The camp is located in a mountain. There is not a single pedestrian or a sound on the rugged road. It is so quiet that it makes people feel a little scared.
Hu Fei stood on the road for a moment. The cold wind rolled up yellow sand and rushed towards him. He stretched out his hand to wipe away the sand and dust in front of his eyes. He immediately made a decision to climb the mountain and take a small road, otherwise he would not be able to catch the evening train.
Hu Fei is already familiar with this generation of mountains. He leads the soldiers in exercises, training, exercises, etc. all year round regardless of wind or rain, ice or snow. He does not know how many times he has climbed them. Although
I can’t say that I know how many rocks there are in any place, but I do remember that the terrain in some places is difficult.
The continuous mountain range in this area is called the Luofeng Mountains. There are very few residents living here. The occasional minority are people from small ethnic groups. They are accustomed to the mountains here. They were born here, grew up here, and died here.
Hu Fei once talked with a fellow Yi nationality living in the mountains. They did not like the busy and tense life in the city. He would rather grow potatoes on the mountains, produce and sell them himself, and occasionally go down the mountain to buy some salt and other necessities.
They have been accustomed to this lazy and idle lifestyle in the eyes of outsiders for generations.
He didn't understand what the fellow Yi people said, just like Hu Fei couldn't figure out why his father had to become an official himself. After his father learned about his change of career, he was already busy at home, dating, and
He was busy looking for connections, which made Hu Fei feel a little sad when he thought of his father.
After climbing a mountain peak, Hu Fei took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it and took a puff. When he looked back, he saw that the camp had long since disappeared. There were only waves of mountain wind howling in his ears, which revealed the sadness in his heart.
Farewell, my dear comrade-in-arms, farewell to my military career.
After smoking a cigarette, Hu Fei regained some energy and began to go down the mountain. After going down the mountain, through the valley, there was a road leading to the county seat.
Hu Fei raised his head and looked to the east. The east was bright red, and the clouds were intertwined in layers. He tried to wrap up the red sun in it, but he still couldn't hide the redness in the clouds.
The cold wind seemed to be moved at this moment, and slowly disappeared. The breeze brought a coolness, and there were a few faint calls along the wind. Hu Fei was stunned, and listened carefully for a while with his ears wide open. Sure enough, there was a faint sound.
The cry for help came, and it seemed to be mixed with the cry of a woman.
With a strong step under his feet, Hu Fei flew towards the mountainside and jumped down. At this moment, he no longer cared about conserving energy. The effect of years of training was highlighted at this time.
Hu Fei slid down the slope with his luggage bag on his back. From a distance, he could see a house at the foot of the mountain and halfway up the mountain. The courtyard door was wide open. He threw the luggage bag on his back and leaned over to pick up a piece.
The stone was touched quickly and quietly.
Several men's howls came from the yard, and another voice shouted: "Boss, hurry up, hurry up, I want to feel good too!"
Hu Fei slowly pressed himself against the door and looked inside through the crack in the door. He saw a young man as skinny as a monkey standing under the eaves, looking into the room and stamping his feet to urge him inside.
The woman seemed to have cried hoarsely, and occasionally a sob could be heard.
"F*ck, I haven't seen you in such a good mood, don't worry I'll have some fun for you!"
There was a loud shout in the room, and then there was a sound of heavy breathing. Hu Fei's heart skipped a beat for no reason. No matter how stupid he was, he understood what was happening in the room. He released his right hand and gently put down the stone, and his body flashed deftly.
, dodged into the yard and rushed over.
The young man, who was as skinny as a monkey, was lying by the window looking into the room. He suddenly felt someone approaching. Before he could turn around, a big hand came over like lightning and pinched him.
His throat lifted him up, and his legs kicked wildly. He wanted to scream, but he only felt that his throat was clamped by a pair of steel pliers, and he could no longer make any sound. His head tilted and he fainted.
Hu Fei gently put the unconscious guy on the ground, leaned over and grabbed a wooden stick and rushed in. As soon as he rushed into the main room, he smelled a faint smell of blood in his nose. His heart was shocked and he kicked the side.
The bedroom door burst in.
At the door of the bedroom, a little girl was lying on the ground. The blood on her head had condensed. The incandescent lamp on the roof gave off a faint light. A woman was lying on the bed with her hair disheveled. A stout man with a beard
He was crawling and doing exercises crazily, breathing heavily.
The strong man did not stop when he saw Hu Fei rushing in, but worked harder. His eyes radiated with a fanatical light, and a slight roar came from his throat.
Hu Fei was furious, raised the wooden stick in his hand and swept it away with all his strength. He had practiced martial arts with his grandfather at home since he was a child. After the college entrance examination, he entered the military academy and learned a hard qigong from an instructor who had returned from the Vietnam War. This blow gave him all his strength.
With all his strength, the power was so huge that a loud "bang!" was heard.
The wooden stick hit the strong man's head, instantly breaking into two pieces. A stream of blood spurted out, and the strong man was swept backwards.
The strong man hit the ground heavily. Hu Fei pressed his feet harder, and his whole body jumped forward in an instant. His left hand reached forward like lightning, grabbed his neck, and raised his right hand high to slap him.
"Soldier, let me go, I still have two hundred thousand cash in the bag outside!" The strong man hadn't fainted yet. He grabbed Hu Fei's left hand with his fat hands and tried to take his hand away. He could no longer breathe.
He was angry. Just now, he felt a little unfair. If he hadn't been having fun, how could he care about such a skinny boy? But now he was completely convinced. This boy's hands were like steel pliers, clamping down on his body.
Neck, as long as it takes another minute, he will die.
"Go to hell."
Hu Fei roared angrily, raised his right hand high and slapped it hard, beating the strong man into a pig's head in an instant. Unfortunately, the guy had passed out and could not feel the pain!
Letting go of his hand, Hu Fei turned around and saw the woman lying motionless on the bed, naked.
Under the darkness, a patch of mud shimmered in the dim light.
"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, let me take a look at the child first."
Hu Fei reached out and picked up the quilt that had fallen to the ground, covered the woman, then walked to the door and stretched out his hand under the little girl's nose. He breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and found a rope to tie up the unconscious girl.
The strong man tied him up and threw him into the yard.
Dust scattered all over the floor.
Hu Fei raised his head and saw that in the distant east of the sky, the sun was about to come out, dyeing the layers of white clouds blood red.