It's really true to the old saying. The road to heaven is endless, Chen Zikun and Zhao Ziming did not hesitate, followed the young man forward for dozens of steps, and cleared a bunch of weeds, but saw an old vine hanging on the edge of the cliff, black and shiny, extremely tough, and stretched into the mist of the abyss.

The young man didn't say a word, grabbed the rattan and slid down, Zhao Ziming followed, Chen Zikun was on the edge of the cliff for a while, the Japanese soldiers were beaten by the elusive snipers and didn't dare to take their heads, so he also grabbed the old vine and slid down.

The old vine is more than ten zhang long, firmly on the cliff, Zhao Ziming but saw the clouds and mist in front of him, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded, he didn't pay attention, don't drop the shell gun on his waist, not even a shadow, and then look below, the young man has let go of the old vine, and landed firmly on a protruding stone edge of the cliff, only a palm-wide stone edge to walk the goat is OK, and it is purely a fantasy to go.

"Follow me, don't look down." The boy looked up.

Zhao Ziming followed his father, he was competitive since he was a child, coupled with the foundation of martial arts, he had a solid bottom plate, climbed the rock wall and walked steadily, followed the boy step by step and slowly moved down, and then looked at the above, Chen Zikun also came down, and the pace was more steady than him.

Slowly, finally to the bottom of the valley, the stream below is murmuring, the scenery is picturesque, the young man dragged the fire gun on his back to his chest, and said, "Let's go." ”

Chen Zikun recognized this child as the child of Cheng Shi, an Olympic athlete selected by himself, and said, "Zhuzi, don't wait for your father?" ”

The bolt pillar said: "My father will come back by himself." ”

Zhao Ziming said curiously: "Just your father, no one else?" ”

Zhu Zhu said: "Well, there is also Huzi, who is my domestic wolf hunting." ”

Zhao Ziming scratched his head, where is this, the ambush just now, without the cooperation of four or five people, there was only one person! And hunting wolves, what kind of thing is that, I've only heard of hunting dogs.

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On the cliff, the cold guns continued, the snipers seemed to have a good heart, in addition to killing all the officers and military officers, they showed mercy to the remaining privates, no longer headshots, only legs, every shot someone covered their legs and fell, screaming, the soldiers shot frantically for their own courage, some people couldn't stand the stimulation of their comrades constantly dying in front of them, and howled bitterly, and there were bursts of echoes from the mountains, which was dozens of miles away from the county seat, and no one could save this small team of lone soldiers.

The Japanese began to retreat, dragging the wounded soldiers and stumbling back, the terrifying sharpshooter still chased them, but the gunfire was different from before, it became the familiar gunfire of the 38-style rifle, this guy must have picked up the weapons of the dead, and used the guns of the Japanese to kill the Japanese, which is really hateful.

The battle lasted until the evening, and out of the 40 Japanese soldiers, 10 were killed, 21 were seriously wounded, and 9 were slightly wounded.

The moon was bright and the stars were scarce, and the remaining Japanese soldiers looked at the miserable white moon, listened to the moans of their comrades, and the howl of wild wolves came from the mountains in the distance, and they couldn't help but tremble, and a young guy said with tears: "I miss my mother's rice balls so much." ”

Not far away, the barrel of the gun, which had been quietly sticking out, retracted.

"Huzi, go." Orion Cheng Shi patted the head of the hunting wolf beside him.

A huge and hideous-looking wolf looked at the Japanese soldiers around the bonfire with a pair of green eyes, got up quietly and followed the master.

Cheng Shi carried seven three-eight big covers on his shoulders, a Winchester shotgun, that was still a gift from Chen Zikun back then, shotgun bullets need to be imported, the county can't buy them at all, every year Chen Zikun sends people to send three or five hundred bullets to the county, Cheng Shi is not in vain, every time he uses fox skin, wolf skin, bear paws and other prey in exchange, although the two have not met after the Berlin Olympics, but the friendship has continued in this way.

Chengjiazhai is located in the depths of Daqing Mountain, behind the Tiger Leaping Stream, there is no guide to lead the way and can not be found at all, Chen Zikun and Zhao Ziming followed the bolt all the way to the trek, finally arrived in the village, introduced the two guests into their own home, the village is rare to have outsiders to visit, a group of people around the door to watch the lively, there are a few old men still know Chen Zikun, and he greeted him affectionately, the bolt pillar mother is busy cooking on the fire, there is nothing delicious in the mountain, that is, the game tube is enough, the wall is hung with smoked wild boar, and the corner of the wall is placed with the liquor brewed by the bud valley.

It didn't take much effort, Cheng Shi came back, carrying back twelve rifles and three belts full of magazines, and the descendants of the village hugged him, and their eyes were shining, so many brand-new fast guns, but they couldn't be bought with money.

Cheng Shi threw the gun to the ground, and told a few juniors that there were dozens of guns somewhere on the mountain, you go and get them, and the juniors went excitedly, so he walked into the house and said with a smile: "The greeting is not good, and I hope that General Chen Haihan." ”

Chen Zikun got up and bowed to the end: "Thank you Brother Cheng for saving your life." ”

Cheng Shi said: "Where is the word, the Japanese invaded, the Chinese people should kill the enemy and serve the country, these are what I should do, in other words, the Japanese have hit Daqingshan, we have defeated?" ”

Chen Zikun said: "It's not just a defeat, it's a fiasco, I have tens of thousands of elite soldiers, and there are only a few dozen people left today, but even if there is only one left, I have to fight with the little devil to the end." ”

Cheng Shi said: "That's good! me, burn a pheasant, and I'll drink a cup with General Chen. He removed the wild boar on the table again, and said: "I'd rather eat two taels of birds than half a catty of meat, and taste the wild pheasants of Daqingshan, which is almost this wine, and it is not as good as the county's wine. ”

Zhao Ziming hugged his fists and said: "My surname is Zhao, Zhao Ziming, a railway worker in Beitai, followed my uncle to fight Japan." ”

Chan added: "Ziming is the commander of the railway workers' anti-Japanese coalition army, and he is very young and promising. ”

Cheng Shi was in awe: "It turned out to be Commander Zhao, disrespectful and disrespectful." ”

Zhao Ziming was a little embarrassed, but fortunately, the fire was raging in the fire pond, and he couldn't see the blush.

The three of them drank a bowl of wine, and Cheng Shi asked, "Why did this widow enter Daqing Mountain?" ”

Chen Zikun sighed, starting from the Battle of Songhu, to the fall of Nanjing, the massacre, to the defense of Beitai, and the battle of Gongjia Village, gradually, the house was full of men from Chengjiazhai, and everyone gathered under the oil lamp to listen attentively to what was happening outside.

"Hey, the Japanese are rampant, I think they could only harass them along the coast at the beginning, but now they have even beaten Ying Tianfu." A white-bearded old man shook his head and sighed, Chen Zikun knew that what he wanted was the end of the Ming Dynasty, although the people of Chengjiazhai were deep in the peach blossom garden, but they were not ignorant of the outside world, Cheng Shi had been to Europe, taken a plane, seen the world, and brought modern civilization into Chengjiazhai.

The young people were indignant and screamed to fight the little devils, Cheng Shi raised his hand to stop their uproar, and said: "I don't dare to guarantee anything else, as long as they dare to step into Daqing Mountain, I will let the Japanese die without a place to be buried." ”

Zhao Ziming took a bite of wild boar meat and said unconvinced: "The breath is so big." ”

Zhu Zhu said proudly: "Every tree and every stone in this Daqing Mountain, my father knows everything about it, he is the mountain god of Daqing Mountain!" ”

Cheng Shi scolded: "Boy, don't talk nonsense, the mountain god is like me." ”

Chen Zikun looked at the pair of green wolf eyes outside, and said solemnly: "That's right, you are the mountain god." ”

Cheng Shi was silent for a moment and said, "I understand." ”

Zhao Ziming was a little confused, and said in his heart What do you know.

Cheng Shi picked up the wine bowl: "Drink!" ”

There was a big drunk that night.

In the early morning of the next day, Chen Zikun got up early, the morning air in the depths of the mountains was exceptionally fresh, refreshing, the four fields were green, and the early birds were chirping in the branches, crisp and tactful.

Zhao Ziming got up earlier than him, he was practicing Shaolin boxing in the yard, and the tiger and tiger who were punching were angry, looking at the trance in front of him, it seemed that he had returned to the Beijing Miscellaneous Courtyard twenty years ago, Zhao Ziming became Zhao Dahai, practicing boxing in the yard, and lifting stone locks.

"Good boxing!" A compliment woke up Chen Zikun, it turned out that it was the bolt pillar who came back with water, and looked at Zhao Ziming who was shirtless, revealing a body of tendon flesh with great admiration.

Zhao Ziming put away his fist, put his coat on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Zhuzhu, I like to practice boxing, uncle will teach you." ”

"Really!" The bolt couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Bolt pillar, don't make trouble for your Uncle Zhao." Cheng Shi came out of the house with two leather jackets and said, "It's cold in the mountains, put this on." ”

Chen Zikun took one, looked at it, and exclaimed: "Tiger skin! ”

Cheng Shidao: "Last year, I beat a tiger in the mountains, the tiger head made a hat for the bolt pillar, and the bones were soaked in wine for my father-in-law to drink. ”

Chen Zikun was also not polite, he put a tiger skin coat on his body, and he was tall and big, and he was even more powerful with a tiger skin.

Zhao Ziming also took one, which was a shoulder made of leopard skin, and he was also satisfied, and put it on his body to show off his might.

Cheng Shi said: "Go west, walk for three days, out of Daqingshan is the boundary of Hubei, I will give you a ride." ”

Zhao Ziming was surprised: "Uncle, are you leaving?" ”

Chen Zikun said: "Yes, I want to go to Chongqing, would you like to come with me?" ”

Zhao Ziming thought for a while and said, "No, I want to stay and fight Japan." ”

Zhu Zhu said excitedly: "Great, Uncle Zhao, you will live in my house, and you will have nothing to teach me to practice boxing." ”

Zhao Ziming said: "There are no Japanese in Daqingshan, uncle, I want to go to Nantai, go to Beitai, and specifically look for the bad luck of Little Japan." ”

Chen Zikun said: "It's okay, there must be someone in Jiangbei to resist Japan, so let's leave it at that." As he spoke, he slapped Zhao Ziming's solid shoulder, and handed over the Spanish Astra 20-shot box cannon that he had used for many years.

Zhao Ziming put away the gun and nodded vigorously: "I must kill more devils and not embarrass my uncle." ”

Zhuzhu Niang packed her luggage, venison dried bud valley wine, mountain spring water in bamboo tubes, machetes, ropes, matches, and naturally a spear was indispensable.

"Bolt pillar, listen to my mother, don't run blindly." Cheng Shi patted his son's head and beckoned Chen Zikun: "Get on the road." ”

The two men packed their bags and set out on the journey against the morning glow.