Chapter 208 Good, Good

The branches of willows by the river swayed with the wind, and the wheat in the harvested wheat field stood in the field. The shells fell into the field with a sharp roar, blowing up one bullet after another.

Holding a gun in the crater, Cao Daren lay in the crater. Somehow, he couldn't cheer up. At noon, the scorching sun was hanging on his head, which made people drowsy. It was only one or two miles away from the Xishan Eight Banners Campus, and only a few meters away from the wall of the Qing army. But even so, Cao Daren still felt I feel a little sleepy.

He glanced at the man's head shaking behind the wall. Cao Daren aimed at the gun and fired one shot after another. After five bullets, he felt that he had killed at least two people. When one of the bullets hit his head, he even saw the splashing brain.

"In fact, just put a few shots at the cutting wall and charge!"

Cao Daren thought so in his heart, but he took out a bullet from the back of his waist and pressed it into the gun, but he knew that the idea was just to think about it. The shells should be left to the capital, and the ten-foot-high wall could be bombarded at the cannon.

At this time, Li Zhu crawled along the cage and rolled into the bullet pit. Like Cao Daren, he used to farm outside the gate, but he usually couldn't beat a stuffy fart with a stick, and he looked clumsy.

However, when he was marching, he looked like a boy who was not tall, but he was carrying a mountain gun barrel weighing more than 200 catties alone. He walked more than ten kilometers without gasping in the middle. I heard that the officer had written a letter of recommendation for him. This boy was a mountain mule.

"Brother Ren, get a cigarette!"

After handing him a cigarette, the two touched it. None of them had matches. Li Zhu held a cigarette in his cigarette, and his face looked more and more difficult.

"Who can I borrow a fire from?"

whispering, he quietly stretched out his head and looked at it. Four or five meters away from them, several people were still wearing a pile of shooting.

"Is there any fire?"

Li Zhu shouted.

"The dog said, smoke bullshit. If you can beat that, I will give you all the cigarettes and paper cigarettes sent next month! If you want fire, go to the opposite side to find a pig's tail!"

The shout of scolding from there only stunned Li Zhu. Cao Daren saw him look up at the opposite side again. His right hand touched a grenade from behind his waist. Suddenly, he suddenly jumped out of the crater, with a gun in one hand and a grenade in the other, and ran forward with his waist.

Cao Daren, who stretched out his head and witnessed all this, was confused. This guy was really a fool. He scolded in his heart. He jumped up like a clockwork, with a good bayonet rifle, and rushed to the half-high gedge wall of the Qing army in front of him, and several soldiers in the next bullet pit also jumped out of the crater. Follow the fool forward. He rushed forward.

The charge suddenly started in an instant. There was no roar and explosion of shells as a signal, but only the instinctive reaction of the soldiers.

When it was close and more than 20 meters away, Li Zhu bit the pull line with his teeth. With a pull of his hand, the grenade threw it towards the cutting wall. The bullets in his ear roared, and the smoke was still caught in his ear.

Boom, a mass of black smoke exploded in the trench. When there was a scream, Li Zhu had already jumped over the gutter wall and jumped into the trench. He saw the Qing soldiers in horn uniforms or blue standing military uniforms, looking at him as if they were looking at a delicate monster. He was a sudden stab at the Qing soldiers in front of him without being distracted with a bayonet.

"Kill!"

The howl in his throat was accompanied by the man's scream. The bayonet was pulled out of the man's chest. At this time, Li Zhu was like a angry lion, stabbing left and right with a bayonet. In two or three seconds, the soldiers in the trench did not react. When they reacted, a killing sound sounded from above their heads. First, a few, dozens, and hundreds of officers and soldiers rushed into the trench with bayonets.

The Qing army in blue military uniforms or trumpets collapsed at this moment and fled to the back of the trench like rats, while the machine gunners who followed set up machine guns and chased the group of defeated soldiers with bullets. Behind them, a group of soldiers shouted to charge with bayonets, constantly using bayonets from behind them. Prick in.

There is such a dramatic one on the battlefield, but it is just a company of troops, chasing thousands of people, and chasing the other party everywhere. Some people keep kneeling on the ground and raising their hands, shouting "Uncle spare my life" and other words of mercy, but in exchange, the bayonets are often inserted straight into the neck or chest. Without a trace of pity or hesitation, they brought the customs habits here.

Finally, when the bayonet was pulled out of a person's chest, Cao Daren was soft and he sat on the ground, constantly gasping and talking to himself.

"It's still alive, it's still alive!"

In this kung fu, he saw the mountain mule-like muffled Li Zhu. He was still alive!

At this time, he still had the cigarette in his mouth. He was groping for something on some corpses. First, he used a bayonet to make up the neck of the corpse hiding on the ground, then turned over the body and searched in the body pocket. On the body of a tree by the tree, Li Zhu found a box of matches. Then he sat by the tree and wanted to give a cigarette. When the fire was lit, the hand softened.

In this scene, Cao Daren was stunned. The boy... Cao Daren walked to Li Zhu's side cross-legged and looked at him sitting against the tree with his eyes closed, holding the unkindled cigarette in his mouth.

"The mule!"

shouted, Li Zhu had no sound, but just sat there.

At this time, Cao Daren noticed that a piece of blood red was leached from Li Zhu's belly, and his blood-filled hand was still holding the box of matches, which were stained with blood.

Cao Daren looked at Li Zhu, took the box of blood-soaked matches from his hand, sat down next to him, scratched a match without scratching, and scratched another one, but still not. At this time, there was only one thought in his mind. Be sure to light the fire to this cigarette, and finally the match is scratched.

The dead can't breathe, and the burning cigarettes emit weak green smoke. Cao Daren looked at the mule who couldn't smoke until he died, and suddenly choked.

"The mule... son..."

The troops that continued to chase the fleeing enemy were far away. Cao Daren stood up and looked around. The battle was over, and there was no one nearby. In the distance, the reserve team came from behind, including the health team.

He picked up the body of the mule hard, put it on his shoulder, carried a rifle in one hand, and followed the tula to chase the army.

Near the evening, all of Cao Daren's nine companies miraculously attacked the Xishan campus, killing nearly 2,000 enemies. In the sunset, except for the soldiers guarding the prisoners, everyone else went to the campus to participate in the cremation of the dead brothers. The school site in Xishan is open, leaning to Longquan Temple in the north, and the capital leads to the east and west. On the outside road, there is a large forest in the south, and the cremation site is a forest.

The corpses facing north were placed on the dry firewood rack. When Cao Daren, who was standing in the middle of his brothers, saluted with a gun with everyone, he saw the fuel pile of oil on the company commander. The soldier in the company stood next to the army, twisting the rosary beads in his hand, reciting the scriptures, and surpassing the soul of the dead.

Looking at Li Zhu, who was in the sixth position in the flames, Cao Daren looked at the accompanying monk who was thinking about Yiwen again. For the first time, he doubted whether the scriptures of this monk who had cut off other people's heads with engineering soldiers on the battlefield could transcend Li Zhu's souls.

After the company commander issued a disbandment, Cao Daren remained there. He saw the burning fire spitting red flames, which made life a gloomy and cold feeling.

He looked at the dust sitting in front of the flame, closed his eyes, twisted the rosary with his hand, and still read the scriptures there. He read the scriptures repeatedly, and his expression was extremely flat. Next to the fire, several soldiers are constantly throwing firewood into the fire of the burning corpses. It is always time-consuming and laborious to burn corpses on the battlefield.

For an hour or two, Jue Chen twisted the rosary beads there and kept reciting the transcendent scriptures over and over again, and his solemnity made Cao Daren put away his previous disrespect. This was the first time he witnessed such a serious excess. Finally, the fire was extinguished, and the soldier in white gloves collected the ashes. In the horse-mouthed bullet box, and then a bag of marching rain canopy became a simple carrying piece. After taking over Li Zhu's ashes, Cao Daren looked at Juechen, who was shaking a little when he stood up, which obviously consumed a lot of energy. If it weren't for the blood stains on his body, perhaps Cao Daren would have linked him with the Taoist monk, but God knows that He was just a ruined temple with no food and clothing. It happened that the Guangfu Army recruited monks to join the army.

Looking at the blood stains on his military uniform, Cao Daren looked at the ashes that was being collected again. Cao Daren, who had been familiar with it for several years, sighed.

"It's really like what the ancients said, the world is impermanent!"

After looking at him, he said.

"Life is only instantaneous, life is death, and death is also life."

Then add another sentence.

"If you are blindly immersed in troubles, it is painful. But I think we must find some kind of lively light in it. Cao Daren, who originally had a bitter face, looked at the indifferent expression on Jue Chen's face and nodded.

"You're right. Even if you join the army, you must have the awareness of death, just like him."

Holding the ashes in the bullet box in his hand, Cao Daren sighed. What Li Zhu thought was very simple in his mind. It was nothing more than killing him, grabbing a box of matches, and then smoking smoke. As for what is life and what is death, he has already put aside.

Staring at the top soldier who seemed to be open-minded, Jue Chen saw his eyes looking at the blood on his chest from time to time.

"Do you think I can't overdo it for them because of the blood on my hands?"

Cao Daren didn't say anything, but just smiled awkwardly. That's what he thought in his heart.

"The monk Jidian in the Song Dynasty said that wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha is in my heart, and now..."

Jue Chen looked at the military uniform on his body and only took the palm of the ceremony.

"The sword takes the soul, spells its soul, and the sword is the Buddha!"

Jue Chen quoted a sentence in the Buddha's Lotus Face Sutra, which only made Cao Daren's heart tremble. At this time, he finally understood why Jue Chen, a monk who could say "good, good" when killing people, could kill people calmly.

"My Buddha is merciful!"

Saying that, Jue Chen only held his palm and twisted the Buddha beads, while Cao Daren stared at the two intertwined "nine-ring Zen sticks" on his collar. Isn't the two roots of the Buddha's nine-ring Zen sticks intersecting like a sharp sword and a long gun?

"The great monk, every time he kills one person, he will recite the reinquise ten times for him to save the souls of the dead, kill one person and save thousands of people! I am compassionate! I won't go to hell, who will go to hell!"

After saying that, he twisted the Buddha beads there again and read the scriptures. The voice entered Cao Daren's ears. Finally, he took a deep look at the big monk and left the cremation site. Unlike when he came, he carried a box of brother's ashes on his back.

In order to prevent the enemy's sneak attack, the troops stationed in the Xishan Eight Banners School did not unload their saddles and soldiers did not leave their guns, that is, they slept on the grass with their rifles in their arms. After leaving the cremation site, Cao Daren and more than a dozen brothers in the class sat around the fire together, rolled up the tobacco with the cigarette paper sent by the army, and did not rush to smoke, but Installed in a small bamboo tube, this is for tomorrow, and there is no time to smoke on the battlefield.

Sitting by the bonfire, Cao Daren put his elbows on his knees, held his chin in his hands, and stared at the fire. Looking at the cigarette between his fingers, he seemed to think of Li Zhu again. In order to light the cigarette, he drove the whole charge, he was praised by the head of the regiment, and had to report to the headquarters, and even even reported to the ruling axe for him. Awarded and rewarded for him, and even the company commander said that in the future, Li Zhu's name will definitely be engraved in the ancestral temple of the capital, enjoying the annual sacrifices of the world's scholars and people, the moon sacrifices, and the daily sacrifices, and even his hometown will set up a monument of loyalty for him.

"In our company, he was the first to enter the trench!"

He suddenly said loudly, "Who are you talking to?" No one knew, "The enemy was stunned at that time... He was like a demon killed from hell... He waved a bayonet and saw one killing one... Several guys running towards him and almost touched his muzzle... He pulled the trigger and gave the three of them a sugar gourd... The front one was bleeding in his nose. ,... He asked for a cigarette, and I gave it to him... If there is no match, then our man has a handle... Just run to borrow the fire... Fuck, who to borrow it from, who has a match on his body... If he doesn't give it,... Just kill him... It's awesome... It's too awesome... He's dead, he still holding a cigarette in his mouth, man... This is the man..."

Shouting, he suddenly stood up, left the fire, and disappeared into the darkness of the roadside. The stars in the sky flashed, and the night sky was like day. As he urinated, he burst into tears.

The psychopath passed. Cao Daren cried with the urn in his arms. When he wiped away his tears, he scolded again.

"Dog said, are you as heroic as you are?"

After wiping his tears, he stood up and saw that at the grave of the dead Qing army, Juechen was reading super scriptures there. Juechen under the moonlight was covered with some moonlight, which only looked much more sacred.

In the silent woods, only the chanting of Jue Chen can be heard. Listening to his chanting, looking at the dozen graves, Cao Daren came up with an idea that the trees here will definitely grow better next year.

At this moment, there was a sudden "buzzing" sound in the night sky. He raised his head but couldn't see anything. The sound came from the southern air. He stood up and looked carefully into the air but could only see a few small black spots.

Deng Shaoling, who led the formation in the air, saw a runway marked with two rows of bonfires at the foot of the mountain more than ten kilometers away.

"This should be the Xishan campus!"

From Fuyang plane to Yanjing, this is the longest flight since the establishment of the flight team. During this period, it flew through ten places. Thinking of the two journeys during the flight, Deng Shaoling wanted to laugh out loud. The only logo that can be relied on in the sky is probably a random map.

The wind blew the scarf tied in the flight jacket, held the longitudinal rod in one hand, raised the signal gun in the other hand, and fired a signal bullet outside the plane. A fire dragon dragged the smoke, cut through the sky, and flashed a red flare in the air. This is a signal to contact the ground.

"They are coming!"

After the officer responsible for guiding the plane to land on the ground saw the air signal, he first shot a red flare into the air, which required the plane to hover and wait. After the one-kilometer-long runway was emptied again, a green signal flare was hit. The green flare was hit by the tenth bonfire in the middle of the runway.

After counting the position of the bonfire, Deng Shaoling shook his wings to send a landing signal, and then pressed the nose. The nose was aimed at the runway of Xishan Campus, which was originally a racecourse, and slowly landed. When the plane landed, the edge of the bonfire was already crowded with soldiers shocked by the movement of the plane. These were once only farmers outside the customs. The soldiers of the people looked at the "strange bird" coming down from the sky in surprise. Although they were used to the big scene and had always sacrificed their lives and death on the battlefield, at the moment of watching the big bird flying from the sky landing, they were so scared that they could not speak, and even the rifle with their hands fell on the grass. Up.

With the roar of the aircraft engine, he landed on the grass like a light swallow. Deng Shaoling, who was flying the plane, glided towards the end of the runway. The soldiers around him looked at them in surprise. He just smiled. He was used to this look and was used to being watched by people like this.

The planes landed one after another, and as many as 16 planes landed on the Xishan campus in more than 20 minutes. Finally, after the last plane landed, with the stop of the plane's engine, the roar disappeared, and the stunned soldiers finally came to their senses. They looked at those who stopped in the school grounds. Yang's plane suddenly became excited.

Heavenly soldiers and generals!

For them, the more than 30 people who came down from these 16 "strange birds" are heavenly soldiers and generals!

"It is estimated that tomorrow, the people in the capital will know that the heavenly soldiers and generals they are looking forward to turn the tide will not appear on their side, but on the side of the "reverse thief". I really want to see the expression of the old woman when she listens to this!"

Lin Yuqing, who led more than a dozen officers to welcome the arrival of the flight team, said with a smile as soon as he saw Deng Shaoling.

"Good, sir!"

As soon as he saw the officer who was younger than himself and looked at his rank of colonel, Deng Shaoling knew who this man was. The youngest colonel and division commander in the Guangfu Army, Lin Yuqing, the commander of the 37th Division of the Guangfu Army, and the ruling "family".

"Welcome, Major Deng,"

After a military salute, Lin Yuqing smiled again.

"How's it going? Have a good night's rest. Let's... lay some eggs for the capital!"

(to be continued)