Chapter 78 Farewell Night Talk

In a mountain village south of Miyun City, a hut at the head of the village is emitting cooking smoke.

Ma Lan lay in front of the stove, lowered her head and blew the fireworks in the stove. Suddenly, a gust of wind poured in. The smoke made her cough loudly and tears flowed down.

While rubbing her eyes, Ma Lan reached out to grab the hand towel beside her and was ready to wipe her sore eyes, but at this time, the door was pushed open.

"Who?" Ma Lan shouted harshly and grabbed the shotgun poking around her. She never left her body to prevent something from happening.

A trembling voice sounded at the door, which made her feel relieved, "I!"

Put the shotgun back to the wall, and Ma Lan continued to lie down to prepare for the stove. "What are you doing so late? Others will gossip when they see it."

The person who came was the nine-headed dragon. He came all the way from the city. After entering the door, he gasped and his voice trembled.

After gasping at the door for a while, the nine-headed dragon stepped towards Ma Lan, and his breathing was a little heavy.

Ma Lan felt strange in her heart that the nine-headed dragon would not come so late. What's going on today?

Although the relationship between the two is basically clear, and people in the mountain village know it, the two are at most hand-handed, and there is no ambiguous relationship.

Ma Lan once told the Nine-headed Dragon that he was allowed to touch himself only when he was marrying her.

In order to avoid suspicion, the nine-headed dragon never came to her house when it was almost dark. I didn't know what kind of madness it was today, but it ran over.

Just as Ma Lan was about to turn around and say a few words about him, she suddenly felt that her arms were stretched out behind her back and wrapped around her in her arms, and then a chest full of strong masculinity also touched her back.

The strong smell made her blush and her body soft, but she still gritted her teeth and reached for his arm. She said angrily, "Nine-headed dragon, get out of here. It's rude to touch my mother again."

The nine-headed dragon, who used to be as obedient as a mouse, didn't listen to her today. He still hugged her tightly and put his face against her neck. "Let me hold her for a while, just for a while, Lanzi."

Ma Lan's heart moved, and she suddenly felt a sense of panic. The movement of breaking the palm of the nine-headed dragon also stopped, but put it on the arm of the nine-headed dragon.

The nine-headed dragon hugged her like this without further movement, and Ma Lan did not move. The two held her like this and remained still for a long time.

Finally, the nine-headed dragon raised its head and loosened the arm holding Ma Lan. At the same time his arm withdrew, Ma Lan actually had a trace of disappointment and loss.

"Lanzi, I'll give you the money." The nine-headed dragon pulled out a cloth bag from his arms and handed it to Ma Lan's hand. He looked at Ma Lan's beautiful face. "This money is enough for you to spend for several years. Don't bother yourself."

With the heavy silver dollar in her hand, Ma Lan had an indescribable cold and piercing feeling. This feeling slowly rose from her heart and quickly spread to her whole body, and even made her breathing a little suffocate.

"Lanzi, I'm leaving!" After saying these words, Jiutoulong turned around and walked to the door. He was afraid that he would not even have the courage to leave.

"Long Zhenshan, stop for me." Malan roared behind him, and then a cloth belt flew into his face, and then fell to the ground, from which a pile of silver dollars fell out.

These silver dollars are the pension paid in advance by the 37th Division, a total of 20 yuan, and his own four silver dollars, a total of 24 yuan.

Ma Lan's angry lips trembled. Her apricot eyes were wide open, she stared at the nine-headed dragon that turned around, and walked to him step by step. "What do you think of me, bitch, or rag? If you say throw it, just throw it away. Let me tell you, there's no way."

The nine-headed dragon looked at Ma Lan, who was so powerful. He felt that his chest was blocked. "Lanzi, I left this time. It may be very small to come back. There will be no result if you wait."

Ma Lan rushed to him, waved his fist and hammered him hard, while biting the shoulder of the nine-headed dragon.

The bite was very heavy, and the blood flowed out of his shoulder. The military uniform on his shoulders was dyed red, and Ma Lan's lips and teeth were also dyed red.

The nine-headed dragon did not resist, so he stood there and let Malan bite hard, frowning tightly, "Lanzi, you bite. If you can feel better, you bite hard."

It's okay not to say this. As soon as he said this, Malan cried out, tears cracked down, and the ground was soon wet.

The eyes of the nine-headed dragon were also wet. He hugged Ma Lan in his arms and hugged her tightly, hoping to integrate her into his body.

The two hugged each other tightly and slowly fell on the kang in the room.

A gust of wind blew, and the oil lamp on the table flashed out. The moonlight like water shot in from the window lattice, adding a faint light to the darkness in the room.

The shadow on the kang shook, and the voice of the nine-headed dragon trembled slightly, "Lanzi, I want you"

Ma Lan hummed softly and then there was no sound.

The next morning, the nine-headed dragon stood at the entrance of the village with a burden on his shoulder. Ma Lan stood behind him radiantly, tidying up his clothes, and the two of them whispered.

"Okay, I'm leaving!" Seeing that the time was almost up, the nine-headed dragon said to Ma Lan, "When I come back, I will marry you."

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Ma Lan raised her delicate face, looked at the face of the nine-headed dragon, and said word by word, "You are mine. You must come back for me."

"Don't worry, I will definitely come back." The nine-headed dragon pitiedly brushed her hair behind her head and solemnly promised, "I'm going to come back to marry you."

The nine-headed dragon walked down the mountain with his bag on his back. Ma Lan stood still, staring at his man's back and drifted away, and did not return to the house for a long time.

On the playground of the guard regiment, the 100 soldiers of the Blood Flag Squad have arrived, but only the nine-headed dragon is missing.

Meng Lingshan, the commander of the first battalion of the guard regiment, was also selected into the blood flag team, and he is now the captain of the team and is responsible for commanding the blood flag owners. At this time, he frowned and said, "The nine-headed dragon is really undisciplined. He dares to be late at this time."

Chen Feng stood aside. He is the instructor of the blood flag team and the actual controller. He will lead these 100 elite warriors to turn upside down in the belly of the Japanese devils.

"Captain Meng, don't worry. I think Long Zhenshan must have something important to deal with, so I'm late." Chen Feng opened his mouth and explained for the nine-headed dragon.

Yesterday, as soon as he received the pension, the nine-headed dragon ran away. Chen Feng estimated that he must have gone to deal with the afterthought. Sure enough, he was late today.

Although they are all elite soldiers, after all, they are going to the hinterland of the devils this time, which is full of devils' troops, as well as traitors and puppets, so it is very dangerous. Many people may never come back.

It is for this reason that Chen Feng proposed to pay the pension in advance, so that the soldiers can put down their worries and go all out to fight.

Meng Lingshan actually understood this truth. He was just too anxious. Seeing that Chen Feng said something, he didn't say anything else.

"Captain, it's me, I'm coming!" The nine-headed dragon in the distance shouted. He carried a burden on his back. No matter how he looked at it, it was like escaping from the wilderness rather than fighting.

Many warriors were amused by his funny appearance, and the original heavy atmosphere was diluted a lot.

Meng Lingshan also smiled. He scolded angrily, "Jiutoulong, you boy, hurry back to the team."

"Yes, captain, instructor!" Seeing Chen Feng standing beside him with his hands behind his back, the nine-headed dragon suddenly looked solemn. After a military salute, he returned to his position.

Now that the people have arrived, Chen Feng ordered the team to leave. They went out of the north gate of Miyun City and walked towards the Great Wall.

In the next few days, they will cross the front line of the Great Wall, enter the area of the Rehe River occupied by the Japanese army, and even go deep into the Eastern Three Provinces to fight against the Japanese army.

At that time, I believe there will not be many people who can come back alive.

In the division headquarters of the 37th Division, Master Feng stood by the window, watching the blood flag team set out from the playground, and then crossed the North Street of Miyuncheng and went out of the north gate.

Beside him stood Brigadier Zhao Dengyu, Deputy Chief of Staff Geng Xingyuan, and a big man with an ape arm bee waist. This man was the famous deputy brigade commander He Jifeng, a famous anti-Japanese hero.

These people are all the main generals of the 37th Division of the 29th Army, and now they are gathered together.

Master Feng turned his hands behind his back and looked at Chen Feng's back in the team. After a long time, he turned around and said, "What do you think of Chen Feng?"

Everyone in the room didn't say anything. Brigadier Zhao had some contact with Chen Feng, so he couldn't be in a hurry to talk, otherwise it would be more troublesome.

For a while, Deputy Chief of Staff Geng Xingyuan said first, "Chen Feng is not a simple person." He is a big fat man. He smiles and is kind to everyone.

Master Feng motioned him to continue to say, and Geng Xingyuan continued, "Let's not talk about his previous record, it can be seen from this selection that he is a very powerful figure."

"Where does this start?" The speaker is Chen Shuanglie, the deputy chief of staff, a Shandong man, who is very bold and upright.

Geng Xingyuan smiled and seemed to know that Chen Shuanglie would say this, "Have you noticed that most of the soldiers selected this time are veterans in various units or those unruly guys."

"These people are the elements that give the captain a headache in any army, and they can't wait to kick them out of the team to be happy. But Chen Feng specially selected such a person, so what did he think?

"Does he have the hobby of these bad horses?" Someone said it jokingly, which made everyone in the room laugh.

However, Brigadier Zhao did not smile. He lowered his head and meditated. At this time, he slowly looked up. "I think he is showing us an attitude that he has no intention to take the opportunity to cultivate his power in the 29th Army."

These ruffians and veterans are both people with a bad reputation in the original army. Even if such people survive in the future, they still can't become military commanders when they return to the original army.

If Chen Feng has the intention to cultivate his own people in the 29th Army, then he should choose some excellent soldiers and low-level officers of various units, not these useless guys.

You should know that if after this bloody battle, the relationship between Chen Feng and this blood flag team is absolutely inseparable, and even the members of the team will be his loyal and direct line.

Geng Xingyuan nodded first, and then shook again, "What you said makes sense, but it's not all right. Chen Feng has another intention in doing this, that is, to tell us what the value of his cooperation is."

"The value of cooperation?" Everyone doesn't understand.

This action is already a cooperation. What value does Chen Feng want to show?

Master Feng nodded slightly and said with a smile, "Oh, I understand a little. Go on."

Geng Xingyuan said, "Before, Brigadier Zhao once told me that Chen Feng had the intention to cooperate with our 29th Army. At that time, I was thinking, what qualifications did he have to cooperate with our 29th Army?"

"Although we are not as good as those trump cards, at least there are more than 30,000 people, more than 10,000 guns, and countless light and heavy weapons. What about him? What does he have?"

"Even if he has some skills to train troops, there is no shortage of training masters in our army. How much difference can everyone be?"

Everyone in the room listened quietly, and no one spoke.

Brigadier Zhao opened his mouth to say something, but he still didn't say it, because Wang Changhai told him how powerful Chen Feng was. He didn't know whether there was any exaggeration in it.

"Chen Feng is a sensible person. The reason why he chose these troops that he didn't want this time was to tell us one thing."

"What's the matter?"

Geng Xingyuan said word by word, "He wants to tell us that even if a waste is in his hands, he can turn it into a treasure, or even transform into an elite."

People are shocked. If Chen Feng really has this ability, then he is indeed qualified to cooperate with the 29th Army.

Master Feng sat down at the table and tapped his finger on the table. "Now it depends on the effectiveness of his action."

People think it makes sense. When all the dust in this operation is settled, is he worthy of the solemn treatment of the 29th Army? Naturally, there will be distribution.

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