Chapter 4 Rider

About forty miles west of ××, there is Shaji Ridge. At the end of the long ridge, there are thirteen small mounds listed in a row.Near the fifth and sixth small mounds of Changling, in a moso bamboo forest, is a communication office for the seventh district of XX. That place is about three miles away from the main road, and the guerrilla warfare that has been happening daily along the main road for several days has never disturbed this direction. At around 5:00 p.m., beside the bamboo forest, a special agent from the XX traffic group was sitting down on a bunch of millet straw and removing his muddy straw sandal.After taking off the straw sandals, I realized that the puncture wound on the sole of my foot was really bad, so I rubbed it with my hands, and took the snakeberry grass leaves that spread underground, and put it in my mouth to chew.After the thing is ground by the solid gums, spit it out and apply it to the injured part of the sole of the foot with your hands.He looked around, as if looking for a soft leaf, or a rag to wrap the wound.But a sense of responsibility and duty made him stop searching, and immediately put on the mud sandal again.

He still has to walk a long way.He has been walking over the mountain from Changling since last night, and soon he has to walk over the mountain again from Changling.As for the pass at Lingtou, it was occupied by ×××× a week ago. It was hot and dreary, and there was not a breath of air in the air.It seems that there will be rain in the evening.But now, it's still too early to rain.In the distance and near, except for the dry hissing of some new cicadas, there is only the sound of green grasshoppers flapping their wings in the grass.In the valley facing the mountain, suddenly a cuckoo came and sang hurriedly. After a while, the cuckoo flew towards the moso bamboo forest and landed on a maple tree beside the bamboo forest.

But this strange bird seemed to know the secret in the bamboo forest, and flew away immediately.The young man sitting on the millet stalks stared at the side where the cuckoo flew away, and cursed softly: "Your mother, you are so good, you can go to x to be a detective!" A gunshot was heard from somewhere in the distance.In Lingdong, a dog is done, and in Lingshang, a ×× is done.The sound of the gun seemed to be coming from the mountains, adding weight to the young man's heart.But the young man removed this weight with a smile.There is no gunfire, and this long day is a little too quiet. For those who lie behind a rock or hide in a cave, waiting for the opportunity to pass, it seems that it is not easy to send it away on this day.

This young and thin special agent, code number nineteen, was one of the twenty special agents, and he had just arrived from the Song Family Collection in the 10th District of Lingdong ××, and brought an urgent document. I have to take a new report and set off to the original place. In the half-month war, there have been mixed results in all aspects.Since ×××××, and the Politburo of District 7 of XX were blown up and Changling was occupied, most of the original traffic organization in XX has been destroyed, so the detailed situation has turned into chaos. The headquarters of XX must be in close contact with the Songjiajizi and other places, so that information from all aspects can be integrated and concentrated, so twenty strong and strong guys were selected to travel around.Due to the technical achievements, it has been very successful. Therefore, although the military strength of ×× and ××× is one to four, not only can it still support the defense line as it is, but also from various designs, it can still use a small number of troops. The surprise attack caused ××× to suffer great losses. ××××, ×××, ×××××××, ××, ××, ××.But in the past week, since Shengjiabao on the south side and the leading mouth close to the waterway have been successively occupied, the communication between the headquarters of XX and the districts has been completely cut off.Those who do communication work have increased the danger and hardship of the work.Numbers sixth, seventh, thirteenth, fifteenth, and twentieth were all sacrificed one after another.Numbers two, four, and ten were also missing. According to the circumstances, they might have fallen off a cliff and were broken.No. 8 was captured and shot in front of a small temple in Longtouzui, but the moment before the gunshot, he escaped into the deep valley of the stream in front of the temple, escaped from what seemed like a miracle, and still returned to the tenth district. But his foot was broken and he could no longer continue to work.Regarding the vacancies of communication agents, although ×××× immediately replenished nine reserve personnel, some newcomers still need training and guidance in terms of skills and personality.As a result, the work weight and responsibilities of the original few people have increased a lot invisibly.But this is revolution, this is battle!Everyone has to grit their teeth and support in silence!

The main road leading to Changling in front of Xiaofu was rebuilt by the ×× road construction team.This road is called "Devil's Road" in some quarters.The main road stretched out to the west at the sunset, and it went over the mountain like a snake, and disappeared by the slopes of two small valleys.To the east is the right way to cross the Changling Pass. When ××× took Changling, the price paid was two regiments of strength.Although the Changling pass has been occupied, guerrilla warfare is still taking place here and there every day, and the roads have been rebuilt. In one respect, the Rangers lost three teams in this guerrilla warfare in a week.

When the cuckoo began to cry sharply in a distant forest, the young man sitting on the millet stalks seemed to be a little irritable because he had waited too long, and suddenly stood up.A blue grasshopper was stopping on the grass in front of him, was startled, and flew away with flapping wings.The young man looked at the side where the little creature was running away from boredom, as if he wanted to say: "What a leisurely wandering fellow, the world wants you!" But he really didn't think about anything, he only thought about the season of going back and the several mountain streams he should pass through.

In the pile of grass beside the bamboo forest, there was a rustling sound.It turned out that there was a soil hole.At this time, a small head has appeared in the cave.The man shook his little head and said softly: "Brother, you are in a hurry! Everything is ready, you come, you come in!" The young one knew that he would be on the road again soon.Smiling, he walked past the haystack and disappeared into the damp cave in the grass together with the little head. After a while, he emerged from the cave again and stood in the sunlight.Everything was arranged, and he was ready to go. The character with a small head stretched out from the grass, looked at the sky, and stretched out a thin black hand to grab a handful from the sky, and said very gloomyly: "It will rain at seven or eight o'clock. Yes, the weather!"

But the young man said in a happy tone in a low voice: "What is it? I have to let the rain fall to pass the big slope. This rain wets everything, and it will also blindfold those dogs! " The little head said jokingly: "Dog eyes, sheep eyes, I tell you, I met Zhao Rui, and told him that if I come tomorrow, I ask him not to forget to bring me some salt and oatmeal!" Then, a big sweet potato was thrown from the cave to the young man's feet. "Brother, eat before leaving, it's still early." But the young one said: "I don't want this!" With one kick, the sweet potato disappeared into the grass.

"You have to wait until it rains to pass the × slope. You arrive at the third district at eight o'clock. Today is nineteen. You can still catch the lively party of × ×... Isn't there a consolation team singing in the party?" The young man said jokingly, "Of course!" "Don't you want to get married?" "Don't want to get married? But when is this, say this!..." After a while, he asked the other party "What about you?" "As for me, I am forty-three years old. This is what a twenty-two-year-old does. I want salt!" Because the young one didn't speak, the little head went on to say: "But there must be a lot of interesting things in your party..." The young one couldn't help it, "What a party! It's dark every night over there, it's terrible !……goodbye!"

That one ran into the ravine from the end of the bamboo forest, and disappeared immediately, but the little head was still in the grass, looking blankly at the direction where the companion disappeared. A faint thunder sounded from the corner of the sky.The corners of the clouds were already dark, and a slight breeze began to move on the ground, sweeping over the grass and bamboo tops. The little head has been alone and silent in this damp cave, and it has been the ninth day.In addition to taking away the secret documents or oral reports sent by the cross-ling secret agents every day, they are ready to be handed over to the special agents sent by the seventh district to take them away, or record the special report of the seven districts and hand them over to the second cross-ling There is nothing else to do except take it back.With a sense of "training", he was sent to this cave for nine days, except counting the distant gunshots at twilight, calculating its distance, and guessing its gains and losses. What's there to say.

When the sun was setting in a hurry, there were already heavy clouds along the ridge. The little head estimated that Nat must have climbed from the ravine to the foot of the long ridge, lying behind the boulder and waiting for the rain, or was climbing along the cliff of the mountain stream. The echo echoes in the valley.Suddenly, gunshots rang out on the ridge, one or two, and then another ten or so shots in a row, and then there was silence.Apparently the young man had been spotted by some mobile sentinel, and that one was brought to an end in a burst of gunfire.The little head remembered a word in the order of the Department of × from the young population. "A little light can be seen from the inside of ××". So he imagined what the light is, and calculated what scenery he could see along the way to the light.A string of memories crawled to the deepest part of the medullary fold in the tiny skull. ×××××, ×××××. ...Siege of the city, night raid, mass meeting of 5,000 to 10,000 people, shooting of Tuyou, group meeting for food distribution, settlement of the XX Regiment, another siege, night raid,... big knife, stuffed with yellow powder The hand grenade was thrown crazily, the box, the portable mechanism, dropped like a string, pop...one overturned, slammed...a pile of soil rolled straight up, and a piece of arm and piece of flesh stuck to the dirt wall.Another meeting, food distribution... So, the No. 71 Order of the Transportation Committee assigned Xiong Xi to serve in the 9th Communication Office of the 7th District of XX. ××××, ×××××, ×××, ×××, ××××××, ××××××! The thunderstorm ran from south to north along the Changling Ridge, and before dusk the head of the rain had reached the vicinity of Xiaofu. When the little head retracted into the cave, the outline of a pile of sweet potatoes in the corner of the cave could still be seen in the dim light.The little head remembered the sweet potato that was kicked into the grass by the young man, so he hurried out of the cave to search for it. ××××, ××, ××, ×××××. ××××××, ××××. The heavy rain has come, he thought: "The one who fell down, it's over, let him rot, and the one who is alive, anyway, he must live strong and strong!" Momo's bald head wet by the raindrops shivered, Throwing the confiscated sweet potatoes to the cave, he himself disappeared in that cave. ————————————————————————— August 1934