[Bottle evil] Troop number zero

Chapter 59

Later, Pan Zi sent another bowl of noodles with clear soup and little water, and the errand runner was the little man who had been clamoring to kill them before.

The little man has a good attitude now, because his life was saved by Pan Zi, and Pan Zi's benefactor is his benefactor.When Pan Zi was recuperating in the Soviet area, he intermittently mentioned the past, so he knew that Pan Zi had a great benefactor, and he also knew that Pan Zi had a man who was like a nephew and a younger brother.

"I said, you come too." The little man winked at Zhang Qiling and said, "Don't look at us as simple, but we are rich in spirit. In the future, we will definitely be able to drive away the devils and shine on the country. How do you say that poem? In Ersanli, there are four or five houses in Yancun. There are six or seven pavilions and eight or ninety flowers. Such a beautiful scene, even if we can’t see it, we must let future generations see it. Come on, don’t you want to be together Do you work hard?"

Zhang Qiling took the bowl, stared at him, and didn't speak.

"Hehe." On the other hand, Wu Xie smiled wryly, "If you want him to respond to you, it depends on his mood. You should stop lobbying us, my heart is already in a mess."

The little man stuck out his tongue, waved his hand, and was about to go out. When he reached the door, he turned his head and said, "That proves that you are still saved. Think about it, our team welcomes you at any time." It is said that the red bandit's propaganda ability is also top-notch , Even a small guerrilla's mouth is so powerful.

Wu Xie sighed, staring at the bowls and chopsticks in Zhang Qiling's hand, and jokingly said, "I said Vice President Zhang, are you going to starve your wife to death? Or do you want to eat this bowl too?"

Zhang Qiling glanced at him and put the noodles on the table.Not long after, Pan Zi sent someone to pass the word, saying that the mountain torrent had almost receded, and told them to leave quickly, otherwise it would be difficult to fight if they didn't leave for a while.

Wu Xie wiped her mouth, stood up, and looked over, her spirit seemed to have recovered. "I'm going to tell Pan Zi that there are devils here."

Zhang Qiling was noncommittal about this.

"I won't leave, I can't let something happen to Pan Zi." Wu Xie said again.

This time, Zhang Qiling didn't follow him, presumably Pan Zi didn't want to add such a "burden" to Wu Xie.Zhang Qiling picked up the black gold ancient knife placed by the table, Wu Xie blinked and said, "Actually, if you go with a weapon, people will think that we are showing off our power, why don't you let this go first?"

Zhang Qiling didn't answer.

"Can't you? Don't be so reticent when you're with me. I'm tired of letting me guess what you're thinking every time." Wu Xie complained with some dissatisfaction.

Zhang Qiling took a step forward, and came to a position half a step away from Wu Xie. Wu Xie looked at him, not knowing why he suddenly approached.

"What's wrong?" Wu Xie asked in surprise.

Zhang Qiling raised the ancient black gold knife, the blade glowed faintly under the candlelight.

"What...why?" Wu Xie thought, you don't want to kill me, do you?

Zhang Qiling was quiet for a while, then suddenly raised the saber in his hand and dropped it, seemingly with great strength, but the back of the saber lightly hit Wu Xie's back of the neck, without knowing what it touched, Wu Xie's body softened immediately, and Zhang Qiling hugged him into his arms.

"You are too daring to do it. If there is anything wrong with the third master, I will never let you go." Pan Zi popped his head from outside the door.

"He'll be fine." Zhang Qiling put Wu Xie on the bed.

Pan Zi walked in, holding a coir raincoat in his hand, "It's best to be fine." He went over to check, then put the coir raincoat on Wu Xie, carefully helped him up, and helped Zhang Qiling carry his little third master on his back.

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Pan Zi saluted Zhang Qiling with a standard military salute.

Zhang Qiling nodded, as a promise to him.Later, he walked into the rain with Wu Xie on his back, and Pan Zi looked at the two of them going away with a satisfied smile on his face.

"Little third master, you have grown up too, Pan Zi can't be by your side all the time, you have to work hard on your own."

Everyone has their own choices, and everyone has their own destiny. Wu Xie always wants to tie the fate of these people together. Who knows that there is no banquet in the world, so how can everything go as one wishes.

Walking on the road, Zhang Qiling had already envisioned Wu Xie's turmoil after waking up. He and Wu Xie didn't know what the fate was, except for the black glasses, the son of the old enemy Wu's family was the only one who was close to him.

In the middle of the night, Kojima and Yokota finally led their subordinates out of the mountain tunnel and joined the troops they had left outside.

Furious, Yokota drew out his saber and slashed at the big tree beside him. That powerful guy actually killed the real Hayao Fujiwara, sneaked in among them quietly, and took away the colonel who had just been captured.Compared to Yokota, Kojima Tadanobu was not too disappointed with Wu Xie's escape. What he wanted was the ancient copper book, but this thing was also taken away by that person.

"Report!" A devil hurriedly ran up to Kojima Tadanobu to salute, "Report to Lieutenant Commander, both the left and right wings have found Chinese troops, namely the Kuomintang and gongchandang guerrillas."

"How far is it from us?" Yokota took Kojima's line.

"Going back to Major, we have to climb over this mountain, about 25 kilometers away."

"Hundreds of people are also included?"

"So far, no trace of the Hundreds has been found."

Yokota hung up his saber, turned to look at Kojima Tadanobu, "Commander, the Chinese army is fighting each other, as long as we don't expose it, it's fine."

"But we have been exposed, they escaped." Tadanobu Kojima referred to Wu Xie and Zhang Qiling.

Yokota frowned. This was indeed what he was most worried about. If that person and the colonel surnamed Wu leaked their location to the other two Chinese troops, they might be surrounded on three sides and die without a place to die.

"The worst plan is to break it up into pieces, and act together with two or three people, disguised as businessmen and go back to Manchuria." Yokota said firmly.

Kojima Tadanobu nodded, and sent out a few more spies. After a while, Yokota said to him: "I just asked the spies, we are relatively close to the KMT's guerrillas, and I want to send someone there to put a signal to attract the Kuomintang. , Let them kill each other, and then we take the opportunity to disperse and retreat."

"Isn't there a flood?" Kojima Tadanobu said.

Yokota replied, "Just go back."

Kojima was satisfied with Yokota's proposal and decided to let him go.

At the moment of ugly, Wu Xie, who was lying behind Zhang Qiling's back, woke up leisurely. From the beginning of the fight, Zhang Qiling carried him on his back all the way. He was too familiar with this thin but solid back.In fact, he was very satisfied with the back, and felt that lying down was very comfortable. Zhang Qiling was also a person with flesh and blood, and it was raining and cold in the middle of the night. It was better to be accompanied by such a person than to be alone.However, this was just a thought in his sleep. After waking up, he remembered that the other party gave him a knife and took him away from Pan Zi while he was unconscious, and he broke out.

"Zhang Qiling!" Wu Xie pinched Zhang Qiling's neck with his hands, his anger was beyond words.

Zhang Qiling said: "Don't shout, it's very quiet here, it will give away our location."

"You...you...you fucking put me down!" Wu Xie took off his coir raincoat and hat, and threw it into the grass beside him, "I'm going back to find Pan Zi!"

Wu Xie struggled behind Zhang Qiling, such a big living man tried his best to get out of the shackles, even the head of the Zhang family couldn't do anything about him, because his posture was wrong.

"If you don't let go, I won't be polite!" Wu Xie claimed to have practiced before.

Zhang Qiling frowned slightly, loosened his hands, and Wu Xie slid off his back.But in the next second, Zhang Qiling turned around and grabbed Wu Xie's wrist. The strength was so great that Wu Xie felt that he was handcuffed by the handcuffs made of millennium black iron.

"Let go!" Wu Xie flew out a leg unceremoniously.

If Zhang Qiling could be kicked by Wu Xie, then he would not be Zhang Qiling.But Wu Xie pretended to call a few times afterwards, which sounded a bit miserable, "Arm! The arm is broken!" Zhang Qiling's hand became lighter.As soon as he relaxed, Wu Xie ran away, he was too anxious and angry, he didn't realize that it was impossible for him to escape from Zhang Qiling's Wuzhi Mountain.Zhang Qiling sighed, and found that he really had nothing to do with this group leader, he didn't want to be strong with him, but now he had to knock him unconscious, and then went back to the group of hundreds behind his back.

Wu Xie ran, running out of breath.Zhang Qiling caught up with him in a few steps, and clamped Wu Xie's arm again. Wu Xie was so angry that he turned around and shouted, "Zhang Qiling!" Zhang Qiling stretched out his legs, tripping Wu Xie onto a big horse, and Wu Xie rolled in the puddle. , Just when he was about to sit up, Zhang Qiling rushed over and pressed him tightly with his body.

"Don't move, Tuan Zuo, do you really want to faint again?" Zhang Qiling had never threatened Wu Xie, this was the first time a big girl got on the sedan chair.

Wu Xie twisted his body, but to no avail, Zhang Qiling could kill even rice dumplings, he was as harmless as a chicken baby in front of Zhang Qiling.

"Please, let me find Pan Zi, he has already died once, I can't see him die again." Wu Xie was about to cry.

Zhang Qiling didn't make a sound, the rain poured on him, and then through his hair, his cheek slid into Wu Xie's eyes.

"I want to save him." Wu Xie said in a eager voice.

After a long time, Zhang Qiling still didn't respond, and Wu Xie could feel the other party's breath gushing onto his face, which was the only warmth in the cold.

"Deputy Zhang..."

"You can't take away his ideals."

Wu Xie was startled, is this Zhang Qiling talking to him?

"You can't deprive him of his ideals." Zhang Qiling said flatly: "If you rescue him now and bring him back to Nanjing, it is tantamount to depriving him of his ideals, which is no different from killing him."