Walking out of the ticket gate of the train station, Liang Jun stretched his waist, his eyes scanned 180 degrees like a radar, and he immediately found the target. On the west side of the station square, there were several young people leaning on the railing, smoking a cigarette, staring at him idly. Looking at the girl from the past.

Liang Jun could tell at a glance that these boys were probably not peaceful people.

He was wearing a brand-new national defense green uniform, and he looked like a standard demobilized soldier. Liang Jun knew that this green military uniform was very attractive to ordinary people. Because this uniform was produced in 1966 and equipped with troops, it was called the "66" military uniform, and the common people called it "National Defense Green". It was the most fashionable clothing at that time, and no matter how much money you spent, you couldn't buy it. This military uniform is a status symbol that shows that you or someone in your family has served or has some connection to the military. Therefore, this very awkward military uniform has also become the source of trouble, because the snatching of military uniforms has caused many life lawsuits.

Liang Jun walked over and asked the boys for directions in Shandong dialect, pretending to be a fool. He found that these boys stared at his military uniform first, and then exchanged glances with each other, and they were overjoyed. A guy with a shaved head asked Shanshan: "This man has just been demobilized, right? What kind of soldier did you become?" Liang Jun replied: "First I cook in the cooking class, and then let me feed the pigs. The pigs have grown up. Kill them and eat them, then there is nothing wrong with me. No, demobilization.

"Those guys burst into laughter. The bald head said: "I have only heard of military horses and military dogs, and only then have I heard of military pigs. Oh, you are a pig soldier. Alright, let's learn from Lei Feng to do good deeds today, how about leading the way for Comrade Zhu Bing? "" No problem, don't let people get lost. "Several boys responded.

Liang Jun thanked him in a hurry, and just followed him to a secluded place in a foolish way. He felt very sorry for these brats who were going to suffer for breaking the military uniform. If I was in a good mood, why not give them this military uniform?

But not today, I want to put on a show, so I have to use you as props, who told you that you don’t have eyes? He looked around with a guilty conscience, stopped and asked: "I said a few brothers, right? Why do you walk more and more secluded?" Those guys smiled maliciously: "Let's say it clearly, how many of our brothers If you want to wear this military uniform, take it off quickly, you won’t be without trousers in your trousers, right?” Liang Jun straightened his body, and the foolishness on his face was wiped away. There were two cold lights in his eyes, and he said with a cold smile, "Oh, want to rob? Are five people a little short?" The other party didn't like nonsense, and a sharp three-edged scraper appeared in their hands, and a word of impatience came from them. He scolded: "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Hurry up!" Liang Jun pulled his face down and said unhappily: "Fuck, five against one and copying the guy, why the fuck are you so shameless? Give me the guy Put it away, or I will beat you all over the place." The bald leader was very surprised: "Oh? Why is this smaller mouth so short? I have to let you bleed...," the voice fell to Liang Jun's right hand The leg had already drawn an arc in the air, and the toe of the leather shoe accurately kicked the bald head on the bridge of the nose. This kick was so powerful that the bald head felt for a moment that his nose had been hit by an eighteen-pound hammer. Yes, his body flew out lightly and obliquely. Liang Jun refused to let anyone move as soon as he made a successful move. He swayed and made a few muffled slaps. He easily snapped off a few spatulas like chopsticks, and with a wave of his hand, a goddess scatter flowers.

In the police station, the policeman on duty was astonished. He had never seen an unarmed person injuring five people with knives so badly. All five people were seriously injured, the bald head's nose bone was smashed to pieces, and the broken bones hurt the motor nerves, and it would be over if he exerted more force. The police were in a dilemma. Logically speaking, this was justified self-defense, but looking at the injuries of those people, the police came to the conclusion that self-defense was excessive and they should bear criminal responsibility. The problem is that it is now during the "Cultural Revolution" period, and the previous laws are no longer counted. Besides, the Public Security Law has also lost its former law enforcement power.

Hey, this special soldier who has just been demobilized is too terrible. He made people so miserable in just a few strokes. If he doesn't take the right path and joins a criminal gang, he should be a policeman. No, let's call his former army leader. The army leader can't be so irresponsible. You have to watch him if you train a professional killer. You can't just let go and rush to the place. This is not intentional demolition. It's the government's platform.

When Li Yunlong received a call from the cadre department, he also believed that the local government's criticism was correct: "Yes, yes, we should accept the criticism of the comrades in the local area. It is really inappropriate to send people from the special unit to the local area. This is right. Irresponsibility of the society. I think only the army can control these bastards in the special unit. Well, send someone to escort Liang Jun back, and put him in confinement for half a month first. Isn't the transfer procedure not yet completed? No He wants to leave? It’s not that easy. Damn, there’s no law for hurting people like that?” Li Yunlong was presiding over a meeting when he suddenly received a call from his wife, Tian Yu, who broke down in tears and said "Lao Li, go home quickly, something serious happened... come back soon!" Li Yunlong's heart sank suddenly, he didn't have time to ask more questions, he hurriedly announced the end of the meeting, took the guard Xiao Wu, got into the car and ran home. On the way, he was still muttering in his heart, what happened? Why is nothing good these days?

The yard is very quiet. Pushing open the door, a low-pitched cry was heard. A boy about 14 or 15 years old, when he saw Li Yunlong, he put down the biscuits and rushed towards him, crying loudly. Two younger boys and a girl next to him also Then he knelt down and hugged Li Yunlong's leg and cried loudly: "Uncle Li, save us..." The children were so crying that they couldn't speak. Li Yunlong looked at his wife and saw that Tian Yu was crying too. She sobbed and told Li Yunlong: "Zhao Gang and Feng Nan are both gone. I don't know if they committed suicide. These are their four children who came to us from Beijing..." Li Yunlong's face turned pale as if he had been struck by lightning suddenly , He swayed and collapsed on the sofa. The guard Xiao Wu was so frightened that he hugged him and shouted repeatedly: "Chief, Chief. What's wrong with you?" Li Yunlong leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes slightly, and said nothing. In desperation, Wu grabbed the phone and wanted to call a doctor, seeing Li Yunlong wave his hand weakly...

…Two drops of soybean-sized teardrops oozed out of his tightly closed eyes, and in a blink of an eye, the tears rolled down in strings.

He was crying bitterly, but he couldn't hear any crying. Tian Yu shook him in panic, and shouted repeatedly: "Old Li, if you want to cry, cry out loud, don't hold back..."

At this moment, Li Yunlong could no longer hear anything. …Zhao Gang walked towards him. He was still wearing the gray Eighth Route Army uniform with neat leggings. His thin, white face was full of smiles, and his dark eyes were shining with wisdom. Li Yunlong roared angrily: "Old Zhao, you became a swallow yesterday? Since when did our independent group be defeated? Even the Japanese devils can't defeat us, why did you defeat yourself? Don't leave, our independent group can't live without it!" Political commissar..." Zhao Gang's voice seemed to come from far away: "Old Li, you don't understand. Death is also a kind of struggle. Only a dignified life has the value of existence. If you lose your dignity, is life still alive?" meaning?

"Li Yunlong cried: "Brother, don't go, please, I feel lonely when you go away, so many old comrades in arms have gone, what's the point of living alone..." Zhao Gang's voice came Lai: "Do you still remember the poem by Boss Chen? This time, I went to Quantai to recruit the old department, and killed Yan Luo with a hundred thousand flags. Let's follow the old rules, the political commissar will go to the front station first, and the team leader will report for duty sooner or later. Over there, let's pull up a team, still an independent group... "Zhao Gang's figure disappeared, a dazzling lightning pierced the sky, and thousands of stars fell. The mountains and rivers of Northwest Shanxi appeared in front of us in an instant. Fields, villages, mountains and rivers all present tragic and desolate colors. These scenes float from the far-reaching boundlessness, and drift away to the profound boundlessness...

Li Yunlong seemed to wake up suddenly from sleep, and there was no trace of tears on his face. He looked at the children of his old comrades-in-arms, opened his arms and held the children close to his chest, lovingly touching this and that, a rare sight The warmth rose from the bottom of his heart. Tian Yu looked at her husband in surprise, is this Li Yunlong? Since marrying him, she has never seen him so kind and amiable. Tian Yu once again found that she still doesn't know enough about her husband.

Li Yunlong changed his usual loud voice, as if afraid of frightening the children in his arms, he said softly in a soft voice: "From today on, you are my children, and this is your home. Wife, our two How old is this boy? I leave this matter to you. Seniority is based on age. Who is the elder brother and who is the younger brother? There must be a name. Good guy, I, Li Yunlong, must have accumulated virtue in my previous life, and I have so many children all at once. , Half an infantry squad, strong soldiers. Xiao Wu, go and tell the barracks department to send some bunk beds, tidy up the upstairs rooms and divide them into male and female dormitories. You are responsible for supervising the housekeeping. Everything follows the rules of the field army, and the quilts are stacked. To see the edges and corners, towels..." Tian Yu interrupted him dissatisfied: "This is not a military camp, why do you treat children as soldiers?"

Li Yunlong said: "Sooner or later they are all soldiers, so here is a company of recruits.

"That night, Li Yunlong was busy instructing several soldiers to move the furniture, vacate the room, prop up several double-layer iron beds, spread the bedding, and watch the children fall asleep. Only Tian Yu found that his state was very abnormal, His face turned gray, he followed the cabin when he walked, and spoke incoherently. After the children fell asleep, he only said to Tian Yu: "You can sleep too. "Then she walked into her bedroom as if sleepwalking, and closed the door tightly. Tian Yu was very nervous. After more than ten years of marriage, it was the first time she saw her husband lose his composure. This tough man, his spirit As if suddenly collapsed and became extremely weak, Tian Yu opened the door of her room, always paying attention to the movement next door.

Li Yunlong opened the drawer of the writing desk found a photo album. He opened the photo album and looked at some photos of him and Zhao Gang.

The earliest photo seemed to be taken in 1941. He remembered that it was taken by a reporter from "Jin Sui Daily" when he interviewed the independent group. The situation was very urgent at that time, and the troops were about to transfer. The tattered gray cloth military uniforms looked cowardly, with the open-headed pistol stuck in the waist belt, and the insurance was not even turned off. The expressions of the two were very grim, without a smile. From this photo, we can see the seriousness of the situation at that time. Another photo was taken in front of Zhao Gang’s house in Beijing in the 1950s. The two were standing on the lawn, wearing straight general uniforms, wearing the rank of major general, and Cheng Liang’s medal on their chests. Their faces were like a spring breeze, smiling. very happy...

His vision gradually became blurred, and a misty white mist seemed to rise in front of his eyes, and the tears kept rolling down. He flicked his sleeves to wipe away the tears, but it was useless, and new tears couldn't stop gushing out of his eyes. His hands and feet were trembling violently, his heart was twitching in bursts, it seemed to be gradually splitting, and hot blood gushed out, he felt a little difficult to breathe, as if a heavy weight was placed on his chest, he wanted to open his throat and shout a few words , opened his mouth, but made no sound.

He bit a towel hard, couldn't help sobbing, and desperately grabbed the air, as if he wanted to catch the lost soul of his old comrade... This reality is too cruel, decades of blood and fire The life-and-death friendship established in the middle of the war, just like that, people are gone, and Zhao Gang didn't fall under the enemy's gun, but Zhao Gang killed himself. Those who forced him to death were all his comrades-in-arms!

A burst of heart-piercing pain made him finally wail. While crying, he whispered to Zhao Gang: "Old Zhao, Lao Zhao, you are not mean enough... You are not enough friends, even if there is a big problem, you should Discuss with me, you and I are brothers... You can't trust me, if I know, I won't let you take this step...Old Zhao, you are not enough friends, just walk away like this Lah..." His voice became louder and louder, and finally broke out into an earth-shattering cry: "Zhao Gang, don't go, I beg you, do you fucking know?

It hurts here, it hurts me to death..." He tore off his clothes like crazy, scratched and beat his bare chest: "... Decades of friendship, you don't care about me ? Decades of bloodshed and desperation, what the hell is going to end up like this? Fuck me, what is this 'Cultural Revolution'? This is a crime, it is against the law... The Communist Party has produced traitors, I will quit, I will go home to farm... I will fuck you grandma, I will kill those traitors..."" www•99lib• bang ! With a bang, the bedroom door was smashed open by Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu and Tian Yu rushed in, hugged Li Yunlong from left to right, he turned a blind eye, his eyes were scattered and blurred, and he cursed unscrupulously, he struggled and roared, and threw his fist at the writing desk. The table was smashed fiercely, and the glass plate on the table was smashed under his heavy fist, and blood was all over his hands... Xiao Wu hugged his arm desperately, and begged with tears: "Chief, Chief, you Keep your voice down..." "Fuck you..." Losing his mind, Li Yunlong punched Xiao Wu two meters away and fell on his back. He took out the pistol from the drawer and "clicked" the bullet on the top and stood up abruptly. His eyes were bloodshot and he shouted loudly, "Zhao Gang, tell me which son of a bitch killed you? Tell me!" , I want to avenge you..." Xiao Wu jumped up from the ground, and had to use the grabbing action to shoot down the pistol that Li Yunlong was waving. Li Yunlong sat down slumped, and let out a long, painful cry, like a wounded beast .

Tian Yu hugged her husband with tears streaming down her face. She clearly felt that the spiritual palace in Li Yunlong's heart was collapsing...