[Bottle evil] Troop number zero

Chapter 68

Zhang Qiling and Wu Xie were captured. As prisoners, they had a shelter from the rain—a tree hole.Wu Xie was speechless, and said to himself that luckily the thunderstorm had stopped now, it would be strange not to be struck by lightning if he hid here to shelter from the rain.He leaned against Zhang Qiling tightly, his buttocks were completely wet, and his army trousers were sticking to his skin, making him very uncomfortable.

"What do you think they will do to us?" Wu Xie looked at his crotch.It is said that both Indians and Africans have the habit of sunbathing, because the weather there is humid and the crotch is always wet.His crotch didn't seem to have been done since he started fighting, and it's even worse now. If this continues, his descendants will have to find something wrong with it.

Zhang Qiling didn't have his troubles, even Deputy Zhang's crotch was wet.

"Do you think Pan Zi will be in there? Don't the red bandits treat the prisoners preferentially? If we behave better, we will definitely not die." Wu Xie said again.

Wu Xie hasn't seen Pan Zi until now, and Zhang Qiling didn't tell him.Wu Xie was a colonel, a down-and-out colonel, and soon after, the Red Bandits sent someone to talk to Wu Xie.

"Hello." The man stood wet in front of the tree hole, different from others, with a smile on his young face.

Wu Xie looked him up and down. He was wearing a gray coarse military uniform, an octagonal red star hat, a cloth bag slanted across his body, and a bastard box on his waist. He looked like a victory prize from a devil.Wu Xie blinked, bent down and walked out of the tree hole, glanced around again, and finally landed on the pen in the other party's left breast pocket.

Now the situation is grim, the red bandit is hiding, and the two national soldiers were captured together.Just now, many of them died in the bombing, and some were buried by the stone flow. The rest are all here, and at least half of the battalion under an independent regiment has gone.

"I heard that it was the colonel who informed our comrades that devils had infiltrated here." The man opposite Wu Xie said suddenly.

"Ah? Ah." Wu Xie nodded quickly, "Yes, I said it, he is my friend, is he here?"

The man just smiled and stretched out his hand, "My name is Zhou Jin, the Zhou of Duke Zhou, rigorous and careful."

Wu Xie grasped it reflexively, "My name is Wu Xie, the Wu of Wu Daozi, the evil is more powerful than the evil."

Generally speaking, the personality tendency can be seen from the introduction of the name.For example, Zhou Jin, he said that his "Zhou" is the "Zhou" of Zhou Gongdan, so he must admire Zhou Gongdan, otherwise he would not use him to introduce his surname.After all, there are many celebrities with the surname Zhou, such as Zhou Chang, the founding minister of the Western Han Dynasty, Zhou Bo, Zhou Yafu, Zhou Bo’s son, Zhou Yu during the Three Kingdoms period, Zhou Xuan, a popular singer, and Zhou Shuren, a famous writer, etc.How important is a name, it follows a person for almost his whole life, even if the person with this name dies, his name will continue to exist in the mouths of relatives and friends. Praise.

So what about Wu Xie, Wu Xie introduced his "Wu" as Wu Daozi's Wu, does it also prove that he admires Wu Daozi?The answer is yes.Wu Xie admires Wu Daozi, when he strikes quickly, he swallows his pen before he arrives.Wu Xie liked to draw since he was a child, but he was not a popular foreign painting nowadays, but he was good at painting. At the same time, his calligraphy was also very beautiful. Wu Erbai said that painting and calligraphy can reflect a person's strength of character. Wu Xie is quite Weird. The meaning of Jin character.

Therefore, these two aspiring young people who gave up their pens and joined the army are generally on the same path. In addition, Zhou Jin heard Pan Zi mention Wu Xie and Zhang Qiling's funding for them. Good courtesy.

"Colonel, I came here for one reason. I know the functions of your army. If you are willing to join us, that would be great. If you don't want to, we won't force you, and we will send you away safely."

Wu Xie was taken aback, very surprised, could it be that this is the red bandit's plan to repay his kindness?But it's not like this just to tell the ghosts the news, right?Could it be that he was so handsome that the Red Bandits couldn't bear to kill him?

"You should know that your friendly army is very enthusiastic and cooperated with the Japanese to encircle and suppress us. We have informed them of the approximate location of the devils, but they still ignore them and just chase us."

"Hehe..." Wu Xie laughed dryly, feeling a little ashamed.

Zhou Jin said: "I've always been quick to talk, now I'm asking the Colonel what he thinks, what do you think?"

"It's something like belief..." Wu Xie paused, "Actually..."

He and Zhou Jin stood in the rain and talked for a long time, from the fall of the Qing Dynasty to the Northern Expedition, from Sun Wenjianguo to Jiang Zhongzheng's suppression of bandits, the more they talked, the more congenial they were, and they shared many views on the current situation. .However, he still refused to join the Chinese gongchandang team, even though his face was sad and his eyes showed regret, but in this matter, Zhou Jin couldn't make him cross that bottom line.

"Sigh." Zhou Jin sighed, "I won't force you, our door is always open to you."

Wu Xie responded, "Thank you." To be honest, he was a little moved. Among his former friends, there were many people who broke up with their families and joined gongchandang. He heard about it when he was abroad, and he was also moved by this kind of thought.However, due to family reasons and his filial piety, he wanted to go back, but never took action.He was very curious, and secretly got acquainted with the so-called Bolshevism. He felt that this doctrine was a brand-new idea that might be complementary to the Three People's Principles. He thought so, but his family was completely different from him.

The two fell into a strange silence. Zhou Jin still tried to persuade Wu Xie, but now time was running out, and someone had already come to urge him to move on.Zhou Jin paused for a while, and had to say: "Colonel, it's getting late, we should go, I feel very sorry that you can't join us."

"Sorry." Wu Xie said apologetically.

Zhou Jin shook his head, with a smile on his lips: "But I think, I will see you in our team one day. At that time, I will definitely welcome you warmly."

"Haha, haha." Wu Xie laughed dryly again.

Zhou Jin raised his chin towards Wu Xie, as if he laughed even harder because the other party laughed.After a while, his eyes fell directly on Zhang Qiling who was behind Wu Xie, and then nodded to him.

"Ah, that person is..." Wu Xie suddenly recalled Zhang Qiling who stayed in the tree hole, and just about to introduce him, Zhou Jin had already turned around and left, leaving him inexplicably surprised, turning his head and asking hurriedly: "Do you know each other? "

Zhang Qiling shook his head: "I don't know."

"Then why did he behave like this?"

Zhang Qiling said, "I don't know."

Wu Xie stared at him suspiciously, "Did you have a relationship with him a long time ago?"

Zhang Qiling didn't respond.

"Are you an underground party?"

Zhang Qiling finally said: "The more you talk, the more outrageous it becomes."

Wu Xie wanted to say something else, but Zhang Qiling said, "Shut up."

Wu Xie glared at Zhang Qiling, this guy is definitely weird, maybe it's really some kind of underground party, mysterious, don't you know what it means to hide it?But, since he was with him and Pan Zi had seen him, maybe Zhou Jin knew him too. Since Zhou Jin's original intention was to invite him to join the Red Army, it's not surprising that he was friendly to him.One is an invitation, and the other two are also invitations. Isn't gongchandang best at this kind of thing?

Zhang Qiling bent down and drilled out of the tree hole, and saw several figures approaching in the distance, one of them was tall and powerful, it was Pan Zi who Wu Xie was thinking of "saving".

Pan Zi saw Zhang Qiling and nodded, his expression was much closer than when he first met.

Wu Xie found that Zhang Qiling's gaze was not focused on him, but was looking at something far away, so he turned around and looked at where Zhang Qiling was staring.

"Little Sanye." Pan Zi stood behind him in military uniform, with a bayonet spear on his shoulder and a short knife hanging from his waist.There are a few familiar faces on the left and right of him, the people who almost tore himself off Zhang Qiling at that time.

"Pan Zi!" Wu Xie excitedly took a few steps forward.

Pan Zi smiled and said softly, "Little Third Master, I have been ordered to escort you away."

"Oh." Wu Xie stopped half a meter away from him.He now has a deep understanding of Pan Zi. Like him, Pan Zi has this country and this land in his heart. Pan Zi's beliefs are sacred and inviolable. He cannot use any reason to make Pan Zi do things that violate his beliefs.Then, if he wanted to fulfill Pan Zi, he had no choice but to leave this path.

"You brought out your favorite knife." Wu Xie pointed at Pan Zi's short knife.It was an ancient knife, a real ancient knife, the Kunwu knife that cuts iron like mud and only existed in legends.Wu Xie had an impression of this Kunwu knife. It was poured out of a bucket by Pan Zi. It was unique in the world, and it was the only one at present.

"Little Sanye." Pan Zi smiled wryly, "You said it's not good for you to go, but you have to come back here."

Wu Xie said "hey" twice, and said, "This is our fate."

Pan Zi shook his head, "Little Third Master, let's go, if I have a chance in the future, I will definitely go back to see you and Third Master."

Zhang Qiling walked to Wu Xie's side, and signaled Wu Xie with his eyes that he had to leave.

How long will this farewell be?If this goes on for many years, there will be no future, will he never see Pan Zi again?At this time, Zhou Jin trotted back again, stuffed a booklet into Wu Xie's arms, then saluted, and told Pan Zi, "Be sure to send them to a safe place."

Pan Zi nodded, raised the hand holding the Kunwu knife, and said to Wu Xie, "Little San Ye, this is for you as a souvenir. Today is different from the past, you can hold it for self-defense."

"You gave it to me?" Wu Xie was startled.

When he was a child, he liked Pan Zi's Kunwu knife, and thought it was majestic and majestic when he danced it, like a big hero in a comic book.But Pan Zi treasured his own knife, and he didn't give it to him, so Wu Xie said that Pan Zi was stingy and remembered it for many years.Now that Pan Zi took the initiative to give the knife, Wu Xie had mixed feelings about this situation, and the rain was pouring down, which added a lot of sadness to him.

"Really, I traded my favorite harmonica with you before, but you ignored me." Wu Xie forced a smile.

Pan Zi hesitated to speak, "Little San Ye..."

"Outside the long pavilion, by the side of the ancient road, there are green grass and green sky." Wu Xie gently read Li Shutong's "Farewell", which was also the first piece he learned.

Zhou Jin said: "Don't be like this, we still have to walk for a while, talk slowly on the way."

Wu Xie felt uncomfortable, and glanced at Zhang Qiling, that guy was expressionless, his whole heart was like an ancient well, as if he was insulated from all emotions.

"I have something to do, let's go first." Zhou Jin said goodbye.

Wu Xie turned to Zhou Jin, ready to say goodbye to him. Zhou Jin's hair was dripping with water, and his face was suddenly covered by dark shadows.

Not only Zhou Jin, but also Zhang Qiling and Pan Zi were all shrouded in this shadow.

Many years later, when Wu Xie thought of this scene, he couldn't help but boil with anger.He still remembered how Zhang Qiling protected him, and how Pan Zi protected him, Zhang Qiling, and Zhou Jin, a person he had just met. After his death, Wu Xie knew that he was the political commissar of this Red Army unit.Later, Wu Xie himself became a political commissar, and he really obeyed Zhou Jin's words, but life is like this, and the old man is gone.