A mountain that lacks vegetation and is split from top to bottom, leaving a gap in the middle, and a trail runs through the crack. There are huge stone walls on both sides, soaring into the clouds, from the feet to the top, all are black rocks, the air is cold, permeating the valley, looking up, a line of blue sky is dazzling. Liang Erhu, the second head of Heiyunzhai, led a dozen brothers and was patiently lying behind , waiting for the prey to appear. Liang Erhu is 36 years old this year. He has been living in Heiyunzhai for more than 20 years.
Years of gangster career has made him a cruel and irritable character. He is illiterate, has no beliefs, and has no political views. He is not even clear about likes and dislikes in a general sense. He believes that one life should not be spent in vain. To enjoy life, to enjoy life, to have wine, meat, women, and money to spend, he knows himself too well, and if he earns money to live on his own ability, he will not be able to do it in another three lifetimes. , since there is no way to be a good person, he has no choice but to be a bandit. After calculations, he thinks that being a bandit is the most worry-free and happiest. Not to mention a big bowl of drinking and a big piece of meat, he can still enjoy it for a long time On the wedding night in the bridal chamber, every time he snatches a new woman, he will marry in a serious manner. The ceremony must not be ambiguous. Give it to Lou Luo, so Shan Maozi himself can't remember how many wives he has married in this life, there must be hundreds of them.
Xie Baoqing, the head of Heiyunzhai, was born in hardship. Because of his enmity with the rich and good people in his village, he killed more than 20 members of Zhang Shanren's family in a rage, burned Zhang Shanren's house, and became a bandit.
Among the bandits, he won a good reputation by virtue of his good martial arts and generous means of donating money, and became the master of Heiyunzhai.
Heiyunzhai's source of income mainly comes from looting, cutting, kidnapping, digging out old kilns, and doing whatever comes at hand. Japanese devils, puppet troops, Kuomintang troops, Eighth Route Army, and merchants, as long as the opportunity is right, they will do whatever they want. Xie Baoqing, who was born in a poor family, reiterated the discipline of the cottage, robbing anyone, but not the poor. The brothers naturally supported this rule, and felt that this mountain rule was well established. From a general perspective, it was a bit like killing the rich and helping the poor The character of a hero in the rivers and lakes, privately said, what can the poor have to grab? It's better to go with the flow and gain a good reputation. It is precisely because of the reputation of robbing the rich and helping the poor that several political forces are planning to recruit this banditry. The Kuomintang army wants to recruit security, the Eighth Route Army wants to recruit, and the Japanese and puppet sides also want to pull them over. Xie Baoqing and several representatives are Been in touch and considering.
He has dealt with the Kuomintang army for 20 years, survived repeated suppressions, and knows the Kuomintang army too well. He heard that some bandits were recruited and then cleaned up. There are many such things, and some are recruited. Afterwards, they were reorganized into local troops, and they would send you to fatal places as soon as the battle started, and use other people's hands to kill you. He would not do such stupid things. The Japanese and puppets can't even consider it. Bandits also have a reputation problem. At any rate, they count themselves as Chinese bandits, and it doesn't sound good to be a traitor and bandit. As for Toubalu, he is thinking about it. Although Balu is not a bandit, he was hunted down by the Kuomintang army for many years before the war with Japan. In order to save his own face, Captain Kong promised that the brothers would form a new independent brigade of the second regiment after they went there, and he would be the captain of the brigade. Today, Captain Kong invited Xie Baoqing to chat with him over a drink, and of course Lao Xie would go. Shan Maozi, the second master, also agreed to vote for the Eighth Road. He has been the King of the Mountain to the Eighth Road to wear a military uniform and wear the title of deputy captain, it can be regarded as Yaozu Guangzong. Of course, if you don’t feel comfortable staying at the Eighth Road, you can put oil on the soles of your fucking feet. There is a saying: No one stays here, one has a place to stay, and one does not stay anywhere. Grandpa lives in a cave. Shanmaozi had heard that Balu's discipline was too strict, no stealing, no robbery, no playing with women, no smoking opium, no playing with money. Isn’t that what people live for? Shanmaozi thought, before the head of the family made up his mind to invest in the Eighth Route, he would work a few more jobs, save more money, and have more money on hand in the future. Shanmaozi was engrossed in his thoughts, when he suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes coming from the trail, he was refreshed, well, here comes the business. A young man in plain clothes came galloping on a white horse.
He was Li Yunlong's bodyguard monk, who was sent to deliver a letter to the 129th division headquarters. The white horse had just been captured by the Japanese army. It had strong legs, and the monk was riding comfortably. Suddenly, a tripping rope was thrown across the trail. Before the monk could rein in the horse, the white horse fell headfirst. The monk on the horse turned over quickly , standing firmly on the ground. Shan Maozi secretly applauded, good skill. The monk drew his gun before his heels were steady, but before he could open the insurance, he was cornered by some bandits with guns. The monk chuckled lightly: "Brother, I have something to say, don't you just want money? I still have a few dollars in my pocket." Dayang, you take it, I will continue on my way, I won’t be able to dance the gun and make a stick.” As he spoke, he slowly put the shell gun on the ground, and the leader of the young man muttered dissatisfiedly: “Fuck, I’ve been waiting for a long time for a poor man to come. It’s only a few dollars.” Then he went to search the monk’s pockets. It was too late to say it, and it was soon, the monk pinched the young man by the throat to block him in front of him, leaned slightly, picked up the shell gun with his long arms, rubbed it on his thigh, and then opened the safety. Da, da, da, a long burst, and the five bandits in front fell down in response. The monk's left two fingers exerted strength at the same time, and with a click, the cartilage in Xiaosuoluo's throat was crushed, and the shape of his hand changed. The little boy shot a foot away, and within a few tens of seconds, the monk killed six people in a row, doing it neatly, and the bobcat who was hiding in the dark gasped, darling, a natural killer, with such ruthless strikes , The swiftness of the movements makes Shanmaozi, who has been around for more than 20 years, feel ashamed. He is glad that he did not show himself. This is the rule of the bandits when they cut, there are clear and dark, which is equivalent to the reserve team in military terms.
Although the monk had been through the battlefield for a long time, he knew very little about the underworld. He straightened his clothes, looked at the injured white horse, and was about to set off on foot . A bullet hit his back, and the monk was rushed two meters away by the powerful impact of the bullet, and fell to the ground. He struggled to raise his head to see who was plotting against him. Hanging his head slumped, at the moment when his life was about to die, he was still thinking: Fuck, the boat overturned in the small river ditch... Shanmaozi came out from behind the rock with a pistol in hand, he blew on the muzzle of the gun coldly and ordered: " Chop off this kid's head and hang it on a tree, and use him as a sacrifice to these six brothers."
Li Yunlong was drinking when he heard the news of the monk's sacrifice. He was stunned for twenty minutes without saying a word, his face turned pale, and with a crash, the wine cup in his hand was crushed to pieces, and bright red blood flowed down his fingers , everyone exclaimed and wanted to break his hand away, and just about to do it, Li Yunlong spat out a mouthful of blood, spraying others all over, everyone was terrified. Anyone in the independent regiment can die, except the monk who can't die. His martial arts all over his body, he can't get close to four or five people with his fists and feet. Going deep into the enemy's cave with Li Yunlong, his face did not change under any dangerous situation. If Li Yunlong hadn't been reluctant to let go, he would have been the company commander by now. Li Yunlong couldn't care about his face anymore, he opened his throat and began to howl, he couldn't remember when he cried like this, it was probably the first time, tears rolled down his chest in strings, crying earth-shatteringly, crying so much that the whole regiment All the people cried together, and wept for a full hour, so frightened that others thought he was going to cry to death.
Suddenly, the crying stopped abruptly, and Li Yunlong stood up against the case. He roared: "Monk, monk, you have broken through many storms and waves, why did you capsize in the hands of some small bandits? I want to avenge you, pass on My order is for the first battalion to gather." The team had just assembled when Kong Jie, the head of the new second regiment, came galloping with two guards on horseback. Shouted: "Old Li, wait a minute, I have something to say." Li Yunlong stared at Captain Kong with a livid face and said, "Old Kong, wait until I come back. I don't have time now." Kong Jie grabbed Li Yunlong's Ma Jing He said stubbornly: "No, I want to say it now." "If you have something to say, let it go, don't be wordy." Li Yunlong said impatiently. Kong Jie said: "Let me tell you that Xie Baoqing of Heiyunzhai has decided to lead the whole village to join the Eighth Route Army. It was decided yesterday. Their current designation is the Independent Brigade of the New Second Regiment of the Eighth Route Army. Xie Baoqing apologizes for the misunderstanding that occurred this time." , This is his letter, Lao Li, I know that this sacrificed guard is not an ordinary person, even Master Liu Bocheng knows about him, but it has already happened, you can’t act on your will, let’s focus on the overall situation.” Li Yunlong’s eyes were bloodshot , snatched Xie Baoqing's letter and tore it to shreds, and said coldly: "Don't say you come to intercede, even if Mr. Liu comes, I will not buy it. Killing people to pay for their lives and debts to pay back money have been the rules since ancient times. No one can." Broken." Kong Jie, who also has an equally irritable personality, became angry: "Lao Li, we are not bandits, but a regular army. The party has policies and the army has discipline. You can't do whatever you want. As long as I am here today, you don't even think about it." go."
Li Yunlong ignored him, turned his head and shouted: "First Battalion Commander, let me shoot Commander Kong and the others, lock them up first, and release them when we come back." Kong Jie said furiously: "Li Yunlong, you Dare, try to touch me..." Two of his guards also drew their shell guns, stood in front of Kong Jie, and glared at Li Yunlong. Zhang Dabiao, the commander of the first battalion, is a stunned young man. He admires Li Yunlong the most. He has always carried out Li Yunlong's orders with all his heart. He doesn't care about these. , he did the same. With a wave of his hand, seven or eight soldiers with big arms rushed over, held Captain Kong and two guards down, and they picked one up and dragged them into the room. Kong Jie cursed as he struggled: "Let go of me, Li Yunlong, I will never end with you." Li Yunlong was unmoved, he got on his horse and said coldly to Kong Jie: "Old Kong, I'm sorry, please feel wronged for a while, When I finish my work, you can kill or cut it up as you please." Kong Jie cursed helplessly, watching Li Yunlong lead the team away.
Kong Jie and Li Yunlong are old comrades in arms, and they are also from the Dabie Mountains. They have been in the same squad since they were soldiers, and their personalities are also very similar. No matter what they do, they secretly compete with each other. Back then, both of them were young and energetic, and neither of them took the other seriously. Kong Jie had practiced open-arm boxing for a few days since he was a child. He heard that Li Yunlong had practiced Bafeng Zhang, so he wanted to compete with Li Yunlong. In fact, the level of the two people is about the same. After the competition, both of them got bruised and swollen, and they had a grudge. During the anti-encirclement campaign in the Sichuan-Shaanxi base area, Kong Jie was seriously injured. A machine gun bullet pierced his left chest, only one centimeter away from his heart. Unexpectedly, after the violent Kong Jie recovered from his injury and returned to the team, instead of thanking Li Yunlong, he came to Li Yunlong with a machete and said that you saved me, and I owe you a favor, but I don't like to owe favors the most. It's over, I'll cut off two fingers and pay you back, from now on no one will owe anyone. After he finished speaking, he raised his knife and chopped it up. Li Yunlong was so frightened that he hugged him. The two have since become friends. As an old comrade-in-arms, Kong Jie understood Li Yunlong's state of mind at this time. He himself had long coveted Li Yunlong, a guard with special skills. He once exchanged five 92-type heavy machine guns for monks. Hearing this, he woke up from the wine, flatly rejected his request, and told him clearly that from now to the future, never think of the monk again, don't even think about it.
Kong Jie understood that even the Heavenly King Lao Tzu came at this time, and he would not want to shake Li Yunlong's determination to take revenge. With a long sigh, he said to the guards: "It's over, there will no longer be the name of the Independent Brigade of the New Second Regiment. This bastard Li Yunlong..." Li Yunlong led his troops to surround Heiyunzhai. White flag, no resistance. Li Yunlong didn't even look at it, and ordered the trumpeter to blow the charge, cover with light and heavy machine guns, and the whole battalion of the first battalion put on bayonets and pressed them all up. In an instant, dozens of bandit minions were killed by the bayonets of a battalion of soldiers. Xie Baoqing, the leader of the bandits, saw Li Yunlong's ferocious approach, and knew that the situation was over. He swung a rope from the cliff of the back mountain for seven or eight feet, desperately rushed out and grabbed a small tree on the opposite cliff, and escaped. .
A total of three bandit leaders from the second leader, Shan Maozi, were caught and tied to wooden stakes. Shan Maozi knew that he would die, so he closed his eyes and lowered his head to resign himself to fate. Li Yunlong had no intention of interrogating him. What the hell are you talking about? Holding the ghost knife, he yelled softly: "Shanmaozi..." Shanmaozi raised his head subconsciously. Before he opened his eyes, Li Yunlong's blade flew out obliquely. The thick and thin wooden stakes were chopped off neatly, and flew a foot away, and the blood in the neck spurted more than a foot high. Even Zhang Dabiao, a member of the 29th Army's broadsword who is used to using a broadsword, was taken aback for a moment, "My dear, the head of the regiment is so proficient in swordsmanship, it is likely that he was born as a fucking executioner. In a blink of an eye, Li Yunlong chopped off the head of the third family member again. The scene at that time was horrific. Two headless corpses were tied to the two severed stakes. Blood was splashed everywhere on the stakes and the ground, just like a slaughterhouse. . The third knife has been cut out, and the blade has landed on the man's neck. Li Yunlong's wrist was suddenly supported by someone. He fixed his eyes and saw that it was Zhao Gang, the political commissar. Li Yunlong sighed and threw away the ghost knife , he knew that the remaining kid had chosen his life. Zhao Gang, who had returned from injury, returned to the Independence Regiment. He heard about it as soon as he got off his horse. He knew that something big was going to happen, so he jumped on his horse and rushed over. He saved that person's life. To be precise, he saved that person's life. Half life, because Li Yunlong's blade had already cut off the tendon and waist of the man's neck, and his neck has been crooked ever since. It is said that the man lived until after liberation, and because of Li Yunlong's fame, he also became a celebrity in that area. When the local old people mentioned Li TuanZhang of the Eighth Route Army, the man tilted his head and pointed to the scar and said :look!
This is what Captain Li left... This time, Li Yunlong was the one to blame. But it’s not small, everyone knows the policy of the Eighth Route Army, even prisoners are not allowed to kill, let alone this is an armed force that has been incorporated by the Eighth Route Army. Two levels, from regimental commander to battalion commander. This is the fourth time Li Yunlong has been demoted, he doesn't care much, as long as he can avenge the monk, it is worth being demoted to warrior.