Chapter 3 Heaven and Earth (Part 6) "Then you just wait for me at Old Haas's house for a day. After I meet with Political Commissar Fang, I will come down to you as soon as possible." Zhang Songling glanced at Qinglian and said helplessly. Xiao Qinglian's previous accusations against Fang Guoqiang clearly contained strong emotional factors. Now forcing her to go up the mountain with everyone will only make things more complicated. In addition, Zhang Songling has not thought clearly about what she is doing so far. How to deal with the relationship with this little Mongolian girl, and rashly bringing her to the camp to meet Fang Guoqiang, Lao Zheng and others will cause a lot of unnecessary misunderstandings. "Then, you must come down to me early. I, I live alone under the mountain. I am a little scared." Seeing Zhang Songling agreeing so simply, Xiao Qinglian immediately began to regret it and bit her A few clicks of the lips, and an uneasy warning. "It's okay." Zhang Songling gently rubbed her hair and responded with a smile as if comforting a child, "This place is at the foot of the mountain. It's not easy for Japs and traitors to get in. Besides, Old Haas's two sons You have all joined the guerrillas. Just because of this, he will not sell you to the little devils. " "Yeah." Xiao Qinglian thought for a while and nodded lightly. The people of all ethnic groups living near Qilin Ridge are absolutely the same. Most of them have become die-hard supporters of the guerrillas, so when she stays at Lao Haas's house, she doesn't have to worry about her personal safety at all, especially when both parties speak Mongolian. To protect the guests, she becomes Lao Haas. It is a natural responsibility of a family. Even if there is any danger, she will be pushed onto the war horse as soon as possible instead of handing over the guests to protect her small family. What she was really worried about was whether Zhang Songling would keep his promise after going up the mountain and come down to escort her back to the palace. Even Lord Long and Sister Siqin were separated by Shengsheng Fang. She and Zhang Songling, or rather Zhang Songling's feelings for her could never be deeper than the feelings between Lord Long and Sister Siqin. Girls in love are blind and extremely sensitive. They often regard a man's unintentional actions as love and care for themselves, and are deeply intoxicated by it. They often also become angry because of the man's occasional behavior. A little emotion, they keenly feel that their weight in the other person's heart is not as heavy as they imagined, so they feel sad. Under the influence of this kind of worry about gains and losses, most of their actions can hardly be said to be rational. However, these irrational In the end, the first person hurt by their behavior is themselves. With full of expectation and uneasiness, Xiao Qinglian waved goodbye to everyone and rode her horse sadly towards the old Haas's house. Zhang Songling first watched her go away, and then continued to lead the team towards the camp. When they entered the mountain pass, Fang Guoqiang had already led Lao Zheng and other main guerrilla cadres to greet them from above. Everyone's face was filled with smiles from the heart. "Ever since we received the telegram from the military division, everyone has been counting the days for your return. Today, we finally arrived. We quickly went up the mountain. The cooking team just slaughtered a few sheep, and everyone just opened the pot and beat the teeth as a sacrifice." Holding Zhang Songling's hand, Fang Guoqiang said excitedly. After being exposed to the wind and sun on the grassland for more than a year, his skin color is twice as dark as before, and the edges and corners on his face have become more distinct. He looks full of masculinity, and he also has something that many people of his age cannot have. Mature, in comparison, Zhang Songling, who was holding his hands at the moment, seemed much mellower and younger. There was even a hint of unfamiliarity and discomfort in what he said: "Ah, the sheep are all ready to be killed." Now, let's take everyone up the mountain quickly. After eating dry food for so long, everyone's stomachs have long been empty. " Turning his head, Zhang Songling said to everyone behind him: "This is our guerrilla. The political commissar of the team, this is Old Zheng, the leader of the first squadron, and Xiao Zou, the deputy captain of the third squadron, and the others are also the backbone of our guerrilla team. I will introduce them to everyone in detail as we go. "The sheep have been killed. Everyone hurry up and go up the mountain to try something fresh." "Thank you, political commissar Fang, thank you Captain Zhang." When the students and the soldiers escorting the students heard that there was mutton to eat, they immediately moved their index fingers and said. Thank you, and walked up the mountain behind Zhang Songling. Zhang Songling felt very strange that there were no Zhao Tianlong and Xiao Zheng in the team that greeted him. However, in front of so many people, he could not directly bring the topic to Zhao Tianlong. While introducing the host and guest, While consciously or unconsciously looking around, the more I looked, the more I felt that the Qilin Ridge at this moment was very different from the one in my memory. Neat, formal, and clean, it looks like a regular army camp. It is not inferior to the regiment headquarters of the 24th Regiment of the Central Hebei Military Region. In terms of the complexity and diversity of defense facilities, it is even comparable to the Central Hebei Military Region. The camp of the headquarters, after all, the latter has been constantly moving its location for more than a year, and the main camp of the Blackstone guerrillasBut it is always located on Qilin Ridge in Lamagou. It can be seen that Fang Guoqiang spent a lot of effort on the development and construction of the guerrillas, and like Lao Zheng, Xiao Zou and others, he regarded Lamagou as his home rather than a place in his life journey. An inn, which made Zhang Songling even more unwilling to ask about Zhao Tianlong and Siqin in front of many outsiders. He could only patiently work with Fang Guoqiang to entertain the guests, and try his best to satisfy the guests' curiosity and various aspects of life. need. After finally waiting for the reception banquet to end, the students and the soldiers escorting the students were led down to rest. Zhang Songling and Fang Guoqiang exchanged glances and walked towards the brigade headquarters together. Lao Zheng, Xiao Zou and other cadres understood that there was a gap between them. For more than a year, the captain and the political commissar definitely needed to communicate in private, so they both took the initiative to stay in the canteen and clear the tables, chairs, dishes and chopsticks with the cooks. The furnishings of the brigade headquarters are basically the same as last year. The only extra thing is a huge wooden filing cabinet, which contains various types of information that do not need to be kept confidential, and on every grid of the cabinet, there are Corresponding labels are attached, so that the location of various documents is clear at a glance. Even people who have not been in or out of the brigade headquarters for a long time will not encounter too much trouble if they want to hand over some work. He picked up the teapot nest from his familiar position and poured a bowl of warm water for himself and Fang Guoqiang. Zhang Songling considered his words and said with a smile: "I finally came back, just like a dream. I thought it was possible. I was assigned to another place by the military region. I didn't expect to be able to return home so soon. " "You can't go anywhere else." Fang Guoqiang took a big drink of water and put down the guerrilla workshop to bake it himself. He took out the earthenware bowl and responded loudly, "Brothers are looking forward to your early return day and night, including Zhou Heizi's independent camp, and they have been asking for news about you." "Ask what I do, Zhou Heizi's men are now going to We have people and guns, so why are we still thinking about our guerrillas?" Zhang Songling smiled and asked in a low voice that Li Laojiu, the deputy commander of the independent battalion, had a very poor evaluation of Fang Guoqiang. The problem most likely lies in the relationship between the guerrillas and the independent battalion, rather than any personal conflict between Fang Guoqiang and himself. Follow Fang Guoqiang's words to find out this issue clearly, and how to deal with Zhou Heitan in the future. It would be beneficial to resolve the conflict between the guerrillas and the Prince of Right Banner. Sure enough, when Zhou Heitan's name was mentioned, Fang Guoqiang slowly frowned. After thinking about it, he responded in a low voice, "That's not true. However, he has not stopped for more than a year. He is always artificial. He deliberately created some problems to test our reaction, as if we have a grudge against him. "Could you tell me a little about what problems he has caused?" Zhang Songling's brows jumped slightly. Surprised, Fang Guoqiang asked. What Fang Guoqiang described was not Zhou Heitan's style of doing things. In his impression, Zhou Heitan liked to be straightforward in everything he did. Even when he tried to annex the guerrillas, he came to him on his own initiative, in front of many People express their intentions directly to their faces. "Too many, almost every month something goes wrong, otherwise it will be a pain in the ass." Fang Guoqiang shrugged and responded with a wry smile, "And every time he grasped the measure very accurately, making us both very I felt uncomfortable and couldn't treat this kind of thing as a conflict between two families. Well, I kept a file of everything that happened between the guerrillas and them. It was in the third compartment from the top on the left side of the filing cabinet. When you have time, you will see for yourself. By the way, if I guessed correctly, it was Peng Xuewen who was behind him giving him advice. This old friend of ours followed me not long after I came back. His administrative office is built next to Zhou Heitan's battalion headquarters. "Peng Xuewen, he's actually here too. How about you? Have you ever competed with him?" Several flashes of lightning flashed in Zhang Songling's heart. , many confusions in his mind were suddenly illuminated. Now that Peng Xuewen has come to Heishizhai, if he does not instigate Zhou Heitan to cause some obstacles for the guerrillas, he will be ashamed of the military uniform he is wearing, and Fang Guoqiang and Peng Xuewen are naturally at odds with each other, and now they are in different camps, so they must retaliate in kind. In this way, it is strange that Li Laojiu of the Blackstone Independent Battalion can say that Fang Guoqiang is good, but how could Comrade Lao Fang offend the Youqi Palace so badly? If it was just because of Zhao Tianlong's marriage approval issue, he He should take the initiative to find an opportunity to explain clearly to Siqin. After all, the benefits of cooperation with the Prince of Right Banner outweigh the disadvantages, and during the development of the Blackstone Guerrilla Force, he owed Siqin a huge favor. While he was puzzled, Fang Guoqiang's voice came to his ears again, "I have competed a few times, but I lost more and won less. That guy has made great progress in the past two years. I can't catch his weakness at all. If Brother Long hadn't been here The neighborhood has high prestige, and together we can suppress the situation at critical moments. Let's guerrilla??You will definitely suffer a big loss. "