The Heartless Mage Chapter 151: Fear

Wuxin and Su Tao squatted in the shadow behind the headquarters and gathered a bunch of fire-roasted sweet potatoes. Sweet potatoes are food crops, and one pound of food stamps can be exchanged for three pounds of sweet potatoes. Wuxin had food stamps in his hand, so he took Su Tao to the food station in the morning, and at the risk of stray bullets, he took back a bunch of strangely shaped ugly sweet potatoes that had spent the winter in the cellar.

The large lunch box is on the fire, and the sweet potatoes are placed in the lunch box. The two squatted smoky opposite each other, hugging their knees and secretly happy. Su Tao is growing, and she eats several meals a day, and she also has a child's temperament. For her, the three words roasted sweet potatoes are just eating and playing. Wuxin was not afraid of being hot, so she picked a small sweet potato and opened it, revealing the red flesh steaming inside. He pouted and blew a layer of heat, and he handed the big piece to Su Tao: "Tast it, is it sweet?"

Su Tao held the sweet potato in both hands. Because it was too hot, she took a bite and sighed and breathed: "Sweet, like candy."

Wuxin also took a bite, and the sweet potato softly stuck to his tongue, causing him to close his eyes tightly. When Su Tao saw it, she quickly put down the sweet potato in her hand and took a kettle for him to drink. And Wuxin didn't wait for the water to hear the sound of "bang bang bang" not far away. Looking around, he saw a row of bungalows behind the building. The bungalow was the former sports equipment room of No. 1 Middle School. To prevent theft, iron fences were welded outside the windows. Through the fence and glass window, Wuxin saw Gu Ji's face.

Gu Ji has been imprisoned for half a month. He is only given one meal a day. The beatings are enough, at least two or three meals a day, and occasionally a late night snack. He used to be a tall and big shelf, but now there is only a shelf left, like a large skeleton, hunched over and knocking on the window in the dark room.

Wuxin vaguely understood what he meant. Picking out the largest sweet potato from the big lunch box, he got up and walked to the bungalow. The glass window Gu Ji photographed was broken in a corner, and he raised his hand unintentionally and stuffed the sweet potato through the window hole. Gu Ji grabbed the sweet potato, and lowered his head with both hands, his mouth was a big mouthful. After chewing for a while, he raised his head with a crying face, and said sadly: "I want to see Comrade Xiaodingmao... I have long since made a clear distinction with Gu Mingtang, I haven't spoken to him for more than half a year, I It's wrong... Wuxin, I know you're a good person, you've never bullied anyone. Please help me, please pass a message to Comrade Xiaodingmao for me, I really can't stand it anymore, they fight every day I... Lao Chen doesn't show up anymore..."

Speaking of which, he burst into tears with a little sweet potato in his mouth. With a thin neck and a big head, he lost an egg-sized Adam's apple. Wuxin clapped the black ash on his hands, not knowing what to do, so he could only nod his head noncommittally.

Inadvertently returned to the fire and squatted down, Su Tao asked in a low voice, "Is one enough for him?"

Wuxin smiled reluctantly: "I won't give you any more."

Su Tao held a piece of roasted sweet potato and said in a low voice, "If it's a black back, I won't care."

Gu Ji is a soft-hearted jerk. Su Tao has never seen him do any big bad things, so he feels that he and her share the same fate and pity each other; Minister Chen is different, Su Tao always has a low eyebrow in front of Minister Chen Pleasantly bowed his head, his eyes fell on the ground, with extreme fear and disgust.

Three kilograms of sweet potatoes were all roasted, and I gave Gu Ji another one inadvertently, but she never said anything more - Gu Ji's mother was executed by joint finger the day before yesterday, and her body was hung from a big tree on the street. In order to deter and retaliate Gu Mingtang. Because Gu Mingtang's driving skills are extremely clever, he can drive a truck on a mountain road with eighteen bends at night, and secretly transport a mortar to the Red Headquarters. He is the illegitimate son of the little warlord, perhaps the little warlord has doubts about his son's identity at all. When he was a child, he lived a few days as a young master, but it was too long for him to remember. When the little warlord fled to Hong Kong with a large number of family members in 1949, he and his mother stayed in Wenxian alone, and finally realized how harmful the little warlord was.

He was arrested by Wu Weiguo at the beginning of the year and entered the steel plant security department. At first, he wanted to be a good person. After two months, he realized that being a good person is a fantasy. While his arms and legs were still at his command, he jumped off the building and fled.

Gu Mingtang set a bad example for the other prisoners in the security department, so killing his wife alone was not enough. His only son had already been caught, and Wu Weiguo had an idea and dragged Gu Mingtang's old lady out of the house. In a mass fight inside the steel mill, the old lady was scorched to death with a soldering iron.

Wuxin thinks that Gu Ji is not a strong person, so he refuses to stimulate him any more. Seeing that he was devouring sweet potatoes, he quietly retreated with Su Tao.

Mr. Hong got the guns and ammunition from somewhere, and the battle between the two sides immediately advanced a lot. The liveliness of the street has obviously dropped a lot, and the young revolutionary generals from both sides are patronizing and killing, and they have no mood to march around. Wuxin had nowhere to go, so she had to take Su Tao back to the building.

In the large classroom on the first floor, a group of female voices are practicing chorus. Wuxin glanced inward from the door and saw Xiao Dingmao with Li Zuocheng and Wu Weiguo sitting in front of the chorus watching. Both Li Zuocheng and Wu Weiguo were tall men in their thirties, and they made the little Ding Mao a white-faced boy. But the tall man surrounded the little boy. The little boy calmly tapped his fingers on the armrest of the chair. His eyes were hidden behind the glasses. His eyes were old, and the old man had almost no desires.

Just as Wuxin was about to leave, Ding Mao's eyes were like electricity, and he grabbed him at a glance: "Wuxin?"

Wuxin put his head back into the classroom and nodded at the little Ding Mao.

The little cat asked again: "Is something wrong?"

Wuxin told him kindly: "I'm looking for Li Mengmeng and ask her if she has a new task for me."

Little Ding Mao tilted her head forward and asked, "Xiao Rui, have you seen Li Mengmeng?"

The lead singer Tian Xiaorui took a step forward: "Li Mengmeng and Minister Chen just went out."

Little Dingmao nodded, then waved at Wuxin: "It seems that there is no new task, come in and listen to the song, our publicity team is really unusual. Where is Su Tao? Let her come too. Always running around with a bucket of paste, what's the future?"

Wuxin saw that he couldn't escape, so he had to lead Su Tao into the door. And the little Dingmao seemed to be in good spirits, and said with a smile: "If you can work, you must also be able to play. The combination of work and rest can improve efficiency! Another point is to be calm and calm. No matter the wind and waves, It's better than a stroll in the courtyard. The Red Army has the support of the military region, and we also have the support of the provincial party committee. The good show is coming, everyone will watch it slowly."

Wuxin didn't want to answer at first, but after hesitating for a while, he bent down beside the little Ding Mao: "Comrade Ding, I saw Gu Ji at the back of the building just now. Gu Ji said that he wanted to see you, and he also said that he It's wrong."

Little Ding Mao looked at the large row of 17- or 18-year-old chorus members in front of him, and said with a smile, "Yo, have you learned to intercede for others?"

Wuxin straightened up: "I don't have the face to plead for him, it's just a message."

Little Ding Mao laughed, but clapped his hands to disband the chorus, and he really ordered someone to bring Gu Ji over.

Gu Ji was dragged into the room, with almost no good place from head to toe, shoes were also lost, and his ankles and toes were all red and swollen. The shirt on his body was originally white, but now he was pulled out one by one with the whip. The inside of the opening was bright red, purple and black, with deep and shallow blood scabs. As soon as he looked up and saw the little Ding Mao, he immediately cried. When the people on both sides let go, he knelt on the ground and began to howl, beating his chest and feet.

Little Ding Mao lit a cigarette, blew a smoke ring at him, and informed him of the death of the Gu family by the way. After Gu Ji heard it, he was stunned for a moment, and then continued to cry, calling his mother and grandmother nonsense. He was a scrawny orphan.

Little Ding Mao was unmoved, and while smoking, he said: "I can give you a chance to be guilty and make merit. You are guilty. Your father helped Mr. Hong transport mortars and wanted to bombard the joint commander. Ministry, how sinister the intentions, how vicious the means. As for whether to make meritorious deeds, it depends on your personal performance.”

Gu Ji looked at the little Ding Mao with tears in his eyes, people seemed to be stupid, and he just said: "I have made a contribution, I will make a contribution. I draw a clear line, I am not his son... I and him Fight resolutely and fight to the end..."

Little Dingmao looked at him condescendingly: "Do you dare to let you kill Gu Mingtang?"

Gu Ji shed tears blankly: "Dare...I dare...you forgive me, I dare to do anything..."

Little Ding Mao laughed and ordered Gu Jijia to go away. Before Gu Ji got up, he kowtowed to the little Dingmao. The little Dingmao is his savior, and the little Dingmao holds his life and death in one hand. He had no hatred in his heart, not at all. There is no reason to reason before the Savior, only repentance and gratitude. Being dragged out of the classroom like a dead dog, he knew that he was alive again, and a word from the little Dingmao was worth his own life.

As soon as Gu Ji left, Ding Mao stopped listening to the chorus. Taking everyone to the second floor and back to the office, he asked Su Tao and Wuxin to help Ma Xiuhong copy the documents. A large desk lay across the room, Ma Xiuhong sat at one end, Wuxin and Su Tao sat at the other end, the three of them lowered their heads and wrote silently. The little Dingmao also called Du Ganchuang. A few people formed a circle in a corner of the room, talking in a low voice, pricked up their ears unintentionally, and vaguely heard words such as "Chang'an County", "Arsenal" and "Military Company". At the end of the conversation, Du Ganchuang and Li Zuocheng left together.

That night, Du Ganchuang and Li Zuocheng led a team of thousands secretly out of Wenxian County. They joined the militiamen of various villages along the way, and went straight to the PLA garrison in Chang'an County to grab arms.

Su Tao spent an afternoon copying documents in the office, and was patted on the shoulder and the back of the head countless times by the little Dingmao, making her shiver. Later, under Ma Xiuhong's cold eyes, Xiao Ding Mao bent down on the table next to Su Tao, and asked with close care, "Are you tired?"

Su Tao's hair stood upright in his mouth full of Kudingcha: "I'm not tired."

Little Dingmao smiled: "If you're not tired, can you continue copying at night?"

Su Tao was stunned: "Tired."

Wuxin raised his head: "Comrade Ding, stay away from my lover."

As soon as these words came out, Ma Xiuhong exhaled two pleasant cold breaths from her nostrils. Little Ding Mao was surprised: "Love?"

He nodded sternly and replied: "Yes, sooner or later. When she reaches her age, the two of us will go to register."

Little Ding Mao smiled: "Believe it or not, I made your lover a widow?"

Wu Xin kept silent, lowered his head and continued to write, apparently being restrained by the little Ding Mao. And the little Dingmao stretched out his arms, touched him head-to-head, and laughed a lot in his mouth. Before the laughter stopped, there was a sudden flash of light outside the window, followed by a big explosion. Everyone in the room was startled, and the little Dingmao straightened up and said angrily: "Why the **** did the cannon fire again? Didn't Mr. Hong have no cannonballs?"

Inadvertently, he pulled Su Tao up, turned around with a shout, and rushed out. Su Tao was so frightened that she fled after him with a ballpoint pen in her hand. As soon as the two of them moved, Xiaodingmao and Ma Xiuhong also woke up. Pulling a drawer and taking out a pistol, Dingmao was about to greet Ma Xiuhong, but Ma Xiuhong moved faster, pushing and hugging him out.

After the previous shelling experience, the situation in the building was still orderly at this time, and it was just before the time to wash and rest, so the men and women in the whole building were neatly dressed and ran as they said. Little Dingmao was trying to figure out how to take refuge when another shell fell from the sky and hit the sports equipment room at the back of the building exactly. The fire soared into the sky, and the atmosphere in the building immediately became very tense.

All of the elite soldiers of the alliance went to Chang'an County, and now only Wu Weiguo and Minister Chen are in charge. Minister Chen recently hooked up with Li Mengmeng, and often disappeared. The third shell landed outside a street, bursting into the sky with fire and gunpowder. Everyone ran into the campus, and Wuxin and Su Tao fell behind - they were busy on the third floor, and went back to the room to wrap their food stamps, banknotes, and Bai Liuli, who was dozing off.

The little Dingmao gave the order to retreat to the steel factory, and then got into the jeep and fled quickly. Wuxin and Su Tao ran forward with the crowd. Running and running, a little girl beside her suddenly stood up, and then fell to the ground like cutting a log. Wuxin didn't expect that there would be stray bullets on the street at this time, and quickly pulled Su Tao aside. A recessed brick wall by the side of the road became their shelter. Wuxin hugged Su Tao and shrunk into a ball with all his might. The street is a small street, there are no street lights, and Su Tao was inadvertently formed into a ball, and she was held in his arms as a little girl and a baby girl. Su Tao's breathing was disorderly on his neck, and he heard Su Tao ask himself, "Wuxin, will Hong always come and kill him?"

Wuxin patted her arm: "It's hard to say, it depends on how Wu Weiguo and the others fight back."

Su Tao is very easy to think of death. When she is afraid that she can't stand it, her thinking often jumps directly to the word "death". Raising her arms around Wuxin's neck, she resignedly closed her eyes.

At the same time, Bai Liuli floated in front of Wuxin. Hanging in the night sky and looking around, he seemed to be too lazy to pay attention, and only made a gesture forward. Inadvertently understood, pulled Su Tao up and ran. Running and running, he heard Bai Liuli tell himself: "Turn left at the intersection."

He really turned left. Ten minutes later, Mr. Hong's five trucks drove straight in and passed the intersection under the cover of artillery fire.