There are many beautiful barbarian women among the bustling crowds of the large market in the valley. Most of them are beautiful people with good health and no radiation tumors. Even at this time, even on the night of winter, they are usually wearing fur hunting coats. Not bloated at all, revealing your graceful figure.
Xin Twenty-Four was chatting with a comrade who happened to be passing by. This middle-aged man in military uniform named Su Yongli had been friends with Xin Twenty-Four for nearly twenty years. Together with him, he defected from the Renaissance Army and switched to the side of the Gray Savages. Because of her original status as a lieutenant-level deputy company, she was familiar with tactical drills, etc., so she was relied on by those who fettered her. The training department created an elite team for her with the backbone of transferred veterans and selected tribal warriors as soldiers.
"Brother Xin, you are in a hurry to go home." Su Yongli winked at the ale he held in his hand, which he had only taken two sips of, and said jokingly: "Strict control? Isn't it usually that you only want to stay?" Half a bottle? Now you’re obedient and you’re taking a half-sip? How about I buy you a drink?”
Xin Ersi patted his buddy on the shoulder with a grimace. He felt that the look from the savage girl here was almost burning them both. If not everyone here knew him, maybe someone would have offered him a glass of wine on the spot. .
"Okay, I'm just passing by to buy a drink and I'll be leaving soon. But you don't want to linger around and miss tomorrow's business."
Su Yongli laughed loudly when he heard this. He took the burning wine from the stall owner and replied: "It's not sneaky, and we didn't take advantage of others. You and I are willing to be fair and equal, which is better than ruining the stove industry with a piece of shit." The coupons can be used to pay female farm workers for half a month or a month."
This means that the valley tribe treats these veterans who have transferred to the army very well. Under the strong control of the binders, any form of private fighting is prohibited in the valley, and all distributions are calculated based on work contribution. However, veterans who have transferred generally have special skills. Once organized into a Renaissance Army-style team, they can easily defeat several times the tribal warriors. They often serve as the bodyguards of the binders, so the salary is quite high, and the fairer and freer atmosphere in the valley is naturally affected. People like it. After confirming that the bad deeds of the Renaissance Army mentioned by the binder were true, most of the prisoners were willing to stay. Anyway, they were basically young and strong men who had not yet married. Moreover, when they returned, their status as martyrs became traitors. People who are familiar with the dungeon policy know that this will be detrimental to relatives and friends at home, so they simply stay.
"Don't be too carefree. Things are almost done over there in Stone. It won't be too long before we go to meet old friends." Xin Twenty-four stopped the next glass of wine handed over by the stall owner and said in a slightly serious tone. .
Su Yongli's expression did not change, but his eyes were condensed. He took the glass of wine that was stopped, drank it in one gulp, wiped his mouth and said: "It's not easy to come back when you meet an old friend, so it's better to drink two more. I won’t have to drink anymore if I save a cup.”
Seeing this, Xin Twenty-four stopped trying to persuade him. He knew his old friend’s temperament, and when he saw that he and the female stall owner were chatting enthusiastically, he smiled and said, “Don’t screw me dry.” Then he went back to the crowd because the curfew was about to begin. Walk to the exit of the crowded market.
Before the sun completely disappeared, Xin Twenty-four turned around the clean stone road next to the tribal meeting hall and turned three times into the residential area directly under the "Biao" tribe of the bounder. It was already dinner time, and smoke was rising from the wooden and brick houses in every household, and the smell was the familiar corn cake.
When he got an excuse, Xin Ersi smiled. He saw the person sitting in front of his house, waiting for him.
"Hurry in and eat. I told you that if I come back late, you and your son will eat first. When the rice is cold, it will take more firewood to heat it up."
The savage woman with a beauty mark under her eyelids was slightly taller than Xin Twenty-four. She reached out and took the wine bottle in her husband's hand, and found that it was barely moved. She raised her eyebrows and smiled, her white teeth adding to the darkness. Apply bright colors.
"Will the clan lack your firewood money?"
After saying that, she opened the door and turned around. Although the red bow tied behind her bun had faded badly, it still made Xin Twenty-four's heart skip a beat.
This is an ordinary brick house that is neither big nor luxurious. It is similar to all savage-style buildings. There is a fire pit at the door, with a large iron pot of water always placed above it, and the kitchen also doubles as a firewood house.
Xin Twenty-four first saw his somewhat sleepy son. This was a toddler who had not yet come out of his infancy. He was wrapped in an animal skin and lying in a cradle. Perhaps the coldness of his father's return home had not yet passed, so he opened his mouth and burst into tears. He was a little embarrassed.
"Natalie, feed your son first." Xin Twenty-four shouted.
Natalie first served her husband a bowl of stew, and then fed the child goat milk. She began to chatter about what happened during the day, except that today was the day when the tribe rationed cloth, and she went to collect the cloth belonging to the family of three. Two pieces of cotton cloth, ready to use this to make a new blanket. After the full moon is the Winter Planting Festival, an extra batch of charcoal will be given at that time, which also means that wintering has officially begun.
"Si, when are you leaving?"
Natalie didn't speak fluent Mandarin, so she often didn't call Xin Twenty-four by his full name, especially after knowing the homophony. She was afraid of mispronunciating it and making her husband unhappy, so she simply called her by a single word.
"It will take three or four days at most. The activities of the Binders in the south are about to reach their peak. It's time to finish them off." Xin Twenty-four glanced at his wife who secretly hid the ale she brought back in a dark place. vegetable.
"I'll bring a flower back when I have the chance. I'll put this on my head. I'm afraid I'll lose it at the party." Natalie took off the red bow tied on the back of her head, her eyes filled with affection as she murmured: "Dyeing is easy to fall off, too. It’s suitable to put in a box.”
Xin Twenty-four agreed, and he was not willing to lose the bow in an accident. While his wife was wiping the table, Xin Twentysi suddenly remembered the scene when the two met in the past.
He was only twenty-three years old at that time, a young boy stationed in a small military station outside Beiqin. Just like most inland garrison troops, they eventually encountered a tide of beasts. He was working in the field and could not escape into the basement of the military station, so he had to run northward. When he crossed the Hui River, he was directly entangled by a water snake and passed out. When he woke up, he found that he had become a savage prisoner. At that time, I thought I was doomed, but when I turned around, I saw a female savage warrior with a red cloth on her head wrapping her wounds. She untied the red cloth from her bun section by section, and wrapped it section by section. On his legs, just the red cloth for the bun was obviously not enough, so she knocked Xin Twenty-four on the head annoyedly, took out another long piece of red cloth from her bag, and bandaged Xin Twenty-four's wounds very well. .
Later he learned that the material of the red cloth was made of oily spider silk, and had to be converted into money, which was probably half a year's military pay at the time. As a savage, the price was a whole human wolf, which had to be exchanged with his life.
倒也没有什么一见钟情的戏码，辛廿四第一次做野人俘虏时吃了很多苦头，被娜塔莉揍过很多次，也被她护过很多次，直到某一天他被换俘赎回去Only then did he realize that the savages were actually not so black and white. It was just that for reasons that everyone understood, no one was willing to say a good word about it. They pretended that the savages were not savages, but bandits. Even if you come back and kill someone, you don't have to bear any extra psychological burden. After all, only by eliminating the meaning of people can you ignore the characteristics of people.
In the following years, Xin Twenty-four continued to be a junior officer in the Renaissance Army with a slightly bleak future. He gradually rose up the ranks and served as a regimental confidential officer and a grassroots company and platoon leader. He even served as a commander because of his ability in combat. Special forces were mobilized. At first he thought they were special operations forces or something like that, but when he started to capture the savages and saw them being sent to a camp that looked like a gas chamber, he realized that what he was doing was a very disgraceful thing. But as a soldier, he Choose to execute the order. After all, as a nail, the meaning of his existence is to tighten it.
Only the nut fell off.
During another hunting operation, he saw the savage female warrior with a red cloth tied behind her bun. He wanted to let Natalie go, but his commander directly pointed his gun at her, but did not fire. Instead, he said as usual:
"Xiao Xin, pay attention, I call three, you kill her."
"three."
Xin Twenty-four thought of the savage prisoners who had their ankles broken and were sent to the camp. He never really set foot in that base, that's because he didn't want to face something.
"two."
The woman who had thrown away her weapon and raised her hands in surrender was logically considered a prisoner at this moment, an old friend from the past who wore a red cloth and saved his life without mistreating him.
"one."
There was something about that piece of red cloth that suited her very well.
From that moment on, Xin Twenty-four knew that he should no longer turn a blind eye. He chose to turn around and shoot the officer to death, and spit in the face of this scumbag who liked to use human skin lamps. On the way to escape, he used that piece of red cloth to tie a bow and gave it to Natalie. Until now, this red cloth, which he folded again every day, had faded badly and could not be dyed again.
The recall was actually only for a short moment. When he came back from his absence, he found that his wife was sitting next to him with the child in her arms. She didn't look at him or say anything. She just sat next to him. The flickering light of the candle gave this former sturdy man The face of the extraordinary female warrior is coated with a light-colored warm light. She was singing an unknown song to lull the child to sleep. This was neither a southern lingua franca song nor a savage song, but came from a broken music box. Therefore, Xin Twenty-four himself could not remember what the melody was. Cleared.
But that's not important. What's important is that he understands the meaning of the song.
Two days later, everything was ready. Su Yongli, Wang Shitou and other former colleagues put on their military uniform armbands again and gathered outside the valley. Xin Twenty-four looked back at the valley from a distance where only the outline of the sentry tower could be seen. He He knew that his wife and children were watching him from a distance on the sentry tower.
Behind him are his wife and children, beside him is his robe, and in front of him is the past. But just like his name, what is his belief? For him, faith is knowing what you should do and then paying the price for it.
Heaven is right behind him.
Some people died, but not completely...
