The sky is high and the sky is wide, the earth is decadent, the sun is shining and the wind is cold.
The spring breeze in February is like scissors, and the spring sunshine brings some warmth to this dry land.
The large sunbathing field in the south of the village was still full of people and noisy, bringing some life to this desolate land.
On a gentle slope facing the sun in the distance to the south of the drying field, there is an extra grave.
Scattered black figures were arguing about gathering soil for the new grave.
Pieces of curled paper that had turned into ashes but still maintained the shape of a circle on the outside and a square on the inside floated in the spring breeze and rolled to the sun drying ground in the south of the village.
A pseudo-soldier in his twenties sat among a pile of dirty and torn clothes, quietly watching the ashes of the ghost paper falling down in trance.
Next to him, puppet scout Lu Dahe felt a little nervous.
Last night he was ordered by the captain to contact the Eighth Route Army.
After arriving here, the Eighth Route Army did not embarrass the two of them. The battalion commander named Hu from the Eighth Route Army simply asked them about the situation on the battlefield and then directly left them aside.
Next to him, sitting against the wall, was a man wearing a military cap and basking in the sun with his eyes closed.
Although the Eighth Route Army seemed to have its eyes closed, a murderous aura could be felt from that person. As long as there was the slightest movement, the Eighth Route Army would immediately open its eyes.
Lu Dahe believed that with his skills, it would be no problem to escape from the Eighth Route, but now there were Eighth Routes everywhere outside the village, so he could not escape for the time being, so he had to wait until night.
The Eighth Route Army did not kill prisoners. As a liaison, he did not have to worry about safety issues at all.
He deliberately stretched his legs, causing the Eighth Route Army next to him to open his eyes again.
The big dog had a dark face and shook the horse ring in his hand: "Why the hell can't you just bask in the sun for a while?"
When Lu Dahe saw Tang Dagou waking up, he quickly approached him and said, "Hey, what should I call this big brother?"
The big dog closed his eyes again: "Don't get too close to me, just stay here!"
"Hey, I said, it's unethical for you to hold me here, right?"
"What the hell are you worried about? We have already sent someone to contact your captain."
"Then can you let me go back first?"
"Go back? You're not a three-year-old. If you want to blame me, it's because you know the situation in the village now. How can I possibly let you go?"
Lu Dahe was speechless. What this person said made sense. It seemed that he had to wait until the Eighth Route Route departed before he had a chance to leave. He could only sigh: "Hey, why don't you do morning exercises?"
"None of your business..."
Lu Dahe was speechless. He simply pulled out a piece of big cake from his pocket, tore off a piece and handed it to the brother next to him. He tore the remaining half and handed it to the big dog: "Brother, do you want to eat something first?"
The big dog opened his eyes. This time he did not refuse. He directly reached out to take it, then stuffed it into his pocket, closed his eyes again and said nothing.
The big dog really didn't want to talk to the guy next to him, but the expression on his face with his eyes closed kept changing.
People who suddenly have thoughts will usually have random thoughts as soon as they are free.
Even he himself found it a little strange!
He had traveled south and north, been stationed in big cities, and struggled on the line between life and death, but he could not figure out why he suddenly had feelings for that dilapidated village wine station.
Maybe it was because of a period of ideological education when he was studying at the Anti-Japanese University that he learned more or less about the principles of life, but it was naturally impossible for him to fundamentally change his thinking...
A soldier ran over from outside the village and happened to see the big dog taking a nap against the wall: "Hey, big dog, where is the battalion commander?"
The big dog opened his eyes: "In the village, you can find it yourself!"
The soldier turned and ran into the village.
village.
Hu Yi looked at Old Bandit Qi on the stretcher with a complicated thought: "Are you looking for me?"
The old bandit Qi, whose sternum was broken, also looked at Hu Yi with his eyes open, but every time he breathed, there was a heartbreaking pain in his chest. He still said hoarsely: "Hu, I have something to ask you."
Hu Yi frowned: "If you fart, let it go!"
The old bandit Qi's face started to look ferocious: "I don't believe that the commander would surrender to the enemy, and I don't believe that he would commit suicide in fear of the enemy. Tell me... the situation in the battle in Songhu... tell me quickly!"
Hu Yi's face turned ugly: "Do you know me?"
"You coward, why don't you die? Cough...cough..." Old Bandit Qi coughed twice, which made his chest hurt even more.
Being scolded carelessly, Hu Yi was a little confused: "Did you admit the wrong person?"
Old bandit Qi shook his head: "I can recognize you even if you turn into gray! Captain of the 105th Division *Regiment* Battalion Machine Gun Company, you killed all the brothers in the company, but you still have the nerve to live in this world, tell me, you Is he a coward?"
Hu Yi was stunned, and the memory in his heart was evoked: "Are you also from the 105th Division?"
"Why did you join the Eighth Route Army?" Old Bandit Qi growled, twitching his wound and causing sweat to form on his forehead.
Hu Yi was silent for a while: "Can you control it?"
"If it weren't for the instigation of the Eighth Route Army, how could the young marshal launch a mutiny and then be put under house arrest? It's a good thing for you now that you are getting involved with the Eighth Route Army!"
There was no way to answer this question, so Hu Yi was silent for a long time: "Recuperate first, and let you go back after you are injured!"
After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave.
"You bastard, stop for me...tell me what happened in the battle at Songhu!"
Hu Yi stopped and turned around: "Since entering the customs, we have been wandering souls without a father or a mother. We have lost Northeast China, North China, and East China. Some people will always find a scapegoat. Our head Not too big, not too small, just right.”
Qi Lao Qi looked at Hu Yi with a sneer on his face: "Then why didn't you die?"
Hu Yi looked lonely and murmured to himself: "What's the difference between dying... and living? You surrendered to the Japanese, but you still have the face?"
Qi Lao Qi was even more excited: "You can only live to avenge your brothers."
"So you were afraid of death, and then you surrendered to the Japanese?"
"Are I afraid of death? I have personally killed thirty-six Japs over the years!"
Hu Yi thought about the past and suddenly asked: "How many of those wounded are left?"
"Haha, can you still think of our old brothers? Haha, it's a pity that most of them died when the city of Xinxiang was destroyed!" Qi Lao Qi's eyes began to turn red: "There are many brothers who are unwilling to surrender, so I should do it myself Send them on their way!”
After a long while, Hu Yi said: "You are not seriously injured. You can move around after two months of rest."
"Stop pretending to be a good person here, do you believe that I will kill you right now, you coward who is afraid of death?"
"Take good care of yourself. Once the Japanese are beaten away, whatever you want to do, I will always be with you!"
"Then tell me what happened in the battle at Songhu?" Qi Lao Qi asked again.
Hu Yi was silent for a while, briefly told Old Bandit Qi everything he knew, and then turned and left.
There has been no news about those brothers from the past for several years, and it feels really bad to suddenly find out that there are former comrades among the opponents.
The messenger in the yard was shouting at the top of his lungs: "Battal Commander, the division...the reinforcements have arrived!"
Hu Yi came out of the house and followed the sentry to the entrance of the village.
I saw a tired team slowly walking to the entrance of the village and then starting to form a team.
Geng Ting, who was teaching the soldiers how to read and basking in the sun, immediately put down his work, quickly came to Hu Yi's side, and greeted the approaching team together: "Captain Hu, let me introduce you..."
The man walking at the front on the other side immediately interrupted Camp Commander Geng and stepped forward to salute Hu Yi: "Camp Commander Hu, do you still remember me?"
Hu Yi thought about it carefully: "Are you the second company commander of the cavalry regiment?"
The current second company commander is also the battalion commander, and he does not feel embarrassed when he calls Hu Yi: "On the way here, I met Li Huanzhang who was carrying the wounded back to the division. What a pity, we arrived late this time. I didn’t even have time to drink soup.”
Hu Yi was not good at politeness: "Thank you!"
"Thank you for nothing. I didn't help you at all. I heard Li Huanzhang said that you won another battle?"
"It's just a gang of bandits."
This one was not polite and turned to look at Battalion Commander Geng next to him: "I said, we have to come back in a hurry. Don't leave us hanging here, get us something to eat quickly!"
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