Early in the morning, Dong Ku suddenly opened his eyes and quietly listened to the movements around him, then rubbed his head that was still aching and sat up.

Thinking of the delicious dried salmon last night, the four or five pounds of marefish, and the bowl full of mare's milk wine made of birch bark; The slightly sweet, milky mare's milk wine made him, a Northeasterner, let go of the volume, and even drank several bowls of hot scenes, until he drank with those hospitable Oroqen people, and forced himself back to the picture of the immortal pillar, Dong Ku couldn't help laughing, this was the first time he was so relaxed and indulged in himself after becoming a soldier.

At that moment, listening to the ancient and majestic music played by 'Pengnuhua' (harmonica) and 'Wentuwen' (tambourine), and watching the enthusiastic dance of men, women and children, Dong Ku put down all his burdens and proudly held mare's milk wine, and did not refuse to come. This pride also won the respect of the Oroqen people, who are good at drinking and are known for drinking to make friends, although the language barrier does not delay the tribe from treating Dong Ku and his party as true friends.

Rubbing his temples, Dong Ku saw the gun standing in the corner, and saw that the holsters made of two coats were also among them, as well as those golden bullets and grenades, and he couldn't help but secretly praise. The people here saw such eye-catching steel guns, but none of them showed greed, although their Hanyang-made and some old Maozi's M1891 with old muzzles were far from the 38 Gabby, but they didn't pay too much attention to these guns.

Looking back, Dong Ku looked at Shunzi, Yakzi, Goudan and Shanzi, who were still hangover and had not woken up, thought for a while, left the bed, picked up a 38 big cover and walked out of the house.

The cold air poured into his lungs at the moment when he lifted the roe deer skin, making Dong Ku's body cold and his breathing stagnant.

"Hoo ......"

Exhaled a breath of air, and with a clear body, Dong Ku stepped out of the immortal pillar in one step.

When he came out to take a look, Dong Kujiang's heart warmed. Mo Rigen was feeding the horses next to an immortal pillar dozens of meters away, and some Oroqen men and women were busy in the distance, and there was no one here, obviously not wanting to disturb them.

When Mo Rigen saw Dong Ku come out, he put down the hay in his hand, greeted him, and said enthusiastically: "Brother Dong Ku has woken up, the steamed meat over there is already ready, Brother Dong Ku go over and eat some." ”

"Ha Lu Ha ......"

Dong Ku smiled heartily and said: "Brother Mo Rigen's Chinese is really good, I haven't woken up yet, so I won't eat it yet, but I have something I want to ask Brother Mo Rigen." ”

"Brother Dong Ku has a good amount of alcohol, and we will continue in the evening." Mo Rigen paused, and then said, "Brother Dong Ku has something to say. ”

"Brother Morrigan, how many mature hunters are there in the clan?"

Mo Rigen said without hesitation: "There are forty-three, Brother Dong Ku......"

Dong Ku didn't wait for Mo Rigen to finish speaking, raised his hand and threw the 38 big cover in his hand to him.

"It's ......"

Mo Rigen stretched out his hand and copied it, grabbed the gun and looked at Dong Ku puzzled.

"Brother Mozhigen, look, can this gun be used for hunting?"

Mo Rigen picked up the gun, gestured a few times at the distance, tried to pull the bolt of the gun, turned his head and said: "Brother Dong Ku, this gun is better than ours, of course hunting." ”

"It's good to use it, and you can prepare a few horses in a while, and go and bring back the gifts we prepared for you."

"Gift ......"

Mo Rigen didn't understand what Dong Ku meant, but he didn't ask too much, and when he saw Liu Zhong coming out of another immortal pillar, he said hello, handed the gun back to Dong Ku casually, turned around and went to prepare the horses.

"Brother Dong is really good at drinking."

Liu Zhong moved his neck and praised.

"You're not bad, you're two pounds away from drinking." Dong Ku said with a smile, "Let Mo Rigen follow for a while, those guns are more than a hundred, and they will rust after the summer, so it is better to give them them, let's leave dozens of them enough, and by the way, bring some wild boar fat to wrap the guns." ”

"Okay!" Liu Zhong was very happy. This is what he wants to do, but it is difficult to speak, after all, if this gun does not have Dong Ku, they will not be able to get a single shot, and several of them have already put these guns under Dong Ku's name.

"They were driven here by the little devils, if they had good guns, they would be able to resist for a while, and there would not be only more than forty hunters left...... Liu Zhong said with a sigh......

On the mountain beam, Dong Ku, Liu Zhong, Qi Zi, Sun Tao, Liu Hai and Hu Zi, plus Mo Rigen and a young hunter named Balebati, one person and one horse, and two other empty horses, quickly rushed towards the black wind outlet.

With the horses on their feet, they were very fast, and they arrived near the Black Wind Mouth before noon.

Mo Rigen and Liu Zhong quietly probed the surroundings left and right, and then walked into the black wind outlet.

Seeing the large pile of guns, Morrigan and Barebatu were dumbfounded......

Liu Zhong led five horses with Yakzi and Liu Hai, left twenty 38 big covers and some bullets, left the black wind outlet, and rushed to the Diqiangzi of Dongdaoling.

Sun Tao took Barebatu along the route of their escape and returned to find the discarded guns and grenades. Dong Ku took Mo Rigen and Huzi to the place where they had first met......

"Erqizi...... We have killed all the little devils, you can rest assured...... Go for it......" Huzi cried, and buried Erqizi, who was lucky not to be taken out by the wolf, with the stones found by a few people.

Dong Ku didn't help, just stood by and watched Huzi cry and busy. Mo Rigen stood silent, muttering with his eyes closed, as if he was making a funeral eulogy.

Ten minutes later, they walked on their way with their sheepskin coats and dogskin hats that had been pulled off again.

When he arrived at the scene of the explosion, Huzi jumped off his horse and directly found the buried gun.

Watching Huzi pull out the spear from the snow one by one, the spear that had been frozen in frost made Mo Rigen completely shocked.

"How many yellow-skinned dogs did they kill?" With a spear tied, Mo Rigen muttered to himself.

"Brother Mozhigen, these are forty-four guns and about five thousand rounds of ammunition, and they will have a few guns when they come back, so that you will be rich with one gun per person, and one hundred rounds of ammunition per person will be enough for you to use for a while, and if you meet the little devils again, you will also have the strength to fight, so that you will not be driven away."

Only then did Mo Rigen understand what the gift Dong Ku was talking about, it was actually the steel gun they relied on for survival, and there were so many. Mo Rigen was extremely grateful, stood there, and bowed to Dong Ku with the highest etiquette of the Oroqen tribe, and said: "Don't say thank you, you and Brother Liu Zhong will always be our best friends." ”

"Brother Mozhigen, you're welcome, this is also the best use of things, these guns will play the greatest value in your hands, with these guns, you can also better protect your immortal pillars and protect your families." Dong Ku said as he picked up a bundle of guns and put them on the rack on horseback.

Mo Rigen's heart was hot, but he was not good at expressing it, he secretly made up his mind that he must find an opportunity to help this bold Dong Ku brother in order to repay this great favor. Although he is not the leader, he is also the heir of the leader, and there will always be a chance to compensate.

The three of them packed up all their weapons, and Dong Ku gave Morzgen everything except for the captain's southern pistol, command knife, and a Czech light machine gun. When the three of them led the horses back to the Black Wind Mouth, Sun Tao and Barebatu were already waiting there.

With his super memory, although his footprints were buried in the snow and on the way to escape, he still found all the thirteen guns he had lost, even the grenades, and almost all of them were recovered. They also went to the file pond, and dug out a lot of bullets and grenades in the ice blood, but the guns, not only frozen, but also deformed by the wild boars, except as accessories, there is no value.

After the five of them met, they did not pause, and in the middle of the night, they rushed back to the immortal pillar.

When Mo Zhigen shouted everyone and showed everyone these guns, the entire Oroqen people's residence was boiling.

So, sleepless nights of singing and dancing are indispensable, and of course, Dong Ku gets drunk again.

At dawn the next day, Dong Ku took Huzi into the woods, and he was going to prepare for cultivating the fire.

Huzi looked at the oak planks that Dong Ku cut out with a knife, and couldn't understand what Brother Dong was doing, but he did what he did, and helped sharpen it with the dog.

This work was one day, and when Liu Zhong and the others rushed back in the evening, Dong Ku's skis had all been shaved, and the tips were bent out of the fire, pressed under the stone slabs, and the fire was slowly baked.

Everyone was puzzled, but Dong Ku didn't say it, and no one asked them, thinking about it, they all believed that Brother Dong was naturally useful, maybe this was the assessment item he said.

It wasn't until the early morning of the next day that a few legs and feet neatly followed what Dong Ku told and put their feet in a set made of a little devil's belt, and everyone knew from Dong Ku's mouth that this was actually called a snowboard, a tool used to walk and run on the snow.

So, on a flat hillside not far from the camp, the figures who kept rolling down the slope with their heads turned over made several onlookers and little girls endure laughter, and burst into cheerful laughter from time to time.

Just when Dong Ku was cultivating the fire for the goal in mind, far away in Leshan Town, far away from the mountains, the captain of the Matsui Crane Wing, who was in charge of the security work around the tiger head, had a gloomy face, squinted his triangular eyes, and quietly listened to the reports of several army squad leaders.

"Yamaguchi Jade Shatter is for sure, tell me about it, is the opponent a Chinese anti-union or a red-haired ghost?"

"Report Shaozuo, I think it's a red-haired ghost."

A second lieutenant captain said loudly.

"Why?"

"Report Shaozuo, the reason is that it is impossible for the emperor warriors of a full-scale standard squad to be annihilated by the China Resistance League, most of the weapons of the China Resistance League are M1891 and Hanyang-made on the side of the red-haired ghosts, and the amount of bullets equipped by one person does not exceed twenty rounds, and there is no way to compete with a hundred rounds of ammunition per person with us, as well as four light machine guns and two grenadier canisters in the standard squad, so the only one with this strength can be the red-haired ghost."

"Report Shaozo."

Another captain and squad leader said loudly: "Second Lieutenant Yamaguchi didn't even send a telegram, he must have been ambushed. ”

"Quack ......"

Matsui's triangular eyes were empty.

Shaoqing, Matsui gave a gloomy order: "All the teams that search the mountains on the periphery are all withdrawn, and the fortress is built first." The task of searching the mountain was given to Li Changhao and he was given full responsibility. ”

"Hayi!"

The confidential one stood upright, turned away and went to deliver the order.

Matsui thought it would be a good idea to send the North Korean puppet army and the security brigade to Lu, but he didn't know that this move was convenient for Dong Ku.

Dong Ku was teaching Morrigan how to make skis and how to use them. He believed that soon, this known nation on horseback would have multiple titles, the Flying Soldier on the Snow.

After sharpening a pole, Dong Ku looked back at the few people who already looked like them, and nodded with satisfaction. After all, these people were born and raised in Heilongjiang, and they are naturally familiar with snow, unlike southerners who have little contact with snow, and even if they are professionally trained, they rarely pass the test in a week.