Even during the Republic of China, caravans were very common organizations, especially in areas with inconvenient transportation such as the northwest, southwest, and northeast. They each had their own characteristics. Generally, the northwest caravans were the most armed, and the northeastern caravans were the most common ones here.
The other side is relatively weak. This is probably because although there are many bandits in the Northeast, they always adhere to the rules on the road. As long as the caravan does not break the rules, the bandits usually do not break the rules either, and both parties can live together.
After resting in Erlang Cave, the caravan went out to chop some dry firewood, lit a bonfire in the cave and gathered together to roast dry food, and fetched snow on the spot to boil water.
Three horsemen were injured. The people in the caravan helped each other and carefully transported them to the cave to take care of them. Lao Jintou and a man named Yang Sangui took care of the wounded together. They were quite experienced and were not very panicked. They also used hot water
Clean the wound.
After a few glances, I felt that their method was not very good. Song Biao took out a first aid box from the captured trophies of the Japanese and Russian troops and walked over. He was too intimidating. As soon as he walked over, everyone was stunned.
They suddenly dispersed in shock.
Song Biao didn't explain much. He put the gun on his shoulder and carefully checked the injuries of the three people.
Two people were injured by landmines, and one of them had his ribs broken by a falling horse and cargo. The situation was more complicated. The third person was hit in the inner thigh by a Japanese Type 30 rifle and almost died.
His life was cut off, but fortunately the amount of bleeding was not large.
The two people injured by the landmine were too complex and difficult to deal with under the current circumstances. Song Biao decided to treat the gunshot wounds first, so he took out his bayonet and cut open his trousers to examine the wounds carefully.
The Thirty Rifle is the predecessor of the 38 Rifle, with a 6.5mm caliber. It still uses round-nose bullets. It has a straight trajectory, high shooting accuracy, low lethality, high penetration, and can easily penetrate the opponent's body.
After Song Biao used a flashlight to illuminate the wound, he pressed it with cotton gauze and asked the young man who suffered a gunshot wound, "What is it called?"
The young man gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and stammered: "Li Dayun!"
Song Biao sneered and said: "You are really lucky. The warhead penetrated the muscle and did not cause large-scale trauma. He will not die. Bear with it, I will disinfect you with alcohol. If you caravans
If you have gold wound medicine, bring out some. If not, I will use Little Japan's styptic powder."
Li Dayun didn't know what disinfection was, so he just watched. Lao Jintou found a paper bag from his carry-on bag and handed it to Song Biao: "Master Shan, this is my family's ancestral gold medicine!"
Caravan leaders usually have this kind of stuff, and the effects vary. The really safe choice is obviously the old recipe from Tongrentang, but the price is a bit high, so it may not be available.
Little Japan's first aid kit contained a small bottle of medical alcohol, as well as iodine, as well as sutures, curved needles and other small surgical tools. After Song Biao used alcohol to wash his hands and disinfect them, he then used iodine to disinfect Li Dayun's wounds, and then made a
Song Biao had never performed a minor surgical operation such as suturing wounds before. He basically used Li Dayun as a white rabbit and simply sutured two stitches, and then continued to disinfect with iodine.
Because there was not much bleeding from the wound, Song Biao did not use Lao Jintou's ancestral gold healing medicine, but only used Xiao Nippon's styptic powder, and finally wrapped the wound with a bandage.
After doing all this, he said to Li Dayun: "Okay, the weather is so cold, it is not easy to get infected. Just keep disinfecting with iodine for the past few days, and it will be almost recovered in half a month."
Li Dayun thanked him very happily: "Thank you very much, Mr. Song Shan, you saved my life, but the few needles just made me hurt so much!"
Song Biao said: "It's not a big wound, but it was penetrated by a bullet. It will be difficult to recover without suturing."
After he finished speaking, Lao Jintou hurriedly said: "Master Songshan, please treat our father and son, Lao Guotou and Erdong, quickly. I see that they are in severe pain. I'm afraid they won't last long!"
Because the wounded were all placed next to the fire, Song Biao had already seen them clearly, and the other two were really beyond his ability to handle, but he still wanted to help, so he walked over with the first aid kit.
Depending on the situation, the father and son were leading several horses together. When they were panicking, one of the horses stepped on a landmine, which hit two people at the same time. One horse fell down with both people and cargo, and a weight of five to six hundred kilograms fell on his son Guo Erdong.
, let alone being injured by the explosion, even normal people cannot support such a heavy weight.
When he arrived at Guo Erdong's side, he pressed the opponent's abdomen slightly. It was already as hard as an iron plate, indicating that the internal bleeding was very serious. Even if he was directly transported to the best hospital, he might not be able to save his life.
He could only ignore it for the time being and take a closer look at Old Guotou's injuries. The old man was injured on the left half of his body. He was still unconscious and kept shaking his head in a muddle.
After a short inspection, he found that Lao Guotou's whole body was hot and he had started to have a fever. This phenomenon was difficult for him to explain, because the weather would not cause inflammation in such a short period of time.
Although he felt that he could not save these two people at all, he still treated Lao Guotou's wounds as much as possible. He took out all the broken armor fragments from more than a dozen wounds and sutured them all. It was considered a surgeon's experience.
To avoid addiction, practice emergency suturing techniques.
Song Biao worked very carefully and tried his best to clean and disinfect all the wounds. Many people from the caravan gathered around to watch. Everyone knew that Guo Erdong's situation was more urgent, but no one dared to rush Song Biao.
During this process, Guo Erdong was almost rolling on the ground in pain. Several young men followed Song Biao's instructions and temporarily pressed down on his limbs to prevent him from moving.
Unable to bear it any longer, Zhao Tingzhu and Song Biao persuaded him: "Master Song Shan, can you help Er Dongzi take a look?"
Song Biao glanced at Guo Erdong coldly, and didn't want to look any more. He continued to turn his head and calmly cleaned the old man's wound, and said: "The internal bleeding is too severe. If it is not treated, you can live for a while longer. If you really want to deal with it, you will have to open the abdomen."
Check the intestines and stomach with the diaphragm, and it may not be sutured. Not to mention that the sterilization conditions are not standard enough. The suturing of external wounds and the suturing of internal organs are two different concepts. I am not a professional surgeon. Whether I can save this old man is a question!
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Hearing this, the guys in the caravan couldn't help crying and feeling very sad.
After treating all the big wounds on Old Guo Tou, Song Biao continued to take care of the six Russian soldiers. He noticed that there was a tall Russian soldier among them who was a non-commissioned officer, probably with the rank of second lieutenant, and was wearing a tulup style black with white seams.
He wore a velvet army coat and held a lever-action Winchester repeating rifle, which left a deep impression on Song Biao.
This impression does not come from the opponent's combat prowess, but from the gorgeousness and uniqueness of the opponent's military uniforms.
The wound of the Russian second lieutenant was similar to that of Li Dayun, except that it was located on the shoulder and was also shot through. It was basically a very common injury caused by a Type 30 rifle. Just like the 5.8mm caliber bullet used in China, too high penetration can lead to
Insufficient lethality to cause larger-scale wounds in muscle tissue.
The significance of our use of 5.8mm high-penetration bullets is to target the bulletproof clothing of the US military, Japanese army, and Korean army, because these are our main opponents. Their infantry is well equipped and everyone wears bulletproof vests. Ordinary bullets are not effective against them.
As for the Indian army and the Vietnamese army, the bullets they use are not the same.
Just when Song Biao was treating the wound of the Russian second lieutenant, Guo Erdong died suddenly. Such severe internal bleeding was beyond the scope of training Song Biao received in the army.
Throughout the night, Song Biao acted as a military doctor, suturing and disinfecting everyone's wounds. There were not many big wounds on the caravan's side, but many small wounds, which needed to be treated one by one.
After working for several hours, Song Biao was already hungry, and the caravan was in a low mood because of the death of a boy. They all sat silently by the fire and ate dry food.
Song Biao found a quiet place to sit down and took out a box of high-calorie chocolates for his dinner.
The high-calorie chocolate supplied by the military is specially provided to technicians working night shifts, etc. It is a nutritious food. It contains vitamin C, peanuts, sesame seeds and walnut minced. It is crushed and compressed, high in heat and oil.
Lao Jintou walked to Song Biao and sat down with his hands behind his back. He took out a dry cigarette from the bag on his waist, stuffed it with shredded tobacco, took two puffs, and said to Song Biao thoughtfully: "Master Biao."
, I really want to thank you this time, you are an expert, even a horse racing gang like us is not qualified to make friends like you, but I still want to say a few words that I shouldn’t say!"
Song Biao continued to eat his high-end chocolate and said: "Okay, you tell me!"
Lao Jintou said: "Master Biao, we have been running the caravan for most of our lives, and we have never seen a more ruthless master than you. We know that you are wary of us caravans, but actually, don't worry about it.
, this product does not belong to us, and we cannot offend a person like you. As long as you take the product under the banner of the mountain master, we will consider it unlucky and go through this trip in vain. The reason why we want to save the Russians
I just want to leave a certificate. I am very grateful to you for your kindness. But having said that, it is not easy to get the Japanese to keep an eye on this batch of goods. Although in Northeast China, as long as there are
Guns, no matter how many people there are, can pull up a team, but right now, I guess you are probably just a bare-bones gentleman. You have guns, no one, and no hills of your own. Otherwise, you wouldn’t come to Niujiapuzi’s territory to rob it.
Work. Mr. Liu from Niujiapuzi is a real big mountain master in this area. He is known as Liu Tongpao. He occupies the copper mine and has more than a dozen home-made copper cannons, about 300 men, and more than a hundred foreign guns.
, if he gets wind of your batch of goods, something might happen. At least you are fighting for survival on his territory and are not being unreasonable."
Song Biao hummed, but didn't take it seriously.
Seeing that he was silent, Lao Jintou continued: "Master Biao, our caravan has its own path and rules. Since it was you who robbed the goods, whether you robbed them from the Japanese or the Russians, we
The caravan is only responsible for delivering goods to the employer. You choose a serious hilltop location and we will deliver it to you. Please be a favor and let us leave with the cavalry. This matter will be considered settled. We will encounter each other in the future.
Friends on the road, I will send you a message to let everyone know about your ability. Anyone who passes by your area will pay you the cost of buying the road. The specific amount is your business. Some mountain masters guard the only way.
If you raise more people and horses, you will naturally get more. Three horses and one silver dollar are enough. Some mountain masters raise few people and horses. They guard those remote areas. There are not many merchants and caravans coming and going. Five horses and one silver dollar are enough.
It’s an indispensable matter. You have to make a clear break with me. I’ve fallen into trouble at your hands, and I need to have an explanation when I go out.”
Song Biao continued to hum, still not in a hurry to answer.
Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, he must not have thought clearly in his mind, so Lao Jintou persuaded him again: "Master Biao, actually I, Lao Jintou, have an idea. The quantity of this batch of goods is too big. If you don't think it's shabby, actually,
You can take these goods to Liu Tongpao, and you might be able to find a position. Liu Tongpao is famous for having a lot of money but few people, so relying on those Tongpao to look after homes and homes is a good place. If you don't like it,
Han Han, I also know a few buyers in Fengtian. They are all from different walks of life. Anyone wants the goods, and the price is definitely not an issue. You have been extremely kind to our caravan, so I still want to say something that I shouldn’t have said, which can be regarded as an advice to you.
In other words, you are still young and have a long time to come, so just take it as it comes!"
Song Biao chuckled. He knew that Lao Jintou saw that he didn't understand many rules, so he gave him roundabout instructions for this newly minted little bandit, and also gave him some advice. After all, it was such a big deal.
It's not easy to deal with.
I'm afraid Lao Jintou has no idea how much this batch of goods contains. The Russians won't tell him, and Song Biao doesn't even know. Not to mention the quantity of this batch of goods, Song Biao just bought the goods from Japanese soldiers and Russian soldiers.
The loot captured in your hands can be used to arm a large bandit team.
Lao Jintou has already reminded this. The largest hill nearby is Liu Tongpao in Niujiabao, with more than a dozen native cannons, about a hundred guns, and about three hundred men.
Song Biao thought for a moment and suddenly remembered that there was a pack of soft Chinese in his trouser pocket. He didn't know whether it was crushed or not, so he took out Tao, pulled out the pack of cigarettes, kept one to smoke, and asked Lao Jintou to distribute the others to the caravan.
people.
After thinking for a moment, Song Biao suddenly had an idea, and asked Lao Jintou, who had just sat back after finishing his cigarette, "If you think that I am a bad guy, you can bring someone to work with me. Let's do it now."
If you want guns and money, what are you afraid of? If you really encounter something, you can rest assured that I can help you. I won't let you go into battle for things like charging and killing the enemy. In other words,
I don’t want to be a bad guy either. After this period of time, I just want to find an official position. Even if you really follow me, you won’t always be a bandit.”
Lao Jintou was shocked, and then he realized that Song Shanye's foreign cigarettes were not easy to smoke. He hurriedly said: "Shan Master, this business has its own rules and regulations, and each has its own rules. You can't pull my troops.
.We caravans are all legitimate people with families and small children, and we hope to make a living through this business to support our families."
Song Biao sneered unconvinced. He didn't believe that none of the forty people in the caravan wanted to be a mountain master with a foreign gun. As long as he could recruit four or five people, he could survive for now.
He simply stood up holding the Zero 3 rifle in his hand, and shouted directly to the caravan members very fiercely: "All I have is a gun. As long as you are willing to follow me, I will never let you suffer, no matter what."
Whether they are Russians or Japanese, as long as they are targeted by me, they can be killed. If one day I no longer want to do it, we will split up and each will take the money and leave, and I won’t treat you badly!"
The forty or so people in the caravan were stunned when they heard this, and no one knew what to do for a moment.
Lao Jin was so anxious that he almost wanted to smash Song Biao to death with a wooden stick, but even if he was given the courage to do so, he would not dare to do such a thing. He would not even dare to fart. He would just look at it stupidly.
With everyone.
Song Biao glanced around and saw that no one was willing to stand up. He immediately walked over and threw the cloth bag with silver rubles on the ground and said: "Follow me. If you have money, give money, if you have gold, give gold. Let's not do it."
You can still make a fortune by robbing families and homes!"
Only when real money and silver are thrown out can it be considered serious.
The bandits in the Northeast at this time were just like the urban management a century later. Some were good and some were bad, some were big and some were small. They had a bad reputation, but they definitely had no worries about their livelihood, no worries about the imperial court sending troops to suppress them, and they would not be bullied by others.
A tall, dark-skinned young man with a strong physique immediately walked out of the crowd. He said loudly and aggressively: "Master Biao, as long as you give me a gun, we will follow you!"
Song Biao laughed and said: "Okay, Master Biao will give you a rifle and a pistol. You can choose the best and latest one."
As he spoke, Song Biao personally kicked the pile of rifles and picked out a nearly brand-new Mosin Nagant m1891 rifle. He first threw it to the dark-skinned young man, and then found a rifle with a fine leather holster.
took the Nagant revolver and said: "This is yours too!"
The dark-skinned young man seemed to be no stranger to rifles. He pulled the bolt of the rifle and shouted excitedly to the other caravan brothers: "Brothers, what a gun! Why are you so cowardly? As long as we have it in our hands."
We are still afraid of letting go of our guns. If we encounter those little Japanese thugs again, we will fight with them to avenge Er Dongzi and Lao Guo Tou. Our Mr. Guo has treated you well over the years, and you are all so fucking pissed off.
No sex at all?”
Upon hearing this, more than a dozen caravan men stood up with cheers. Finally, like men, they all pulled off their dog-skin hats and shouted to Song Biao: "Master Biao, all our brothers have followed you."
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"good!"
Song Biao agreed immediately, picked out a good gun for a man when he came, and sent out twelve Mosin-Nagant rifles in one breath, recruiting thirteen brothers in succession.
Lao Jintou was greatly surprised and looked at everyone speechless.
At this moment, Zhao Tingzhu suddenly stood up, stepped forward and clasped fists with Song Biao and asked: "Master Biao, we also want to follow you!"
Song Biao smiled enthusiastically and said, "Okay, I want someone like you."
Seeing that these people had the consciousness to attack Little Japan, he said to other brothers: "Brothers, Little Japan has taken a lot of indemnity from us, made enough profits, occupied our Taiwan Province, and now wants to attack Northeast China.
, we just want to kill little Japan to take revenge, if you have the guts, then do it with me!"
The caravan brothers who had received the guns seemed to straighten up at this moment. They were excited and replied one after another: "Master, if we follow you, we will kill little Japan to avenge him."
Zhao Tingzhu also cupped his fists to greet Song Biao again and said: "Master Biao, of course we have the courage. From today on, we are your Master Biao's people!"
At this time, Li Dayun, who was lying on the felt, also said: "Master Biao, brother, I also want to follow you. I was fucked up by the little Japanese and almost lost the guy who spread the incense. I must take this revenge."
Please give me a foreign gun too!"
Hearing this, the brothers burst out laughing.
Song Biao also gave a long laugh, picked up a Mosin Nagant rifle from the ground with his feet and kicked it to Li Dayun, saying: "I'll give you the gun. When you recover from your injury, I will take you to kill those dwarfs."
them!"
In just a short time, there were already fifteen people including Zhao Tingzhu and Li Dayun who wanted to work with Song Biao. They were all young and vigorous young men. The brothers of the horse racing gang traveled all over the country. They were well-informed, hardworking and hardworking. They were all from the mountains and forests.
As long as you can practice fast legs, you will be a good soldier.
Song Biao was very happy. He now has a large number of guns and ammunition, and even Maxim heavy machine guns, but he is short of people. If he can really recruit enough people and train them a little, he really wants to lead a team of people to the battlefield right away.
Find a fight with the Japanese and make a fortune during the Russo-Japanese War.
Let's talk about the Russo-Japanese War. Although the Manchu and Qing Dynasty wisely maintained outside neutrality, there were really many bandits outside the border who followed the Russians and Japanese on the battlefield, especially Japan who bribed the most. Japan was so
The war launched in the name of "defending China's territorial integrity" naturally gained the upper hand in the public opinion in Guandong, and also had the secret support of the Manchu and Qing court and officials from all parties. They recruited a large number of armed bandits in the Northeast and were scattered throughout most of the Northeast.
, did a lot of bad things to the Russians’ logistical supplies.
Although Tsarist Russia was not a good thing and was a hundred times more hateful than Japan at this time, Song Biao would not help the Japanese even if he chopped off his own head. He would rather kill little Japan first and then find a way to kill Tsarist Russia later.
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