Chapter 417: Deputy Commander Meng Lao Tzu is not convinced by you

Linhe Township, Hebei Border Region, Western Hebei. The weather was sunny. In the afternoon.

On the northwest side of the southeast dirt road intersection of Linhe Township, there is a ten-acre open space with a gentle slope from west to east, and there is a stage at the west end of the vacant land. To the east and south of the intersection are endless fields of crops, growing corn and sorghum that are already more than a person's height. For many years, this vacant land has been the venue for the villagers of Linhe Township to celebrate the New Year's festival and invite the opera troupe to sing a big opera to celebrate the harvest and hold a villager meeting after the grain harvest, and it is also a gathering place for villagers from seven or eight nearby villages, mountain people in the mountains, and foreign businessmen to gather on the fifteenth day of every lunar month. However, due to the cruel and tragic war of aggression against China by the Japanese invaders in the past few years and the extreme shortage of materials, the scenes of crowds, gongs and drums, singing big operas, and jubilant and lively markets have disappeared for many years.

Since some companies of the special column were stationed in Linhe Township, this open space that had been hoeed off by the soldiers and overgrown with weeds became a training ground. At this time, except for a few squads and platoons that went out to carry out tasks, the soldiers of other companies all came to the training ground, and the soldiers trained enthusiastically and sweatily after dividing them into different training subjects. Chief of Staff Zhou Qiwei stood on the stage in full armor and with a strict military appearance to guide and supervise the training of the soldiers, and Company Commander Yao Jian tirelessly demonstrated to the soldiers.

Meng Dakui, deputy commander of the special column, walked onto the stage in full armor, with a dignified and dignified appearance, and walked on the stage with high spirits, exchanged military salutes with Zhou Qiwei and watched the training together.

"Chief of Staff, why hasn't Political Commissar Yang come to participate in the training in the past two days?"

"Oh. Commander Meng, Political Commissar Yang injured his foot and neck during training a few days ago, it was very swollen, and it was inconvenient to walk, and he needed treatment to recover and rest for a few days before he could participate in training again. ”

"Oh, then let him rest for a few days. Ay? Chief of Staff, no, why are there so few soldiers from Fang Lusheng's company? I think there are only two squads, what are the other fighters doing? What's going on? ”

"Alas, don't mention it. Speaking of this bandit, even I have a headache, and you will know why if I don't say why. Commander Meng, I can't control them, I can't control them. Hmph, the other fighters must still be taking a nap in the dormitory. ”

"Huh? Chief of Staff, how else can there be such a thing in a special column ?! ”

"Commander Meng doesn't believe it, right? Just check it out. It's been like this for a few days. ”

How can that be? Hum! This laziness to evade training must be corrected! Chief of Staff, go! Let's go and see, I don't believe it, can't we cure this group of bandits? ”

Meng Dakui and Zhou Qiwei stepped off the stage and strode into Linhe Township. Four guards with * on their backs followed closely.

When they came to the dormitory, more than a dozen fighters wearing only pants lay side by side on the bunks and fell asleep. The tall and burly deputy company elder Hei slept soundly in the innermost part of the shop. The mahjong tiles and peanut skins on the table under the south window are mixed together, as well as wine jars and more than a dozen wine bowls. The dormitory was messy, dirty, and smelled of sweat.

Meng Dakui looked at it, his eyebrows furrowed, and he shook his head. He bent down and picked up the bucket with his right hand that was full of cool and deep well water, and with his left hand picked up the gourd scoop and walked to the big old black. Meng Dakui scooped up most of the scoop of water and splashed it on the big black face.

The sleeping old man who was sleeping with his back to the sky and his legs crossed was suddenly stirred by the cold water, and woke up in an instant, stood up and stood up, stood on the bunk and raised his hands to wipe the cold water on his head and face, his eyes widened angrily, and he shouted angrily:

"Hey?! Hey?! What bastard would dare to pour cold water on Lao Tzu's face while he was sleeping?! Tired and crooked?! Do you want to be beaten or killed?! ”

Meng Dakui didn't say a word, and poured cold water on the faces of each sleeping soldier one by one. Zhou Qiwei and the four guards couldn't help but laugh when they looked at it.

More than a dozen soldiers were woken up by cold water one after another, and they all stood on the bunk with their eyes wide open

Staring at Meng Dakui, clenching his fists and daring to be angry but not daring to speak, he was waiting for Da Lao Hei to give an order.

"Hey?! It's you?! Meng Dakui, your kid is so uncomfortable that you have nothing to do, so you ran to Lao Tzu to find a beating, right? After speaking, Da Lao Hei clenched his fists and jumped off Tongpu with bare feet, and walked towards Meng Dakui angrily, putting on a desperate posture.

More than a dozen fighters also clenched their fists and jumped off the shop barefoot, and walked towards Meng Dakui angrily. Four guards raised their guns at the same time* and pulled the bolt to load the bullets.

"Huh?! Shoot! The big black man walked up to the four guards and stood still, and said loudly without fear or disdain in the face of the muzzle: "Do you have the guts?!" Do you dare to move with Lao Tzu?! Meng Dakui, you don't need to scare Lao Tzu with this set, if you have the ability, you can go out and fight with Lao Tzu alone, do you dare to do it? ”

"Put down the gun! How can you turn your guns on your comrades and comrades?! Monkey business! Stand aside for me! Meng Dakui pushed away the four guards who were in front of him and Zhou Qiwei. He looked at the appearance of the big black who was not trying his best to provoke and challenge, and felt a little funny. "Humph! Huh? Big Black, do you dare to fight alone with me for a few moments of three-legged cat lame tricks? Don't scorn me, I can't afford to lose this man. ”

The four guards immediately obeyed the order and put down the * in their hands and separated from each other.

"Humph! Meng Dakui, there is a fart for bragging and talking big! You don't have to look down on people, no matter what tricks you make, it's good kung fu to knock you to the ground! Do you have the guts to compete?! The big old man blew his beard and glared, opened his teeth and claws to challenge Meng Dakui.

Da Lao Hei used to be a native of Wangjiadian at the foot of Daqing Mountain in the southwest of Liaoning, and he has been farming and hunting for generations. A few years ago, the Japanese army swept to Wangjiadian Tu Village, brutally killed Da Lao Hei's parents, brothers and sisters-in-law, and ruined his newly married wife and sister. After burying his family, he had to flee his hometown, and he fled on foot overnight. More than a month later, begging all the way along the way, he finally came to his chosen destination, Taihang Mountain in the border region of North China, Hebei and Western Hebei, and prepared to take refuge in the mountains and hunt for survival. The old man, who was weak and hungry, and had a high fever caused by gunshot wounds and knife wounds on his body, fainted on the side of the road at the foot of the mountain, and was found by Fang Lusheng, who was robbed and returned to Feiyun Village, and rescued him on his back to the mountain. After recovering from their injuries, the two burned incense and kowtowed to worship their son, and since then they have become brothers in life and death, crisscrossing the rivers and lakes.

After putting on their clothes, the crowd went out into the courtyard. Da Lao Hei moved his waist and limbs, rubbed his fists and rubbed his palms, and stared at Meng Dakui with his eyes wide open and opened the fighting posture.

"Hey? Are you still here? Meng Dakui looked at Da Lao Hei contemptuously with a look of disdain. Big black, forget it. I'll knock you to the ground with three punches and two kicks, and you'll be so embarrassed and shabby. Hurry up, take the fighters to training. ”

"Meng Dakui, what's the matter? Scared? Today, either I have subdued you, or you have subdued me. No, no one wants to get out of this yard today. "Da Lao Hei has a fierce posture that he can't fight or convince Meng Dakui.

In addition to completely subduing Fang Lusheng and Fang Jiren from the bottom of his heart, Da Lao Hei relied on his own people to be highly powerful and did not take anyone in the special column in his eyes. He was not convinced that Meng Dakui became the deputy commander as soon as he came to the special column, which was older than the official rank of his eldest brother Fang Lusheng, which made him even more unconvinced. He didn't know how high Meng Dakui's martial arts were? How much higher can it be than him? He didn't know, and he didn't want to know, what the result would be if he competed with Meng Dakui? He only knew that his body was strong, his arms were long, his fists were hard, and his shots were fierce and fast. At this time, Da Lao Hei thought of giving the brothers of Feiyun Village a prestige and playing the brave and strong prestige of Feiyun Village.

"Yo hey? Look at your posture and you can't fight, huh? Okay, then I'll go through a few tricks with you. Meng Dakui untied the armed belt around his waist, took off the two shell guns that he was carrying diagonally on his left and right shoulders and handed them to the guards standing beside him, and then took off his high riding boots. Meng Dakui was worried that wearing riding boots would kick and injure Da Lao Hei.

"Huh? Why do you really want to do it? You two each give a step and forget it, it's not good to hurt anyone. Zhou Qiwei shook his hands and dissuaded.

"Chief of Staff, stay away, don't hurt you!" After speaking, the big old black eyes widened, and he waved two hammer-like fists and pounced fiercely at Meng Dakui.