In fact, this old smoking gun is not feminine at all, but these idle men in the mountains, who show the victory and defeat of males all day long, really can't accept the finer skin of others than themselves.

After talking, I learned that the skin color of the old smoking gun has nothing to do with his identity, he is an ordinary hunter, and he has followed his father and grandfather up the mountain since he was a child to practice the ability of a firearm. It's not that you can't use other guns, but if you give him a firearm, when it comes to the offensive and defensive rhythm on the battlefield, and the control of the range, it is naturally better than other firearms, I don't know how many times.

Later, the Japanese came and occupied a large area of land and mountains and forests, some of which were designated as mining areas, and some places were designated as military training areas, forcing the hunters to have nowhere to go, and one by one they could only drill into the mountains with stars and moons, and once they went out, they could not go or return on the same day.

Later, there was a time when the hunter of this family returned with a full load and caught a Siberian tiger, and the two men ran into the Japanese when they carried the whole tiger out of the mountain.

The one who was greedy for little Japan, looking at this Siberian tiger with only two eyes and a shot in the eyes, and the tiger skin intact was about to flow out of Halazi, so he couldn't help but say that he grabbed it, threw down two pieces of ocean and said that they bought this tiger skin.

The old smoking gun and his father looked at the snatched tiger and hated it, and their grandfather almost didn't die in the mountains for the integrity of this tiger's tiger skin, so you can say that you will rob it?

In the process of tearing, the old smoking gun and his father's shotgun went off, and it was impossible to say whether it was anger or for his own interests, anyway, he put down a squad leader in front of many devils with one shot in front of all the Japanese.

That second was the longest second in the old smoking gun's life, and he saw with his own eyes that the little devils took out their guns and shot at their fathers, and the guns in their hands didn't have time to reload.

The old smoking gun turned around and ran, his father fell in a pool of blood, and his grandfather was shot several times before he could react, and the old smoking gun, which was still very young at the time, made the Japanese like a headless fly in the mountains, if it wasn't for hiding in the cave where the blind bear hibernated, I am afraid that I would not be able to describe this past to Xu Ruifeng at this time.

"What about the future?"

Sibaozi didn't like to listen to this story a little, this story and his character of carrying a gun were twisted, but Wang Ming wanted to know the result, so he asked.

"Kill the Japanese."

The old smoking gun said inconspicuously.

This made Xu Ruifeng interested: "How to kill?" ”

"After entering the mountain, if I have nothing to do, I will walk to the edge of the railway line, at first I will shoot black guns, and my firearms will not work, so I will simply kill a Japanese boy and grab a three-eight bar. If there are many people, lead them into the mountains and take them to the place where the hunters have set a trap. ”

"In this vast mountain, there are so many traps under the hunters that there are tens of thousands of nooses, and those little devils know a six cakes, and they are all blind when they enter the forest."

"I'll just take them around in circles, when will I stare people around, when will I lead them to the location of the trap, and then, one by one, I will collapse this group of thieves!"

In the commentary of the whole incident, Xu Ruifeng finally heard a trace of ruthlessness, which can make your spine chill, which is completely different from Sibaozi's blowing beard and glaring at the beginning.

"Then how did you follow the old horse?"

"A while ago, I don't know why, those Japanese rushed into the mountains like crazy, and they had already fought with Lao Ma in the mountains. Even tanks and armored vehicles that drove in from places where they could pass through said that the city outside the mountain had been sealed, and the Japanese went into the mountain to carry out the 'clean-up plan'. ”

Sibaozi and Wang Ming looked at Xu Ruifeng at the same time, although they were in prison, but the prison guards had also talked about what happened here.

"You go on." Xu Ruifeng smiled embarrassedly.

The old smoking gun continued: "I smoked cold and played the black hand, and then I ran 'Mada' (lost) and crashed into the arms of the little devil, and just after a few shots, I asked the Japanese to wrap dumplings around the mountain. ”

"How did I know that those Japanese were not coming for me at all, and when I was about to fight hard, the old horses on the mountainside and the Japanese did it."

"You helped?"

"Am I a tiger? The mountains of Japanese beat old horses, I don't recognize them, rush out to play with their lives? ”

The old cigarette gun didn't feel guilty at all and said: "I was squatting in the mountains and watching, but the result was ......"

"There was a kid who scared me."

Child?

Xu Ruifeng thought of many children in the Lao Ma camp who had just reached adulthood or even half an age, and he was on guard in his heart, for fear that something miserable would hit his heart.

"The boy was seventeen or eighteen years old, and the bullets were all gone, and in the face of the Japanese who touched him, he picked up the firewood knife and rushed forward."

If you see someone carrying a boning knife in the mountains, this must be a hunter, after all, he also has to eat in the mountains, and this meal is the meat removed from the carcass of the prey; If you see a firewood knife, it is the people of the nearby ten miles and eight villages, who specially go into the mountains to collect firewood; If you see that the dagger is still blatantly holding it in your waist, then quickly dodge, this is just out of the dreadlock.

The fact that the child was holding a firewood knife proved that he was just an ordinary person, a child of a poor family.

"That boy, when he got up, he threw down a Japanese man and rolled down the hill, and when he got up, fortunately he was on it, and he rode the Japanese and raised his firewood knife, and slammed it down on the Japanese head."

"He can't kill people, you can see it, this kid killed the Japanese, he doesn't care who is standing next to him, it's obvious that he hates home."

"I suspect that the Japanese died of pain, and after he died, the child stood up with a smile on his face."

Xu Ruifeng smiled, Sibaozi smiled, and Wang Ming also smiled, they all seemed to witness the aura of a child growing into a man on the battlefield.

"It's a pity that he didn't even have time to look back, and behind him, there were all Japanese in khaki military uniforms, and the kid stood up, and at least three or four bayonets stabbed through the back of the back."

The old cigarette gun gritted his teeth, and when he squeezed out the movement with a hoarse voice, he excitedly smeared it between his closed lips and pouted: "My grandmother, after this child was stabbed down, a litter of Japanese cubs rushed up and stabbed the child with a bayonet!" ”

"I couldn't help it, I set up a gun on the mountain and broke people next to each other, I already loved whoever I was at that time, anyway, if I didn't shoot out the guns in the gun, I wouldn't be happy."

Xu Ruifeng glanced at him, this man is like a guy who is always not good at words, but can always reassure you, just like the most common kind in life...... Sullen sneering and sneering rarely speak, but it will never hurt your honest person.

"The fight was disrupted, the old horse led the people to retreat up the mountain, the Japanese chased them into the mountains, and when they were about to rush out, the old horse rushed back and dragged my arm and left."

"I've already killed the red eyes, and I still want to fight with them, but the old horse helped me as their own, pulled my clothes and pushed them up the mountain, kicking my ass while pushing and shouting, 'Hide your hatred, don't play with them, only if you live, you can kill more devils, if you die, you will be worthless.'"

"From the beginning of the fight, I followed the old horse, anyway, I can't learn any culture, in order not to eat food in vain, as long as they do it with the Japanese, I will go to the most dangerous place."

The old smoker turned his head, looked at the person in front of him with a smile, and only answered the question, not asking a word more.

Xu Ruifeng looked at him and nodded, such a person is indeed rare, he doesn't have much to do, and he can always take the initiative to shoulder the responsibility.

Sibaozi seemed to be still worried about the old smoking gun and running away from his loved ones, so he changed the subject and asked, "Master, then are we now thinking of following the old horse and them?" I see, they seem to have given you a red five-pointed star, what is that? ”

Xu Ruifeng was on the shore, picked up the five-pointed star in his pocket and handed it over: "This is the proof of the identity of our brothers, in case he dies on the battlefield one day, the person who digs the pit knows where to bury the body." ”

"So, what do you and Lao Ma say?"

The people on the rivers and lakes, the good is a positive size, this is a rule that must not be messed up.

Xu Ruifeng didn't care and said: "He has the final say." ”

Sibaozi let out a thoughtful 'oh', as if he was a little disappointed, and comforted: "We are indeed a little narrow, master, don't worry, when we go to Harbin to get Miki's kid's head back, you will be able to be on an equal footing with Lao Ma." ”

These words made Wang Ming startled, if only a few of their brothers said it, it would be fine, and now they are still in front of the old smoking gun, in case this word spreads, it becomes 'This group of death row prisoners from Beiman are here to usurp the throne', you can't say it well.

"Fourth brother!" He just wanted to remind, but Xu Ruifeng stopped him: "It's okay." ”

When Sibaozi and Wang Ming both looked at it, Xu Ruifeng continued: "That's why I brought you to the Old Crow's Nest, this place is different from any other place in the world. Elsewhere, you're an absolute threat to the people above you if you want to climb up, and here, everybody expects you to do it, and they call it progress. ”

"Progress?"

"Yes!"

"Not only do they expect you to climb up, but they also expect you to form a gang, and it is better to gather everyone around you, which is called unity."

"What!" Sibaozi was stunned.

"Don't you understand?"

"That's what I told you, the old horse, where they are different." Xu Ruifeng seemed to see himself who frequently asked questions beside Wen Wan at the beginning, and took the trouble to explain: "So, we are here, we can have no scruples, say whatever you want, and do whatever you want, of course, as long as you don't have the Japanese in your heart." ”

Sibaozi hurriedly responded: "That's natural, whoever wants to turn to Japan in his heart, I can't let it." But he still didn't understand and asked, "Master, here, is it really a sin to want to usurp the throne?" ”

"It doesn't count."