Cartilage [Republic of China]

Yan Ren saw the layers of wrinkles on his face.He thought it might be a father, and it must be the son of an octogenarian.His shot shattered the hopes of two generations.

He tried his best to keep a straight face, and his heart was twisted into a ball, but he didn't dare to move, he couldn't move.If he loosened a bit, he would be sieved by these people immediately.Although he is stupid, he understands the truth, he needs to stand up.He didn't need to fire this shot, but once he fired it, he couldn't let others know, he was afraid, and he regretted it.

Lowering his eyes, his eyelashes fluttered down and joined the lower eyelashes, making his eyes big and deep, like a foreigner, strange and exaggerated, his voice was flat and steady: "Whoever wants to go, take him back."

No one went up to help that person, and no one wanted to leave.Someone lowered his head and whispered: "He just complained, we are good, who wants to be a deserter..."

Zhu Yanren didn't speak, and slowly stroked the howling horse on the ground.A face was tense, so tight that there was no flaw, making it impossible for people to see through his emotions.

"You still want to go back?" Someone sat on the ground with a gun in his hand: "I won't go back, Gao Xieyang is capricious, we worked our lives for him, but what did he do to us? I would rather die than go back!"

"Give him a shot. His intestines have been pierced and he can't survive." A young man, Zhu Yanren looked up and remembered him.He is a young man with a square face, he should have a decent appearance, but because he is thin, he looks delicate.

The handsome young man looked at him and asked him for an idea.Zhu Yanren raised his gun.He looked at the man's wrinkled face, the wrinkles on his face crowded with pain - "ping".

After the gunshot, there was a weird, wrapped and amplified sound.

A subway horn with a wide front and a narrow back turned from the front to the right in an arc of about three and a half circles.A round head poked out from the car: "Zhu Yanren intends to surrender to the enemy. This is a very serious crime. Now the brigade has sent the eighth regiment to stop it. You will never run away! If other people can take Zhu Yanren back to the barracks, the brigade I will give you condolences, and I will not hold you accountable! If you don’t know what is good and what is wrong, and you insist on going your own way, you will be responsible for the consequences!”

Everyone looked at each other, visited, and thought about it, but they didn't move.Zhu Yanren looked down, turned around and ran away: "Trust him! If he doesn't pursue it, then he is not Gao Xieyang. He wants to follow me, up the mountainside!"

31. Wrong on top of wrong

A no-name team of less than 20 people bit the bullet and rushed up the mountain.The gunshots and horns sounded farther and farther behind.

Zhu Yanren ran all the way with the people, and a wild dog ran behind him, who seemed to know him, and followed him in a hurry, panting, with his tongue hanging half down.When they got halfway up the mountain, they even easily got rid of Gao Lu's people.

In the distance, there are several abandoned thatched cottages.Zhu Yanren lifted his hat and threw it on the ground.His hair was a bit long, and it hadn't been waxed for a long time, so it looked disheveled. The short hair that fell off in the front was tied into locks, and sweat dripped down there.

He looked at the group of low houses, as if he saw hope.The bandits from Yazi Mountain there opened their arms to him.He ran there as hard as he could.When he reached the door, he knocked politely.Knocked again, and finally pushed away by himself.As soon as he lowered his head, he tried his best not to cry out.There was a half-decomposed body there.It's almost invisible.

Looking up at the sun, Yazishan bandit gang made an appointment with him at noon on the mountainside of Yazishan.The time is coming, but why no one came.

Zhu Yanren entered an empty room, grabbed his hair and brushed it back, sat on the ground leaning against the wall, holding a branch that was about as long as his arm to draw on the ground, and beside him was a piece of paper left by the bandit for him. The letterhead below.The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. First of all, a bandit who robbed houses, who ate and robbed, and slept against guns, how could he have the interest to buy plum photocopied letterheads?And he gave the front foot to Xiao Yaer, and he wrote back to him within three days.It's as if it was written in advance.

It's not right, it's really not right.

At the same time, Gao Xieyang also looked up at the sun.At the same time, he wondered why the gentleman he invited hadn't entered the urn yet.He and a small team of forty people lay in ambush on the road on the mountainside of Yazi Mountain.After waiting for a long time, no one was found.

He grabbed the tired soil on the curb with one hand, and with a gesture with the other, he attracted the nearest man dressed as a bandit: "Did the letter you sent to that front tooth really reach our kid? "

The bandit nodded fiercely: "No mistake, I wholeheartedly asked him to go up the mountain."

"Then where did he go?" He said and looked up the mountain: "Does he know that the mountain is also my people?" With vacant eyes, he thought for a while: "It doesn't matter, let the brothers on the mountain guard , let's go back first."

As soon as he went back, he found that although things went wrong, they were not completely out of control.For example, Xiao Zhao did not succeed in running.He was hung up on a tree by his men, and he would say anything when he was threatened.It's just that the information is surprisingly consistent with what Gao Xieyang already knew.

Gao Xieyang was not very happy, and when he showed it, he stood under the tree where Xiao Zhao was hung and gouged out his eyes.Xiao Zhao was so frightened that he peed continuously, and the stains on his pants were already hard.

He really wanted to use the man hanging from the tree to threaten Zhu Yanren.The problem is that he doesn't know where he went.He walked around the yard, thinking carefully, trying to find clues.

Due to his limited brain, he spent all his time on sneaking and scheming, so the useless things are not worth remembering.So he forgot the name of the kid he should have shot.He turned under the tree and looked up and asked the one on the tree, "What's the name of the one who ran up the mountain?"

Xiao Zhao was so frightened that he lost his soul, so he couldn't speak a word.The saliva from his mouth almost touched Gao Xieyang's chin.He jumped back and almost stepped on Zhao Yimin behind him.

Zhao Yimin was quick-witted, and also jumped back: "Travel seat, the one who ran away is called Zhu Yanren, and this one is called Zhao Cheng."

"Remember, but Lao Zhao." He stroked his chin, thoughtfully: "Now it's time for the autumn harvest, let the surrounding farmers slow down first. Then we will have food after autumn."

Zhao Yimin scratched his head: "The traveler is very thoughtful."

"I'm talking about you, your security team is full of thorns, and now you're fucking running with them." He walked back and forth quickly in the yard, and walked up to Zhao Yimin with his hands behind his back. Raising a hand: "It's such a palm-sized place, and they have to eat, so we'll go down the mountain and wait, if you don't believe him, he won't come."

Gao Lu ended the long sweeping strategy in the summer, and stopped looting at the foot of the mountain the next day.They turned to look for people at the foot of Yazi Mountain, and the bandits "surnamed Gao" on Yazi Mountain looked for people from top to bottom.After searching for two full days, but found nothing, Zhu Yanren and the team seemed to have evaporated from the world.

Gao Xieyang didn't have time to find Zhu Yanren on the third day, because Gao Gang's staff came.He came with a pale face in a hurry, staring at a pair of red eyes, and said concisely: "The southern battlefield was resisted by Chinese soldiers, and they need to make up for it." Gao Xieyang did not want to sell this name, and did not dare to say more.Bite the bullet and left. Before leaving, he changed all the main force to the mountain, and only brought half of his cronies, close bodyguard Zhao Yimin and others to the front line.The other half of his cronies stayed at home to look after his house.

Zhu Yanren's twenty people are like children abandoned by their parents. They can't feed him with water and can't find him with food.Even Gao Xieyang didn't come to them.But from the conversations of those people, he probably guessed the whole story.It turned out that Zhao Yimin was their old team leader, and the one who was slaughtered was just a scapegoat.

He suddenly understood everything, Gao Xieyang had already discovered his ulterior motives.Because the bandits on Yazi Mountain were originally from Gao Xieyang.Thinking of this, he broke out in a cold sweat.

Since he had this idea, he tentatively asked these deserters, and sure enough, this mountain is not Yazi Mountain at all.Yazi Mountain is another piece further to the southwest.

A gust of wind blew in through the window, and suddenly he was much more awake.Morning sleepiness is also easy to get over.Just as he was about to open his eyes, he heard rustling footsteps.He didn't get up immediately, and he stretched his waist with his chest still.Taking the opportunity, he stretched his hand up and touched the shell gun brought from Gao Xieyang.

Then he turned sharply and pointed his gun at the soldier holding the rope in his hand.This is to catch him, so he looked back at him very quickly, and three people came.It shows that not everyone wants to catch him.

Seeing him getting up, the man made a gesture to pounce on him.Zhu Yanren dodges.At the same time, he loaded the gun and blasted it out, cutting off half of the man's head.In fact, because he was too advanced, he was taken aback. He didn't expect to have such good luck.The others were also shocked, they didn't expect Zhu Yanren to have such good marksmanship.Each held the rope, not daring to move.

The one with the scars on his face sprayed with brains, his expression didn't change, but he knelt down.There was no sincerity, but she was indeed begging Zhu Yanren not to shoot.He thought for a while, put the gun down, and pointed to the door: "Go," he looked at the two blood men who were motionless, and suddenly anger welled up in his heart: "Get out!"

Zhu Yanren kept his eyes open, looked to the southwest, and then looked behind him. Sure enough, Xiaoya pointed him in the direction, and it formed a straight line here.Maybe Xiaoya didn't want to harm him, and one of them confused the distance.He guessed that Gao Xieyang didn't find him because something must have happened.

He walked alone in the cleaned small yard with his hands behind his back. The soldiers were all hiding in the house, and only two were missing to carry water down the mountain.Scanning all the rooms thoughtfully, he is familiar with Ruth