Chapter 3 Shannan and Shanbei (5 below)

The dream was so real that when he woke up, his blood was still boiling. Cao Cao washed his face with the well water he brought back last night, then picked up the shell gun and went straight to the woods in the back mountain.

Old Wei Ding couldn't rest assured, quietly got out of bed, and tiptoed behind Zhang Songling. Until I saw the figure of the little fat man stop at the place where he shot yesterday, holding the shell gun and gesturing at the circle on the trunk of an old tree, but he did not fire the first bullet for a long time. Only then did he finally breathe a sigh of relief, smiled, and staggered back to sleep.

The barge gun is indeed difficult to control, especially the one counterfeited by the Shanghai factory, and the gun head shook so much that it was impossible to align the front sight with the target in a straight line before the trigger was pulled. However, this little difficulty could not discourage Zhang Songling's enthusiasm for gun practice. Not only is he now carrying his own mission, since the moment he escaped from Huluyu Railway Station, the wishes of all the members of the Blood Flower Society have been actively carried on his shoulders. Therefore, if you practice your marksmanship well one day earlier, you will be able to go to the battlefield one day earlier. At that time, even if the 29th Army is really as unbearable as Peng Xuewen said, and even if the central government is really as weak as Fang Guoqiang said, he can still deal with the Japanese alone. Until he fell into the dream of the Qianqiu family and country like the predecessors of the Blood Flower Society, or completely drove the Japanese devils out of China!

The muzzle of the gun is easy to shake, and it is not something that cannot be overcome. When they were studying in the provincial capital, the school once organized Zhang Songling and them to go to the military camp to observe Chairman Han's pistol brigade training martial arts. Those elite dead soldiers who are one in a hundred miles are also a box cannon in their hands. In order to ensure the accuracy of the shooting, in the summer, they stripped naked and stood under the sun, flattening the box cannon with one hand, and one end was two hours. Some people who are willing to endure hardships, in order to keep improving, also specially hung sandbags on the barrel of the gun, and the end is also steadily flat.

Zhang Songling didn't believe that what the Han Fuqu Guards could do, he couldn't do! is a manly husband, because he has been able to eat since he was a child, his physical fitness is much stronger than those soldiers, and he should not be a little difficult, so he gave up the dream of wielding a shell gun to hit the head of the little devil.

While cheering himself up, he tried to flatten the muzzle of the gun. Don't pull the trigger in a hurry, first seek to reduce the barrel shake. It's like writing big characters when I was a child, being patient and doing water grinding kung fu. The difference is only that when I was a child, the teacher always held a whip and strictly supervised behind my back. And now, supervising him is the eyes of his fellow Blood Flower Society who can never close.

From the east just shining, practice until the morning glow is full. From the morning glow to the sky, practice until the sun rises three poles. For several hours in a row, Zhang Songling tried to maintain a flat-end muzzle posture. It was only when Yu really couldn't hold on that he replaced his right hand with his left hand. When his left hand could not hold on, he took the gun with his numb right hand, and continued to try to level the muzzle of the gun.

During this period, Xiao Er's family came quietly, probably to discuss with Zhang Songling how to form a guard team. Seeing the latter's pious face, he hesitated for a moment and quietly walked away. Near noon, he found that Zhang Songling had not come back for dinner, and the old military master Wei Ding couldn't bear it anymore, so he took a few Zhuang Ding up the mountain, dragged him back.

"You don't have an arm! If something goes wrong, it's a lifetime thing! Seeing the little fat man's already blue arm, the old military division counted it in distress. You can't be a fat man if you eat in one go! If I knew you were so anxious, I shouldn't have given you a gun! ”

"Didn't I think I wouldn't disgrace your old man?" Zhang Songling knew that he was at a loss, and while moving his wrist, he slapped the old military teacher's ass. When the latter heard this, a proud smile immediately bloomed on his face, "Why, you are much better than their waste." Even if you can't shoot, with this ......" he pointed to his head, "he can throw them 108,000 miles away!" Take it easy in the future, don't practice to the death! There are so many people in our iron and blood, and when it's your turn to shoot on the battlefield, it is estimated that it will not be far from the nest being killed! ”

"Hmmm! I try to practice as leisurely as possible, practice leisurely! Knowing that the old man is for his own good, Zhang Songling didn't have the words to agree.

"I went to the guard team in the afternoon, and Xiao Erzi had already picked all the people. You're also a vice-captain, you can't even show your face! The old military advisor thought about it and reminded him earnestly.

He is ready to support Zhang Songling as a handsome talent, but he doesn't want the other party to be a fierce general. As the commander of the three armed forces, the most important quality is to be able to convince the public, not to be able to shoot. If the box cannon is good, those gunners in the bandit cottage can pull out one at random, and they can throw off Zhang Songling a few streets. But the gunner is the gunner, the big boss in the cottage, will never let the gunner do it, on the contrary, those who shoot very ordinarily, usually only know how to drink a big bowl with the brothers, and eat a large piece of meat, but there is always a chance to sit on the top spot.

"Okay, I'll go over in the afternoon to help the second boss Zhang Luo Zhang Luo!" took the benefit of the old man's 200 rounds of ammunition, and Zhang Songling tried not to disappoint the old man. He knew in his heart that the old man had never met talents for most of his life, and all his dreams after he got old were to be able to assist a hero and make contributions in troubled times. I can't be the big ears of the old man's dream, but there is no need to puncture the old man's dream. That would be too cruel and unfair to an old man who is already sixty years old.

Xiao Er's family seems to have the same mentality as Zhang Songling, knowing that his father-in-law has done many things too childishly, but he never refutes it. It's about helping the elderly realize their dreams seriously. Thanks to his efforts, the guards were able to erect a stand in just one day. After another two days, they could walk in horizontal and vertical rows, and they already looked like regular troops.

Zhang Songling also made some efforts in it, but on the whole, he did not participate deeply. He spent most of the day immersed himself in getting acquainted with the guns. And at night, I couldn't see that the old military division was so old, and I had to stay up all night to sort out the account books, so I had to re-operate the abacus to share some pressure for the old man.

The days passed like this, in the busyness. In mid-to-late July, Xiao Er's family drove a carriage to Baoding, and exchanged 5,000 catties of millet and 10 pigs for more than 100 old Hanyang products that had been eliminated in the army from the hands of the regimental commander Ji whom he had met before. At the same time, it also brought back several very embarrassing messages. The 29th Army held a third peace talks with the Japanese, but, like the previous two peace talks, broke down as the Japanese devils sat on the ground and raised prices. During the period when the two sides were talking to each other, tens of thousands of Japanese devils drove in from outside the pass and aimed their guns at Beiping City.

"This may be the last batch of guns!" Xiao Er's family is familiar with the road this time, so he came back quite quickly. While handing over the guns and bullets to Zhang Songling and the old military master Wei Ding to count and put them in storage, he sighed and reported to everyone. "Commander Ji, they are about to be pulled out, where to go specifically, the army has the rules of the army, I dare not inquire carefully. But this battle, I'm afraid it will have to be fought in Dali soon! ”

"Then we have to prepare early!" When Wei Zhankui heard this, he immediately became anxious. Wielding a shell gun, he shouted loudly, "A few days ago, I discussed the merger with Zhao Zhuang and Xu Zhuang's Zhuang protection team. They also pushed back. I'll lead the team over tomorrow and aim more than 200 guns at them, and see if they dare to stab me again?! ”

Before the devil called, it was the unanimous opinion of the old military master and several presidents and vice presidents to seize every opportunity to strengthen the team, so he would not oppose Wei Zhankui's approach in public. It's just out of caution that he added an insurance policy to Wei Zhankui's side, "Let the second master take the guard team and go with you!" ”

"Hmm!" Wei Zhankui was a little uncomfortable, but habitually chose to accept it. His prestige, connections, and financial resources were far inferior to the old military master Wei Ding, and he easily did not dare to deny the latter's advice.

"I'm not going. I don't know much about the situation here, and I can't help if I go! Before the old military adviser looked at him, Zhang Songling preemptively asked for leave. I still practice guns in the morning, and help you read the ledger in the afternoon and evening. Save yourself from staying up late tonight! ”

Swallowing someone else's ranks, some unpleasant things will inevitably happen in the process, and even bloodshed may occur. In the spirit of not letting the young people see too much of the dark side of the Iron and Blood Society, the old military advisor nodded and accepted Zhang Songling's request for leave.

This decision made with a soft heart made Zhang Songling elated. Before the inventory of the newly stocked guns and ammunition was finished, he made an excuse and went straight to the shooting range in the back mountain. Before leaving, he also copied another box of barge guns and bullets that the old military division specially explained to Xiao Guotao this time, and dropped a sentence "Deduct from my military salary for next month!" Fly and run.

"This stinky boy!" Looking at Zhang Songling's back, Xiao Guotao shook his head with a smile. If you don't consider the factor that the other party may threaten your status in the Iron Blood Society, whether it is him, or Wei Zhankui, Lu Fang, and Yang Dashun, they all like this little fat man with a sunny face when he smiles.

"It's only been ten days, and I can already get the bullet to fall on the target!" The old military advisor also looked at Zhang Songling's back as he jumped away, and shook his head with a wry smile. Now, he himself began to doubt whether the decision to keep Zhang Songling as a handsome talent was correct. Judging from the current situation, the future of the little fat man may be more and more towards Zhang Fei, who can draw beautiful pictures, rather than Liu Bei, a calm and experienced big-eared thief.

"The old Lu Zhi family in our village has a daughter who is about the same age as Deputy Zhang. My daughter-in-law told his mother-in-law what you mean, and his mother-in-law promised to take her daughter over to visit relatives in the next few days! Vice President Lu Fang still remembered the task assigned by the old military master Wei Ding, lowered his head, and said quietly.

"My mother-in-law also asked several people in Yangjiazhuang, and I heard that Deputy Zhang Team is a scholar from a big city, and she is willing to bring her daughter over to see each other!" Another vice president, Yang Dashun, also stepped forward and reported in a very small voice.

"Peek at each other, don't let him know. If you think it's okay, let your daughter show her face in front of him. On the other side of their big city, they are all like this. When the two sides saw the right eye, I came forward to talk to him again, and he immediately cried and shouted to ask my old man to come to the door to propose! The old military master Wei Ding secretly glanced at Zhang Songling's back, which had gradually disappeared into the woods, and told him like a thief.

"Got it, got it. You old people don't worry, we have also heard of the rules of the big city. The presidents and vice-presidents were like foxes plotting to steal chickens, smiling more treacherously than the other.

"Ahh It was very hot, but Zhang Songling sneezed suddenly. In the past few days, he always feels that someone is secretly looking at him, but he can't figure out what is wrong with him, and he is always being watched as a flower?

"Whatever!" As he raised his gun to the target on the trunk, he shook his head and drove all the confusion out of his body. Time is running out, and according to the latest news brought back by the second master, I am afraid that the Beiping side will have to fight the Japanese army in the next few days. Once the 29th Army could not withstand the attack of the Japanese invaders and was defeated, Cuizhuang, Yangzhuang and Xiaozhuang in the vicinity may not be able to escape the clutches of the Japanese invaders.

Before the arrival of the Japanese devils, we must practice the ability to shoot and kill the enemy. The sense of urgency that existed in the subconscious forced Zhang Songling to do his best. After more than ten days of hard training, his wrists can now basically adapt to the weight of the shell gun. Although the barrel is still a little shaky when the trigger is pulled, the effect on aiming has been much weakened. Especially between the first and second shots, in the past, even if the first bullet barely hit the target, the second bullet had to fly into the sky. Nowadays, as long as the first shot can hit the target on the trunk of the tree, the second shot basically hovers on the edge of the target, and will no longer fly so that it cannot be found at all.

However, the price paid by Zhang Songling is also quite huge. Not to mention that his arm does not look like it grows on his body every day, in order to change the bullets, he also advanced his military salary for three consecutive months. Fortunately, Lao Wei Ding was in a happy mood recently, and specially explained to Xiao Er's family to go to Baoding City to find the head of Ji to change a batch. Otherwise, even if the old military division didn't trouble him, several other leaders and deputies would be angry at him because of the excessive consumption of shell guns and ammunition.

In the past few days, the guard team has to follow Xiao Er's family to carry out tasks, and Zhang Songling does not need to go to order any more in the afternoon, and there is a lot more time to practice marksmanship. But what made him very uncomfortable was that after only two days of practice, there were several waves of mothers and daughters picking wild vegetables near the shooting range. The mothers and daughters seemed to be not afraid of being hit by stray bullets at all, and circled back and forth around the shooting range. Zhang Songling was so anxious that his forehead was sweating, so he had to hastily end the day's training and go back to work as a bookkeeper for the old military division.

After a night of boredom, Zhang Songling came to the shooting range early again the next morning. After practicing for a short while, I saw several pairs of mother and daughter who came to pick wild vegetables. Although it may not be the same wave as yesterday's, he still packed up his target and moved deeper into the woods to practice marksmanship in line with the principle that if he can't be provoked, he can hide. However, what he never expected was that after less than half an hour of silence, the girls' pale blue floral cloth clothes reappeared in his sight.

This time, there was no mother with them. Instead, a couple of girls, each carrying a small straw basket, jumped like birds, and walked back and forth through the summer woods. While walking, he also hummed a mountain song softly, vaguely: "The south and north of the mountain are beautiful, the scenery is good, the bee flowers are busy collecting honey, they are busy collecting honey, where to collect nectar and send it, give it to the little girl in the village, the little girl." The girl raised her smiling face, smiling face, just like the flower, the same look......"

Hebei girls are already tall, and the water and soil near Weizhuang are good. The healthy faces of several girls were lined with green grass and green mountains, like elves who had fallen into the mortal world.