Chapter 1 Oath (Part 2)

His knife was hung under the saddle, and his box cannon was also there. He just greeted him with a smile, as if the one riding on the horse was his brother whom he would not meet again. This kind of enthusiasm was undoubtedly beyond Zhou Heichang's expectation. He almost fell on the saddle. Until he could see the pride deeply hidden on the face of Ruyunlong in his eyes, he shouted to the guards behind him as if he was stimulated, "What are you doing? Why don't you dismount for me quickly? Are you waiting for the Red Beard to come out and pull the reins for you?"

"Yes." The guards who were accidentally suffering from unrestrained disaster agreed aggrievedly, jumped off the horse's back, and lined up on the left and right sides two meters away from Zhou Heicang, as if they were going to compete with the guerrilla soldiers led by Zhang Songling, and they all straightened their bodies straight.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of scolding his subordinates, Zhou Heichang quickly filled his smile on his face. He jumped off the horse and walked towards Zhao Tianlong, and shouted loudly in his mouth: "Oh, Brother Long, you are so polite. Who can we brothers follow whom? Do you still need to set up this kind of scene to welcome him?"

"It should be, it should be, friendship is due to friendship, but the etiquette should not be less. Besides, Heizi, you are no longer as good as before. Heizi, the battalion commander of the government army, but he came to see me, an old friend regardless of his identity, regardless of his identity, and I didn't say anything at all, would it be fine?" Zhao Tianlong pulled Zhou Heicang into his arms, hugged him hard, and welcomed him warmly.

Zhou Heicang was almost breathless when he was strangled, but what made him feel even more uncomfortable was the cold respect in Zhao Tianlong's words. Although the two of them were always verbal and verbal when they met, they were all emotional exchanges between good friends, and there was no real barrier between them. Now, Zhao Tianlong's politeness was like ice cubes, crossing between the two people, although their arms were tightly holding each other's shoulders.

"Brother Long, I'm so angry if you say this again." Zhou Heicang struggled hard for a moment, escaped from Zhao Tianlong's arms, frowned and protested.

"No, but really, I specially asked the general order to pick you up in front of the Red Team today. If you don't even enter the gate of the guerrillas and leave, where do you let Ruyunlong put his face? Go on the horse, get on the horse, get on the horse, get on the horse, get on the horse, get on the horse, and get on the horse. The Red Team and the others probably have all the wine on it. Let's go back and have a few bowls of it." Zhao Tianlong didn't see that he had discussed it with Zhang Songling before, but when he really started to execute, he felt uncomfortable. He was stiff and smirked, hugged Zhou Heichang's shoulders tightly, and pushed him to the side of the war horse.

Zhou Heikang was so angry that his eyes were full of fire, but he was pretending to be in trouble. He couldn't tear his face now, so he had to breathe heavily and jump onto his mount again. Before urging the war horse, he suddenly came up with a plan, shrugged his shoulders, and said with a sneer: "I must have a drink with you today. However, there are more than a few dozen people in front of me, and more than two hundred brothers behind me, all of whom were drinking openly. Can you afford to entertain me? "

"Since we are here, we are all friends." Zhao Tianlong pretended to be too uncomfortable, so he simply stopped pretending, hugged his hands in front of his chest, and bowed carelessly to the guard behind Zhou Heichang, "Although our guerrillas are poor, hundreds of kilograms of wine can still be afforded. Please invite them inside. Hurry up and invite them in the camp. Our Red Team will raise the glass in person later to welcome everyone."

"I always remember the days when I fought side by side with you Zhou Heitan last year." Zhang Songling turned around and looked at the Ruyunlong who followed him, and then greeted him with a smile.

"Yes, those battles were really exciting." Zhou Heichang's face immediately showed a little nostalgic expression, and sighed, and there was an unpredictable loss in his response. "It's a pity that both of us were busy with their own affairs later, and we moved less and less until your guerrillas encountered such a big thing. I, alas, I became a bystander by chance, and didn't even help at all, alas."

"Isn't the future of cooperation long? Besides, with such a big foundation, you can guarantee that there will be no big or small matters." Zhang Songling felt a little surprised when he heard that Zhou Heikang took the initiative to mention Xia Mishi's failure so quickly, and smiled and comforted in a low voice.

"Yes, I used to be looking forward to a newborn, and even dreaming of a family, I am finally settled down. Haha, the things at hand are as messy as pot of porridge, which is not much less than before I settled down." Hearing that Zhang Songling was so reasonable, Zhou Heitan felt more and more emotion in his heart, shook his head and said angrily.

"That's because your brother is not used to it!" Zhang Songling was not good at talking around the bend, but now he felt Zhou Heitan's emotions and became more and more straightforward. "The days when there is a mother-in-law and a mother-in-law are different. In the past, you could make a decision by yourself, but now you have to consider the reactions of all parties. However, after all, if you have someone to take care of it, it is better than continuing to be a hero in the Green Forest. At least, it is relatively easier to solve in terms of food, grass and ammunition."

"That's right, whoever takes the bowl, whoever is controlled by it, has been like this throughout the ages." Zhou Heicang nodded softly again, deeply in line with Zhang Songling's words.

"Don't pretend." Zhao Tianlong rode his horse and chased him from behind, looking at Zhou Heitang's straight general and school uniforms, shaking his head, "Such a beautiful major is wearing military uniforms, why are you still pretending to be a grandson? How about it? Now, Zhou Heizi, the matchmakers have squeezed the camp gate. Have you married a few concubines? When will you hold your son and burn incense for your father?"

"You." Zhou Heitan's face turned ugly again, staring at Jiyunlong, his eyes ignited, "Can you spit out an ivory from your mouth and show me? Why did I offend you? When I met, I didn't even say anything."

"I can't spit it out, I really can't spit out." Zhao Tianlong shrugged and sneered, with a sarcastic look on his face, "I don't have such an expensive thing in my mouth. Otherwise, you, Captain Zhou, will spit out one for me first."

"You" Zhou Heitan turned around in anger and refused to meet Zhao Tianlong's eyes anymore. Seeing this, Zhang Songling quickly stepped forward to smooth things over for both sides. "Brother Long hasn't seen you for a long time. Heizi, don't go to heart."

"I don't know anything like this rough man." Zhou Heichang spitted on the ground and responded very hatefully.

"That's right, my friend, who can compete with whom?" Zhang Songling smiled and continued to speak out to ease the relationship between the two parties.

This is far from the role he agreed upon with Zhao Tianlong in advance. In fact, due to his limited ability to act, even Zhao Tianlong himself was unable to perform completely according to the agreed script. However, inadvertently, one of the two brothers became half a white face and the other made half a red face, but they cooperated strictly.

The three of them talked and unknowingly, they arrived at the entrance of the camp. Red Beard had already led people to light dozens of bonfires inside, roasting the entire camp to a fog and steaming, and the warm wind blew on the face, as if it was a paradise.

Seeing the red beard brought to the door with the backbone of the guerrilla team, Zhou Heichang's soothing expression just now became unnatural again. Before the other party could speak, he immediately got out of his saddle and walked a few steps, bowing to the red beard, "Hong Ye, something happened to Zhou Heichang's family. I was unable to come here to support you in time in the last battle. Now, I am here to apologize to you."

"What sin do you want? Heizi, where do you start?" This time, it was Hongbei's turn to be confused and looked at Zhou Heichang, who was bent in front of him and refused to straighten his waist with a look of surprise. For a moment, he forgot to reach out to help him up.

"Heizi, you said that, you're really out of the way." Zhang Songling reacted quickly, followed Zhou Heichang's figure and jumped off his mount, quickly caught up with him, hugging him with both hands, "On the way to pick you up, Brother Long has already defended you, saying that you might have other difficulties."

"I don't have other reasons. I am, I am harmed by a villain." Zhou Heichang struggled for a while but didn't break away. He had to straighten his waist and explain to Red Beard with pain, "Why did Brother Long treat me like this today? Actually, I feel like a mirror in my heart. If you want to blame others for this matter, I will blame Zhou Heichang for blinding my eyes."

"What, Zhao Tianlong deliberately provoked you just now." Red beard's eyes stood up, and he turned his head to Zhao Tianlong, and was about to scold him.

Seeing this, Zhou Heichang quickly blocked his gaze with his body, and then waved his hand and continued to add, "Don't blame Brother Long, I didn't blame Brother Long, it was because I failed the appointment first. He looked down on me, so it was also worth it. Master Hong, I won't say much nonsense. I brought something, you will know after seeing it."

After saying that, Zhang Songling was pushed away, turned his head and walked to his mount. He came to the saddle in three steps, reached out to the saddle and pulled off a box wrapped in iron. He opened it with a "bang." He held it with both hands and returned to the Red Beard. "Master Long, I have never received the telegram you sent to me for help. This kid first told me that there was something wrong with the radio station. I am a rude man, and I can't understand why the radio station didn't have any problems early or late, but it was a few days ago. Later, several strange things happened one after another. I secretly investigated it and found that this kid had already tied up with the Japanese devils. I have cut down his head for you. As for myself, should I follow the rules of the martial arts world, or should I tied up and shot it according to the rules of the army and the army? Hong Ye, you have the final say. I, Zhou Heikang, will never frown."

"Ah." These words were once again unexpected to everyone. Not only was Red Beard caught off guard, but Zhao Tianlong, who had always been the most confident in Zhou Heikang, was stunned on the spot.
Chapter completed!