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Du Yunfeng kept his promise, and he would definitely do what he promised.

Although some people still tried to show him favor, he didn't give any feedback. Song Shudong secretly grew 120 eyes, and he was very satisfied with everything he saw, without any clues.

Du Yunfeng really put Song Shudong at ease, thinking about him everywhere.Song Shudong couldn't keep up with the military physical training, especially when he was training in the field. He was at the end. Du Yunfeng passed through the team and ran in reverse, carrying the gun, water bottle and quilt for him, and even tied them around the waists of both sides with backpack straps. , he pulled him for dozens of kilometers.

This method is very effective. In the district team, the two people with good physical fitness simply let the two people with good physical fitness pull a rope, and put the poor physical fitness in the middle. After a round of rotation, they became the best in all the district teams.

In this most outstanding district team, Du Yunfeng is as his name suggests, the peak on the mountain, and his achievements in all aspects are excellent.The cultural education theory of Lu School adopted the American-German military education theory, and some materials were simply in foreign languages. Du Yunfeng was able to quickly translate these contents, making the jerky theory easier to understand.

He is also particularly good at turning very theoretical things into practice, drawing inferences from one instance, and embodying military theory into practical operations.The equipment description of the new weapon was dozens of pages long, and even the teaching and research room had to study it for several days, but Du Yunfeng was able to repeatedly compare the description and practice, and then clearly stated the strengths and weaknesses of this gun.

Not to mention physical fitness, he was conspicuous when he entered school, and after systematic training, he has made great progress in his skills. They are all great boys, and he can fight three in military combat.

He is the best in this Whampoa Military Academy, outstanding.Upon graduation, the assignment of students is determined by the Party and the state, and individual selection is not allowed. Only the outstanding ones will be solicited by the school out of love for talents.When it was Du Yunfeng's turn, he didn't ask for where he would go, but he only put forward a condition that Song Shudong had to go wherever he went.

Not for anything else, Song Shudong is loyal and kind in his eyes, and a little weak, not a good material for war, but this military uniform has to go to the battlefield, bullets have no eyes, no one is protecting him, he can hold on down?

He didn't mention where he was going, someone else did.

Commander Zhang had just been the director of the Wuchang camp for a few months, and he also served as the deputy commander of the Northwest Suppression Command. The task given by the chairman was important, and naturally he needed talents to carry it out.Commander Zhang led his team to run around in circles in China. The Japanese couldn't beat them, and the northeast couldn't go back. little brother.

A phone call was made to School Lu, and Commander Zhang asked for someone in person.

At the turn of spring and summer in 1935, Du Yunfeng and Song Shudong packed their bags and set off on the road to the very unfamiliar Yunnan-Guizhou area.

At that time, the suppression of bandits was in full swing. When Du and Song arrived in the army, they didn't even see a decent officer, so they directly received orders and went to the battlefield.

Starting from the squad leader, leading the small soldiers to rush upwards, Song Shudong followed with a gun, and survived every time without any danger.

For a pure pursuit trip, the bandit team had long since been broken up, leaving only a group of stubborn fled here and there.Du Yunfeng came out of Yunnan, Guizhou, and when he chased into Bashu, he was promoted to be the battalion commander. He didn't learn things in vain. After several encounters, he managed the battalion well, and forced the enemy into a corner.

As a northerner, I have seen mountains and rivers, but I was still shocked by the mountains and rivers in front of me. Du Yunfeng put his hat on the barrel of his gun, and said that the mountains are really fucking dangerous, and he has to grow wings to fly over. I think these people should be damned How long will it last? Song Shudong said that this is called "the road to Shu is difficult, and it is difficult to go to the blue sky". Du Yunfeng sat in the jeep and praised it. It was really good. Song Shudong said what Li Bai said. Du Yunfeng asked which class

Song Shudong shook his head. Although Du Yunfeng has read and read theoretical books, he can't make up for the culture that he didn't learn when he was young, and he has to be rough from time to time.

No matter how high the mountain is, people still have feet. In order to survive, the remaining bandits have to go all out to climb the snow-capped mountain that has been frozen all year round.

Poor bandits are not easy to chase, Du Yunfeng was thinking about how to reduce his own casualties, and still eliminate the opponent, at this moment, Shangfeng came with an order, just boom, go to a deserted place where the birds don't shit, so that these things can't be done. The remnants of bandits fend for themselves.

Big people think about things very macroscopically, as long as it is not a political force that threatens them, they will not be able to get into their eyes at all.

Song Shudong was very happy, he felt that he could finally take a breather, and he didn't have to chase after him. It was a road that cars couldn't go on. Carloads of soldiers were chasing and intercepting him. He vomited every day, a melon seed The face has changed from pumpkin seeds to sunflower seeds.

But Du Yunfeng shook his head secretly, he said: "To cut the weeds, we must get rid of the roots."

"There's nothing to worry about," Song Shudong said benevolently, "They're all broken up, and there aren't many people left. After getting rid of injuries and illnesses, can they still have combat effectiveness?"

Du Yunfeng stared at the cloudy sky, and asked himself if he was thinking too much, but he quickly denied his doubts, and he was sure of his opinion: "A mountain as high as this and a river as wide as this can never stop dying. It's even harder to deal with, and it will be troublesome to clean up at that time."

Song Shudong seemed to understand but didn't understand. Looking at him and at the sky, he felt that Du Yunfeng might be too cautious.

The bounden duty of soldiers is to obey orders. They followed up the Northwest all the way without fighting. They also met many comrades in arms along the way. Huangpu is a very united sign. Anyone who comes out of it will carry the Whampoa Military Academy for life. A sense of duty and honor.

There are colleagues in the Guangxi and Sichuan Army. The senior brothers naturally take care of the newly graduated juniors. Except for the Majiajun in the Huining area, there is no one from the Huangpu Department. Du Yunfeng's forthright and sociable personality helped a lot. The war made a friend all over the world.

As the small battalion commander of the Central Army, he made many military exploits, and went to Xi'an to meet Commander Zhang.

At that time, Commander Zhang had just returned from an inspection tour in Xining County, and the altitude there was quite high, especially in some pass areas on the mountains, which meant that the air was a bit thin. But the altitude is not high enough for people. As soon as they got into the car to go to the military parade, they were short of oxygen, and felt uncomfortable as if stuffed with cotton. Xian.

When I returned to the Xi'an headquarters, I felt that the sky was right and the ground was right, and I was breathing smoothly. When everything was right, Du Yunfeng came to the door in military uniform.

He is spirited, and his uniform as an officer shows that he has wide shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs. The brown-red armed belt slants across his shoulders flexibly, making his waist and back straight. Even his short stubble cut shows that he is It is a vibrant, young and promising face.

The heels were knocked out, and he stood at attention, saluting the standard military salute. His white gloves touched his browbones, his brows and eyes were dark, he looked bright, and he said loudly, "Report, Commander!"

Not to mention Commander Zhang's favorite, this is the talent he recommended to Huangpu. The handsome man in front of him is the gangster who fought fiercely on the street back then.Commander Zhang looked at Du Yunfeng with great pride. He had taken a fancy to this thousand-mile horse, picked it out, and helped him on the right path.

"Okay, okay," Commander Zhang patted him on the shoulder and told him to sit down and talk, "You fought well this time, I just let you practice more, and didn't let the chief take care of you, you boy can really make achievements .”

The people he stuffed into the army, even if they turned a few corners, there is no impenetrable wall. When Du Yunfeng's chief reported his good performance, he listed Du Yunfeng in a prominent position on the list of heroic performances, and his subordinates are fine. , It can also show that you are a good leader.

Commander Zhang is a typical second-generation ancestor, he can't think too much, he is not like his handsome father, who rolled out of the mud, was born in the grass, rose from a strong beam, and has seen ghosts and ghosts.The second ancestor's him is much simpler, don't count his points, and the relationship between Du Yunfeng's own talent is the chicken or the egg.

Anyway, this thousand-mile horse is, definitely, his favorite general.

"Commander," Du Yunfeng sat on the sofa like a bell. He had already taken off his snow-white gloves and put his hands on his knees. He looked at Shangfeng with piercing eyes. It is an honor to be able to kill the enemy and serve the country under the command of the commander, and I will definitely go all out and dare not relax in the slightest."

In a word, hit the bull's-eye, Commander Zhang felt so happy.

"You work hard," Commander Zhang taught the other party, "You can use your talents to the best of your ability. I, Zhang, love talents and will never give in to talents. My boy, your future is entirely in your own hands!"

Du Yunfeng got up and stood at attention, standing straight as if he was ordered: "Thanks to the love of the commander, I can't say how many talents I have. I am full of ideals of serving the country and passionate blood. I will never hesitate!"

"Okay!" Commander Zhang finally couldn't hold back when he heard this sentence, Huo Di stood up and walked back and forth a few steps excitedly, "If every soldier has your determination and courage, we still have to worry about not being able to return home." ?"

He was full of emotions, his eyes were a little red, and he patted Du Yunfeng's strong back vigorously: "Good job, follow me, we will definitely have a chance to go back."

"The humble post is grateful for the commander's kindness, and I will definitely follow the saddle and the horse, and do the work of the dog and the horse."

With noble people guiding the way, he himself made progress again. At the same time that Commander Zhang was vigorously reorganizing the No. 20 Ninth Army, Du Yunfeng was promoted to the head of the regiment in less than a year.

Song Shudong was naturally not bad either. Du Yunfeng appointed him as the regiment's staff officer. He didn't have to go to the smoky battlefield, but only performed administrative tasks such as combat situation analysis and information exchange in the headquarters.

The weather in the northwest is hot and rainless, but the temperature difference between day and night is large, and the cool breeze blowing in at night is particularly refreshing.

But they were very hot. Song Shudong rode on Du Yunfeng's body, sweating profusely, and when he was about to collapse, Du Yunfeng got up, and put him on the head of the bed in a connected position. Stacked under the body, put the opponent into a kneeling position.

In the dim moonlight, Song Shudong's profile was handsome and blurred, which coincided with the image in Du Yunfeng's heart.Recently, he has been thinking of some fragments of memories from the past from time to time, and that face has become more and more clear. He feels like Song Shudong, but it feels more and more wrong.

Song Shudong is elegant, and in terms of appearance, he is definitely one of the best in the group, but Du Yunfeng always feels that the beauty of those eyes in the dream hits his heart directly, it is a sharp beauty, with the handsomeness and murderous look of a man, Beautiful and aggressive.

Sometimes Du Yunfeng thought, why he liked Song Shudong so much at the beginning, his appearance must be an important reason, but he didn't actually like his character.

He protects his innocence, but doesn't like his innocence; he cherishes his kindness, but he doesn't fall in love with his kindness; he appreciates his kindness, but he won't be moved by it.

He didn't dare to think about it, because Song Shudong had been hurt too much, he was a man, he was an upright old man, how could he have the cheek to abandon such a wicked thing, and repeat it again and again?

Fortunately, they are compatible in bed, and they fit together because of their needs. Every time Song Shudong dies a little, it is enough to make Du Yunfeng feel guilty for a long time, suppressing the idea of ​​seeing different things and thinking about changing.

The continuous confrontation made Song Shudong unable to hold back his voice anymore, he gasped and murmured again and again, Du Yunfeng stared at him, looked at him, bent down, pinched the opponent's chin, and asked in a low voice: "Shudong, is that you?" ?Is that you?"

Song Shudong didn't know whether he didn't understand or was intentional, he clamped his legs tightly, his consciousness seemed to be blurred, but his body twisted backwards to meet the other party, and he kept crying softly: "Yunfeng, Yunfeng..."

When he twisted, his smooth back was full of movement in the night, his muscles were strong, and the back groove was very obvious. Du Yunfeng hugged his waist and suddenly felt that this scene was very familiar.

Du Yunfeng regards his new love as his old love, and he is very precious. He entrusts Song Shudong to take care of everything around him, as if he has become a family.

The memorial dance ceremony is coming soon, and Zhou Lan seems to be doing business as usual.

But before that, he secretly kept Chen Cang, and used He Si to contact Head Tang several times in Heilongjiang.

It is very difficult to meet Father Tang. He is a guerrilla and very secretive. He can change places with one shot. If he hadn't given a code in the letter from the post office at the beginning, he might not be found if he was killed. But this It's normal, the Japanese are also looking for them all over the Northeast.

Zhou Lan wants to surrender.

This time it was sincere, without hesitation, at any cost, and had to go.

At the Modern Hotel in Harbin, all the famous people come and go. Zhou Lan and He Si pretended to be wholesale merchants and lived in. The next night, someone stuffed a note and wrote the room number.

The two went, the room was covered up, and there was no one around.When he returned to his room, Tang Junquan was already waiting for them inside.

It's just been a long time since we haven't seen each other for a few months. Tang Junquan's hair is all gray, and he looks like he has gone through a lot of vicissitudes.

"The current situation is very bad, and we can't support it for long. The Japanese army's strength is increasing. The defense map you gave me before is indeed very useful. We succeeded in sneak attacks frequently, but the Japanese quickly noticed it and changed defenses frequently. Last time We hid in the mountains during the month, and if there were not so many forests, we would have lost a lot." Tang Junquan told the recent situation, although it was very general, he could tell that he was in a difficult situation.

"Father Tang, you and I will retreat back to the pass together. You have no support and you can't make it public. To put it bluntly, you are gone, and you don't even have a acknowledgment!" Zhou Lan said.He was very aware of Tang Junquan's situation. After the Northeast Army withdrew, the three eastern provinces were actually controlled by Japan. The Zhang family abided by the principle of mediation by the League of Nations. Now there is no reason to shoot here.

If he hadn't been helping in secret for the past two years, I'm afraid this team would have no bullets, and would have to turn to the big stick.

Under the heavy barriers of the Japanese army, it is basically impossible for the whole system to retreat into the customs. It is too dangerous to escape from the tiger's mouth.

"I have to go, father, I can't be trapped outside the customs forever," Zhou Lan said, "It's useless for me to sneak back into the customs, I can't see the light, not only can't do things, but I may die at any time, the national government will not let me go , I am a traitor, I must take off this hat."

Zhou Lan was right.

At the beginning, Jinxin Yaqing had this wishful thinking, first in business, then in the military, cooperated with great fanfare, publicized and reported everywhere, and made Zhou Lan a vivid example of pro-Japanese.

Only when the boundary with China is completely drawn, can he truly belong to him alone.

But Zhou Lan didn't want to die, let alone being trapped to death.

Treating the other person in the same way, Zhou Lan thought through it thoroughly, and did the same, and wanted to return the other party a "big surprise".

The three conspired overnight in the room, planning a dangerous but feasible plan.

The Rehe side became lively.

Rehe is a very sensitive area. After the fall of the three eastern provinces, Rehe has become another piece of fat in the eyes of the Japanese.Jinxin Yaqing once pointed to the map and drew a circle, telling Zhou Lan that "everything north of the Great Wall outside the Guan and the four northeastern provinces are the land of Manchuria."

And Imanobu Yaharu quickly found an opportunity.Years ago, his godson Teruo Yamashita dressed up as a geological survey scientist and led a small group of people into Rehe to survey and map the terrain. He was arrested by the "King of Rehe" Chairman Tang's subordinates. He had exposed his identity and intentions, but The cunning Jin believed that bad things turned into good things, and he insisted on making troubles with excuses, and soon made things worse in autumn, and stationed troops on the border of Rehe.

During this period of time after the year, with Zhou Lan's secret intelligence, all the preparations for the garrison and supplies were completed, and Teruo Yamashita was just an excuse. Regardless of whether Chairman Tang was released or not, the First Battle of Rehe was settled.

Sure enough, a few days after Zhou Lan's secret meeting with Tang Junquan, gunshots rang out in Yuguan, and the two sides finally fired and started fighting.

The Kwantung Army Headquarters was busy, and Zhou Lan saw Jinxin meeting various military generals from time to time. They looked confident and serious, and they also carried the joy of conspiring for a long time to be victorious. Don't be shocked, it's like being in perfect oneness with it all.

Imanobu is full of energy and radiance, like an indefatigable war machine. When he saw his son, he became even more excited. He said confidently that before the memorial dance ceremony, the fourth province in the Northeast will be included in our Great Japanese Empire of the territory.

Zhou Lan smiled, remembering his talk about the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere.

"If you need, I would like to lead the security team to help you," Zhou Lan said happily, standing tall and straight in front of the huge desk, "You treat me as a teacher and a friend, as kind as a father, I am very eager If I can really do something for you and make achievements, then I will be honored to be your closest comrade-in-arms when standing on the stage of the grand ceremony."

It's not sending charcoal in the snow, but it warms Jinxin's heart more than sending charcoal in the snow. It's not the icing on the cake, but it makes Jinxin bloom even more.

Zhou Lan's petition satisfied Jinxin's deepest desire.He had always been afraid that Zhou Lan, who was born and raised here, would stand against him if he had stupid national feelings for this land.

But his son, enlightened like a gift from heaven, knew that as a strong man, he should leave the dirty place full of snakes and rats, and fight side by side with the real strong man.He stood up abruptly: "Is this true? You want to fight side by side with us Japanese soldiers?"

At this moment, Zhou Lan is no longer a lost person who was played and applauded by Jinxin. He has already seen the ins and outs clearly, and he can look down on the words and deeds of Imanobu Yaqing condescendingly. Soldier!" He smiled and met the excited eyes of the other party: "I hope you can grant me a request."

"Why don't you tell me?"

"I didn't have a father since I was a child. You treat me like a son. If you don't dislike me, I want to recognize you as my father."

Hitting the bull's-eye consecutively, no matter how cunning Jinxin was, he was stunned. He walked around the desk and held the other person's shoulders: "Really? Mu An-jun? Really?"

"Unless you dislike..."

"How could it be, how could it be..." Jinxin said in a rare way that he was confused, even forgetting the godson who was detained in the hands of the enemy, "Of course I am willing!"

Zhou Lan looked at him with burning eyes and smiled: "Father!"

The sudden sound of father made Jinxin's nose sore, he almost lost control, his brows furrowed, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, he turned around and slumped down on the table before holding back his hot tears.

"What's the matter with you, Dad?" Zhou Lan pretended not to know, and asked while deliberately holding the other's arm.

"It's nothing," Jinxin squeezed the bridge of his nose, holding back, "I think of my lost son many years ago, I lost him for so many years, today...today..." I wanted to hold back my tears, but Zhou Lan's repeated concern, Let him finally break down.

"Father," Zhou Lan embraced him and hugged him moderately, "You still have me, you won't lose me again."

Jinshin took out his handkerchief and nodded, "Yes, yes," he said repeatedly, "I really can't bear to lose my son again."

The hot-headed Jinxin allocated a large number of weapons to Zhou Lan. He wanted to personally sit in the town and command his son to kill the enemy on the battlefield, so as to give his son a glorious future in the Kwantung Army.

And Zhou Lan also vowed, saying that Tang Yulin had lost the support of the people after so many years of tyranny in Rehe.

"Father!" Zhou Lan yelled again before leaving, and then he didn't say anything, took a deep look at Jinxin, and then turned and left the big office.