chaotic world

After the meeting, Xia Qingcheng rushed back to Baoding in a hurry. Zhou Lan's regiment was very unstable now, and he felt that he was about to mutiny at any time.

Although it is an independent regiment, according to the regulations, it can bypass his division and return to the army to directly manage it, but this regiment is in his territory after all, and he cannot get rid of his involvement.

Besides, the army commander's side is high and the emperor is far away, so he really can't control this regiment.Zhou Tuan was like a hot potato. While the Nanjing government drove the duck to the rack and roasted him on the fire of honor, the 29th Army squeezed out the surrendering troops.

Of course, there is also the gnashing of teeth by the Japanese side in pursuit. This regiment is not doing well everywhere, and the word "independence" is really appropriate.

had to be independent.

Back then, Tang Junquan, his life-and-death friend, recommended Zhou Tuan to surrender, and he was the first to contact him.

For so many years, he has rarely heard this upright colleague highly praise anyone. Zhou Lan just had this honor. He remembered that Old Tang said that this young man has courage and talent, but he just went astray. Definitely a master on the battlefield, his well-armed army, familiar with Japanese combat techniques, was of great value.

When Xia Qingshan first heard this, he believed it, because Old Tang was a reliable person, but when he met Zhou Tuan for the first time, he couldn't connect this team with the legendary "Iron Stone Legion". .

When Zhou Tuan first entered the customs from Gubeikou, Xia Qingcheng clearly remembered the scene at that time, a dusty army, silently, accompanied by the falling night, marched in from afar, as if they had just crawled out of hell , sallow and emaciated, vicious, doesn't look like a human being, and the one in tattered clothes is not as good as a beggar, and all the eyes are shining with the light of a beast.

They started looting as soon as they entered the city, and wiped out all the food that could be eaten on the street. These ghost-like things were always in their guns. Fortunately, there were no bullets, and they just smashed them blindly. With red eyes, he swallowed directly.

And their regiment leader is worse than a ghost, he is as dead as hell, and has no popularity. He is a tall man carrying a corpse all the way into the city. The whole regiment is out of ammunition and food, only the last few bullets are left in his gun. , He didn't let anyone touch their leader, like wild dogs protecting their food, they couldn't get close.

It was several days before Xia Qingcheng got to know the real situation of the matter, because the tall, dark and thin man was taciturn, but he was always on guard when accepting his rescue, and refused to say much for a long time.

It turned out that the head of the regiment, Zhou Lan, had a weak physique. After fleeing and internal strife, he finally collapsed. When he entered Gubeikou, he had been unconscious for more than ten days. I hugged it out.

Xia Qingcheng once suspected that Zhou Lan would not be able to survive. He lay unconscious on the hospital bed. The nurse said that the patient had only a handful of bones and the meat was boiled dry.He couldn't eat or drink, so he relied on nutrient solution to maintain his life. The nurses poked all over his hands and feet to find the blood vessels that could be injected.

Such a "person", what kind of virtue and ability did Tang Junquan value so much?Xia Qingcheng has no solution.What he couldn't understand was that Tang Junquan once said something "very confidential, you can't tell anyone" to him in a very secret gathering. He said, "This Zhou Lan is very special. At the critical moment, he alone One person can pin down an entire division of the Japanese army."

Xia Qingshan couldn't see what was so special about the living dead lying on the hospital bed. He only knew that a Japanese army division ranged from 1 to 2.

Only the squad leader of the security guard stayed by the hospital bed like a dog, eating and chewing non-stop, but his eyes were fixed on Zhou Lan on the hospital bed.

Later Zhou Lan woke up, and Xia Qingcheng explained the situation. A brilliance flashed in Zhou Lan's eyes, and he exhausted his strength just by shaking his hands slightly to hold each other.

Zhou Tuan were all reincarnated from starving ghosts. Master Xia’s one-month ration was eaten up by Zhou Tuan in a week. for oneself.

Master Xia tightened his stomach and let them eat, because this group of ghosts was in a leaderless state, and the few surviving battalion commanders didn't listen to the greetings at all, and dragged people out to burn, kill and loot if they disagreed, and the other battalions were unwilling. Showing weakness, they attacked like hungry wolves, not to mention the common people, even the bandits near Baoding were chewed up by them.

And their group leader didn't even have the strength to chew, and he could drink a bowl of thin rice soup to exhaustion.The order from the Nanjing government was to do everything possible to rescue this man. He had to be alive, at least in such a way that he could be photographed.

The body should be nourished slowly, and the food should be eaten slowly.The security squad leader named He Si fed the chicken soup spoon by spoon to his officer, and finally chewed the chicken and fed it to him.

Xia Qingcheng saw him through the glass of the ward door, and his heart shuddered. His comrades-in-arms and brothers went to the battlefield together, shed blood and killed the enemy, and there is nothing taboo about those who lived and died together. It's nothing to say to feed the other party, just cut a piece of meat and feed it to the other party.

But when he saw Zhou Lan swallowing the food in the opponent's mouth calmly, he always felt that it was not that simple.

When he was able to walk on the ground, Zhou Lan finally returned to the regiment. He was the backbone of this army. When he was away, Xia Qingcheng's division could not control the regiment with more than half of the casualties, so he had to ask the military headquarters for orders. Four divisions surrounded the remnants of Zhou Tuan. Only with several times more heavy soldiers guarding them, Zhou Tuan restrained his sharp claws.

After Zhou Lan went back, the entire Zhou group suddenly restrained their aggressive and terrifying edge, and finally set up camp, no longer acting as a demon.

Two months later, Zhou Lan visited Master Xia.

That day, Xia Qingcheng received the other party at the division headquarters, and they hadn't seen each other for a while. When they met again, Xia Qingcheng couldn't recognize the other party. The head Zhou, who was thin as a piece of paper, had grown blood again at this moment, and he was brought back to life. When shaking hands with him in clean casual clothes, Xia Qingcheng felt that the other party was a thin college student.

"Mr. Xia, I have caused you trouble," Zhou Lan said in a quiet, gentle voice, not at all like a commander with an army of beasts. He said, "I don't discipline well. There are many misfortunes, and I am very sorry that you have been involved."

After finishing speaking, he reached out his hand to the monitor of the security squad, and the other party understood, and reached out to take out the check book from his briefcase.

Xia Qingcheng thought, Zhou Tuan was poor enough to beggars, and he was robbing food everywhere like a dog, and he didn't want to save money from the teeth of a starving ghost, so he immediately rejected the other party: "Chief Zhou, no need, you guys You are a newcomer, and you still have a lot of money to spend, you can return to this land and fight the enemy side by side with us, so you don’t have to distinguish between you and me.”

"That's what you say," Zhou Lan chuckled, and nimbly unscrewed the pen cap with his fingers, wrote on the check fluently, then tore it off and handed it to the other party. He smiled gently, but he saw through the other party's thoughts, "I was not here before , the regiment is in chaos, if there is no external intervention from you, I am afraid that these bastards will all be kings. This is a little compensation for Master Xia, and it is also a little reward. When you are an outsider, don't refuse anymore."

"Okay then." Seeing that the other party gave it sincerely, Xia Qingcheng couldn't continue to refuse when it came to this point, so he took the check and glanced at it casually. He was shocked calmly. The number on the check It was beyond his expectation, he really didn't expect such a large sum of money, he hesitated, "Commander Zhou, so much money..."

"Not much, not much," Zhou Lan was sitting on the sofa, and the people around him had already taken the pen in his hand and screwed on the cap, Zhou Lan said, "I have a little heart from Zhou, I did a little business before, and I still have some foundation. Well, these people in my regiment ate with me, and I didn’t treat them badly. It was a special situation in Chahar before. You know, even if you have ten gold bars, you can’t buy a rotten bun. They are all hungry and afraid. "

"That's true," Xia Qingcheng laughed. He felt that the way the other party talked politely and politely was very comfortable, but the content of the speech was not bookish at all, but plain to the right. He was an interesting and charming person .

The two chatted happily. After relaxing, Xia Qingcheng took out the cigarette jar and handed it to the other party. Zhou Lan raised his hand to accept it, but the person behind him coughed softly. Zhou Lan smiled and pushed the cigarette away, "Body It’s not good, let’s stop smoking now.”

"Well, that's right," Xia Qingcheng said vaguely, lowered his head to light a cigarette by himself, and glanced at the person behind Zhou Lan seemingly unintentionally.

This black young man has also recovered his human form. He lived up to the eating and eating before the hospital bed, and he recovered almost every day at a speed visible to the naked eye. His spirit has always been good, and he always looks full of energy. His eyes are especially sharp, and he smiles very restrained, and his cheeks seem to have dimples.

Sensitively aware of his gaze, Zhou Lan introduced him, "My security squad leader has been with me for many years. Without him, I would have died in the desert." After finishing speaking, he patted He Si's forearm , "Mr. Xia has taken care of us a lot."

"Thank you, Master Xia!" He Si stood at attention slightly. He wore casual clothes with Zhou Lan, but he was as tall as a pine and cypress, his hair was shaved extremely short, and he looked like a soldier in whatever he wore.

"Ah, ah," Xia Qingcheng smiled, and flicked ash into the white porcelain ashtray, "You're welcome, I think you are also loyal. When I first entered the city, my guards went to pick up Captain Zhou. Don't touch it."

"I was rude," He Si said unsmilingly, looking down at Zhou Lan's back, he thought for a while before saying concisely: "I'm not sure who can save him and who will harm him."

Zhou Lan said with a smile: "As the class monitor, I am very careful, for fear that someone will come up and eat me!"

The two of Zhou Xia burst out laughing.

Zhou Tuan did stop for a while. During the period when the chairman’s award came, Zhou Lan was busy accepting various military orders. Nanjing officials came to meet him in person and talk to him about family and country principles. This was a superficial procedure, and they actually wanted to What is important is Zhou Lan's understanding of the military situation of the Kwantung Army. Even the Central Command and the Military Command have frequently contacted him and obtained a lot of important information from him.

Zhou Lan has never been a generous person. When others need him, he will exchange them for equal value. Suddenly, the Zhou Tuan, which has only 3000 to [-] people, has no idea where the funds come from, and begins to recruit troops with great fanfare.

Apparently, there was an expert in Nanjing who spoke, and a large number of military quilts and other equipment entered the Zhou regiment, and even the 29th Army stationed there began to be jealous.

Zhou Lan was like a businessman, who gave military supplies to the 29th Army privately, not in vain, but in exchange for guns and ammunition.

He walked through the vast Gobi Desert and came back from a narrow escape. He was still alive, leaving behind all the heavy equipment.The cannon couldn't be moved in the snow nest, the horses killed and ate meat, and the bullets were used up in the escape and internal strife.

The Nanjing government is good at everything, except that it is particularly wary of Zhou Tuan in terms of arms supply.

Later, Zhou Lan finally understood that as an "image representative", he only needed a showmanship. His regiment had expanded to nearly 8000 people.

Without weapons, what does he keep these people for?

There is no weapon, and if a war really starts, is the barrel of the gun used as a stick?Or swing a stone to save your life?You can't scold the enemy to death with one mouth, right?

If others want to strangle him, he has no reason to hand over his head.

If Shangfeng didn't allocate it to him, he would buy it. After all, Tianjin has a lot of money. It is not enough to support so many people.

He sent He Si to contact Mr. Lu in Tianjin, and started the "local goods" business again, contacting Yantu in the northwest. As long as he entered the border of Hebei, he would be escorted by his regiment all the way into Pingjin.

This kind of business came in quickly, and he threw out a lot of banknotes, and hooked up with the Hou brothers in Tianjin again, and the arms of the underworld and the white way entered Zhou Tuan.

He was self-reliant, and some people had guns and business, but they touched the sensitive nerves of the Nanjing side. They tried their best to attract such a special weapon, but they were also very wary.

Under Shangfeng's instruction, the 29th Army in the surrounding area took action, blocking the only way they must pass. Although many troops made small moves in private, after all, the government's smoking ban was clearly there. It violated the military law, and the independent regiment monopolized the big money. Some people have been jealous for a long time, and finally found an opportunity.

As a result, Zhou Tuan lost a lot of money, but Zhou Tuan refused to suffer from being dumb.The goods were confiscated, and Zhou Tuan fought with a reinforced regiment under the 29th Army in the name of being buried by bandits. The smoke was burned and could not be rescued. Robbed.

Zhou Tuan became famous next time, and it gave Commander Song a headache. He wanted to report Zhou Tuan's shameless behavior to Nanjing, but also suffered from exposing his family's ugliness. In addition, Zhou Tuan, who was not equipped with enough weapons, beat his reinforcement team away. The number of robberies who also entered the hall and burglary doubled, which is a living example of the poor military quality of their own family.

Zhou Tuan turned on the evil mode switch. Since the opium and soil business could not be done, they started to have other ideas. Today they went to the mountains to suppress bandits, and tomorrow they went to the village to fight the autumn wind. They really didn't like those three melons and two dates. They picked things up to fight against the 29th Army's own people.

So, over time, the Independence Regiment became a peculiar existence in the 29th Army. It was its own people, and it caught its own people and strangled them. They were not only a symbol of national honor, but also a cancer that must be eradicated in the eyes of some people. 29 Army officers looked down on this miscellaneous army, but had to admit that they had super combat effectiveness.

Always, everyone is inexplicably in a balance of hating each other but having to live in peace, being shameless behind the scenes, and giving each other face on the surface.

However, the arrival of the Du brigade, the central army, seems to have added a possibility to break this balance.

Song Shudong was restless waiting in the corridor. He told himself to be steady. When he returned to Beiping this time, it was very likely that he would meet Zhou Lan. Of course, the later the better. If it couldn’t be later, hostility is better than shaking hands. reconcile.

He also secretly asked himself, what would happen if Du Yunfeng saw Zhou Lan again?

Will Du Yunfeng break the contract and give up on himself, and approach Zhou Lan again?

Should not be.

Definitely not.

Du Yunfeng is not that kind of person, this person is stubborn, he will keep his word and keep his word.

Song Shudong was obsessed with thinking about all kinds of possibilities, encouraging himself, telling himself not to panic, and quickly think of a solution.

It wasn't until a hand was placed on his shoulder: "Shudong?" He suddenly came back to his senses, "Huh?"

Du Yunfeng had already left the conference room at some point, standing on the opposite side of the bench and looking down at him. Seeing him in a daze, he bent down and looked at him closely with his hands behind his back.

Song Shudong thought he was going to ask what he was thinking, but Du Yunfeng smiled and asked softly, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"No," Song Shudong subconsciously denied, but seeing the meaningless smile in front of him, his face suddenly turned a little red, so he lowered his voice, "I'm really okay."

This is not a place for flirting. In the hallway of the 29th Army’s military headquarters building, the soldiers are on guard at three steps, one post at five steps, and one sentry post at five steps. No one looks at them, and no one avoids them.

"What did you have for breakfast?" Du Yunfeng asked.

Song Shudong thought, sure enough, the husband and wife were kind for a hundred days a day, and they fought at the head of the bed and made peace at the end of the bed. If there was an unpleasant fight before, it would be easy to have a good fight, and there would be no grudges. His eyes flickered as if to dodge, and he whispered: "I also Not hungry, just drank a bowl of white porridge."

"Get up," Du Yunfeng straightened up, with the same smile on his face, "I'll take you to something delicious."

Du Yunfeng took Song Shudong to the Liuguo Hotel, which was chosen by the officers of the 29th Army last night to cleanse him up.Not to mention the luxurious decoration, the food is exquisite and delicious.

"When I was eating yesterday, I thought, this restaurant is really good, I have to bring you to eat." Du Yunfeng took off his military coat and handed it to the waiter. He usually doesn't need Song Shudong to serve him in private occasions. Big or small, even in many cases, he would take the initiative to take care of Song Shudong, such as fetching water for the other party to wash his face and feet. Of course, after bedtime, he usually scrubbed the sleeping party clean.

Song Shudong was looking at the menu, but his mind was not on the menu, thinking how to ask Du Yunfeng about the meeting in the afternoon.

Regarding the content of the military aircraft, if the officer wants to say it, he has to listen. If the officer doesn’t say it, he can’t ask.

But now it's time to eat, to eat with my own man, so I can ask this question.

"Has Commander Song assigned you a mission?" He flipped through the menu, knocking at the beginning, "What will our brigade do next?"

Du Yunfeng had already sat down carelessly. There was a big round table in the private room, and the two of them seemed empty, so he sat close to Song Shudong, and stretched out his hand to pull a stool between his legs, leaning over to read the menu together.

"This, this, and this," he leaned in front of Song Shudong, pointing to the dishes on the menu, and told the waiter, "And this sweet and sour big carp, and three of them too," he was completely immersed in In the fun of copying yesterday’s delicious dishes for Song Shudong to taste, and forgetting the question, Song Shudong just wanted to remind him, when he heard him say: "Hey, there is also this mustard puff, and the fried sausage is also here. share."

For just two people, he ordered a large table of dishes.The food was served quickly, and Song Shudong was interrupted when he wanted to bring up this topic a few times, so he simply started eating, because the food was always finished.

Du Yunfeng was also hungry. In the morning, he acted lightly like a thief and didn't dare to make a sound. At noon, he was thinking about meeting Commander Song, and he didn't have the heart to eat. He didn't feel hungry until evening. He felt delicious whatever he ate.

The northern dishes are very much to his liking.

"Shudong, try this." He rolled thin slices of duck meat with Beijing scallion pancakes and handed it to the other party, "I think this is easy to eat."

Song Shudong put down the soup bowl, raised his hand to pick it up, then retracted his hand without a trace, he looked at Du Yunfeng, leaned over, and bit the other's hand, the sweet noodle sauce rubbed Du Yunfeng's hand, Song Shudong looked into the other's eyes, went up and licked Take a sip, "It's delicious," he said.

Du Yunfeng looked at him with a twinkle in his eyes.

Song Shudong has been with him for a long time. Although he has not improved in other areas, he has become enlightened in some aspects, from blindly enduring to finding fun. No, Du Yunfeng's Adam's apple twitched and swallowed.

"Are you still eating?" Du Yunfeng stared at him with an unbelievably soft tone.

A young and handsome man who was conquered by you, he took the initiative to lick your hand, told you that it was delicious, and then looked at you straight in the eye.

Du Yunfeng couldn't stand it even if he thought he was a man.

"I'll eat it if you give it to me." Song Shudong approached and licked the other's free hand again, "Give it to me?"

Du Yunfeng stood up abruptly, and grabbed Song Shudong, unable to control the strength in his hand, he said in a low voice, "I'll give you another place to eat."

Picking up his coat, he rushed upstairs. The upper floor of the Liuguo Hotel is the guest room, the more luxurious it goes up.

As if he was in a hurry to go to the battlefield, Song Shudong was pushed into the door by him, and then he was pressed against the door firmly. He felt Du Yunfeng's burning desire.

Du Yunfeng was so impatient, he pulled off the belt and pressed him against the door again.

"Yeah..." Song Shudong was squeezed by him and couldn't move, he snorted.

"Separate the legs," Du Yunfeng said in a hurry to find a way out, but he couldn't wait any longer.In Song Shudong's out-of-control voice, Du Yunfeng invaded the opponent, and he bumped and said, "Baby, it's delicious."

Song Shudong bowed his knees to meet him.

Du Yunfeng was very aggressive in this matter, he was absolutely dominant, once he started, he couldn't stop the car, no matter whether the other party was begging for mercy or passed out, he was full of energy like a locomotive, full of energy and non-stop.

The two of them finished their business vigorously in the hallway, and it wasn't until after taking a shower that Song Shudong broke his bones and touched the side of the bed, "Can I stay on the bed next time?" He asked in a daze.

"Okay," Du Yunfeng leaned over him and kissed lightly, watching him fall into a deep sleep, he sat naked on the sofa in the living room, and lit a cigarette for himself.

It was already late at night, there were sparks outside, and there were still lights on. From such a tall building down, Beiping was so prosperous.

The window glass reflected light, and the one lying on the bed was the lover he needed to take care of, the benefactor he could not afford to let down.

He is very intense in this matter, because this is the most intimate act between lovers, he cannot and will not do it with anyone except Song Shudong.He promised him, he must deliver.

Shudong is fine, he said to himself.

He loves him very much, he can feel that the body does not lie.

This time he came to Pingjin, he had a big fight with Shudong, although he didn't say it clearly, but he is not a fool, Song Shudong is not an unreasonable person, the reason for such fierce opposition, he has a hunch that it is not that simple.

Song Shudong always takes the initiative to ask for sex. As his man, he has the obligation to satisfy the other party and make the other party feel at ease.

But, for no reason, he would secretly panic.

The face in his dreams often appeared, and it became more and more clear. It was a face similar to Song Shudong's in outline, but completely different in spirit.

The facial features that became more and more vivid in the dream beat his heart again and again, as if his heart was about to jump out of his chest and follow the master, without hesitation, instinctively.

When it comes to intimate matters, when it is the most intense, he will force Song Shudong to call himself "Yunfeng." Sometimes Song Shudong doesn't call him, but he will act fiercely, as if he loves him very much. In fact, he really needs the other party to call him like this, as if In his previous life, he and the person he loved were so affectionate that the other person called him Yunfeng.

When Song Shudong couldn't hold on and cried and called him Yunfeng, some familiar feelings overlapped.

He can comfort himself with peace of mind, this is the person I really love.

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The stealth car didn't drive well, it overturned, and it was re-modified to catch bugs by the way.