Chapter 48 Cremation (2)

Captain Shi is a tough guy whose heart and skin seem to be made of stone.His head and face seemed to be made of several stones, hard everywhere, with edges and corners everywhere.The round black eyes are like two black chess pieces, embedded in two small stone pits.The two cheeks are two hard tiles with gray-green moss, sometimes shiny, sometimes dull.The left cheekbone is particularly high, so when taking pictures, he tilted his face because the front face is a bit ugly.Tall, thick-necked, with his back protruding slightly forward.A pair of big feet, a little turned out, run fast, and the posture is not good.

With his seven-petal face and his not-so-straight body, no matter whether he is pretending to be a villager or a peddler, he will never show his flaws.Sneaking behind enemy lines was simply his routine.If he deals with the enemy, he will rely on vigilance and courage, but without the help of the villagers, even if he is full of courage, he will not succeed immediately.He was originally from a farming family, so his appearance, behavior, speech, and temperament are enough to make the common people believe him at first sight, help him, and teach him to succeed.To the common people, he never showed his wisdom and means, but was absolutely honest with each other.Everywhere, he quickly worshiped his allies who seemed as old as his age, and recognized the elderly as his foster father.His vicious methods seem to be reserved for use against the enemy.He was as merciless to his enemies as a countryman is to locusts that eat corn, or weasels that steal chickens.

He can also be very sloppy.A country boy in his teens would have deceived him when there was no need to be scheming.He felt that it was time to calm down and rest for a few days. He was like a stinging insect, motionless and at the mercy of others.At this time, he often thinks of his wife, but he can't remember whether his wife is a dragon or a horse, and he can't remember her birthday.He doubted that if he returned home now, he would know her as soon as he met, because he left home to join the army one month after marriage.It has been nine and a half years.Likewise, how many pairs of socks he had, how many sets of military uniforms, and how much money he had, he couldn't tell.Often, his new socks and the orderly's worn-out socks had somehow changed owners; when he found out, he would just curse a few times with a blushing face, instead of pursuing it seriously.

When he was ordered to go on a business trip, every nerve in his body was tense to the extreme.His eyes shone coldly like sharp blades; his heart was like a hungry spider, swift and vicious, spinning a killing web.At this time, he really looked like a farmer who was reluctant to abandon even a grain of rice.He is absolutely unwilling to lose a small thing in front of the enemy. He even wants to dig out the bullets fired from the enemy and bring them back, only to be satisfied. This time, before setting off, he checked everyone's pistols.Then, for someone to be in a group with someone, he carefully arranged, so that the people in each group can complement each other with strength and softness, make up for each other's strengths, and become a strong fighting unit.He also corrected everyone's makeup one by one.He refused to be negligent, but he was afraid that if one person made a mistake, the whole team would fail.After checking the school and stopping, he gave the order to set off.As soon as he took the first step, his nose seemed to smell the smell of gunpowder.His big feet are like two small tanks, they don't care about the bricks and tiles on the ground, and they don't care about any potholes, they only sweep straight "sweep".

After crossing the river, he dispersed everyone and agreed to gather in the depths of the woods at two o'clock in the afternoon, with the crowing of the eagle as a sign.He can't sing, can't sing opera, the only music accomplishment is to imitate the crowing of an eagle.If the eagle's voice cannot be heard by 2 o'clock in the afternoon, everyone will go to the city separately without gathering.Everyone doesn't have a watch, but they all look at the shadow of the tree; the shadow of the tree is the pointer of the sun. As soon as he saw the hut, he stopped advancing.The four brothers dispersed like sentinels.Captain Shi was wearing a torn blue cotton padded jacket and trousers, covered in greasy sludge, very much like a country cook with two knives.The cotton-padded jacket was open, and a pair of torn green cloth bags were loosely wrapped around it.At this time, he wiped the sweat from his brow and said "It's terrible"!This is his colloquial language, no matter in the most peaceful and comfortable time, or the most thrilling and tense, he always says "It's terrible" to express his feelings.After that, he took out a piece of broken plaster from his arms and sat under his buttocks.He took out another rotten egg that was leaking yellow, and a small flat paper package wrapped in tinfoil from a cigarette box—the letter to Wang Juren.The broken plaster was scalded and softened. He broke the rotten egg and applied it on his right chest. Then, he buried the paper in the plaster and stuck it on the stinky egg's juice. "Damn it!" He smiled.The thick and smelly egg slurry flowed into long pus channels, and he used the flap of his torn padded jacket to flick them back and forth to make them solidify.This added color, he leaned against an old pine tree, imagining; his face would be gloomy, his shoulders would be drooping and his legs would be weak, with his left hand pressing the ointment, humming in his mouth, he would sneak into the city gate steadily.Thinking about it this way, the sweat on his body slowly dripped down, as if he could feel that the color on his face was gradually getting darker, and his right chest seemed to be really hurting—it was terrible!

He could hardly think of anything else except this, which was to hide the nervous imagination in his heart with the slackness of his appearance.He would like to think of something else, so as to calm his mind, and peace of mind may be more conducive to the success of his disguise in the city.He tried to miss his wife at home, but it was not interesting because he couldn't remember what she was like.Trying to think that the orderly stole a few pairs of socks from him didn't work, because he didn't want to settle old scores at all.He was a little impatient.In the end, he found out that the reason for his impatience was not because of this, but because he was thinking about Deputy Captain Ding.

On weekdays, although he didn't express anything clearly, he somewhat looked down on Vice Captain Ding.Take the name of Deputy Captain Ding——Yishan—for example, he is not very clever when he thinks about it secretly when he is at ease.How can I say it?If it is a person, how can it be "a mountain"?What mountain?Tarzan?Huashan?If Cuiping Mountain is a mountain, the name of the mountain should be marked; if it is not marked, which mountain is it?Terrible!Captain Shi, when he has nothing to do, uses his "brain" and thinks like a philosopher.The result of thinking is very unfavorable to Ding Yishan.Regardless of whether he—Ding Yishan—is the real young master, this name has no "brains" anyway.If Yishan was really the young master, he would definitely not have such an unreasonable name.If he—by virtue of his unreasonable name—is not the young master, but pretends to be, then he has no "brains"!With this conclusion, Captain Shi was very happy, and felt that he had a bigger "brain" than everyone else!Others thought that Vice Captain Ding was indeed a young master, so they called him young master in order to curry favor with him or to ridicule him.Now, we figured out that he is not the young master, because the young master, since he went to a foreign school, shouldn't have the name of a mountain that I don't know.This inference and discovery made Captain Shi joyful and comforted when he was feeling bored and panicking.He ruthlessly threw the "Biography of Jigong" printed on glossy paper with the smell of ink far away. "It's terrible! Our old Shi is smarter than Ji Gong!"

However, the small stories between each other on weekdays, when it comes to fighting together, they are completely forgotten.What are you talking about, brothers fighting tigers, father and son soldiers in battle, friends who come out to fight together, are closer than brothers.Brothers may not necessarily be born together and die together!Now, Captain Shi's heart, the heart that is as hard as iron after seeing the enemy, misses Vice Captain Ding just as earnestly as a mother misses her children.Thinking of Ding Yishan's familiarity with Wencheng, he grinned and blamed himself for being "too crazy".However, since Ding Yishan is familiar with Wencheng, he must have many acquaintances; how does he know that there are no traitors among his acquaintances?In case the spies find out...Captain Shi moved the hand applying the plaster to his face and covered his eyes, as if there was a pool of blood in front of him.

As if he was muttering in sleep, he stood up abruptly, wanting to go to the city right away to find Ding Yishan.After taking two steps, he stopped again.We agreed to meet in the forest at two o'clock, and we couldn't ruin the scheduled plan by ourselves.This is a battle, not a joke!Although I controlled myself like this, I was still uneasy.Boringly picked up two pine nuts and put them in his mouth, but it didn't help. There were some footsteps, and he quickly hid behind the tree.