Dozens of miles east from the nameless village, there is a black wind mountain, the mountain is steep, and there is only a sheep intestine trail to the top of the mountain. Since ancient times, there will definitely be something in this kind of place where a husband and wife are not allowed to open it, and this Black Wind Mountain is no exception, dozens of mountain bandits gather here, set up a nest here, survive in the gap between the Devil's Control District and the Eighth Route Army Base Area, occasionally harm the neighbors, properly fish the people, and do their part.

Luo Fugui is very tall and strong, twenty years old this year, and his height is already more than one meter and eighty, and he is alive and well off a black iron tower. If you think that he is a heroic man who stands up to the sky, then you are wrong, this thing looks tall and big, but he is very timid. Tall, eat a lot, after the death of his father, he can not support himself, in order not to starve to death, he went up the mountain and fell grass, the bandits looked at his good body, very happy, without saying a word to accept it, but did not think that this goods can not do anything except eat, give him an old sleeve, he can make a half-old child with a sickle to chase and jump off the cliff. In desperation, he could only beat him to guard the intestines of the sheep in the mountains.

Sheep intestines, worthy of the name, two cliffs, sandwiched between a winding path, the bandits dug a hidden hole in one side of the cliff, overlooking the whole path, this is the only route into the mountain, is the most important, the bandits will only Czech machine gun in this hole, from then on sit back and relax.

The cave is not big, it can accommodate two people, but if there is a machine gun in the middle, it will be cramped, Luo Fugui is a tall and big person, and he has to hold his head when he sits in the cave, so he is not aggrieved. The weather in early spring is still cold, especially now that it is night, and it is impossible to light a fire, although I have two more clothes, I am still shivering.

Listening to the mountain wind whistling between the cliffs outside the cave, Luo Fugui was full of grievances, today's dinner still didn't give me enough to take care of, and I was cold and hungry in this hole, it has been more than half a year, when is it a head? What did Lao Tzu come up the mountain for? I knew that it was better to carry the work for the landlord, grandma!

On duty with Luo Fugui is a small man, known as a thin monkey, which is also because Luo Fugui's volume is considered, so it can only be matched with a small one. The deeper the night, the colder it became, the thin monkey thought about the stove in the wooden house in the mountains, he couldn't hold it anymore, wiped his cold nose and said: "Luo Fugui, I have a stomachache, I have to go back to the mountains to take a look, you guard it yourself first." When he was done, he crawled out of the cave.

"Grandma, you have stomach aches for seven days out of ten days, why didn't you die of pain. Luo Fugui muttered innocently.

"What the are you talking about?" The thin monkey turned around and kicked Luo Fugui: "I'll kick you to death if you break your mouth, do you believe it." Squinting at Luo Fugui and not muttering anymore, he climbed out and went back to the mountain.

When the thin monkey left, Luo Fugui kicked away the machine gun, curled up and lay down, and began to muttered again: "Fall to death halfway to your shit, burn you to death on the stove, burn you to death as a short-lived ghost, and become a bubble of shit in the next life, and you will not be able to live ...... again."

The west wind is bright and the moon is bright, and the cliffs are like knives. It's already midnight, and the requirements of this attack mission are to advance in multiple ways, run long distances, and be surprised, looking at the treacherous terrain under the moonlight, the devil Shaozuo hesitated in his heart whether to stop and rest first, and left Meixian County for dozens of miles to the west, and it is estimated that he will be able to reach the base area of the Eighth Road tomorrow, and there is no need to rush at this time.

The lieutenant who opened the road in front ran over to report the situation at this time, and there was a smell of fireworks in the night wind, indicating that there must be a station ahead.

Shao Zuo rushed to the front of the team, on one side of the road were two cliffs, sandwiched by a winding path, stretching under the moonlight to a black mountain, spread out the map and turn on the flashlight, carefully compared, there should be no village here. Eight Routes?Guerrillas?

Shao Zuo turned off the flashlight, folded the map and installed it, no matter what was in this mountain, since he came, he couldn't miss it. Ordered a squad of devils to reconnoiter along the path, and when they reached a distance barely visible in the moonlight, they waved their hands at the large group of bayonets behind them, and followed forward.

A dozen devils of the reconnaissance squad walked cautiously in the moonlight with bayonets in their hands, and the moonlight was reflected on the steel helmets, which looked like a dozen floating ghost fires from a distance, drifting all the way to the Black Wind Mountain.

When passing a cliff corner, the devil who opened the way suddenly stopped and hid in place. Shao Zuo saw this scene by the moonlight, and immediately raised his hand to signal, and the main team behind immediately stopped and looked ahead vigilantly.

Except for the mountain wind, which was still howling, nothing happened. Why did the devils who opened the way stop? For they heard some strange noises, which came from nowhere, like a snoring sound, and after a while it seemed to become the sound of a whistle, and after a while it seemed to be a strange sound of crackling, which appeared and disappeared from time to time, mixed with the whistling of the mountain wind, and it was not very clear to judge the location.

After staying for a few minutes, nothing happened, perhaps caused by the mountain wind blowing through the cliffs, and the devil who opened the way finally decided to ignore the sound and move on.

When Shao Zuo, who led the team, passed by here, he also heard the voice, and finally understood the reason why the reconnaissance squad was suspended here. After hesitating here for a while, I found a magnificent reason for myself: the ever-changing and mysterious nature can indeed create miraculous works, and how small human beings are compared to nature.

Just above their heads, there was a hidden cave, in which Luo Fugui curled up, like a hibernating bear, was dreaming about the wooden house, about the stove, about the warmth, sleeping soundly by the machine gun......

In the moonlight, several wooden houses were scattered, and green smoke was still billowing from the chimneys. The devils fanned out, divided into several teams, and each touched the target. Carefully pushing open the wooden door, the embers of the firefire dimly illuminated the sleeping bandits on the bunk, crept into the hut, raised their bayonets high, and then plunged down with all their might......

At last there was a piercing howl, breaking the silence, and then suddenly a burst of gunfire rang out, like a storm, carried by the mountain wind, echoing between the cliffs, and enduring.

Luo Fugui finally woke up, and got up in a daze, I don't know why, who did the big boss lead the team to rob again? Oh? No, it's not dawn yet? Am I still in the hole, why is there a gunshot? Rubbing his worried eyes, he crawled out of the hole, and couldn't help but be stunned.

The wooden houses on the mountain were shrouded in firelight, blazing, and the shadows seemed to be full of shaking figures all over the mountain, and the steel helmets and bayonets were shaking in the firelight, and the fierce fire was blown by the mountain wind, and the hideous flames rushed obliquely into the night sky, illuminating the cliffs in a miserable white.

Grandma's, this, when did this devil come? Mother, it's over, it's over, it's all over. Luo Fugui felt that his legs were weak, and it was a little difficult to breathe, so he couldn't help but retreat backwards and retracted into the hole, dragged the machine gun, and shrank to the innermost corner. At night, it was still very cold, but the corners of his forehead were sweating frequently, and the machine gun and the solid cave wall under him did not bring Luo Fugui a sense of security.

After gasping for a while, he finally suppressed the initial panic, and despite the fact that his legs were still a little trembling, he dragged his gun, moved his tall body out of the hole, stumbled onto the path, and rushed desperately to the west outside the mountain, disappearing into the moonlight......

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