Society are considerable, and he knocks on the bricks and nails with a smile.

"It's okay, my old man is here. This time, I'll see who dares to make irresponsible remarks! The hunchbacked veteran military master Wei Ding slapped the shell gun on his waist and assured loudly.

The two of you will talk about it and sort out the future development direction of the Iron and Blood Society. The next day, the old military advisor Wei Ding got up early, and together with Wei Zhankui, Xiao Guotao, and Lu Fang, the three presidents and vice presidents, went to Beile Village, which was about 40 miles away from the village, to discuss the merger of the two villagers' autonomous armed forces. In order to show their strength, they deliberately brought the direct guard squadron and Zhao Erzi's squadron with them and loaded their guns to gain the initiative in the negotiations.

The last vice president, Yang Dashun, stayed in the meeting to deal with all kinds of sudden emergencies. This person is a stuffy gourd, and he will not easily assign work to others. Therefore, Zhang Songling also stole a free day and continued to practice shooting skills outside the village. This time, there was no more disturbance from the girls who were picking wild vegetables, and he was engrossed in practicing until he had exhausted the quota of twenty bullets, and then put away the box cannon and walked down the hill slowly.

It was nearly noon, and the village was quiet. The sorghum and corn in the fields have grown to more than half a person's height, and from a distance, it looks like a turquoise sea. Between the layers of water waves, there are a few small boats scattered around, which are wooden houses that the farmers have set up in advance in the fields in order to drive away wild boars, bears and other wild animals. At night, you can live with a shotgun in your hand, and you can listen to the sounds of frogs and birds around you while watching the starry sky. ，

Rao grew up in a small county, and Zhang Songling also felt a little relaxed and happy when he saw this picturesque beauty. Stretching slightly, he strode back to the side courtyard of the ancient temple. took cold water and washed his face, cleaned up his clothes, picked up the dishes and chopsticks and was about to go to the room to eat, but he saw Zhao Xiaoshui, the little follower of the old military master Wei Dingxin who had not been in for a few days, stumbling over, with a worried face.

"Plug, what's wrong? Who stepped on your tail! For this little guy who is several years younger than himself, Zhang Songling loves him very much, leaning out of the window and laughing and teasing.

"Ahh Zhao Xiaozhuan was not taken aback, and almost stumbled and fell. It was Zhang Songling who waited to see the question, and immediately rushed over and shouted loudly, "Hide, Brother Zhang, you hide quickly." My third aunt, my third aunt and husband are coming to arrest you with someone! ”

"Catch me? What is your third aunt doing with me? Zhang Songling was taken aback, turned back to the house, took the box cannon from the wall, and held it tightly in his hand.

The third sister-in-law of the little bolt is Yang Dashun, the vice president. Zhang Songling asked himself if he had no grievances with him, why did he say that he would turn his face? When I was confused, I heard the little bolt shouting with a crying voice, "Hide quickly, hide in the woods in the back mountain." My third aunt ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he heard a rush of footsteps outside the door. Vice President Yang Dashun, with more than a dozen young people from Yangjiazhuang, all holding Hanyang Zhuang, rushed in.

This time, Zhang Songling didn't need to hesitate anymore. With a thumb on the box gun, the safety was easily pushed away. Immediately after, he held a gun in one hand, facing Yang Dashun's head. Half of his body was hidden under the window, not giving anyone else any chance. "President Yang, what do you mean by that!"

Before Yang Dashun could react, he had lost his first move, and he couldn't help but be annoyed and angry. Pulled over Zhao Xiaoshuan, and slapped his head and face, "Little rabbit cub, I told you to eat inside and outside, I told you to eat inside and outside, and I told you to eat inside and outside......."

"Stop, or I'll shoot." Seeing that the corners of Zhao Xiaoshuan's nose and mouth were bleeding together, Zhang Songling's fingers were bent and he was ready to pull the trigger. Yang Dashun didn't dare to fight with him, instinctively took a few steps back, kicked away his nephew Zhao Xiaoshui, and said loudly: "We didn't come at you." You, a foreigner, don't mind our affairs. Hand over the key to the warehouse, let's go our separate ways, and no one will provoke anyone! ”

"Hand over the warehouse key, hand over the warehouse key!" Several other young men from Yangjiazhuang held Hanyang and threatened loudly.

"Warehouse keys? What do you need a warehouse key for? Confused by the sudden situation, Zhang Songling still forced himself to deal with it calmly. The old military division Wei Ding and they went to Beile Village, which was only more than forty miles away from Weizhuang. If someone finds out that the situation in Wei Zhuang is wrong and secretly runs to report the news on horseback, it will not take two hours for the old military division and several other presidents to come back with a large team of men and horses to "quell the rebellion".

Yang Dashun refused to talk nonsense with Zhang Songling at all, raised the dead fish's eyes, and shouted: "What are you doing, of course, to take away what my Yangjiazhuang deserves." Old man Wei and his son-in-law have scraped so much from everyone's heads, and the two of them eat meat, so we have to let the people of Yangjiazhuang have a soup to drink! ”

"Yes, take back what we deserve in Yangjiazhuang."

"Divide the account, divide the account!"

A few young men from Yangjiazhuang shouted nonsense.

"That's money and food used to fight against Japan!" Zhang Songling was furious, and the words of reprimand rushed out of his mouth. "The old military division has never touched a point by himself, and all expenses are recorded in the notebook!"

"Fight a fart day!" Yang Dashun, an honest man, suddenly had a seizure, and his words were no slower than Zhang Songling. "Even the 29th Army was beaten down by the Japanese, just with our few broken guns, can we use eggs?! Whoever is willing to send to death will be sent to death, we people in Yangjiazhuang don't do that stupid hat! ”

"Yes, our people in Yangjiazhuang don't use your people in Weijiazhuang as cannon fodder!"

"We don't make stupid hats!"

There was another shout, which made Zhang Songling fall into an ice cave. Just yesterday, he read an old newspaper sent from outside, saying that the 29th Army and the Central Army were joining forces to fight a fierce battle against the Japanese invaders, and there was no difference between victory and defeat. It was only less than half a day before I heard the news that the 29th Army had been defeated. But no matter how cold his heart was, he couldn't watch Yang Dashun and the others divide up the money, food, and materials that Lao Wei Ding had collected by all the means of abduction and abduction in front of him. Gritting his teeth, he said sharply: "If you want to split up, no problem." When the big boss and the military advisor come back, you tell them face to face. Don't come any closer, don't force me to shoot. You know how many bullets I have in my gun! ”

It is difficult for the box gun to hit accurately, but it can't stand up to a short distance, and Zhang Songling's hand has enough bullets. Moreover, these days, Zhang Songling's hard practice of marksmanship has been seen by everyone, and they all know that what he said is true. For a while, I really didn't want to come with him, so I had to hold Hanyang to make a threat, and shout gossipily, "Don't delay your efforts!" Wei Zhankui, a few of them can't come back! Hand over the keys as soon as possible, and we'll all share it with you, so you don't have to go home! ”

"You have a gun, we have a dozen. If there is a kind of shooting, let's see who dies first! ”

"If you have a kind of shooting, I can't beat you!"

"Ping!" Zhang Songling pulled the trigger on the scalp of a young man who was shouting the most and swept the other party's hair away. "Stop pushing me! Otherwise, everyone will die together! ”

Unexpectedly, the little white face from other places really dared to be ruthless, and the young man screamed miserably, and squatted on the ground with his scalp in his arms. Several other young men also quickly dispersed, panicked in the courtyard to find a hidden object. Yang Dashun was embarrassed by the clumsy performance of his subordinates, and he also pulled out the shell gun, shot two shots at the sky, and roared angrily, "Stand up for me, stand up." Hold the gun flat and aim it at the window. Whoever dares to hide it again, I will kill him with my own hands. ”

The young men did not dare to disobey, and trembled with Hanyang, and continued to confront Zhang Songling. Yang Dashun put away the shell gun and gently arched his hand at Zhang Songling, "The little brother is a character, Yang admires it." But after all, you are only a gun, and you can't kill so many of us at the same time. You have heard what the brothers have just said. Wei Lao Xiucai and Xiao Mao Tao will definitely not come back. If you know each other, you hand over the key, and you can take the silver dollars and bullets in the storeroom. If you have to force me to fight hard, let's both try, try, see if you kill all of us first, or if we beat you into a sieve! ”

"You lie, how can they not come back!" Zhang Songling was thinking hard about countermeasures, while continuing to entangle with Yang Dashun with words.

If the shell gun in his hand could really hit every shot, he would have shot one at a time, and the bastards outside would have been killed. But his own troubles know that if he has enough time to aim, he can kill an enemy with an average of two bullets, which is already considered lucky. If you don't have any preparation, you will raise your gun and shoot indiscriminately, I am afraid that you will use up all the bullets pressed in the gun, and you may not be able to kill half of the enemy outside.

At that time, he will only have the share of the other party to slaughter. And the silver dollars, bullets and grain in the warehouse will presumably be looted by the scum of Yangjiazhuang.

was anxiously thinking about the idea, and heard Yang Dashun sneer and say: "I'm lying, what kind of character is that old immortal, I dare to make his rumors?" If something happens to them, will I dare to touch the things in the warehouse? Don't deliberately delay time, even if you delay until the evening, no one will come back to help you! ”

With the connections and prestige of the veteran military advisor Wei Ding, I am afraid that if he does not die for a day, he will be able to suppress several presidents and vice presidents so that they don't even dare to come out! So ......., I'm afraid ......, Yang Dashun's words are not made up seven or eight times out of ten! A burst of despair came to his heart, Zhang Songling raised the muzzle of the gun, and was about to exchange his life with the people outside, but at this moment, a dull loud noise suddenly came from the distance.

"Boom!"

"Boom, boom!"

Immediately after, several clouds of black smoke swayed up from the east of the village, heading straight into the sky.

"The Japanese are coming!"

"The Japanese devils are coming. Run, run into the mountains! "Someone was screaming outside the ancient temple, as if it had reached the end of the world.

"Little bunny!" Yang Dashun didn't care about taking the key with Zhang Songling anymore, took out the shell gun and swung it left and right, and ordered his descendants, "Follow me to smash the door, smash the door, take the silver dollar, let's withdraw!" Little bunny, if you have a kind of you, you will catch up! ”

"Sooner or later you will regret what you did today!" Zhang Songling replied weakly, turned over and walked out of the window. Take the opposite direction to Yang Dashun and others, and rush to the ancient temple.

In the open space in front of the temple, people came and went. Some are carrying boxes, some are carrying baskets, and some are holding Hanyang-made in their hands. Zhang Songling wanted to find someone to ask about the specific situation, so he reached out and pulled several times, but he didn't hold any target. ran a few steps against the flow of people to the east entrance of the village, and saw the squadron leader Zhao Erzi holding the pole Hanyangzao, running towards the village with blood on his head.

"Captain Zhao, stop. Stop, what the hell is going on! Zhang Songling completely let go this time, grabbed the gun in Zhao Erzi's hand, and asked loudly.

"The Japanese, the Japanese are coming!" Zhao Erzi's voice was full of crying, grasping the barrel of the gun and pulling hard.

"How many people, in what direction? What about the old military divisions and big bosses?! Zhang Songling clenched the barrel of the gun and continued to ask loudly.

"I don't know, I don't know anything. You don't ask me, you don't ask me! Zhao Erzi, who was usually majestic in front of people, let go of Hanyang and squatted down howling, like a wronged child.

Zhang Songling was helpless, so he had to squat down with the other party and ask in the gentlest tone of his life: "Second brother, second brother, don't cry, what's the use of crying?!" Where are the Japanese? What about the military advisors and the big bosses, aren't they going with you to Baylor Village? ”

"A trap, that's a trap. The people of Baylor Village have long been in collusion with the Japanese. We didn't get to the place before we were ambushed by them. Zhao Erzi responded intermittently while crying, "Sandang had two shots at home, and he couldn't do it on the spot." The big boss and the second boss protected the military division to retreat, and met a group of Japanese devils on the way, and then, and then I didn't know anything! ”

Ashamed and scared, Zhao Erzi hugged his head and cried loudly. Zhang Songling patted him on the shoulder, sighed, turned around, and continued to walk towards the entrance of the village. Along the way, there were many more brothers who fled back in despair with Hanyangzou in their arms, and he did not stop any of them, nor did he have any interest in stopping them.

"Our brothers usually eat and drink spicy food, and when it is time to work hard, no one can diarrhea!" He remembered that once when he was eating pork stewed vermicelli, Wei Zhankui, the big boss, raised his wine glass and said this to the brothers present.

At that time, everyone's response was like a landslide and tsunami, "No! Sacrifice your life for righteousness and kill yourself to become a benevolent! "Sacrifice your life for righteousness, kill yourself to become benevolent!"

It was like in a dream. There was a moment when Zhang Songling really thought that he could lead the Iron and Blood Society to do something great with the help of the old military advisor. But I never expected that these people, under the banner of anti-Japanese resistance, were full of food and drink, but in the end they all became a bun!

He felt a deep shame, for the sake of the Iron and Blood Society, and for the sake of the group of numb people around him!

He carried the box cannon and continued to flow east against the fleeing people, not daring to turn back a single step.

Note 1: Teapot Nest: A primitive thermos flask with porcelain gall and a soft thatched coat to maintain the temperature of boiling water.