Chapter 4 The Flag is Fluttering (Sixth Middle School)

Zhang Songling has never seen such bright eyes on a man's face. If it weren't for the bronzed skin and the bright red scar that ruined the overall beauty, he even had some doubts that the little stone in front of him was a Mulan who served in the army for his father, who specially cut off her hair and confused others.

Fortunately, he only moved his gaze down a few inches slightly, and he found the other party's Adam's apple, smiled, and explained softly: "This kind of thing, why should I lie to you?!" The customers of our small grocery store were ordinary people. It's good to have something to kill, who still picks what tea foam is not foam. As for the tea bricks, they are pressed out with coarse tea stalks, and they are specially wholesaled to the foot merchants who are about to leave for the mouth, and the locals don't drink them at all! The weather outside the mouth is cold, and there are no tea trees. And Mongolians eat a lot of meat, and if there is no tea to scrape off the fat in the stomach, it is easy to go blind! (Note 1)

This kind of business experience, the layman must sound confused. Shi Liangcai was soon dizzy, touched the back of his bare head, and said with a smile: "I used to hear people say brick tea, brick tea, and I thought it was a high-end product!" It turned out that it couldn't be sold in the Guannai, and it was specially produced to fool the Mongols! Then it's really better to drink my jujube leaf tea, so don't fool you with stalks! ”

"It's not exactly a stalk, there is also the knowledge of old tea and new tea here. Old tea needs to be brewed with flavor, and it can withstand boiling in a place close to the stem. New tea needs to have a fresh taste, and the taste, color, and shape of the leaves are first-class when brewed with the buds before and after Qingming. Hehe, in fact, I don't know much either, it's all hearsay! "I have the heart to make friends with the other party, Zhang Songling tried to explain in detail as much as possible.

Let's talk about it, and soon there is no sense of alienation from the first acquaintance. The officer Lao Gou was lively for a while, yawned, and said excitedly: "I'll go sleep for a while." You're talking. His grandmother's, last night had a meeting for most of the night, and I was trapped to death! ”

"You just go to sleep, Brother Zhang's affairs are wrapped up in me!" Shi Liangcai quickly stood up and sent his boss back to the room to rest.

Zhang Songling also stood up and watched Lao Gou disappear behind the straw curtain in the east room. Before he could dip his butt on the chair, the straw curtain was lifted, and the officer Lao Gou poked out half of his head from behind the curtain: "Shi'er, don't patronize and chat." If you have time, you can take Brother Zhang out for a walk and familiarize yourself with the situation in the camp. Also, by the way, I helped him get the guy who was eating. The bastards of the Second Division have guarded our flanks like a sieve, and they don't know how many small Japanese devil troops have infiltrated them. Oh no, we'll have to wipe their butts tomorrow! ”

"Got it! Go to sleep, and I'll wake you up again when it's time for dinner! Shi Liangcai agreed loudly, took Zhang Songling's hand, and led him to the west room. These houses were borrowed from fellow villagers, and there were only earthen kangs. It's hard, and the good thing is that it's spacious enough. I put your luggage at the east end of the kang, which is a little cloudy over there and cool at night! ”

"Thank you, Brother Shi!" Zhang Songling had a good impression of Shi Liangcai, nodded and thanked him with a smile.

"It's all my own brothers, what's polite!" Shi Liangcai waved his hand and protested with a smile.

The two entered the door hand in hand. What catches the eye is a large earthen kang. It is three meters long and two meters wide, and it is covered with a mat made of sorghum stalk bark, yellow, orange and orange, shiny, and very neat. On both sides of the neat kang, two sets of pale green futons are stacked on top of each other, both of which are very new, and the threads exposed at the corners are still pure white.

On the west side, about half a foot higher than the futon, there is a lattice stand made of wood. The shape is very small, and the height and width can be adjusted at will. Inside the lattice was a book, and on the outermost side was a wooden handle with two shell guns hanging from it.

This is what Zhang Songling is most familiar with, and he instinctively wants to reach out and take it. Before he could get close to the ondol, he heard Shi Liangcai shouting in a low voice behind him: "Don't move, that's my gun, yours hangs in the east!" ”

After shouting, I realized that my attitude was too urgent, so I quickly smiled again, and explained in a different tone: "My guns are usually not insured, for fear that you will get rid of the fire." On the other side of yours, I also made you a small wooden shelf and hung it on the wall! ”

Zhang Songling turned his head in disdain, and sure enough, on the east wall, he saw his two shell guns. It's all just been rubbed, and the surface of the gun is spotless. Shi Liangcai untied his gun, buckled the insurance, and handed it to Zhang Songling, "For the convenience of the gun, I sawed off the saw, you will definitely not be easy to use." ”

Zhang Songling took the other party's shell gun and looked at it, there was indeed no crosshair. smiled and returned it, and said in a low voice: "I can't even hit the crosshair, let alone the crosshair." How do you practice your gun, how can you aim at the target without a crosshair?! ”

"Hey, practice! Fight every day, and slowly hit the feeling! Shi Liangcai rehung his gun and explained with a smile, "I'm not the only one in our spy camp who sawed off the crosshairs. Our chief and head Ji are also on the box cannon, and there is no crosshair. When it comes to marksmanship, the two of them are much more accurate than me. Within 100 meters, it basically means where to take it, raise your hand! ”

"Really!" This time, it was Zhang Songling's turn to have little stars in his eyes, staring at Shi Liangcai, his face full of disbelief.

"In the future, we will have to stir horses and spoons in a pot every day, why am I lying to you?!" Shi Liangcai smiled and asked without modesty. "By the way, I've checked both of your box cannons for you. One of them is a copy from Shanghai, so it's best not to use it again in the future. In case you get stuck at a critical moment, it is equivalent to selling your head to others! ”

"Hmm!" Zhang Songling nodded, looking at his two box cannons, his eyes vaguely showing a little reluctance. Shi Liangcai guessed his thoughts, smiled, and added in a low voice: "When you get to our secret service group, you are still worried that you can't find a gun?!" Didn't our chief ask me to take you to the meal just now? Let's go now and get all three pieces back. The sooner you get acquainted with it, the more you can save yourself from being blind on the battlefield! ”

"The three major pieces?" Zhang Songling froze again, looking at Shi Liangcai, confused.

"Didn't you tell you, sir?" Shi Liangcai glanced at him in surprise, and then added with a smile, "I thought he had already told you, the people of our secret service group, the guys who eat are three major pieces, one long and two short." The long one is made in Hanyang, and it has just been replaced by the German 24-style recently, and the short guy is a box cannon and a big blade! ”

"Big blades?" The more Zhang Songling listened, the more confused he felt. In his memory, the big blade seems to be the patent of the 29th Army, when the Great Wall was resisted, the brothers of the 29th Army took this guy and cut off the Japanese devil on his back.

"Of course, that's our Northwest Army's life-saving stunt!" Shi Liangcai straightened his chest and was full of pride. "Back then, our old chief followed behind Feng Dashuai......"

Next, it is about the glorious history of the 26th Route Army. Zhang Songling actually heard it once from the mouth of the officer Lao Gou, but he was distracted when he listened, his left ear went in, and his right ear went back. This time, Shi Liangcai re-made up the class, and only then did he remember that the 26th Route Army and the 29th Army both belonged to the same line of the Northwest Army, and the big blade was the treasure of the town army, and basically everyone could pick it up and play it a few times.

Idle left and right, Shi Liangcai simply took Zhang Songling's hand and went out, while introducing him to the basic rules in the camp, he walked towards the quartermaster's office. After walking about a mile deeper into the camp, Zhang Songling realized that the secret service group was indeed not in vain. If nothing else, just talk about the shirtless brothers in the playground on both sides of the road, all of them are like tigers. If it is placed in the people, I am afraid that one can fight ten. If ten people line up and wave a big knife forward, I am afraid that if they cut it with one sword, they will all be powdered.

"That's the brothers of the 1st and 3rd Companies of the 2nd Battalion!" Seeing Zhang Songling's face full of awe, Shi Liangcai explained with a smile, "These two companies are both known for being good at night battles. And the night battle is mainly melee combat, and the broadsword is the most convenient! ”

"Then ..... camp?" Zhang Songling nodded and asked casually.

"Our battalion is a battalion, and it is the fist of our entire special service group." Shi Liangcai smiled and added proudly, "The big blade is no worse than their second battalion, and this ..... is the best." Dividing the thumb and index finger of his right hand, he compared the shape of a gun, "The emphasis is on catching a water bowl during the day and a cigarette butt at night." You'll soon be able to see for yourself! ”

"Oh!" Zhang Songling admired it so much that he threw himself to the ground. He had felt the gun and knew how hard it was to handle. Sensei said that he had to tie a pig a hundred meters away and let him beat it, and he could kill it within three shots, and he had to do somersaults with joy.

Thinking that his marksmanship might embarrass the secret service group, he was a little apprehensive. Just after passing the playground, there is the shooting range. More than 30 brothers dressed in grass-green summer clothes were holding shell guns and taking turns firing at targets 100 meters away. Every time six rounds are fired, the shooting stops. Immediately after, someone jumped out of the trench under the target, waving a red flag to count.

"One target position, six ten rings!" "Target No. 2, six ten rings!" "The third target position, five ten rings, one nine rings!" "Target 4, 6 ......"

Before the brother with the red flag could complete the number, the brother who had fired at the third target had already lowered his head, obediently handed the shell gun to his companion, and then ran away a few steps, grabbed a stone barbell, and raised it one after another. "One, two, three, four......"

It took twenty lifts before he put down the barbell sweating profusely and trotted home. But no one of the brothers over there sympathized with him, and continued to keep a straight face, pouring bullets at the target paper that had just been changed, "Ping-pong, ping-pong, ping-pong, ping-pong......."

"One target position, six ten rings!" "Target No. 2, six ten rings!" "Three targets, six ten rings!" "Target 4, 6 ......"

The sound of the report sounded again, and Zhang Songling's heart was weak for a while. Shi Liangcai didn't open the pot, pulled him to an empty target position, and shouted at the officer next to him who was supervising the training: "Old money, borrow your gun to use." This new student soldier from our battalion let him have a few rounds of enjoyment! ”

"Don't borrow, don't borrow! Absolutely not borrowed! The officer, who was called Lao Qian, shook his head like a wave drum, but at the same time untied the shell gun from his waist and handed it over with one hand, "Don't show off your kid, okay?" These brothers under my command have been practicing for less than two months, and they can't afford to be hit by you! ”

"Long-winded!" Shi Liangcai grabbed the shell gun, looked at it, and then handed it to Zhang Songling, "Take it and fight, don't save bullets for old money." He's in charge of recruit training, and he has bullets on hand! ”

Zhang Songling didn't want to be embarrassed, but he couldn't resist the temptation of the blue steel luster on the barge gun, so he tentatively took it over, aimed at the target a hundred meters away, and carefully aimed at it. The hand trembled violently, and the bullseye was in the field of vision, and it also trembled violently.

After all, it had been a hard time, and soon, his hands stopped shaking, he held his breath, and pulled the trigger for the first time. "Ping!" The bullet whizzed out of the muzzle, leaving a black dot in the center of the target. Smiling wryly, he took aim a second time and pulled the trigger again, "Ping!" The bullet flew out again, hitting the underside of the bull's-eye, and a round hole was made. Zhang Songling took a deep breath, the third, fourth, and fifth shots, and in a blink of an eye, he finished the prescribed six shots, but he hit another seven rings, one five rings, and two bullets, but he didn't even touch the target, and he didn't know where he flew.

Shi Liangcai watched carefully beside him, nodding and shaking his head constantly while watching. When Zhang Songling's gunfire completely stopped, he quickly stepped forward and reached out to wrap the back of Zhang Songling's hand, "You look at it like a wild road!" The muzzle of the box cannon jumped up, which was an innate defect, and the gods could not solve it. You have to do this, keep your eyes on the target, don't think about how to pull the trigger, feel it, immediately hook your fingers......."

As he spoke, he flipped Zhang Songling's right hand, palm down, back of hand up, and slowly moved from left to right, "shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot......"

"Ping-pong, ping-pong, ping-pong, ping-pong ......" With the sound of cheering, bullets flew out continuously, and on the target 100 meters away, the waist made a straight line.

"Change hands!" Letting go of Zhang Songling's hand, Shi Liangcai ordered, and there was no human fireworks in his voice. Zhang Songling mechanically accepted the order, changed the shell gun to his left hand, and moved mechanically with the other party's instructions, "Turn your wrist, palm down, back of hand up." Counteract the muzzle jump with the movement of the arm, shoot, shoot, shoot......"

"Ping-pong, ping-pong, ping-pong, ping-pong......" There was another continuous burst of gunfire, and the bullets flew out, left, right, and right, hitting the target with bullet holes everywhere.

Note 1: For a long time, brick tea has been an important means of vitamin supplementation for grassland peoples. If you lose the supply of brick tea, you will suffer from various diseases due to vitamin deficiency. Therefore, there is a saying that tea can scrape oil.