[Bottle evil] Troop number zero

Chapter 56

The red bandits, the deadly enemy of the national army, also held high the anti-Japanese banner and were despised and ridiculed by a group of peasants.Farmers face the loess and their backs to the sky. They are scholars, farmers, businessmen, and agriculture is the foundation. Without farmers, there will be no food. Farmers' dependence on the land for thousands of years is the spiritual pillar for them to retake the country to the death.

Such a team, even most of the incorporated local warlord troops are stronger than them, at least the warlord troops still look like soldiers.Many people in such a team are illiterate, and some of them are full of gangster spirit, which has always been avoided by ordinary people.However, it is such a team, Wu Xie can see the long-lost hope in their eyes, deeply rooted in his heart, walking on the road of thorns, what do they firmly believe in?Wu Xie thought, that should be faith.

The old trees at the head of the village looked particularly desolate in the wind and rain. There were six or seven heads in a row, all of them were young and middle-aged, but they were sallow and thin. Even if they died, it made people feel that they belonged to that team, they were a part of it, No one can get this wrong.

Wu Xie's shoulders trembled slightly. He had heard that Nanjing ordered the fifth suppression of bandits. Whenever friendly troops captured enemy generals or important figures, they would cut off their heads and hang them at the city gate or any conspicuous place. , It is also intimidation, more of deterrence.Now, he and Zhang Qiling were pointed at by red bandits with bare hands, would they cut off their own and Zhang Qiling's heads and hang them at the city gate?Did they just escape from the wolf circle and fall into the tiger's mouth again?

Wu Xie's ten fingers sank into Zhang Qiling's shoulder, he wasn't actually afraid, he just felt sad. "Deputy Zhang." Wu Xie said: "Leave me alone, you run away first." This is not a polite word, he is sincere, even though a villain deep in his head is telling him: "Zhang Qiling won't leave, he won't leave." will leave you behind."

Wu Xie was right, Zhang Qiling didn't leave, he just looked at the people opposite him indifferently, letting the military caps and uniforms betray their identities.

Wu Xie called again: "Deputy Zhang?"

Zhang Qiling replied: "Quiet."

Wu Xie was startled, and closed his mouth resentfully.Forget it, didn't he know that Zhang Qiling would definitely not leave?To say more is hypocritical.But after half a second, he said again: "I'm not reconciled, I haven't been in the same room with you, I have never gone to prostitution together, and I'm about to go, I really died before I was born, and it made the hero cry." Full lapel." It sounded a bit tragic.However, after the tragedy, Zhang Qiling said plainly: "It's actually the same thing to go whoring together and sleep together, and there will be opportunities in the future."

Wu Xie didn't understand, to be precise, he didn't understand at this moment, when Zhang Qiling carried him to the red bandits, his mind turned around. "You..." Wu Xie was extremely speechless, what time was it, and he was still making such jokes. NONONO, he can tell jokes?

Zhang Qiling looked at the opposite side, he could easily deal with Zongzi, but he couldn't figure out the red bandit that he had never met before.Now as long as the opponent shoots, he and Wu Xie will die here.They did not die in the hands of the Japanese, but they died under the guns of their compatriots. Did those red bandits who disappeared in friendly artillery fire also have the same regret?

Wu Xie lowered her head, leaned close to Zhang Qiling's earlobe, and smiled softly when she got very close to him, "I didn't expect Vice Tuanzhang to make jokes. There may be no chance to share the same bed, but we can be a pair of mandarin ducks who die in love. No, it seems It's not a mandarin duck, it's a mandarin mandarin duck."

Zhang Qiling glanced at him from the corner of his eye, but said nothing.They approached the red bandits step by step until they reached the tree full of human heads.No shots were fired from the opposite side, but someone shouted: "Captain! Kill them and avenge Captain Han!" Han Yangzao had already pointed at Zhang Qiling's forehead, and the other two bastard boxes were aimed at Wu Xie's forehead.Wu Xie thought, yo, he is more important than Zhang Qiling, and he actually got two guns.

"Captain, give an order quickly. Look how miserable Captain Han and Xiao Wang are. They are all decapitated. Captain Han's wife has been taken away, and now there is no news. Xiao Wang's old mother is crying and blind. You do you know!"

Wu Xie looked over, the speaker was a small man, and their so-called captain was standing behind a few people, invisible.

Wu Xie asked Zhang Qiling in a low voice, "What are you doing here? Are you going to discuss with them?"

Zhang Qiling shook his head and said, "It's about terms."

"What terms are you talking about?" Wu Xie was very curious.

Zhang Qiling was silent for a moment, then said, "Aren't you the colonel?"

Wu Xie: "..."

What do you mean?What's wrong with Colonel?Could it be that he still wants to sell himself in exchange for freedom?No, Zhang Qiling couldn't be this kind of person, so why did he say that?

"You are very valuable." Zhang Qiling added lightly.

"You..." Wu Xie almost vomited blood.It turned out that he actually used himself as a bargaining chip to negotiate terms with the Red Bandit.As we all know, due to the government's blockade and siege, the red bandits who were already so poor have become even poorer. A guerrilla has only three guns, shells, medicines, and even military rations are all problems.The usual method of the red bandits is to rob the Japanese army and friendly troops. Any weapon is a treasure, and as long as it can be used, it will be used to fight at home.Now that Wu Xie is such a rich and self-willed head of the hundreds of people, he is the owner of ten gold bars at the first shot, so it is normal to exchange money for his life.

Wu Xie couldn't help laughing, not angry, but a little tangled in his heart, "Do you hate me for pawning you to the fat king?" At that time, he returned to the regiment to collect the toll, and kept Zhang Qiling and Wang Meng as hostages, and later brought It took five gold bars to go to the cottage to change people out. "Let me tell you, our relationship was different back then, but now if you do this, you are selling your wife!" Wu Xie is not willing to be a "wife". His words are used to bother Zhang Qiling and laugh at himself .

Sell ​​your wife?The deputy head of the dignified group of hundreds, the current patriarch of the Zhang family was reduced to selling his wife, what he said made Zhang Qiling stop in his tracks.

When Zhang Qiling stopped, Wu Xie became anxious. In fact, he knew that Zhang Qiling's idea was good. Originally, the problems that money could solve were not problems. Besides, red bandits generally didn't kill prisoners, let alone such "fat" prisoners.

"Catch them!"

The muzzle of the gun was pressed against the forehead, and Wu Xie and Zhang Qiling were surrounded.

The little man who called to kill them just now stepped forward and stared at them fiercely, "If there is a way to heaven, you don't go, and there is no way to hell, let's be buried with you, you sons of bitches!" I usually listen to a lot of storytelling, learn from others, and speak more stylishly than Fat King.

Zhang Qiling stood in the middle of them, with a calm and composed demeanor, as usual, unchanged when the sky fell.

"Alas, a gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands." Wu Xie squeezed out a smile.

His voice attracted everyone's attention, the little man sneered, raised the bastard box and pointed at Wu Xie, "Heh, Colonel, at least he is the head of the regiment?"

"Where, Officer Zhima..." Before Wu Xie could finish speaking, someone grabbed his shoulder and pulled him down.day!This is killing him, his poor shoulder, why is he always the one who gets hurt... Wu Xie groaned, very embarrassed, but he couldn't help it.

At this time, Zhang Qiling felt a light behind his back, and heard Wu Xie's painful voice, his face changed suddenly, and he raised his hand holding the black gold ancient knife, faster than the bullet. As soon as he turned around, he was about to attack Wu Xie. people.

"Stop!" Someone yelled.

Wu Xie endured the pain and grabbed Qiling's tense body, clinging tightly to Zhang Qiling's body, he thought to himself, why can't you yell earlier, I'm about to be killed, I'm worth a lot of money, I'm your guns and ammunition, medicine and food !You blind people!

Wu Xie lay on Zhang Qiling's back and panted heavily, "I'm going west."

Zhang Qiling asked in a low voice: "Are you okay?"

"It's about to happen, it's so painful, why do I want to sleep?" Wu Xie was spinning for a while, now that the situation was so tense, and there were so many people standing around, his tiredness came at any time, and he couldn't stop it. "No, let me sleep for a while. If you are going to die, die together. Don't let me go on the road alone." Wu Xie wrapped his arms around Zhang Qiling's neck and told him, "It's pitiful to die alone. I don't like being alone."

"Little Third Master!"

Before Wu Xie lost consciousness on Zhang Qiling's shoulder, he seemed to see the face of Pan Zi who had hugged him when he was a child.