chaotic world

Rao Zhou Lan has already prepared in his heart, that is to prepare to face death, not the wilderness of corpses, let alone no bones left.

The wind in the mountains was cold, blowing through the thick coat, as if it had penetrated directly into the bones.The angle of the mountain is changeable, and the direction of the wind is also unpredictable. Sometimes it blows head-on, and sometimes it blows obliquely. , wandering wantonly.

With snow in the wind and a knife in the cold, Zhou Lan's calmness at the moment largely depends on the severe cold. His expression was frozen, even his thoughts were frozen. He walked towards the group of soldiers step by step, and the frozen body The soul soared up, watching his every move coldly, watching him walk towards the crowd with one foot deep and one foot shallow, his steps were slow, the white air exhaled from his mouth and nose blurred his face, and the corners of his eyes and brows were drooping. Frost.

The group of soldiers who found the stump automatically parted ways, allowing their regiment leader to walk in calmly.In the security regiment, rewards and punishments are clearly distinguished, and the distinction is as sharp as ice and fire, so they guessed that the head of the regiment, whose temper is close to that of a cold-blooded animal, must hate the leader of the rebellion so much. .

Thousands of people in this world say that he is ruthless and cruel.

A few engineers were winking and were about to clean up the scene with a broom. It was the leftovers from the beasts, which was shocking.And Zhou Lan held down the broom to stop the other party from moving. He squatted down expressionlessly and looked at everything in front of him.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the coldest and most difficult season, jackals, tigers and leopards gnaw on rocks and soil in order to survive. Anything that can be swallowed is food, let alone flesh and blood. On the blood-stained rocky ground, human thigh bones gnaw There are only bits and pieces of minced meat left, teeth marks are densely covered, disintegrated ribs and vertebrae are scattered everywhere, indicating that last night was a night of swarms of wild beasts looting and biting frantically, sharp stones are full of traces of dragging, hair and The minced meat scratched on it, and it was frozen into one body with the stone.

This horrific scene is not only bloody, but also reminiscent of the scene of wild beasts devouring and tearing, which is disgustingly terrifying.Consciously or unconsciously, the soldiers refused to look directly at all this, but their regiment leader, in this scene, could not take his eyes off.

"It's not him." Zhou Lan said.On the way here, he hastily understood the situation. Some of his subordinates had already reported to him what happened after he passed out yesterday. He also knew that someone resisted and fell off the cliff.

This is not him, this is someone else's corpse - this judgment requires more than objective knowledge.

"Regimental Commander, Deputy Du... rebelling against Du Yunfeng and falling off the cliff will surely kill him." Ma Yulin, the battalion commander of the Fifth Battalion, bent over and approached him cautiously. The breath hit his nose, he didn't know how the head of the group was calmly facing this large expanse of bones and disintegrated "people".

"Are you... dead?" Zhou Lan asked without emotion, without looking at him.

Ma Yulin was mentioned by Zhou Lan among the soldiers recruited by Fengtian after he became the deputy head of the security regiment. "Well done, you must be praised vigorously, given generously, rewards and punishments are very clear, well-led soldiers, gold, silver, wealth and honor can be given vigorously.Therefore, there are such a group of people like Ma Yulin who are loyal to Zhou Lan. Of course, they also benefit from their loyalty.

He is a straightforward man, although he has heard rumors before that the relationship between Chief Zhou and Adjutant Du is a little unclear, but he is a very rough old man. , so it is closely related.But now the surname Du has a different heart, and rebelled because he wanted the dove to occupy the magpie's nest.

Rebellion has to risk the price of beheading, either you kill me, or I kill you.The one surnamed Du wants to kill Captain Zhou, can Leader Zhou spare his life and let him go?

"Head, the surnamed Du was shot. We are all carrying guns. Can you be wrong about which part is the heart?" He analyzed the situation objectively and wanted to comfort Zhou Lan subjectively: "Even if he has a heart, It’s not in the same place as the others, you missed the shot, the mountain is so high, regimental commander, regimental commander, look up and see if anyone can survive after falling down, isn’t that a fairy?”

Zhou Lan didn't move, how high the cliff was, he measured it thousands of times in his heart all day and night.

Ma Yulin felt that he had to work harder in the end, so he said vigorously: "Take ten thousand steps back, if you don't get shot, you won't die if you fall, and you won't be able to kill him if you fall, can a half-dead man withstand the bite of wolves?"

A puff of bloody smell swirled in the wind, and Ma Yulin kindly helped Zhou Lan: "Commander, it's too cold, so don't worry about it. He's definitely dead. There is no big movement, we are guarding you, you are absolutely safe."

If these words and such a position were put in the past, it would be a blow to Zhou Lan's backlash. Ma Yulin has nine lives, which is not enough for Zhou Lan to chop.But Zhou Lan is empty now, like a hollow grass, a bamboo in the mountains, the appearance is still crisp and straight, but it is just a human figure stuck here, his heart and soul are not at home, he has gone through so many life and death, the best and the worst He has encountered everything, but he has not experienced the present moment. He really lost Du Yunfeng.

When he had nothing, although he was lonely, he was not lonely, and he was still alive and well with murder and arson.He had Du Yunfeng, but lost it again. Among the crowd of supporters, he was at a loss, not knowing where to go from now on.

The items that Ma Yulin analyzed kept turning in his mind, and his thoughts were turning slowly. He couldn't tell whether it was Ma Yulin who said it, or his own heart was telling him. Floating, not plausible, but true.

Zhou Lan squatted there for a long time. Wherever he looked, he was identifying everything related to Du Yunfeng. The human bones were all the same white. Dark fabric, he wasn't sure if Du Yunfeng was the only one wearing this color, some underwear materials looked like Du Yunfeng's shirts, but there was no way to verify what the other people who fell off the cliff were wearing inside.

Ma Yulin even supported Zhou Lan, who was about to freeze, to the side. He felt that this young leader was too persistent, and everyone died like this. Would it be impossible to flog the corpse?

As far as the horror and bloodiness of this place is concerned, it is enough to show a monkey to a monkey. Who would dare to hide evil intentions in the security team? This is a lesson from the past.

However, Captain Zhou did not intend to rest. He looked up at the sky, and the flying snowflakes swept across his cheeks. However, he did not escape the capture of those long eyelashes. He said to himself: "If he can come to revenge, I will open the door at any time." Open to welcome him, I'm afraid... I'm afraid he won't come."

Ma Yulin was stunned for a moment before he realized that the leader's reflex arc was long enough. Of course he couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence correctly. He just thought it was because the leader was very confident and looked down on those trash who rebelled.

Zhou Lan is not a person who shows his emotions, his tone is flat as usual, no matter how much sadness he feels in his heart, it is difficult to express it in front of others, let alone in front of his subordinates who only regard him as the head of the regiment, he will always wear a protective color, calm and invulnerable A gentle and indifferent look.

Zhou Lan refused to leave. In the cold wind, he coughed a series of times. Wearing white gloves, he clenched his fist empty and pressed it to his lips.Looking past the white gloves, he ordered coldly but firmly: "I want all the bones, and don't lose a single one. Find everything that can prove your identity."

The order fell like a mountain, and the soldiers of the security regiment began to work. Digging, sweeping, and moving, the search range was within the distance that wild animals could drag. I don't know if it's a human or a beast, so I've collected them all.Some people suspected that if Head Zhou was unwilling to reconcile, he would have to send people all over the mountains and plains to collect wolf dung.

While they were desperately searching everywhere, their commander Zhou was also desperately waiting. No matter how Ma Yulin, Zhao Changjiang and other chief officials tried to persuade him, Zhou Lan had no intention of going back. , he has to look carefully, and he has to identify every piece of fabric.

After the Japanese army found nothing, they quickly withdrew. Only the security team was still looking for them in Shangqiongbi and Luohuangquan.

It was another day and night, the bones could not be distinguished, only the approximate height could be seen, but from the collected fabrics, it seemed that a tattered suit could be pieced together, the chest was covered with blood.

Looking at the suit, Zhou Lan's eyes turned white, and he fell over.

He really didn't want to admit it, but the suit made him bow his head.

After three days of high fever, he remained silent, neither irritable nor depressed, nor did he say how to deal with this matter. The battalion commanders in the regiment could only manage what they could manage. What to do, you can only wait for the leader Zhou to decide.

The commander Zhang Dahu, who existed in name only, was very knowledgeable this time, and he didn’t come out to point fingers, and obediently lived a life of indifference and carelessness. Anyway, Zhou Du turned his face, one died and the other was injured. play.

All the bones were collected together. Those missing arms and legs were burned to ashes. Zhou Lan put them in a porcelain jar, neither throwing them nor burying them. No one dared to ask.

The security group suddenly formed an inexplicable, weird, quiet but ominous atmosphere.

The suit was also put away, and Zhou Lan didn't ask anyone to help. After he recovered from his illness, he took the clothes back to the bedroom by himself, and looked at them in the dead of night.

Just look at it that way,

No one can tell.

I watched it for several nights and thought about it for several nights.

Then one day, he suddenly shivered, found his suit from the closet, laid it underneath, and put the bloody pieces of suit into his suit according to the style, stacked one by one, and folded two pieces into a suit. I took one, put it in the bottom drawer of the desk, and locked it.

For several nights when he sat staring blankly at that dress, he always heard a slight knock at the door and the window, and he didn't dare to turn his head easily, as if it was a bird that could startle.

He thought, maybe Yunfeng will come to seek revenge on me tonight.

He opened the locks of the doors and windows himself, and no one was allowed to lock them.

He hides guns in desk drawers, pillows and other places all year round. In the dead of night, he wipes and wipes the gun, arranges the bullet clips, and puts them on the bright side.

He thought, maybe Yunfeng will come to seek revenge on me tonight.

As soon as it gets dark, he has inexplicable expectations.

——You come to me for revenge, just come.

There are some "old men" from Black Eagle Mountain in the regiment. After experiencing this turmoil, many people are in danger. Everyone understands the reason why Boss Du is gone. Those who walked in front of Zhou Lan could not die well. Jin Xiaoman, Li Shusen and others failed in the rebellion, and they were detained in a prison in the regiment; It's just plain wrong.

The head of the group, Zhou, doesn't show his face, and he doesn't know if he wants to exterminate them all, or if he will show these "original sin" people to death.The little Jiujiu in these "old men" trembled while beating, with a big guillotine hanging above their heads, how many heads were chopped off, and when, it all depended on the mood of that gentle and delicate man.

No one can leave. The security team seems to be peaceful, but in fact it is like a bow that is quietly drawn. No one knows how to move. who will shoot.

Those who are motivated still want to try it out. The high-level executives have purged a group of people, and there are many empty seats waiting for them.Those who were frightened didn't dare to run away. With Du Yunfeng's ability, wouldn't he be hunted down to the end.

Furthermore, who can run out of the land of the Kanto from the layers of Japanese on the periphery? There are still white list papers posted in the city to search for Du Yunfeng. A shoot-to-kill token.

The search and arrest warrants were posted all over the city, and one of them was sent to Zhou Lan. During the three days when he had a high fever without a drop of water, no one dared to offend him. After a meal, someone carefully tidied up the old ones and brought them hot and delicious ones, stuffy and ventilated, and made a fire when they were cold, but among the subordinates, no one dared to speak too much.

Although Ma Yulin, Zhao Changjiang and other battalion commanders are all his people, they are still afraid of him, and don't want to be the first bird when the situation is uncertain.

In the end, it was Zhao Changjiang who played tricks on Ma Yulin, secretly motivating him to report the actions of the Japanese to the head of the regiment.

Ma Yulin was straight to the point, with such a reminder, he also felt that it was time to report, so he walked halfway with arrogance, and felt that Lao Zhao's listless bastard was a bit strange.

He's just straight-tempered, not really stupid, and he realized later, no one can guess what the head of the team is thinking, who knows if he's really indifferent or static now, what he can get in exchange for his kindness is It's hard to say whether the weather will be smooth or hit and go.

Of course, not reporting the information will be an excuse in the future, and if Captain Zhou asks about it later, he won't be able to explain it.If you were not sure about anything before, you should report it to Adjutant Du.It is not possible now.

If you push me, I will push it to someone else. Battalion Commander Ma had an idea and turned a 90-degree turn in front of the regiment headquarters. While secretly applauding his wit, he stepped into the security squad with long legs.

As Zhou Lan's personal staff, the guard squad took over this hot potato, beat the drums to pass the flower to the end, and could no longer throw it out.The class deputy is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man with good skills, but he is not good at Tai Chi. He accepted the job without tears, turned his head with a sunflower-like smile, and held the rolled-up search warrant. , Went to the office of the head of the regiment who was out of breath.

"Report!" Standing at attention in front of the door, the heels of military boots knocked loudly.

There was no movement in the room, just when the deputy of the Maotou squad was hesitating to report or retreat, the calm voice of their head came: "Come in!"

To put it simply, the deputy in Maotou's class turned his calf slightly, and quickly overcame it with willpower. When Squad Leader He was around, he was clever and followed Zhou Lan all the year round, so the rest of the class had to do well. The security mission is enough, there is no need to worry about guessing the mind of the head.

So the deputy head of the Maotou stepped forward, as if meeting the emperor, and pushed open the matte red lacquered wooden door of the regimental office. He was very nervous, and his eyes quickly locked on the back in front of the window.

Their leader stood in front of the window, motionless, with no intention of turning back. The smoke at his fingertips had already burned to the end, and it was extinguished unconsciously.

The Maotou squad deputy had the illusion that the head of the group had stood here for hundreds of millions of years, standing shoulder to shoulder with the mountains overlooking the window.

In his own world, the leader simply forgot about him.

It is a taboo to make any movement behind the leader's back, especially the cold-blooded leader Zhou, the deputy Maotou is already scratching his head in his mind, but he dare not move at all in reality.

I couldn't bear it anymore, and went straight to the topic: "Report to the leader!"

A young and strong young man, full of energy and nervousness, the sound almost lost control and became a thunderclap.

The roar of thunder blasted Zhou Lan from his chaotic world back to the real world.

"Battlemaster Ma said that the notice posted by the Japanese Kwantung Army is related to our security regiment. Please read it carefully. Commander Ma also said..." Zhou Lan suddenly turned around and opened his mouth to fight while the squad deputy machine gun burst into the report. The gunshot stopped.

"Who are you?" He frowned and asked in a low voice, puzzled.

Zhou Lan has a strong inner world.From childhood to adolescence, he supported him to grow up with a heart of stone and invincibility, and survived many hardships with tough methods.

After this wind, frost, rain and snow, the steel-like world was rusted. He wanted to hide back, but the door refused to open to him.

Immortals moved their hearts, went to the lower realms once, and experienced the gentleness of their children's love, so they couldn't go back to the indifferent place of practice.He was originally cold and indifferent, lived an inhumane life, and was not tired of human affection, but he was seriously injured by affection.

When he returned to this world, he faced a face that was smiling with all his strength.

It's true that the uniform is from the security class, and the eyebrows and eyes are not familiar.He has seen many faces in the world, and there are many people in the world, but Qian Fan is exhausted, he often pretends that there are not many faces in his heart, and only those faces are turned over and over again.

The deputy head of the Maotou class thumped in his heart. He straightened his chest and stood at attention solemnly: "Reporting to the head, I am Li, the deputy head of the security class—"

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Lan interrupted him with a light wave: "Understood, Li Guosheng."

"Yes, head." The boy with a straight waist straightened his back, "Li Guosheng, a low-ranking officer."

It's not that Zhou Lan really doesn't remember him. As the leader of a regiment, he treats his little soldiers as precious possessions. He is as familiar with the rosters of each battalion as every battalion commander, let alone the guard squad. Such an important person.

It's just that he was in a trance for half a month, and suddenly changed to a new face. He is a very vigilant person, and his intuition first gave a preliminary warning.

He just remembered that in the security squad, the person in charge of reporting directly to him was Hei Si'er, the "Squad Leader He" in Xiaobing's mouth, that is, He Si, who was put in prison by him.

During the half month when he was competing with his own world, these people were all thrown away.

"What did you say about Battalion Commander Ma just now?" Zhou Lan walked straight over, reaching out to take the scroll from Li Guosheng's hand. The child was too nervous, and didn't even know to submit it to the regiment leader after the report.

It was only at this time that Li Guosheng remembered to issue the search warrant, and when he got excited, he rushed towards Zhou Lan's outstretched hand, and he was so strong that he almost fell into Zhou Lan's arms.

Zhou Lan glanced at him resignedly. There is no one around who is easy to deal with a little thing.

When he opened the scroll and saw the large characters on the search warrant, he immediately put aside this unpleasant thing, and there were even more unpleasant things.

The Japanese mix too much.

His Yunfeng couldn't come back, and the Japanese had a lot of "credit" for it.

When he stubbornly refuses to believe that "Yunfeng is really gone", he has no time to take care of other things, and he is still competing with the matter of "belief" and "non-belief".

And this search was like □□, quickly igniting his attention all the way to the cause of "Yunfeng is really gone".

The matter between him and Du Yunfeng, who is right and who is wrong, is a matter between the two of them. If he can't solve it, he can die, but no one else is qualified to intervene.

The Japanese stretched their hands too far, and the hatred in Zhou Lan's heart was like lava, rising up along the cracks in his heart, and he couldn't hold it down.

On a sunny morning, Zhou Lan, who had just recovered from a serious illness, finally stopped being bored in the regiment headquarters. Although he had lost a lot of weight, his spirit was not as confused as before, and his eyes were shining brightly, which were originally the eyebrows of Handai Yuanshan , the corners of his eyes were handsome and raised slightly, and the tip of his eyebrows flew obliquely into his temples, where his eyes swept, like knives like snow, the soldiers in the security regiment couldn't help but straighten their bodies like javelins.

"You have all seen the end of the rebellion." Zhou Lan stood on the high parade platform, which was the highest point of the training camp, and the lively chief officers of each battalion stood in a row, standing in his background. Thin, but standing in the cold wind, it looks sharper and colder than anyone else, and spitting is like a nail.

As soon as he opened his mouth, there was a sound of orderly retreating steps in the training, which was that all the soldiers who had rested automatically stood at attention.

The battalion commanders and deputy battalion commanders of each battalion stood under the stage, standing in front of their own teams, looking straight at Zhou Lan alone.

In the huge training field, with black heads, thousands of eyes and ears, he only listened to his orders, and no one dared to make a sound except for the wind.

"I am Zhou," Zhou Lan held the gun at his waist with one hand, and put the other hand on his side. The white glove was pressed on the black gun handle, which had a neat aesthetic feeling. Rewards for meritorious deeds, I am willing to give you gold and silver mountains, even if you have no great ability, as long as your heart is down-to-earth toward someone like me, I have never treated you badly."

He paused, and walked two steps on the stage as if no one else was there. In the whole group, except for him who was very relaxed, everyone present was very nervous.

His pitch-black eyes swept across the audience, and everyone felt that those eyes were aimed at him, with strong penetrating power, nothing could hide from his eyes.

"However, there are people who eat my food and want to overthrow me. They do one thing in front of their faces and another behind their backs." Zhou Lan's shiny riding boots were spotless, and they made a crisp sound when they stepped on the cement parade platform, as if they were stepping on the ground. Everyone thought, "How is Du Yunfeng? Who of you has been with me longer than him? If he wants to rebel, he will die without a whole body. I will treat everyone equally and will not be soft."

Speaking of this, he paused, suppressing some of his emotions in an imperceptible way.

"To be a human being, you must know how to repay your kindness, and you must also know how to judge the situation. I treat them well, so you can't blame me for being cruel and merciless."

"Eating the bear's heart and the leopard's guts, you will turn against me, Zhou!" Zhou Lan suddenly pulled out the pistol, and shot it into the sky.

A row of officers on the stage, and the crowd of soldiers below the stage were shocked.It stands to reason that those who carry guns for food have blood on their hands during the battle, so who can be afraid of gunshots.

But this shot, like a thunderbolt from the blue, hit everyone and killed the little bit of unfaithful thought in everyone's heart.

"Every battalion will conduct a rectification and investigation. Anyone who participated in the security rebellion, who was abducted without knowing the truth but did not hurt anyone, will be deducted from the salary for the whole year, handed in all weapons, and supplemented to the logistics support battalion."

Finally, the guillotine hanging above his head was lowered.

"The rebels, who killed their own brothers in the security group, will be executed on the spot."

"The organizer of the rebellion," Zhou Lan stretched out his hand without looking back. Li Guosheng of the security squad was on the string, and finally caught up with the right time to fire. A dark green folder was quickly placed on Zhou Lan's white gloves, and Zhou Lan slowly flipped through the Opening a folder is like opening an order menu: "Jin Xiaoman, Li Shusen..." Zhou Lan followed the words with his eyes, and he read out dozens of names loudly.

He closed the folder with a snap, and slowly raised his gaze to the row of people tied up under the stage. Jin Xiaoman and others were held down, knelt on the ground, with a rag stuffed in his mouth, and yelled indistinctly .

His eyes were sharp, with obvious hatred, his voice was clear, and with a good voice for reciting poetry, he read out the death list, and then pronounced the sentence: "The leader of the rebellion is not enough to die, and all of them are taken to the bottom of the cliff Buried alive, all family members executed."

His few words determined the life and death of all the rebels. He told everyone present with his actions that those who follow me will prosper, those who oppose me will perish, and those who betray me will implicate the whole family and die without a whole body.