Chapter 8 Military Action (Three Parts)

"Where to go?" What Ru Yunlong looked down upon the most was this kind of person who bullies the weak and fears the strong, and urged the Huang Pi horse to chase him closely. However, the distance between the two sides was a bit far after all, and the range of the box cannon was very limited. After chasing for four or five miles without any gains, he drove his mount back in disappointment.

I planned to introduce the brothers around me to my good friend Zhang Songling, but from a distance, I saw the guerrilla soldiers he brought surrounded half a circle and trapped Zhang Songling in the center. Everyone was out of the sheath with a straight gun and ready to beat Zhang Songling into a bad sieve at any time.

"What's going on? What are you doing? Put down all the guns." Ru Yunlong was shocked and rushed into the crowd, using his and Huang Piaoma's bodies to block the box cannon in Zhang Songling's hand. "He came to help us deal with the Japanese. He was also the one who sent the news of the Japanese's sneak attack up the mountain. What are you going to do?"

"He, he is in the same group as the Japanese." Afraid of hurting his own people by chance, the guerrilla soldiers lowered their guns angrily and responded loudly, "Look at his face, he has no sweat at all, he is not escaping his life, he is clearly leading the way for the Japanese, preparing to sneak into our house and catch us off guard."

"Yes, Captain Zhao, don't be deceived by him."

"He could have gone to chase the Japanese with you just now, but he was too lazy to pull out the gun. If he wanted to say there was nothing wrong with it, the ghost believed it."

"They are the Kuomintang people who like to be traitors and lead the way for the Japanese."

"he……"

Everyone was talking and expressed doubts about Zhang Songling's identity and purpose. Seeing that his good brother's face became more and more gloomy, Zhao Tianlong raised his arms and gave the guerrillas closest to him without hesitation, "Why are you? He is leading the way for the Japanese. He wants to lead the way for the Japanese. Why run back to warn us? I'll apologize to others as soon as possible.

Otherwise, let’s see how I expose you.”

Although he had just joined the guerrillas for a few days, he had already established a certain prestige among the team members. The guerrilla soldiers were stunned for a moment, blushed and bowed to Zhang Songling with thick necks. The words of apologizing had already reached their mouths, but they were unwilling to say it anyway.

"I'll let you apologize, but I'll be wronged." Zhao Tianlong was furious, raised his arm, and slapped each of them. "There are more Japanese deceased at his hands than all of you who have seen each other. If it weren't for his mercy, it would be nice to have you stinky fish and rotten shrimps, and you want to trap others and not be named one by one. Do you know that the traitor county magistrate was killed by him, and he was shot by hundreds of meters away at that time, and there was no waste of a second bullet."

The guerrillas have heard of the story of the traitor county magistrate being shot by Zhang Songling, but they were angry just now, and no one connected this matter with the people in front of them. At this moment, when Yunlong mentioned it, he felt a little scared. He looked at Zhang Songling with a grievance and apologized in a very small voice: "Yes, I'm sorry, we may have misunderstood you just now. I hope you are a lot of people, don't go to your heart."

"I'm sorry, we were reckless just now, please forgive me."

"sorry……"

Ruyunlong nodded with satisfaction, jumped off his mount, and grabbed Zhang Songling's horse reins, "Don't be as good as them. They are also worried about the safety of the guerrillas, so they reacted a little too much. Captain Wang asked me to take someone to help you. He guessed that you would definitely come over to help, but unexpectedly, he really guessed."

"He didn't guess that I would be the leader," Zhang Songling inserted the box cannon back to his waist and said angrily. He rushed back to help the guerrillas, but was regarded as a traitor. He would not feel too happy if he put this on his head. Moreover, in order to warn the guerrillas, he had completely offended Peng Xuewen and other groups of military command agents. Even if he returned to the National Revolutionary Army in the future, he might face a lot of trouble.

"Don't be as good as them, don't be as good as them." While pulling Zhang Songling's horse reins tightly, Ru Yunlong smiled and apologized, "A few and a half-year-old children don't know anything. What are you angry with them? Besides, haven't I beat them up just now? If you still feel unhappy, jump off the horse and beat them up in person. I promise, no one of them dares to fight back."

"Forget it, I can't control my strength. Once I hurt them, I'll be covered in my mouth and can't even explain it clearly." Zhang Songling curled his lips disdainfully, too lazy to expose Yunlong's tricks. The latter did hit the guerrillas just now, and his arms were swung very high, but when they fell on the faces of the team members, they didn't even make a sound, let alone leaving any slap marks.

"Hehe, hehe." The little trick was exposed in person. Jun Yunlong scratched the back of his head awkwardly, "I am my good brother of Jun Yunlong. I am just a sharp-eyed person. I am tired. If I am tired, hurry up and take a break. I brought the newly cooked horse wine and I will not forget it after I drink it. Then, Zheng Xiaobao, bring the horses here. Aren't you making trouble with me every day to learn shooting skills? Tell you, my shooting skills are all wild ways you have figured out by yourself. Even if you teach them step by step, you may not be able to learn it. But he, good shooting skills are all trained in the regular army. Just a few tips on you will be enough to benefit you for the rest of your life."

"Oh,,,,,,,, I'll get it now." The little guerrilla who had been named agreed repeatedly, ran to the war horse specially used to carry supplies, and untied a huge cowhide pocket from the horse's back.

Other guerrillas took wooden bowls and dried cheese, fearing that they would fall behind others, as if they were holding guns at Zhang Songling, not like them.

"They are all orphans near Lamagou. They were adopted by Captain Wang. The children on the grassland are honest and will not hold anything in their stomachs. After contacting them for a long time, you will understand that their character is very good." For fear that Zhang Songling would be angry because of the misunderstanding just now, Zhao Tianlong explained in a low voice, and his eyes were filled with the men's tenderness towards their children and grandchildren.

It was said that if Zhang Songling was still unwilling to give in, he would seem too narrow-minded. He shook his head and jumped off the horse with a smile, "You have become the leader of the squadron or the leader of the squadron. They seem to be particularly convinced by you."

"Deputy Captain of the Cavalry Team." Zhao Tianlong's face was a little proud and responded with a smile, "Captain Wang, he is a red beard. He said that I rode a good horse, so he specially established a cavalry team and transferred thirty good men to me. In addition, all the riding skills of the guerrillas belong to me to train. These little guys are my apprentices, so he listened to me in particular."

This kind of demeanor is indeed beyond the reach of people. No wonder Red Beard can continue to grow and grow the Lamagou guerrillas in such a harsh environment. He quietly compared the guerrilla captains Wang Hong and Peng Xuewen in his heart. Zhang Songling increasingly believed that his choice to warn the guerrillas was not wrong. "Where is the captain, who is it? Is there anyone who has better riding skills than you?"

"Captain Wang is the one who has the one who has the one who has the one who has just joined the gang, and I feel that it is not suitable to be the captain all at once, so Captain Wang is the one who has only become a hand-off manager, but he only serves as the boss and doesn't care about anything and let me do whatever he wants."

Seeing Zhang Songling's face full of surprise and pondering for a moment, he added in a low voice, "But in the guerrillas, the treatment of being an official or not is the same. When everyone meets each other, they will be comrades. No one can do whatever they want. Only when training and performing tasks can I say the same thing in the team." (Note 1)

"My original army also advocated equality between officers and soldiers." Zhang Songling responded subconsciously, but his heart was a little weak and he didn't dare to speak too loudly.

"I heard Captain Wang say that your original 26th route is a good army that dares to fight against the Japanese." Zhao Tianlong obviously didn't believe Zhang Songling's words, but he didn't want to be serious about this issue. He smiled and grabbed the leather pocket of the milk from the guerrilla Zheng Xiaobao. He simply untied the leather rope at the mouth of the bag, poured a large bowl of himself and Zhang Songling, "Let's have one, celebrate and meet again so soon."

"Do you do it." After spending a day with the Japanese, Zhang Songling was tired and thirsty at this moment. He took the wooden bowl and drank it down.

Zhao Tianlong killed a bowl himself, then filled the wooden bowls of the two again, and raised his own portion high again, "I'll do it first, you can do it."

Zhang Songling nodded, picked up the wine bowl and drank slowly with the dried cheese delivered by the guerrillas. The wine content was very low, and the alcohol content was basically the same as beer. However, after drinking three bowls of wine with an empty stomach, it made people feel drunk.

Seeing that Zhang Songling's face was no longer as gloomy as before, Zhao Tianlong raised the wine bowl and ran into him. While drinking, he asked with a smile: "Why did you choose this road? If I didn't want to meet the Japanese army, I would have to take a detour at the moment. Maybe we would have staggered it today."

Even if he didn't ask, Zhang Songling would give him an explanation, think about it, and respond with a smile, "I shot the cold guns of the Japanese army, and then they were chased here in a dilemma. If you didn't happen to arrive, I would have to take them around and continue to go around. Maybe where would I go."

"Haha, I knew you wouldn't let the Japanese kill the Lamagou go to the local Lamagou." Zhao Tianlong raised his thumb and looked full of admiration. "Why didn't the Japanese chase after him later? It seemed like they were dealing with errands randomly."

"My horse is fast, but its endurance is average. Their horse is not as fast as mine, but its endurance is very good." Zhang Songling glanced at the little guerrillas around him and deliberately raised his voice high. "So they can't catch up with me, and I can't get rid of them. In the end, both sides were tired and could only stare at and waste them, and see who would waste them down first."

"I guess they know that you have good shooting skills and no one wants to use their lives to help others achieve meritorious service." Zhao Tianlong never suspected that Zhang Songling would surrender to the Japanese, and took the initiative to explain the matter more clearly and credible. "Let's not talk about this anymore. What are you going to do to the Japanese next? You are going around to dig a trap and shoot cold guns from behind them. I will go with you, just so that the little guys can see them a lot."

"I haven't thought about it yet." Zhang Songling turned around and responded cautiously. He found that the guerrillas Zhao Tianlong brought to him were all very young, and several of them were probably less than fifteen years old and had a tender face.

"Don't look at their young age, they will never drag you down when fighting the Japanese." Zhao Tianlong promised confidently when guessing what Zhang Songling was worried about.

"Yes, we can issue a military order. If anyone is scared, you will just open fire on his head."

"Take us there, we have long wanted to see your marksmanship."

...

The guerrillas rubbed their fists and their eyes were filled with the desire to fight.

Zhang Songling himself is not old, but his experience is far from comparable to these little guerrillas. Even Zhao Tianlong was far less thoughtful when considering the problem. Seeing everyone's eagerness to try, he was not encouraged, but suddenly felt a very uneasy feeling in his heart. He shook his head and whispered: "I don't doubt this, I have never doubted everyone's courage, but the matter of giving eye drops to the Japanese is not that the more people, the better."

Hearing this, the guerrillas were anxious and surrounded them and prayed loudly, "We will definitely not cause trouble for you." "We can answer you next to you so that you will not be chased by the Japanese again." "Captain Zhao, please say something for us. Didn't we discuss it well on the way, and do everything together."

Zhao Tianlong also felt that Zhang Songling was a little too cautious, so he waved his hand first to stop everyone's yelling, and then frowned and asked, "What, do you think something is wrong?"

Zhang Songling did not give any explanation, but tried to smile as easily as possible, "Brother Long, these children are all from your cavalry team, and they are still affiliated with other departments. Before you came to pick me up, did Captain Wang assign you other tasks?"

"Of course it's impossible for us to be from our cavalry team. At most, they are reserve teams. They usually only help Captain Wang and several team leaders and send out missions to perform tasks. This is the first time." Zhao Tianlong didn't understand what Zhang Songling was doing to ask these questions, and responded with a frown, "Before leaving, Captain Wang said, after we get you, everything will be followed by your arrangements. It's probably because he thinks you have rich experience in dealing with the Japanese, so..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhang Songling interrupted again, "When you set off, the large army had not arranged for a transfer? My letter should have arrived long ago."

"No." Zhao Tianlong thought for a while and responded frankly, "It's not so easy to leave. The horse thieves have hit the doorstep. If the guerrillas do not shoot a shot, they will not have the face to come back in the future."

"The common people have not yet withdrawn in the herdsmen in the front mountain and the Han villages on the back mountain. If the horse thieves cannot find the guerrillas, they will definitely vent their anger." Zheng Xiaobao also came forward and whispered to Zhao Tianlong, "So Captain Wang and others had to defeat the thieves first so that they could escort the common people away, otherwise the guerrillas would definitely be...."

"He, he, Captain Wang didn't tell you what the Japanese brought." Zhang Songling became more and more anxious as he heard it, interrupting with a loud voice.

Zhao Tianlong also felt something was wrong. He thought about it and responded hesitantly, "No, what else can they bring except machine guns and cannons? Does the Japanese have any secret weapons? Once they are exposed, they can clear the entire Lama ditch."

"Damn it." Zhang Songling stood up and took two steps toward the big white horse. At this moment, he had fully understood the good intentions of Red Beard. He did not ask Zhao Tianlong to come to pick him up with a few children. He clearly did not want the children to suffer from the poisonous gas bomb, so he sent Zhao Tianlong to take them away early.

This is not a response, this is a request to the orphan, a request to the orphan of the Lamagou guerrillas. The so-called "After Zhao Tianlong receives him and obeys his own arrangements," means that he believes that he can see his original intention, that he will not let his request down, that he will accept these young guerrillas who are not yet adult, and do his best to find a way out for them.

Red Beard, Red Beard, how can Zhang bear your trust?

Note 1: The envoy: dialect, meaning command, dispatch, and ask someone to do something wrong.
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