On the mountain road leading to Qinglong Mountain, Zhang Hu led the reconnaissance platoon to hurriedly walk in the direction of the three zombie monsters that suddenly appeared. It's a pity that he didn't know that the reconnaissance platoon was in big trouble!
On the side of the road, there are Miaojia, Tujia or Yaojia villages. Smoke curls over the village. The mossy wooden walls and black tiles of the old houses and the chic style of stilted buildings, hidden in the misty Xiaoxiao bamboo and huge banana leaves, occasionally one or two clucking chickens and dogs barking, make the ancient village seem more mysterious and vicissitudes.
Under the leadership of Zhang Hu, the thirty-two soldiers walked briskly towards the mountains and mountains in the northwest direction, and the villages disappeared from their eyes, and another scenery was displayed in front of their eyes.
In the distance, a series of stone steps that have been rubbed by the footboards quietly extend to the outside of the stockade. Occasionally, you can see one or two long-haired skinny dogs with their tails drooping, a few thin children and a few old men in long black clothes wandering along the stone road.
After the autumn harvest, the fields outside the village are empty, and there are a few wild buffaloes and goats roaming, and the cowbells under their necks sway to a pleasant sound of tinkling dong.
Platoon Commander Zhang Hu had a whim: Did Mingzhu, the wild bird hero who said goodbye, live in such a Tujia cottage? Definitely, he said that he was a Tujia person.
There are old mills standing on the banks of the riverside valleys on the roadside, and next to them are huge waterwheels that stand abruptly, crunching and turning endlessly, slowly and rhythmically, as if interpreting the unique historical customs of Xiangxi. The sight kept the Scout's eye drawn.
The mountain road was rugged, the reconnaissance platoon was like a fly, and the stone roads and villages were left behind.
Zhang Hu hurriedly moved his steps, while browsing the scenery of Xiangxi, and said to Zhao Yue: Old Zhao, look at this Xiangxi, it is indeed a unique scenery, one step at a time.
Zhao Yue asked: The platoon commander has taken a fancy to this place?
Zhang Hu said: The scenery of Xiangxi is so beautiful, I really like it.
Zhao Yue said: Okay, after you catch Zhu Yeqing, you will say a daughter-in-law here and settle down in Xiang'an's house!
Zhang Hu was suddenly touched by Zhao Yue's words, and the image of the wild bird hero Dan Fengyan immediately appeared in front of him. He suddenly thought: It would be good if Danfeng was a woman. But he immediately suppressed his thoughts and stopped: Pay attention to influencing others, don't talk nonsense!
Zhao Yue said: Yes! The platoon commander's daughter-in-law will talk about it later! The soldiers had already heard it, so they snickered.
In front of the mountain road.
Dang, dang! The frightening, strange sound of gongs was heard.
The pedestrians who fled in a panic were discussing: It's really the corpse gang that is coming. It's a zombie calling, get out of the way! Quick, fast! Zombies pass, pedestrians give way!
As soon as three strange figures appeared from a distance, they immediately appeared like ghosts, bringing chaos to the already frightened road. The bustling passers-by shouted, admonished, and scurried in panic, looking for a suitable place to retreat.
A Miao villager from a nearby village hurriedly grabbed the dog that followed him, dragged him to the side of the road, and then hugged the dog's head with both hands, preventing it from looking or barking.
A Miao woman who was carrying a child on her back ran to the side of the road in a panic, hurriedly took the child out of the basket, pulled open the placket, hurriedly stuffed the nipple into the child's small mouth, and then covered the child's eyes with her hands.
Several elderly people staggered and hurriedly retreated to the artemisia grass bushes on the side of the road, lowered their eyebrows and closed their eyes, and prayed: God bless, the road is safe! The old man blesses, rejoice that God is leaving! The People's Liberation Army is blessed by 10 million, and I am glad that God is going over smoothly!
People waited in horror for the three weirdos to swagger through the market. A noisy business road suddenly became empty and deserted.
This side of the mountain road.
Zhang Hu looked up at the vast mountains in the distance. With a frown, he gave a short order while wiping his sweat and quickened his pace: Keep up, pass back!
Zhao Yue repeated loudly: Keep up, pass back!
The warriors quickened their pace, constantly turning their heads and passing back a concise command: keep up!
As he walked, Zhang Hu remembered the tone and attitude of the 140 leader after giving him the task early this morning, and his heart was a little depressed, so he whispered to Zhao Yue: Old Zhao, what do you say happened to 140 today? Can't even our heroic reconnaissance platoon believe it?
Zhao Yue frowned and said: I can't figure it out either. What is the great deal about a gangster who has slipped through the net? When did our heroic reconnaissance platoon arrive, it was also a well-known heroic reconnaissance platoon!
Zhang Hu joked: You should also say, when will I, Zhao Yue, also be a combat hero!
Zhao Yue said: Platoon commander, don't be sarcastic about me! Actually, you, a super-level combat hero, are even more unconvinced, right?
Zhang Hu said: Of course, since we have already made a military order, we must let the leaders see: When did our reconnaissance platoon lose a battle and failed to complete its mission!
Zhao Yue said: Yes, this is what Xiao Zhuge said!
Zhang Hu said: Let's stop choking blindly! Let's think about the battle plan for attacking Qinglongzhai.
Zhao Yue said simply: I will bring the troops, and you can move your brain. Turn back to the troops and shout: Hurry up, keep up!
Behind him, accompanied by the rustling of footsteps, there was the sound of an emergency command to "keep up, pass backwards". On the side of the road, the unique scenery of Xiangxi was left behind.
Inside the Tujia house in Qinglongzhai.
The face of the bandit Zhu Yeqing was full of smiles, and he looked at the dumb girl obsessively, sniffed his nose greedily like a hunting dog, and took the opportunity to touch her hand when he took the goose feather tube handed by the dumb girl.
The mute girl frowned in disgust, but it was hard to say anything.
Zhu Yeqing hurriedly poked out the contents of the goose feather tube from the flying pigeon, which turned out to be a small piece of tissue paper. The mute girl stood by with a peaceful demeanor, staring curiously.
There is a picture drawn on the tissue paper: a steep mountain with a small house in the middle, and 32 black dots at the bottom of the hill that surround the small house in a semicircle. Three feathers are drawn on the top of the painting.
Zhu Yeqing raised his head, looked at the dumb girl with trust and said: Mingzhu, this is 100,000 urgent 'chicken feather information'.
The mute girl nodded calmly and thought: Who sent this information to Zhu Yeqing through the flying pigeon? She felt that Zhu Yeqing had too many secrets.
Zhu Yeqing said jokingly: Dumb girl, the mountains and rivers in Xiangxi are blocked, Master Long, I have often relied on these mountain pigeons to transmit information for decades since I pulled the pole. It's safe and fast in the mountains.
The mute woman nodded calmly. And continued to look at the intelligence painting in Zhu Yeqing's hand, guessing the contents.
Zhu Yeqing flattered and said: Mingzhu, do you know where the small house on the mountainside on the top of this picture is? These three chicken feathers mean 100,000 urgent. These thirty-two black dots naturally refer to the number of communist troops chasing me!
Zhu Yeqing thought for a moment, and then said with a heavy heart: That is to say, the communist army has an elite force of thirty-two people, which is pressing towards Qinglongzhai.
The mute girl looked at the painting, nodded quietly, and thought: I have already understood.
Zhu Yeqing suddenly scratched his bare head and said: Mingzhu, do you know? Although the number of communist troops chasing me is not large, I always feel like 32 shells now, sizzling towards Qinglong Village, and the momentum is compelling!
He thumped his chest, and seemed to feel a little out of breath.
The mute girl glanced at him, but turned her head and shook her head in disbelief.
Zhu Yeqing said fearfully: Dumb girl, don't you believe it, do you? Tell you, Master Long, I have been in the rain of bullets for so many years, and I can be described as experienced in the rivers and lakes, but I can't figure out why these dirt roads are so brave and good at fighting!
The dumb girl looked at him quietly, the pair of Danfeng eyes, as deep as a secluded pool, not shocked, but she was thinking in her heart: Even the big pole of Xiangxi Zhuyeqing, who you are not afraid of heaven and earth, there are people who are afraid, when you are afraid?
Zhu Yeqing continued: The Kuomintang is extremely corrupt from top to bottom, and it is only if their regular army does not resist the communist army, but how strong is my dragon master's pole, who in Xiangxi does not say that I am more ruthless than a fox, more ruthless than a jackal, and faster than a leopard! Hey! I can't resist the communist army's blows in one round and collapse! What a fucking weird thing!
The mute girl listened quietly, nodded her head calmly, and agreed, but thought in her heart: You are afraid that you deserve it.
At this time, Zhu Yeqing felt extremely confused, confused, and afraid! He forgot the fairy-like charm of the beautiful and unearthly mute woman in front of him, and the almost irresistible temptation that had produced him in front of him. His shiny head immediately broke out in a cold sweat. All he saw was the corpses of his own minions and streams of blood......
Zhu Yeqing suddenly felt discouraged like the end of the world. It was as if someone had suddenly taken the strength of his body.
Like a tired wolf in a trap, he swung his legs in a nutshell, and spun around the ground in despair. The half ear on the left side of the face, like a butterfly with a stump wing, nervously edged one by one.
The mute girl was like a fragrant orchid, standing quietly beside Zhu Yeqing, watching him turn around serenely, with mixed feelings in her heart.
Zhu Yeqing suddenly begged: Mingzhu, I know you are extremely smart! If you have a good idea, help Master Long and me!
The dumb girl frowned, the wings of her pretty nose curled, and a subtle sneer in Danfeng's eyes passed away. She thought: We must take the opportunity to drive Zhu Yeqing away, and we can't let him lead the war to Qinglong Village, so that the villagers here will suffer from the disaster of war!
Zhu Yeqing looked at it but asked: So, do you have an idea?
The mute girl smiled, nodded confidently, and thought to herself: My idea is for you to leave Qinglong Village quickly.
Zhu Yeqing was like a drowning man caught in a rolling torrent, suddenly grabbed a life-saving straw, and begged the mute girl in a low voice: Dumb girl, please, you say it quickly, you say it quickly. I listen to you.
The mute girl glanced at him calmly, frowned slightly, waved her hands elegantly, and gestured for a while like singing, then raised her jade wrist lightly and dragged Zhu Yeqing towards the courtyard. She wants to implement the plan to drive Zhu Yeqing out of her mind without knowing it!
At the other end of the mountain road on the bank of the Yuan River.
The gang of three eccentrics is getting closer and closer. The pedestrians who retreated on the side of the road, looked at the corpse chasers on the left, and the People's Liberation Army on the right, and couldn't help but discuss.
Pedestrian A said, "Hey, look, there's a People's Liberation Army coming over there." I don't know if this army will avoid it when it sees the corpse chaser?
Pedestrian B said: The People's Liberation Army pays the most attention to breaking superstition. I don't think they necessarily believe in the rules of our Xiangxi corpse gang.
Pedestrian C hurriedly interjected: No, no, no! The army is the most particular about national policy. I said, they promised to make way for the corpse chasers to retreat.
The pedestrian shook his head and said, "I don't see it." Since ancient times, the military situation has been like fire, who dares to stop because of the matter of the corpse gang!
Pedestrian E said: The People's Liberation Army is full of righteousness, and when the corpse gang encounters them, those dead zombies must not be so scared that they can't walk!
The people on the road were talking as they looked left and right at the scout platoons of the galloping army and the corpse chasers dancing at both ends of the road.
This side of the mountain road.
The gong is getting louder and louder. The Corpse Gang is getting closer. Suddenly, the mountain road became empty. Only the People's Liberation Army (PLA) anti-bandit detachment came from a distance with brisk steps. The merchants and travelers along the retreat road cast a complicated look at them.
The mountain road is tortuous, and the ghostly corpse chasers on the other side of the road appear and disappear.
Dangdang!
Suddenly, the terrifying sound of the broken gong in front of him sounded continuously and deafeningly. Six rings, six more rings!
On the other side of the mountain road.
Pedestrian A said, "Hey! Listen! It may be that the corpse gang saw the army that did not avoid it, and deliberately slammed the yin gong to demonstrate and report the news!
Pedestrian B peeked at the corpse gang that was getting closer and closer in front, and then looked at the PLA reconnaissance platoon that was getting closer and closer behind, and hurriedly echoed: Well, it makes sense!