Chapter 3 Zongheng (Five)

"I am also a famous name for Commissioner Peng for a long time." The guerrilla captain Hongbei quickly walked up to him, holding Peng Xuewen's hand with both hands and swayed gently.

The liaison officers of the 211th Brigade of the Shanxi Sui Army also stepped forward and shook hands with Zhao Tianlong, Lu Feng and others to greet him. When they saw the beautiful female companions suddenly appeared beside Zhao Tianlong, they could not say hello. When they arrived in public, Siqin couldn't hold on to Zhao Tianlong's wrists tightly, and jumped off his mount with a smile, using the traditional Mongolian etiquette to express his greetings to everyone.

When several liaison officers heard that Siqin was a queen, they would inevitably have to look at her more. When they saw Siqin's words and decent behavior, they were not as ignorant and fierce as a country landlord's lady, they felt more fond of this woman. In addition to admiration, there was a little more envy invisible. Some people even muttered in their hearts: "No wonder Ruyunlong was so brave just now. If it were me, I knew that there was a red-skinned friend who was watching silently not far away. I would never dare to act too badly, so that she would be ashamed to follow her!"

"That is Princess Siqin, who is worthy of our Lord Long." In the hearts of the former horse thieves in the independent camp, they had a completely different idea. In addition to admiring Zhao Tianlong, they also had a sense of identity. Ruyun Longlong could lead guerrillas to enter and exit the enemy's positions as if they were in a no-man. Everyone could also chop off the Japanese people with the chance in the future. Ruyun Long could win the female princess' life and death with their ability. Everyone might not lack a confidant beauty in the future. Ruyun Long was worth more than 10,000 yuan on the Japanese wanted order. Even if everyone's head was worth less than 10,000 yuan, there would definitely be a thousand eight hundred, or even higher. Ruyun Long

"Yeah, yeah." Seeing that Peng Xuewen and his commanders were surrounded by red beards like stars and the two of them were circling around Yunlong, Zhou Heitan, the independent battalion commander, felt a little scent. He coughed hard twice and suggested loudly, "I have been busy dealing with the Japanese devils these days, and I didn't have time to invite Mr. Hong and Brother Long to the city to sit. Now the Japanese devils have been beaten away, and Princess Siqin is rarely here again. Why don't you let me be an enemy and ask everyone to have a few drinks together. Mr. Hong, Brother Long, Commissioner Peng, are you willing to appreciate Mr. Zhou's face?"

"That's what I said, I've come from all the way. I won't let you go if you don't invite me to dinner. There is no such thing as giving you a favor or not." Hongbei keenly noticed Zhou Heitan's unhappiness, and smiled and punched him, responding loudly.

"Mr. Zhou, face, haha, you can't even speak for a few days." Zhao Tianlong also noticed Zhou Heitan's attitude, turned his head, and laughed and ridiculed.

"Yes, if you become a division commander in the future, tsk tsk." Siqin looked Zhou Heitan up and down, as if she saw this person on the first day, her face full of strangeness.

"I, don't I think you are too tired to kill the Japanese, and I'm anxious to let you go to the city to rest and change your clothes by the way." Zhou Heitan was ridiculed and embarrassedly smiled, adding embarrassedly.

"What are you changing? I'm a pauper, but unlike you, Zhou Heizi, you have so many military uniforms to change." Zhao Tianlong refused to give in and continued to tease.

"Yes, you have a county town now and you have become the battalion commander of the National Revolutionary Army. How could you know that the guerrillas have a hard life?" Angry, Zhou Heitan used to be free candles for himself and Zhao Tianlong, and Siqin continued to speak next to her.

"I, I, how can I have any military uniforms?" Zhou Heitan was red in his face and his forehead was filled with sweat.

Seeing this, Red Beard couldn't bear to let him continue to be embarrassed. He waved his hand and said to everyone: "Then let's go with the master! There are some things that I also need to discuss with Battalion Commander Zhou in person. Lao Lu, I will go to the city with Lao Zhao. If you arrange for the brothers to have a meal, the Japanese will not be willing to fail. Be careful and keep your guard."

"Hey, don't worry, let me leave it here." Deputy Captain Lu Feng agreed and took over the command of the entire guerrillas from Red Beard.

"You don't have to be polite," Zhou Heitan first glanced at Red Beard with gratitude, then turned to look at the high-spirited guerrilla soldiers, and said loudly, "Brothers, I have also bought my brothers' lunch. After the city is ready, I will immediately deliver it to everyone in a carriage."

No matter how deeply he had a deep affection for Red Beard, he never wanted to invite the entire guerrillas into Heishizhai County to rest. Red Beard also understood his caution. Zhao Tianlong, who smiled and wanted to start a run, took the lead in walking towards the city gate, "Old Zhao, you and Siqin can go in first. If there is something that looks good, you might as well buy a few. Even if our guerrillas gave the princess, I will ask Lao Lu to reimburse you."

"Captain Wang," Siqin was embarrassed by the words. She blushed and her red bearded look. She raised her voice and angrily.

Zhao Tianlong was very excited, holding Siqin's hand and quickly dragged her out of the crowd, "Then we two will take a step first, you guys will chat slowly, Heizi, Fatty, let's see you later."

"Coax." Seeing his impatient look, everyone couldn't help laughing. Siqin, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, heard it, her face became more and more rosy. She pulled Zhao Tianlong with her backhand and ran into the city like she ran away.

"This is the dragon of clouds." Looking at the backs of the two people and thinking about the youthfulness of their youth, Peng Xuewen shook his head gently.

"Heroes and beauties are perfect." The red beard had no appearance as a leader. He touched the beard on his chin with his hand and praised with a smile.

This attitude of indulgence and even encouragement made Peng Xuewen very uncomfortable. In the training materials issued by the Military Commission, almost all the Communists were ascetic monks who were not in the world. Especially in terms of relationships between men and women, they had very strict requirements for each member. Not only were they not allowed to talk about love, but even ordinary contacts had to strictly grasp the standards. If they were surpassed, they would be criticized by the organization and even punished in various ways.

However, the actual situation he saw today was very different from what he heard when he was in training. The performance of the guerrilla captain Red Beard was very humane, and it was obvious that he was trying to create opportunities for his favorite generals. He hoped that Yunlong would be able to embrace the beauty as soon as possible.

"Captain Red came from Yan'an, right?" With a little doubt, Peng Xuewen asked tentatively. The red beard in front of him was not like a Communist cadre, but more like the elder brother of a big family, making him unable to develop hostility no matter what.

"No." The guerrilla captain Hongbei shook his head with a smile, with a hint of longing in his eyes, "I have always wanted to go to Yan'an to see it, but I have never found a chance. The road is too far, and the safety along the way is also a headache."

"Then you always are." Peng Xuewen immediately felt a sense of ecstasy in his heart, and continued to ask questions with some hope.

"During the Northeast Army, during the September 18th Incident, the team was disbanded by the Japanese and moved here. Later, they joined the Communist Party and were ordered to take outposts here." Red Beard looked at Peng Xuewen with a smile. His eyes were not very bright, but like cold water, instantly extinguishing the attempt that had just flowed out of the other party's heart.

For the first time in his life, when he encountered such an opponent who was not sharp on the surface but had a needle inside, Peng Xuewen's competitive spirit was immediately aroused. However, he could not find more opportunities to test, so he had to talk about the recent situation of the War of Resistance and the details of the battle, and then take the exam to see if the other party is as magical as the legend. Red Beard just responded with a smile, chatting casually for a few words if you know, and admitting that he was not informed. Although he didn't say much, every sentence was very insightful, which made Peng Xuewen less and less clear about his depth. The more he talked, the more he felt that he was in love with him.

When he arrived in the military camp in a blink of an eye, Zhou Heitan ordered the orderly soldiers to serve the milk tea that had been cooked in advance. The guest and the host and guests were humbly giving in to each other to hold the tea bowls, and continued chatting while drinking tea. Before he knew it, he brought the conversation to the war before him.

"There are several consecutive losses and generals. The old Japanese devil of Fujita should be ordered to seduce the stomach." The officers of the 211th Brigade were familiar with the "glorious tradition" of the Japanese army and said with a gloating tone.

"That's hard to say." Peng Xuewen's attention was quickly attracted by the Red Beard, shook his head and whispered, "Depending on the Kanto Army Command's comprehensive assessment of these battles, if they think that although Junji Fujita has humiliated the Japanese army, the reason for the failure is that the overall strength is that it is very different from ours, he will probably continue to make meritorious service."

"The overall strength is very different,!" The new officers around Zhou Heitan immediately laughed, "The Japanese have such a long face. In recent battles, we have not been equal in size, and even our strength is far inferior to them. In the end, they beat them up. How could the strength be very different? "

"The problem is that the Kwantung Army is not clear." Peng Xuewen glanced at the officers and continued to whisper, "It's not just our people who can hide it, but also some people who are familiar with the Japanese. As long as Junji Fujita exaggerates our strength in the telegram, especially when the 211th Brigade's banner appeared for a few days, he will be relieved that he will suffer one after another."

"This" The thief leaders who had just become regular officers had not had time to get in touch with the profound official culture, and they all stared at each other.

Successfully showed his skills in front of these local buns. Peng Xuewen was proud and smiled slightly, continuing to pursue the victory. "So although we won easily today, the crisis was not completely resolved. The troubles ahead are the real test. The Japanese received a false report from Junji Fujita. They must send enough reinforcements according to his report. Once they dispatch troops from the Kwantung Army headquarters, even if they are just a squadron, it is probably difficult for us to defend the county town!"
Chapter completed!