Reborn in the red years, I am farming in space

Chapter 369
After the captain of the Wutong brigade sent off the mysterious grain merchant.

Then he raised the lantern in his hand and drew three circles from left to right.

Next, the captain raised the lantern high and stayed there for a while.

Then, from right to left, it turned three more times.

have to say.

These people who have been honed from the previous war years, whether they talk or do things, sometimes they are really mysterious.

If you don't pay attention, it's like the comrades at the underground transportation station, using secret signals to connect.
far away.

Those commune members holding rifles and shoulder poles tightly in their hands saw the safety signal from the captain.

The big guy felt relieved at this moment, let go of his guard, hurriedly took a step, and strode forward
I don't know that these 200 young, well-organized and disciplined young men are in the entire territory of the Red Star Commune.

What else is there to worry about?
Even the stray vole saw so many strong men.

But any female mouse would clench its tail in fright and run away on the spot.
When encountering such a team, even in the old society, those bandits of the little old gentleman saw them.

I'm afraid I have to turn around and run away cursing!

So fucking scary!

They are all young and cool guys, either carrying poles or rifles in their hands, who can afford it?
When the number 200 came, the strong and carefully selected members rushed to the grotto.

The big guys lighted up the torches in their hands, illuminating the inside of this huge grotto as bright as day.

As soon as the commune members saw the precious grain, there was no need for the leader to speak. The big guys started to help each other, hurriedly put them on their shoulder poles, and tied up the sacks full of grain in a hurry.

After a while,

The old branch secretary looked around with satisfaction at the empty grotto that had been moved.

He shouted in a low voice: "Let's go! Remember, even if you sprain your feet or kick a stone on the way, you must never say a word to me!"

A group of people carried heavy sacks.

Like a long snake, they lined up and passed the path leading from the grotto to the main road.

When they were on the main road, everyone took a step forward, carrying food silently, and headed towards the Wutong Brigade where they were at high speed.

hurry away.

There are so many people and there is a lot of movement, even if everyone clenches their teeth and keeps silent.

But the sound made by 400 big feet stepping on the hard road at the same time is really not small.

The more this happened, the more panicked everyone was, for fear of alarming the neighboring production teams.

During this period, it is not uncommon for someone's daughter-in-law to be beautiful. Anyway, not many people have the spare energy to cultivate their own private land.

But if anyone sees so much food, even a little rabbit, I'm afraid they will be jealous.

It was like a quick march, and we walked about three or four miles.

at this time,

In front of everyone's eyes, they could already see countless piles of bonfires lit by the members of the Zhengxing Brigade in front of them in the fields.

That was the team leader Peng Zhikun, following Luo Xuan's suggestion.

Countless members have been organized, and they are using the bonfires at night to eliminate large numbers of locusts.

"Don't say anything, big guy, we're going to part ways soon."

The captain of the Wutong Brigade uttered a low voice, "Everyone shut your mouths tight! This is the territory of the Team Biao Brigade. Those guys are not too easy to mess with."

The captain's voice just fell.

I only heard "Ouch"!
"Puff-"

Among the team members, one of the commune members carrying food slipped.

All of a sudden, people and burdens fell to the ground!
"Clatter".
The two sacks full of grain that he was carrying on his shoulders were cut by sharp stones on the road.

The yellow corn kernels were scattered all over the ground in an instant.

It doesn't matter if this commune member falls down, the other commune members who are carrying food behind him trip over him unexpectedly!
The third member behind the loser reacted quickly, carrying the burden and hurried to the side!
This did not cause a domino effect.

Previously, due to the need for confidentiality.

In this group of people, all the torches were forcibly snuffed out.

Only the captain held a lantern to illuminate the big guys.

In the hazy moonlight, the road looks like a white stretch.

Nearly 200 members, relying on such a little glimmer of light in front of them, groped all the way forward and hurried forward.

Every man's shoulders carry about 200 catties of food.

While the big guy wanted to move forward in the dark, he didn't dare to shout a chant to relieve his fatigue, and at the same time he wanted to walk steadily and quickly.

In order to keep up with everyone's pace.

Marching in the dark, only with the same pace can avoid tripping the companions behind or bumping into members of the front.

One can imagine the difficulty of such a journey.

One of the members had an accident in the middle, that was expected
"Damn! Who told you to keep silent?"

The captain cursed, but didn't finish speaking.

I only heard the sound of pulling the bolt of the gun at the fork in the main road, "Who are these people in front? Stop!"

The branch secretary thought to himself: No!

Quickly holding the shell gun, he jumped over the crowd and rushed to the fork in the road first.

He yelled in a low voice: "Comrade militiamen, don't shoot! We are all passing by."

"People passing by?"

The other party snorted coldly, "It's the middle of the night, I see you are a huge crowd, there may be hundreds of people, right?

Honestly, what do you guys do?

Which brigade is it from?Why not go back to the production team to help eliminate the locusts.But at this point in time, the group ran out for a stroll? "

When the branch secretary spoke just now, his accent was exactly the same as that of the other party.

Therefore,
The militia captain of the regiment brigade immediately recognized that the opponents were also locals.

Hence the question.

The branch secretary replied, "We belong to the brigade at the back. Tonight, we were appointed by the village cadres to go to the commune and pick up some bentonite to go back."

The brigade behind the road?

When the militia captain of the regiment brigade heard this, he immediately felt like he was being tricked: Damn it!
Follow the road and go straight ahead?

Then you have to pass by countless brigades?
If you keep going like this, you can pass through several counties!

Just now when the party secretary answered this way, what he said was equivalent to nothing!

The militia captain of the regimental standard brigade suppressed the anger in his heart,

He said coldly: "You need to use sacks to transport the Guanyin soil? And the Guanyin soil in your house is golden yellow?"

Secretary Zhi was not very good at lying, so when he was asked by the other party, he was immediately speechless.

In the end, the captain stood up and said to the militia captain: "I said, comrade, why are you so wordy?
We have travel notes, and we are serious members of the nearby production team.

I'm afraid there is no need to report to you as members of our production team work? "

"Crash-"

The militia captain of the regiment standard brigade pointed his rifle at the captain and yelled, "Stand back! I'll find out what your origins are. I'll find out later.

Now you stand back from me, don't move forward!Otherwise, I will."

The captain snorted coldly: "What about you? Do you dare to shoot us innocent people?"

said,

The captain and the branch secretary loaded the cannonballs in their hands at the same time!

When the militia captain heard this voice, his heart couldn't help but jump!
The captain of the militia is all too familiar with the unique sound of the shell gun and the sound of the bullet being loaded:
Each brigade branch secretary and brigade leader are allotted with a discarded shell gun.

On weekdays, the captain of the militia would occasionally play with the shell guns of their brigade cadres a few times.

now,

The captain of the militia heard the sound of the other party pushing the bullet into the chamber, how could he not understand: this group of people in front of them are not bad at their hands!

Moreover, the captain of the militia felt that they should indeed be members of a certain brigade nearby.

only,
Now that the militia captain, he has no room to back down!

Just because just now,
When the sack of grain had just been spilled on the ground, the lantern in the captain's hand had not yet been extinguished.

Just in that split second.

The captain of the militia on duty, and his companions, have been surprised to find that what these people are carrying is actually the food that everyone loves!
at this period.

Yellow corn kernels are more attractive than yellow gold.

When the captain of the militia saw the number of opponents, he couldn't figure out the origin of the opponent for a while.

That's why he pulled the bolt of the gun to embolden himself.

Then kick my companion, let him go back to the brigade to shake people, and call people to come to support.
The captain of the militia held his gun, maintaining a shooting posture that he would pull the trigger and shoot at any time.

The food that exudes bursts of charming aroma!

Even if the other party is indeed a cadre of a nearby production brigade.

The militia captain of the regiment brigade is also unwilling to back down even half a step!
It is said that hunting in Pingshan is good for those who see it.

If left in the past.

Those corrupt officials in the old society will still pluck their feathers!

There are so many bags of grain in front of him, passing in front of him.

How could the militia captain not want to get back some life-saving food for his production team?
One side wanted to grab some food, while the other was in a hurry.

Neither side is willing to back down.

For a moment, the two gangs were deadlocked in place.But it's not an option to keep going on like this.

The advantage of time is not on the side of Wutong Brigade.

When a large number of commune members from the group standard brigade arrived, the situation on the scene would immediately reverse.

under compulsion.

The branch secretary of the Wutong Brigade closed the safety of the shell gun in his hand.

Then he said to the militia captain, "Comrade, let me tell you the truth! We are members of the production team behind.

Now, we have got some food for resale, and we are about to transport it back to the storage room of our brigade.

What do you mean by blocking us like this? "

The captain of the militia knew the other party, and he was definitely not an outsider who ran around for no reason.

heard,

He also put down his rifle and said, "It's not just your brigade who are short of food now. Can't you guess what I mean?"

Captain Wutong snorted coldly: "Just tell me, what exactly do you mean?"

The regiment militia captain also snorted coldly: "How can I have a few meanings? I have only one meaning, and you should understand what I mean!
I mean, it's best if you mean it, everyone is confused, and it's over.If this stalemate continues, it will be really boring. "

According to the militia captain's thinking: if he can get a little expression from the other party, the matter will be over.

If the other party really doesn't give it, I actually have nothing to do with them.

After all, organized discipline is there!
Who dares to really mess around?
"Okay then! How about giving you 200 catties of corn?"

The branch secretary pondered for a while, and then agreed to the conditions of the militia captain.

After all, this is on the territory of the group standard brigade.In less than half an hour, all the members of the family rushed over.

When the time comes, I will be like a cat scratching the slime. I can't get rid of its claws!

The branch secretary has already opened his mouth and promised to give someone a sack, that is, 200 catties of corn.

But Captain Wutong felt in his heart that the other party would not be able to, so he agreed to this condition so easily, right?

After all, there are so many members of the commune behind him, and what they carry on their shoulders is tens of thousands of catties of grain!
It is said that geese have been plucked, but how can there be any reason to let the other go by plucking only one leg hair?
Didn't think so.

As soon as the old party secretary finished speaking, the captain of the militia on the opposite side cheered, "Okay, I think your comrade is quite refreshing.

Since you are free and easy, let's do the same!

You guys go, just drop that bag of corn on the ground, and let it belong to our brigade.Hurry up and go!Let's pretend we didn't see what happened tonight. "

said,

The captain of the militia turned around and greeted his comrades behind him: "Silly boy, hurry up and pull some grass.

Knead it into a simple broom, ready to clean up the pile of grain on the road, be careful, don’t waste a single grain.”

"go!"

See things done,
The captain of the Wutong Brigade immediately gave an order: "Pass quickly, and go back to our brigade!"

Following the captain's stern shout.

The commune members who had been anxious and still standing on the sidelines cheered, and put the poles on their shoulders one after another!
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"s, 200 members passed through the fork in the road, and disappeared in a hurry.
The two gangs were deadlocked at this fork in the road for about 20 minutes.

During the whole process, neither side lit the torches in their hands.

It's just because there is a tacit understanding in each other's hearts: everyone knows that these grains may not come easily.

And it is not suitable to display under the light.

If someone is foolish enough to light the torch in his hand, wait until both of them can clearly see who they are.
Things have come to this point.

The two parties involved in the confrontation can't step down at all!
Then you can only wait, tear your face completely, and then fight!

At the end of the commune, when the leaders of the commune arrived, there must have been a "crack bang bang"!
Play 50 large boards on each side.

By that time.

Needless to say, in the end everyone has nothing to eat
(End of this chapter)