Chapter 2 Heavy Rain

"It's me," Fatty Ma looked back and saw a thin and small young man in his 20s, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses and looking very sven.

Fat Ma took back the fist to be beaten out, immediately called his face and laughed.

I looked back and asked in surprise, "Are you a clay figurine?"

He nodded and said, "I haven't seen you for a few years. Have you forgotten me?"

I shook my head and took the luggage in his hand.

Fat Ma said, "Don't stare at me. Let's go. I'll invite you to dinner and stride forward."

We followed Fatty Ma's steps forward.

To be honest, I haven't seen you for four years, and I always feel a little strange.

When he sat down at the table, Fatty Ma joked, "When I saw you, I was black and not like a person, but now he looks like a talent."

I laughed, and the clay figurine also smiled and said, "If you do our industry, you have to look like daytime!"

I agree with what the clay figurine said. It's not just to live a better life during the day.

After a meal, the strange feeling was washed away. We drank a lot of wine and discussed things.

I went back to Fatty Ma's store, and it took three days to receive the news.

It is said that we will meet in Sichuan first, and someone will pick us up when we get off the train.

We bought the equipment we needed before we went there. This time, we went to the ground was no better than when we were educated youths in the northwest. We went to buy equipment together. Many things were the first time I saw them.

For example, gas masks, mechanized ropes, etc.

After buying the equipment and getting up the next day, the three of us went to the railway station to buy tickets to drive to Sichuan.

After getting off the train, we were led to a restaurant to settle down. Before that, we only saw this person. He asked us to call him a shovel. He was tall and like a Kanto man.

The next day, the shovel took us first by car, then turned to the ox cart and then went to a barren mountain. Walking on the road of the mountain forest, we could hear the roar of the river.

There are almost no cigarettes here, but the mountains are spreading around. The air is also fresh, and it smells like a thick layer of water vapor.

Through the trees, we came to a relatively flat place, which was cut down and the ground was full of tents.

I have counted about 20 tents.

I'm a little surprised that with so many people, the power of the other party should be not small.

Fat Ma chatted with the shovel all the way. The shovel didn't say much. Ma Fatty asked a question before he answered.

"It's here", the shovel said.

The sudden appearance of the three of us attracted the attention of these people. They looked at us and quickly withdrew their eyes. They were busy.

The shovel said to us, "Wait for me first, and I'll call Mr."

I was a little surprised. In this era, who was still called Mr. soon came a middle-aged man in a robe. He looked 40 or 50 years old. As soon as he came up, his pupils contracted into his eyes and a touch of light flowed out.

He was followed by a girl who looked like she was in her early 20s, wearing the most popular denim jumpsuit and a cap.

The middle-aged man said, "It's your help this time."

Fat Ma immediately smiled and said, "Well, we just take what we need."

The middle-aged man answered, "You're welcome." Then without waiting for Fatty Ma to reply, he ordered the woman behind him, "Xiao Hui, take these people to get the equipment."

The young woman who called Xiao Hui answered and asked us to follow him.

When we arrived at a tent, it was full of various items. What surprised us most was that they had guns.

She gave each of us a submachine gun and some bullets.

After I picked it up, I felt that my hand was heavy. I'm afraid I got on a big thief ship this time.

Fat Ma's face also changed, but it soon calmed down. The clay man pulled the bolt, and Xiao Hui took off his gun.

said with a cold face, "Be careful."

I'm a little surprised that this girl's kung fu seems to be good, and we have seen the clay figurine skills.

The clay fig: "I just want to say that this gun is good. You don't have to be so nervous."

The expression on Xiao Hui's face was dull, but he soon reacted and returned the gun to the clay figurine.

Then we were assigned food and some other things to the tent.

After walking out of the tent, Fatty Ma said, "This girl looks very weak, but her hands are good."

The clay figurine nodded to both of us and said, "Her wrist is very strong. Be careful."

I nodded and asked, "Fat Ma, do you know where this group of people come from?"

Fat Ma shook his head, indicating complete ignorance.

I don't blame Fatty Ma. In this case, I can only go one step at a time. If I retreat at this time, there will never be a good end.

At this time, the shovel came over and let us go to eat.

We bumped all the way and were indeed a little tired.

The three of us sat in front of a fire with a shovel, and the shovel made a hare rack to bake on the fire.

I glanced at these people around. Surprisingly, the whole team was extremely silent, silent, and felt very depressed.

Compared with others, the shovel is still relatively friendly.

I asked about the phenomenon of the shovel.

The shovel was silent for a while and only said, "Mr. is a volunteer who retreated from the battlefield."

After hearing this sentence, I was also silent.

When there was a war on the northern and southern peninsulas, it was these volunteers who crossed the Yalu River to bring back our peace today. They are also known as the cutest people.

After the hare was roasted, the shovel cut a few pieces of meat with a dagger and gave it to us.

We talked for a while.

The clay figurine asked, "When will you act?"

The shovel replied, "Sir is still waiting for someone. When that person comes, it's time to act."

I was a little surprised, "Who came so late?" I blurted out and asked.

The shovel shook his head and said, "I don't know."

I didn't follow up either.

At this time, night is about to fall, and all the movements will become as quiet as possible at this time.

I was a little tired, talked to them, and went to bed.

Lying in the tent, I didn't fall asleep quickly, because the fire was so bright that I tossed around several times and couldn't sleep, so I simply climbed out of the tent again.

Fatty Ma and the clay man are sitting in front talking.

I was about to walk forward when I suddenly felt a shadow flashing behind me and soon into the grass.

I didn't have time to think too much, so I caught up.

After running about a few hundred meters, she stopped. Without waiting for me to speak, she said, "You shouldn't come here!" It's a woman's voice.

I suppressed my curiosity and asked calmly, "Who are you?"

She said, "You don't have to care who I am?" She pointed to a mountain road ahead and said, "You can go down from here, and someone will pick you up as if you have never been here."

"I won't go," I said firmly.

She was silent for a while, as if she sighed, and several dodges disappeared.

I want to catch up, but I can't see her anymore.

I had to follow the same way back, and I have been thinking about who she is all the way.

But there is no such person in my memory. Since I couldn't imagine who it was, I gave up thinking about it, and I didn't tell Fatty Ma.

Since she knows about this, it will definitely happen, and everything will come out.

The moonlight in the sky is unusually enchanting tonight, and the water of the river beats the shore and stirs up a great sound of water in this space.

Suddenly, my face seemed to have been hit by something, and a cold feeling came. It was rain. I looked up into the sky, and the rain fell like a meteor.

I accelerated my steps back.

Everyone has hidden in the tent. The bonfire, which was originally burning vigorously, was also wet by the rain, and the thick smoke was everywhere.

I got into the tent, and the rain fell on the tent. It rained heavily all night, and I was sleepless all night.

When I got up the next day, the rain had not stopped.

But the sound of water in the river is getting louder and fiercer.

I lifted the tent, and there was a man in a raincoat standing outside. From my figure, I could tell that it was a shovel, and the one in front of him must be Mr.

I can probably tell that they are talking about rivers.

I looked into the tent, found a raincoat and went out.

When he approached, he asked, "Hir."

The middle-aged man's resolute and thin face smiled kindly and said to me, "It's up!"

I nodded.

After I came, the shovel stopped what I was going to say.

I asked, "It rained all night, and the river should be full, right?"

The shovel replied, "Yes, Brother Sun, the river has risen out of the river bank," he said with a sad face.

At this time, the middle-aged man said, "Don't worry, just wait a few more days," and turned back. Leave me and the shovel standing here.

I suddenly remembered the woman last night, and we only had a girl here, which made me doubt it, so I tentatively asked the shovel, "Who is the girl who is with you?"

The shovel blurted out, "That's an orphan adopted by my husband since childhood, and he is very kind to her," he said and looked me deeply.

I laughed a few times and said, "It's okay, just ask casually."

The shovel said, "Sir loves her very much and has always treated her as her biological daughter. I don't want anyone to harm her."

I knew he had misunderstood, so he said, "Don't worry! No."

After a while, the shovel said, "Brother Sun, haven't you eaten yet?" With that, he took me to a place for breakfast.

Fat Ma and the clay figurine have been in this tent for a long time. This tent is relatively large and can accommodate more than a dozen people at the same time. It was temporarily built with dead trees and grass.

When Fatty Ma saw me, he said, "Sun, I don't see you in the early morning. Where have you been?"

Look around.

Soon he came close to my ear and asked me in a low voice, "Is everything okay?"

I shook my head.

The rain was still raining, and the three of us walked out of the tent. Fatty Ma complained, "It seems that the rain will not stop for a while."

The clay figurine also said, "I'm afraid this work will not go well."