troubled times reckless

Ashamed to say, I was beaten all the way from Liang County to Hua County.

I was not defeated like a mountain. There were too many commanders who ran away to three provinces overnight. After three months, I was still in one province. It was almost a miracle.

The city walls of the counties in the province were all inherited from the Qing Dynasty, and the Japanese artillery bombs would collapse.Seeing that the cannons were set up on the mountains outside the city, a corner of Yuanyuan was blown away in a short while.The Japanese army drove five tanks, ran over the sea of ​​flames and rushed towards the gap, flattening the remnant wall with a few bangs.

Seeing that the situation was critical, I was just about to order someone to move the grenades, when a few platoon leaders suddenly crowded up from behind, each with bundles of grenades strapped to their chests. I looked closely, but the leader was my adjutant Liu Qi. .

I saw him shouting: "Wen dies to remonstrate, Wu dies to fight, brothers, go!"

These people ran out of the city, wading through the flames and directly rushed towards the tank.One of them was blown into flying ash by the shells fired by the tank before he got close; the others immediately bent down and fell into the fire, and at this time the tank rolled over.

I watched as these men were crushed under the tracks of the tanks, and then a mass of flames burst upward from the bottom of the tanks, and two of the tanks stopped advancing on the spot.At this time, the soldiers came to their senses and began to throw grenades at the remaining tank intensively. For a while, there were explosions around the tank, and finally it was blown into silence.

This first wave of attack was beaten back, and the city and the city became temporarily quiet.

Looking at the body in front of me, which was so desperate and destroyed, I suddenly remembered what my elder brother said.

Fortunately, I still wear a piece of human skin.

Otherwise, what they are aiming at today is not the Japanese, but me, not only the guns, but also the mouths of the world.

It turned out that during the revolution in the south, the reason why those people wanted to be bitches and set up memorial archways was probably for this reason.

It's ridiculous that I only now understand such a simple truth.

It seems that I should not resign and return home.

Just thinking about it, the Japanese army outside the city began to attack again.

After persisting for three days and three nights, I led the remaining troops to retreat again.

Relying on the little grain and wild vegetables in the mountains that he took away during the retreat, Master Liang barely managed to make ends meet.

I led my troops to run all over the mountains and plains. When I met the puppet soldiers, I shot a few shots and left. I didn't do anything, but a Japanese regular army followed closely.I am better at understanding the terrain, but this is the case, there are still fewer and fewer people, fleeing, injured, and dead...

One day, I sat on a bulging old root under a tree and burned a rabbit that I had killed with a long knife.

Teacher Fang walked over with a smile: "Mr. Zuo, let's go!"

I was amused by his tattered clothes: "Army, what a fart, leading 800 people can be called a military seat?"

Teacher Fang didn't take it seriously, pointed at the rabbit and said, "Give me some. I haven't seen any meat for several days."

"It's not for you to eat, you go and call Song Haoyuan."

"Fuck, feed that rabbit."

"You know what a fart, call him here!"

Song Haoyuan also became disheartened during the rapid march, which covered up his previous good looks.

Ever since he fled with me, he seemed to accept his fate, and he talked less, always looking thoughtful.

I let him out and brought him with me, but he always looked at me, and I was so scared that I had to ask Mr. Fang to find someone to watch him on weekdays.

Seeing him walking slowly, the previously good-looking face has thinned into an oval face, and the pair of juicy eyes are even bigger.

I handed him the meat: "Come here, sit, and eat."

He sat down next to me, his short hair pressed against his forehead, and I gently stroked his back.

"Is it cold?" I asked.

He leaned against me, shaking his head, but trembling.Only then did I realize that we were sitting upwind, so I took off my clothes and put them on him.

"You eat too." He lowered his head, took the roasted rabbit, broke off a small piece for himself and returned the long knife to me.

I shook my head: "I won't eat it, I'll leave it for you."

He looked at me, and then at the rabbit meat, with complicated and sad eyes: "These days, you always leave the meat to me...then what should you do?"

Mr. Fang and the others were fighting on the spot not far away. Without any scruples, I turned sideways and kissed Haoyuan's face.Immediately, even the roots of his ears turned red.

"You follow me, it's very bitter." Not counting now, the bitterness will come later.

He leaned into my arms, took a bite of the rabbit meat, and suddenly burst into tears.

I reached out to wipe away his tears: "What's wrong?"

He sobbed: "I abandoned my responsibilities, I stopped being a human being, and came to follow you...I am very self-willed, but you are also very kind to me, I am satisfied, I...I have not lived in vain in this life, I... …I……"

I used my hand to gently give him the air: "Fool..."

People are really strange. When you don’t care, you can judge rationally and calmly. It’s easy to guess what the other person thinks.Now, I think Haoyuan understands it very well...but...Wang Quan, I don't understand it at all.

"I like you." Hao Yuan cried.

"I know."

I stroked his head: "Eat more, and see how thin you are now."

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That night we found a small village deep in the mountains. The villagers seemed to be very afraid of the anti-Japanese armed forces. The village chief saw us with trembling legs and almost rushed to report to the Japanese at gunpoint.

I ordered the villagers to be driven out by force and locked up in a house, with guards guarding them.Regardless of the crying of the villagers, they searched all the chicken, duck and fish to give Master Liang a full meal.

After the meal, I summoned all the remaining soldiers: "I know, some of you follow me to eat and live... Now, this battle is not enough to eat and live; but this battle can let us go Be a hero! Tomorrow is the decisive battle. If you can make it through, you can go to North China. We are heroes!"

"To do this is to put your head on your belt, and you don't care about life or death. The military seat is right. Once a man is born, he will be involved in a big cause. Anti-Japanese is a big cause!"

The mobilization went smoothly, and yes, those who can still follow me now are all dedicated to resisting Japan.Those who don't want to resist, run away and run away. It's good to say that if you don't resist the Japanese, you will do it for the officials, give you money, and give you food.

In the evening, I was full of wine and food, and I also found a farmyard to rest, but when I entered the house, I found Song Haoyuan lying on my bed.

He may not be wearing any clothes underneath, because an arm and a bare foot are exposed under the quilt, which are snow-white.

I walked over and sat on the edge of the bed with my back to him, and his arms came around, around my stomach, fingers intertwined.

I unhurriedly started to undress, and no one said a word.

It seems to have reached a tacit agreement.The inadvertent gentleness can easily make him let go of his guard.

For a long time, we have always lived in the open, without a place to live.It was not until today that I finally found a room with a bed.

After thinking about it, I still wanted to confirm it again, so I asked: "The one named Sakuma, I like you very much..."

He said "yes" softly, and I took his arm and let him lean into my arms.

Closing his eyes, he leaned against me and reached out to help me unbutton: "Are you unhappy?"

"You said, does he like you deeper, or do you like me deeper?"

Song Haoyuan lowered his head and looked away: "I don't know."

Reaching under the covers, my palms gently caressed his bare back.

Song Haoyuan is always straightforward when it comes to "love", which makes people feel at ease.

That night Song Haoyuan opened his legs to me with a gesture of submission and invitation. Normally I would have refused, but that day was different.

Because it is the eve of the decisive battle.

The Kwantung Army that has been following me is the Tenth Division.

No lengthy kisses, no complicated foreplay, I just lifted his legs on my shoulders and stared at him.

He looks at me and my pose and starts to harden, tremble, get excited...

Then I fucked him.

The moment he slowly pushed himself into Haoyuan's body, he cried, with tears streaming down his face.

I asked him why he was crying, and he said he was very happy.

I think this is the last day of his happiness.

There is a word called lingering to death, and for the first time I deeply understood its meaning.

This is almost just a ceremony for me, like giving the sacrifice the final decoration before the sacrifice, but when Haoyuan wrapped me so tightly and softly, even if my voice was hoarse, I was unwilling to leave, I stretched my fingers Get the tears off his face.

The next day I got up before dawn, and Haoyuan woke up when I moved. He wrapped my fingers around me and called me softly: "Jingyu..."

I got dressed and took his hand away, and he said coquettishly, "Kiss me."

I didn't kiss him, just turned and left: "Get dressed quickly."

He seemed to pouted angrily.

The beheading wine, although delicious, was only drunk until yesterday.

The sentence is today.

Push the door open and call the adjutant: "Go in and tie up Song Haoyuan and hang him on the high platform."

"what?"

"Isn't there a platform under the archway on the hillside? Hang Song Haoyuan up. Let everyone gather, occupy the land on the hill, and talk to the other side."

The formation on the mountain was complete, and Song Haoyuan stumbled over while being tied up, looking at me in disbelief: "Jing Yu! Jing Yu!"

I unconsciously turned my gaze away.

Pushed up and tied tightly, he never struggled, only a pair of beautiful eyes staring at me.

"you you……"

He talked for a long time, but did not say a complete sentence.

The Japanese army did not dare to pursue at night, because they could not figure out the mountain road, and they were afraid that the pursuit would fail and they would be ambushed instead.

Now at dawn, the two sides exchanged fire.

The battle was fought intermittently until noon, we occupied a favorable position, condescending, but there were not many casualties, the two sides temporarily ceased fire.

I told the adjutant: "Elevate Song Haoyuan up."

Song Haoyuan was trapped all morning, and now he was hanged up.

His mouth was stuffed with a cloth, and he couldn't speak, but his eyes were looking straight at me and weeping. I couldn't help but think about it, these tears have flowed all morning, why haven't they dried up?

I found an eloquent adjutant and shouted to Yamashita: "Mr. Sakuma, look, who is this! If you want him to live, come out and say a few words to our Commander Liang!"

After these words fell, the entire mountain seemed to quiet down.