Red Crossing Chapter 10

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Section 1: The Company Commander's Man About half an hour later, Company Commander Pang Qionghua arrived, but Liang Hongmei was nowhere to be seen. Pang Qionghua said to Xiao Hu, "We've already released your father from the Red Guard's cell. Sister Hong was afraid that Committee Member Hu would find out and come demanding his release, so she personally led several female soldiers to escort your father back to our quarters overnight. I also picked up your second sister, Pang Xinghua, from Old Man Li's house; she met your father. Your father was worried that your mother would be anxious waiting at home, so he sent your second sister back to Pangjia Village to report the news. I wasn't comfortable letting her go alone, so I sent two female soldiers to escort her." Pang Xiao Hu grabbed Pang Qionghua's arm and said gratefully, "That's wonderful, thank you, Sister." Pang Qionghua smiled and said, "Don't mention it. You're not only my brother, but also a benefactor to all of us." She continued, "It's too late today. Stay here for the night, and tomorrow I'll take you to our Special Service Company's base. Then you can see your father." At this moment, a female soldier entered from outside and brought Company Commander Pang a hot meal. Pang Qionghua invited Xiaohu to eat with her, but Xiaohu said he had just eaten and wasn't hungry. She didn't stand on ceremony and picked up her bowl to eat, finishing her meal quickly. Just then, two more female soldiers entered, carrying in a large bucket of hot water. They put the bucket down, cleared the table, and left, one of them closing the door behind her. Pang Qionghua said, "I've been busy all day and I'm covered in sweat. I'd like to wash myself. Xiaohu, would you like to wash too?" Xiaohu quickly shook his head, saying, "No, no." Pang Qionghua smiled and then asked, "How about I help you wash?" Xiaohu blushed and said, "How could I? You wash slowly, I'll wait for you outside." He started to walk towards the door, but Pang Qionghua easily pulled him back and made him sit on the bed. She looked him in the eyes and said domineeringly, "If you respect me, then sit here and talk to me! I've been through wind and rain, water and fire since I was a child, I'm not afraid of life or death, and I won't be embarrassed to bathe in front of a man." Xiao Hu replied, "Okay. Then I'll respectfully accept your offer." He stared at Pang Qionghua with wide eyes, his gaze no longer daring to waver. Pang Qionghua smiled and said, "That's more like it." Then she began to take off her clothes, and soon she was completely naked. Xiao Hu stared in astonishment, his eyes glued to her body. Pang Qionghua's body was covered with hundreds of scars, large and small, from head to toe; it was almost impossible to find a single unscathed spot. As she washed her body with hot water, she casually asked Xiaohu, "How is it, Xiaohu? Isn't my body beautiful?" Xiaohu swallowed hard and replied, "Beautiful! Beautiful!" Sister Hei Ying's body was indeed beautiful, but it was a completely different kind of beauty—a wild beauty Xiaohu had never seen before. She had a large frame, rough skin, and well-developed muscles; one could immediately tell she possessed great explosive power. Her breasts, buttocks, and thighs were extremely firm. As for the scars, they were like armor on a warrior's body and medals on a general's chest, seemingly adding to her physical allure and beauty. Xiaohu tried hard to search his memories: in his later life, he seemed to have never been close to a woman like Sister Hei Ying. The Chinese society he transmigrated to, while materially advanced, was a society repeatedly corrupted by power and profit, thoroughly polluted by falsehood and greed. There would be no space for a woman like Sister Hei Ying to exist there. But why did he feel a sense of familiarity with her body? He finally remembered. Pang Qionghua's figure was somewhat similar to that of a female tennis player named Wilson, an African American. Both of them were women brimming with wildness and strength. Xiao Hu wasn't a die-hard tennis fan, but whenever Wilson played a match on TV, he would watch for hours until the entire match ended. Back then, he was just a primary school student and completely unaware that he was attracted to Wilson's strong and sexy body. Wilson's flaw was that her face was rather unattractive, almost like a gorilla's. Although Pang Qionghua had a long and wide scar on her face, she looked much more pleasing to the eye than Wilson. She washed her body with a damp towel, and her energetic movements quickly aroused Xiao Hu's lust. Gradually, his breathing became heavy, as if a fire was burning in his chest, and his penis hardened and stood erect. He stammered, "Sister, I...I want to shower with you..." Pang Qionghua replied heartily, "Haha, what are you waiting for? Come on!" Xiao Hu quickly broke free of his clothes and pounced naked towards Pang Qionghua. Pang Qionghua opened her strong arms and caught him, holding him tightly in her embrace. Xiao Hu pressed himself against his beloved Sister Hei Ying's hot body and began licking the scars on her skin. With each lick, she let out a low growl, like a lioness in heat. Pang Qionghua stroked Xiao Hu's body with her slightly rough hands, a tender feeling rising in her heart. Ever since Xiao Hu saved the seriously injured Sister Hong, his voice and smile had remained in her heart. Back when they were bandits, she, the leader, had always been chivalrous, righteous, and clear about right and wrong. She was bold and affectionate with men, and among those she had intimate relationships with were illiterate street urchins and refined, handsome young men. But Pang Qionghua had never met anyone like Pang Xiaohu. He was exceptionally intelligent, seemingly capable of everything and unfazed by anything. He looked like a child, yet acted decisively, displaying a manly spirit. Pang Qionghua felt an innate closeness to Xiaohu; he was both her child and her lover. With him, she became filled with tenderness, perhaps maternal love, though she couldn't quite explain it. Xiaohu, however, didn't think much of it; he was fully enjoying the pleasure that Hei Ying's beautiful body brought him. Chinese women of that era didn't know about shaving, and Hei Ying's body hair was relatively thick. However, it was quite different from Pang Yuchun's. Pang Yuchun had thick, dark hair under her arms and in her pubic area, but no hair on the rest of her body. Furthermore, Pang Yuchun's skin was fair and delicate, as if one could squeeze water from it. Sister Hei Ying's skin was rough, and her body hair wasn't as dark or dense as Pang Yuchun's, but it was coarser and distributed in many places all over her body, such as the back of her neck, arms, and thighs. He really liked the stimulating feeling of his skin rubbing against her thighs. Xiao Hu repeatedly kissed Sister Hei Ying's lips, neck, and chest, while gently rubbing her crotch with his hand. Soon, she was overflowing with moisture. He adjusted his position, aimed his penis at her vaginal opening, and inserted it, then began to thrust back and forth forcefully. To be honest, he felt that his penis was a little small, not good enough for her deep vagina, and probably wouldn't be able to bring pleasure to his beloved Sister Hei Ying. But now there was no turning back, and he could only do his best. Unexpectedly, this time he was able to perform exceptionally well, lasting more than thirty minutes before ejaculating. Before, when he fucked Chen Ma, it would only last about five minutes at most, and the time he had sex with Nan Huiying wasn't much longer either. The first time he had sex with Pang Yuchun, it probably lasted less than three minutes. At this moment, Pang Qionghua, lying beneath him, blushed purple, panting heavily, her heart pounding clearly. She held Xiaohu's head to her chest with one hand, letting him suckle her nipple, while the other hand slipped into Xiaohu's crotch, tenderly stroking his now limp penis. She whispered to Xiaohu, "Xiaohu, I love you so much!" Of course, in terms of sexual prowess alone, Xiaohu was far from the most virile man she had ever encountered. But she felt that the affection between them was the most precious thing, something that nothing could replace. After their passion subsided, she and Xiaohu lay on the bed, embracing and chatting. At Xiaohu's request, she told him many stories from her past. She had too many stories to tell; almost every scar concealed a harrowing experience. Section 2: Chifeng Mountain was not quite what Xiaohu had imagined. Pang Qionghua knew nothing of the deep-seated hatred her family had harbored since childhood. She was born after her grandfather and father had been dead for more than half a year. Her mother had been sold into prostitution, and she grew up in that unique environment. Her mother never told her about the Pang family's past, let alone instructed her to avenge her grandfather and father when she grew up. In her memory, she and her mother were only busy making ends meet every day. Flying Knife Wu was a regular at the brothel and also her mother's old flame. He was very kind to Qionghua, often bringing her delicious food and fun things. When she was thirteen, Flying Knife Wu took her away from the brothel to roam the martial arts world. He formally adopted her as his goddaughter, providing her with food and clothing, teaching her martial arts, and hiring a tutor to teach her to read. By then, her mother had passed away, and Flying Knife Wu became the closest person to her in the world. When she was seventeen, her godfather Flying Knife Wu returned home one day, seriously injured. Knowing that his days were numbered, he...Qionghua was called to her side, and she was told about her background and the deep-seated hatred her family had suffered. Her adoptive father said that he had killed her family's greatest enemies, Nan Huairen and Li Yulong. He was injured because he was ambushed by the warlord, Battalion Commander Cui. Fei Dao Wu also told her that her mother had always forbade him from telling Qionghua about their family's past, nor did she want her to avenge the Pang family when she grew up. Before she died, she left a sealed letter for her daughter, and he didn't know what was written on it. Qionghua's mother forced Fei Dao Wu to promise that he would only give the letter to her when her daughter grew up. Fei Dao Wu had to constantly evade the government's pursuit, so he had several secret hiding places. This letter was hidden in one of these places, and he told Pang Qionghua the exact location. Two days later, Fei Dao Wu died, and Pang Qionghua cried over his body for almost an entire day. After burying her adoptive father, Pang Qionghua was forced to engage in a life-or-death struggle with her three "uncles." At that time, she hadn't had time to retrieve the letter, nor had she had time to think about how to avenge her adoptive father and her family. Those three "uncles" were all sworn brothers of Flying Knife Wu, whom they revered as their elder brother. They had always treated Pang Qionghua well, and she called them uncles. But once their elder brother died, they all turned on her. The three of them conspired to seize most of Flying Knife Wu's wealth and the houses and shops he had secretly acquired. Then they set their sights on seventeen-year-old Pang Qionghua. At that time, Pang Qionghua was truly surrounded by enemies. Several of her adoptive father's confidants had either been killed or betrayed her, leaving only her dozen or so female companions who remained loyal to her. These companions were specially chosen for her by her adoptive father when she was young; they were all orphans. They had grown up with her and shared a deep bond. With the unwavering support of these companions, she managed to outmaneuver these three "uncles" for nearly half a year, finally finding an opportunity to lure them to a desperate place. After a thrilling battle, she killed them all. The battle was extremely fierce. Her female companions fought one after another, undertaking the tasks of luring, ambushing, and annihilating the enemy. They suffered heavy casualties, with only three remaining. Two of those three later succumbed to their wounds. Qionghua herself sustained over a dozen injuries, taking more than two months to heal. The largest scar on her face was from that battle. The Flying Knife Sect's henchmen, having lost their leader, became divided and began killing each other, descending into chaos. After losing nearly a third of their brothers, they gathered and discussed the matter for several days before finding Pang Qionghua. All the men knelt on the ground, respectfully pleading with her to become their leader. Pang Qionghua agreed. She renamed the Flying Knife Sect the Black Tassel Society and began recruiting women in large numbers. Gradually, the Black Tassel Society grew into a nearly all-female gang. Unfortunately, she never found the letter her mother had left her. Hearing this tragic story, Pang Xiaohu was heartbroken and hugged his older sister, Hei Ying, sobbing uncontrollably. Finally, they both fell asleep in a kiss and embrace. The next day, Xiaohu woke up at dawn. Pang Qionghua was already up and not in the room. She wanted Xiaohu to sleep a little longer and didn't wake him. He dressed and went outside. He saw that the platoon of female soldiers was already dressed and assembled in the courtyard, ready to depart at any moment. Pang Qionghua had said the night before that their task of assisting with the land reform in Lijia Village had been completed, and they would be returning to their quarters today. Pang Qionghua came over and asked him if he was ready. If not, they should leave. Xiaohu nodded and said he was ready. Pang Qionghua smiled at him, then turned to the female soldiers and ordered, "Depart!" The column marched in orderly steps towards the edge of the village. Some early-rising villagers stood by the roadside watching them leave, their eyes filled with respect. Pang Qionghua, along with Li Tieniu and Hu Cuiping, walked at the head of the column. Xiao Hu walked in the middle of the column. Pang Qionghua, worried he might be lonely, instructed Zhang Erniang to accompany him. Seeing their company commander absent, the female soldiers began chatting and laughing. A few particularly mischievous ones even started playfully fighting, prompting Zhang Erniang and another stern-faced squad leader to scold them incessantly and threaten to report them to the company commander. Xiao Hu carried a bundle containing his pistol and ammunition. Because there were two other men in the column besides him, he didn't attract the villagers' attention. The two men were porters hired by the female soldiers' company, carrying loads and walking in the middle of the column. The younger female soldiers walking beside Xiao Hu were the most lively, never still the entire way. Although they didn't provoke Pang Xiao Hu, he always felt they were secretly observing him, their gazes somewhat strange: as if curious yet also shy. Whenever he looked at them, they immediately turned away. Xiao Hu felt a little guilty: he and Sister Hei Ying had made such a commotion last night, had any of them heard them? The group stopped to rest once on the road, ate some dry rations they had prepared the night before, and then continued on their way. As the sun was setting, they arrived at the women's company's encampment. It was a village called Chifengzhai, behind which was a mountain called Chifeng Mountain, and a small river called Chifeng Creek flowed along its slopes. The women's company's encampment was built halfway up the mountain, a strategically advantageous location. Deputy Company Commander Liang Hongmei and several female soldiers carrying rifles stood at the foot of the mountain to greet them. As soon as Liang Hongmei saw Xiao Hu, she came over and said to him, "Xiao Hu, your father only arrived yesterday and hasn't had a chance to rest yet. But this morning he was already clamoring to help us build houses and repair fortifications, he can't sit still for a second. I've never seen such a diligent person before!" Xiao Hu smiled; he knew his father was indeed such an honest man. Perhaps he felt that Company Commander Pang and Deputy Company Commander Liang had saved his life and were his great benefactors. He only had his strength; he should use his time to do more work for them! When Xiao Hu saw Pang Dashan, he was diligently swinging a sledgehammer to smash rocks. A female soldier came over and told him that Company Commander Pang had come to see him. He looked up and, sure enough, it was the female soldier who had rescued him the night before, with her son, Pang Xiao Hu, behind her. He chuckled a few times when he saw Company Commander Pang, but didn't say anything. He was just tongue-tied and didn't know what to say. Actually, he had great respect and gratitude for Company Commander Pang. When he was imprisoned in Lijia Village, a Red Guard guarding him told him privately that Chairman Hu had already given the order to drag him and several other local tyrants out and execute them after the public trial next month. He didn't want to wait to die and planned to escape at night, but because the guards were too tight, he couldn't find an opportunity. These days, he could only drink a small bowl of thin porridge each day, and he was so hungry that he didn't even have the strength to stand up. Fortunately, Company Commander Pang and Deputy Company Commander Liang brought men to rescue him. The Red Guards from Lijia Village guarding him, seeing that it was a group of female soldiers, completely ignored them. They blocked the door, preventing them from entering, and deliberately made vulgar remarks to provoke them. One of them even unbuckled his belt, pulled out his penis, and made a urination gesture towards them. Company Commander Pang stepped forward and stretched out her hand. Before anyone could see how she did it, the man with the exposed penis and another tall man were knocked to the ground. Only then did they realize the power of the Black-Tasseled Rakshasa, and they had no choice but to obediently step aside, watching helplessly as Pang Dashan was taken away. At the time, Pang Dashan didn't react, nor did he ask Company Commander Pang why she had saved him. Later, when he met his daughter, Pang Xinghua, he learned that they were all friends of his son, Pang Xiaohu. Because they were afraid that Committee Member Hu would come to demand his release, Deputy Company Commander Liang gave him some dry rations and water, let him rest for a while, and then took him away from Lijia Village that night. Pang Xinghua, out of affection for Pang Dashan, also felt a sense of kinship with him. She sat with the father and son and chatted for a while. Pang Dashan was probably around her age, so she called him Brother Dashan, without mentioning her sworn brotherhood with Xiaohu. Xiaohu, of course, didn't bring it up either. Later, Liang Hongmei sent someone to talk to her about something. She stood up and said to Xiaohu, "You talk to your father first, we'll see each other later. Remember, don't reveal your real names or your father-son relationship to anyone." She winked at Xiaohu before leaving. Xiaohu knew she was hinting that he should come see her again that night, and he felt a surge of excitement and anticipation. Chapter 3: After Pang Qionghua left the military camp, Xiaohu told Pang Dashan that Company Commander Pang was actually Hei Ying Luosha, and also his sworn sister. Pang Dashan was shocked, thinking: This woman is a notorious female demon in this area, how did Xiaohu get involved with her? However, Xiaohu had been different from other children since he was six years old; he had his reasons for everything he did, a fact Xiaohu had long believed. Xiaohu advised his father to take it easy when working and not to overwork. Pang Dashan said he just wanted to work more to repay the life-saving grace of Company Commander Pang and the others. He could eat his fill here, and he was in a good mood while working, so he didn't feel tired. It was just that his craving for tobacco was a bit unpleasant. Upon hearing this, Xiao Hu quickly took out the brass pipe and a full bag of tobacco that he had found on Pang Laosan from his bundle and handed them to his father. Pang Dashan's eyes lit up when he saw them, and he asked him, "How did it end up in your hands again? Did Pang Laosan return it to you?" Xiao Hu smiled and told Pang Dashan, "I've already secretly killed Pang Laosan."Pang Dashan was shocked: "Xiaohu, you killed someone?" Xiaohu waved his hand, telling him not to raise his voice; this couldn't be told to anyone. He explained to his father that Pang Laosan controlled the farmers' association in Pangjia Village, and even if Pang Dashan wasn't executed this time, he would find other ways to harm his family. He also told his father that he had overheard Pang Laosan, Lao Qi, and Er Gouzi discussing that after killing Pang Dashan, they would go to his house to rape and humiliate his mother and second and third sisters. Pang Dashan was furious: "Those beasts, they deserve to die! Good riddance!" "Although Pang Laosan was his distant cousin, since Pang Laosan wanted to kill him and rape his wife and daughters, he had no pity for him. Such a person deserved to die. They ate dinner with the female soldiers. After dinner, Deputy Company Commander Liang arranged for Pang Xiaohu, his father, and two other male porters to stay in one room. The construction was in full swing, and the female soldiers were crammed into small rooms of twenty or thirty people to sleep; there were no extra rooms. The Women's Special Service Company was part of the Red Army, and the Red Army had strict discipline; Xiaohu's relationship with Pang Qionghua could not be made public. Therefore, he was embarrassed to openly stay in Company Commander Pang's room. Pang Dashan had worked all day, and the two porters were also tired. They smoked for a while and then lay down on the bed and fell fast asleep. Pang Xiaohu had something on his mind. After they fell asleep, he got off the bed, opened the door, and went out, then quietly closed the door behind him." He crept quietly towards the room where Pang Qionghua lived. When he got there, the light was on. People were talking; it sounded like Sister Hei Ying and Sister Hong. It seemed Pang Qionghua and Liang Hongmei lived together, and what they were discussing seemed to concern Xiao Hu. What should he do? Xiao Hu didn't rush in, because he didn't want to embarrass Pang Qionghua, and besides, he wasn't sure what the relationship between Pang Qionghua and Sister Hong was. He couldn't very well say to Sister Hong, "Please excuse me, I want to be intimate with my sister," could he? Xiao Hu longed to be alone with his beloved Sister Hei Ying, but with Sister Hong in the room, he had no good solution. He didn't want to go back to sleep now, so he took a walk alone around the women's company's encampment under the moonlight. As he walked, he thought about the many things that had happened in the past few days. Originally, he just wanted to go home to visit his parents, sisters, and brothers, but his father had been captured by the Red Guards. For the safety of his father and family, he had to kill Pang Laosan and the others. He had intimate physical relationships with two women, Pang Yuchun and Pang Qionghua. Pang Qionghua was his sworn sister; wouldn't that be incest? Perhaps not, since they weren't related by blood. Although Pang Qionghua and Pang Yuchun shared the same surname, there were many people with that surname in the area—nearly a hundred households in Pangjia Village alone—but only a handful were truly related to Xiaohu's family by blood. For some reason, Xiaohu didn't think much about his intimate relationship with his mother, Wang Yumei, which was actually the real incest. As Xiaohu was lost in thought, a dark figure pounced on him from behind, grabbing his neck with an arm and pressing a sharp knife against his ribs. Without thinking, Xiaohu instinctively grabbed the man's knife-wielding hand and twisted it forcefully, dropping the knife to the ground. He swung his elbow at the man, then grabbed him and tried to throw him, but failed. The two began to fight fiercely in the darkness. As the fight progressed, Xiao Hu began to realize his opponent was a woman; he recognized her scent. He dodged her punches, grabbed her, and whispered, "Stop! It's me, Pang Xiao Hu!" "It's you?! What are you doing wandering around like a ghost in the middle of the night?!" By the moonlight, they recognized each other. The woman was the cold-faced fox, Hu Cuiping, his old "nemesis." This was the first time he'd ever heard her speak. The first time they met, she'd held a knife to his arm; he should have known it was her. "I'm sorry, I just couldn't sleep and thought I'd walk around." He and she simultaneously released their grip on each other, brushed the dust off their clothes, and looked embarrassed. Xiao Hu's face had been scratched a few times, and it stung. Two buttons on Hu Cuiping's uniform had been ripped off, exposing her chest. Xiao Hu only realized his opponent was a woman when his hand touched her breast. Just then, heavy footsteps sounded, and a burly figure carrying a lantern approached. Upon closer inspection, it was Li Tieniu. "Xiao Hu, Cuiping, what happened?" Li Tieniu saw the two of them standing there, glaring at each other, panting heavily. Xiao Hu had a scratch on his face, and Hu Cuiping's face was flushed, her hand covering her chest. Xiao Hu felt a little guilty; wandering around the military camp at night was indeed wrong. But seeing Li Tieniu, he couldn't help but tease them and joke around. He said, "I was just walking my own path properly, not bothering anyone." Suddenly, Cuiping jumped out from behind, pinned me to the ground, and hugged and pleaded. "I said, Tie Niu, you should really keep a closer eye on your wife!" "Nonsense! You're sneaking around like a spy!" Even though she knew Xiao Hu was joking, Hu Cuiping was still so angry she stomped her feet. "Xiao Hu, why have you become so glib?" Li Tie Niu laughed and slapped Xiao Hu's bottom, then put her arm around Hu Cuiping's shoulder to comfort her, saying, "Cuiping, it's all a misunderstanding. Don't take it to heart, okay?" "No, no! Li Tie Niu, you're favoring your woman. She molested me! I'm going to complain to Company Commander Pang and Deputy Company Commander Liang!" "Xiao Hu feigned grievance and cried out. This time, not only Li Tieniu was amused and burst into laughter, but even Hu Cuiping couldn't help but laugh out loud. After this commotion, Xiao Hu felt sleepy and said goodbye to the two of them to go back to sleep. The next day at noon, Deputy Company Commander Liang Hongmei gathered all the female soldiers in the company and introduced Pang Xiao Hu to them, saying that he was a new recruit named Pang Xiaoniu, serving as the company's communications officer and bugler, and that everyone could call him Xiao Pang from now on. Of course, this was something that Pang Qionghua and Liang Hongmei had discussed with Xiao Hu beforehand. He used his younger brother's name because many people already knew that Pang Xiao Hu was Nan Batian's "lackey." Xiao Hu planned to use his special identity to provide intelligence to Pang Qionghua in the future, so their relationship had to be kept strictly confidential. This was also one of the reasons why he used his younger brother Pang Xiaoniu's name. When Xiao Hu rescued Sister Hong last time, he was just a child, almost a head shorter than he is now. Although more than twenty veterans from the Black Tassel Society had seen him, they could never imagine that the handsome young man before them was the same child from back then. Only Li Tieniu, Hu Cuiping, and Zhang Erniang knew about his sworn brotherhood with Pang Qionghua; they were all Pang Qionghua's confidantes and naturally wouldn't gossip. Thus, Xiao Hu joined the Women's Special Service Company as the communications officer, Xiao Pang, and trained with Company Commander Pang and the others every day. He shared a set of training methods he had learned from the military training materials given to him by Yuan Zhenguo with Pang Qionghua and Liang Hongmei. They were very happy, saying it was a great help to them. Xiao Hu couldn't help but sigh, he had finally become that communications officer, Xiao Pang, in the Red Detachment of Women. He was very grateful to Liang Hongmei, who often created opportunities for him and Pang Qionghua to be together almost all day long. Xiao Hu felt that Pang Qionghua and Liang Hongmei were very skilled at leading troops in battle, while he himself had no talent in this area. He was more interested in having Pang Qionghua instruct him on his boxing style. Because she and Nan Dechang were mortal enemies, he didn't tell her that he had become Nan Dechang's wife's disciple, otherwise, some things would be too difficult to explain. He didn't use the kung fu he learned from his grandmother in front of Pang Qionghua, but only demonstrated a set of Hung Kuen he learned from his father's secret manual. He wanted Pang Qionghua, this expert, to enlighten him on its intricacies. Pang Qionghua was naturally happy to teach him. She quickly discovered that Xiao Hu's boxing style was almost exactly the same as hers, except that he lacked experience and was weaker than her. She asked Xiao Hu, "Who is your master?" Xiao Hu shook his head, saying he learned from his father, who in turn learned from an old man who had died before Xiao Hu was born. Xiao Hu told Pang Qionghua his story of learning martial arts. He recounted the story of the old man, Mr. Wu, and the secret manual he left for his father, and how he had coincidentally found the manual and practiced the techniques within, with his father providing some guidance. He hadn't taken the manual with him when he went home to visit his family, so he couldn't show it to Pang Qionghua. He suddenly wondered if the old man, Mr. Wu, had some connection to Pang Qionghua's adoptive father, Flying Knife Wu. Unfortunately, Pang Qionghua herself didn't know about her adoptive father's background, as he had never told her about such things during his lifetime. Her martial arts skills were all taught to her by her adoptive father, who never mentioned his lineage to her, nor did he leave her any secret manuals before his death. Over the next few days, Pang Qionghua taught Xiaohu her martial arts skills and combat experience. She showed him no mercy when sparring, making him suffer greatly, often leaving him bruised and battered. She said that the most important thing in learning martial arts is practical combat; just knowing some moves is useless. This was consistent with what her grandmother had said. Xiaohu understood that Pang Qionghua genuinely cared for him.She tirelessly taught him everything she knew, hoping he would quickly master a skill for self-defense. They chose a relatively secluded spot to practice, with Li Tieniu or Hu Cuiping always standing guard for them. After practice, they would quickly get intimate, their sweaty bodies pressed together in a uniquely intoxicating way. Xiao Hu also wanted to learn throwing knives from Pang Qionghua. He had heard Zhang Erniang mention Hei Ying's incredible throwing knife skills, saying she could hit her target every time within twenty paces. Influenced by later martial arts novels, he had a strange admiration for female knights with extraordinary skills. Pang Qionghua never expected him to be interested in throwing knives. She thought for a moment and said to him, "Throwing knives is too difficult to learn. It usually requires starting from a young age, practicing the basics for at least five or six hours a day, and continuing uninterrupted for five years. Without talent, even ten years might not be enough. Xiao Hu, you're so busy, you certainly don't have that much time to practice throwing knives. Besides, this thing is outdated, far less powerful than a Mauser pistol. Unfortunately, I don't have any extra Mauser pistols for you." Xiao Hu said, "I have Mauser pistols!" Pang Qionghua found it strange and asked, "Where did you get a Mauser pistol?" Xiao Hu mentioned his sworn brother, Yuan Zhenguo, the commander of the 378th Regiment of the 39th Division of the Central Army. He also said he planned to use Yuan Zhenguo's connections to provide intelligence to Pang Qionghua's special agent company, ensuring their invincibility in future battles. "Ah!" Pang Qionghua was speechless with surprise. She excitedly hugged Xiao Hu tightly and kissed him hard on the cheek. Then she unbuttoned her clothes and pressed his head against her breast. While suckling her nipple, Xiao Hu slipped his hand inside her pants, gently kneading her genitals with his fingers. They cuddled for a while before finally separating. "You little rascal! How many more secrets are you hiding that will surprise me?" Xiao Hu's reply was a passionate kiss. He told Pang Qionghua to wait there, then quickly ran back to his lodgings, retrieved the bundle he had brought, and showed it to Pang Qionghua, along with the remaining twenty-eight bullets. He had taken thirty bullets with him when he left Nanfu, using two to kill Pang Laosan and Laoqi. Pang Xiao Hu's Mauser pistol was a genuine German-made, polished to a gleaming black, which Pang Qionghua admired. Her own gun was rather old; if it malfunctioned on the battlefield, it would be fatal. Even worse, she only had six bullets left! Pang Xiaohu thought for a moment, then stuffed Pang Qionghua's old gun into his bundle and said to her, "Sister, let's exchange guns. You'll find the new gun very useful, while mine is just for self-defense; I might not even need it." Pang Qionghua said nothing. She silently hugged Xiaohu, feeling a lump in her throat, and tears streamed down her face. She had always been strong-willed and rarely cried. The last time she cried was when her adoptive father passed away. Xiaohu took out twenty bullets for Pang Qionghua, keeping only eight for himself. He said he would ask Brother Yuan Zhenguo for more bullets when he got back. "Sister, I have a favor to ask of you. If you ever encounter Yuan Zhenguo on the battlefield, you must spare his life. He's not only my sworn brother, but also the lover of my eldest sister, Pang Juhua." Pang Qionghua nodded solemnly and said, "Don't worry, I'll remember." Xiaohu couldn't help but hug and kiss Pang Qionghua again. Pang Qionghua thought he had never fired a gun before and wanted to teach him live-fire shooting. Xiao Hu said it wasn't necessary; he had already practiced shooting. She thought about it; pistol ammunition was extremely scarce, so she didn't insist. Xiao Hu dared not tell Pang Qionghua that he had already fired over two hundred bullets to practice his marksmanship. If she knew, even if she liked her younger brother very much, she would still want to beat him up. If she had all two hundred bullets, how many enemies could she have eliminated, how many soldiers' lives could she have saved! Section 4: The Red Detachment of Women's Special Service Company, like other Red Army units, lacked food, medicine, and weapons; even their uniforms were tattered. This was a world apart from Yuan Zhenguo's regular army. Xiao Hu couldn't help but worry about them, fearing that his nightmare would become a reality. But he couldn't openly express his concerns to Pang Qionghua and Liang Hongmei; even if he did, they wouldn't understand. That day, Xiao Hu was following behind Pang Qionghua, inspecting the female soldiers' training, when Liang Hongmei ran up to Pang Qionghua beaming with joy, telling her that the Red Army Independent Division had won a great victory, capturing the county seat of Longshi County (a neighboring county) and seizing a considerable amount of military supplies. Commander Feng, knowing the women's special service company was living in hardship, allocated over a hundred sets of brand-new uniforms to them. Commander Feng's exact words were: "No matter how hard our lives are, we can't let our sisters go without clothes." These new uniforms have now been delivered to the company headquarters. Pang Qionghua was overjoyed to hear this. Currently, apart from her and Deputy Company Commander Liang Hongmei, who each have a set of clean uniforms, the other female soldiers in the company only have one worn-out uniform. They dare not wash it too vigorously when it gets dirty, fearing that if they ruin it, they'll have to go into battle naked. Pang Qionghua had the squad leaders lead the female soldiers in continued training, while she herself, full of enthusiasm, led Liang Hongmei and three platoon leaders back to the company headquarters to see the new uniforms. Xiao Hu followed behind them. Once at the headquarters, they forgot all about decorum, each grabbing a uniform and changing right there in the room in front of Xiao Hu. The sight of their ample breasts and buttocks was a feast for Xiao Hu's eyes, but they seemed completely unconcerned. However, once they put on the new uniforms, they immediately looked distressed. Why? Except for Pang Qionghua's uniform, which was too small, everyone else's uniforms were too big and ill-fitting. The uniforms were made according to the male soldiers' body standards; they were too baggy for the female soldiers, and the sleeves and trouser legs were too thick and long. Of course, the sleeves and trouser legs could be shortened, but the waistband and other parts were not so easy to alter, and even if altered, they would look mismatched, like clowns on a stage. In the entire women's company, probably only Pang Qionghua could find a uniform that fit even slightly. “Company Commander Pang, I have an idea. Could you find me a good pair of scissors and a sewing needle and thread? Also, I need a piece of white powder stone to draw lines on fabric.” Pang Xiaohu, who had been standing silently to the side, spoke up. Pang Qionghua looked at Xiaohu; he seemed very confident. She wondered what brilliant idea he had come up with. Suddenly, she felt a warmth in her heart: this younger brother had brought her so many surprises; he was practically her lucky star. She nodded to Xiaohu. Deputy Company Commander Liang immediately ordered a platoon leader to fetch the scissors and needle and thread, and told the other two platoon leaders to go to the hillside outside to find white powder stone. There were all sorts of stones on the hill; it shouldn't be difficult to find. Soon, the scissors and needle and thread were brought, and the white powder stone was found. Xiaohu picked up a military uniform, took a wooden board from the drawer of the wooden table to use as a ruler, drew some lines on the white powder stone, and then snipped away with the scissors. The platoon leaders stared in astonishment, their mouths agape and their eyes wide: What was Xiao Pang up to? Wasn't this a waste? This uniform was probably worth nearly three silver dollars! But looking at the company commander, her expression was perfectly normal, a slight smile playing on her lips. Soon, Xiao Hu finished cutting, then drew some lines on the fabric. He addressed the platoon leaders, "Who's the best at needlework? Please sew along the lines I've drawn, the faster the better!" First Platoon Leader Dong Wenxiu volunteered and began sewing. As she sewed, she felt something was amiss and looked up at Xiao Pang, asking, "What am I sewing?" Xiao Pang knew what she was thinking and waved his hand to stop her question: "Don't ask anything, just sew along the lines I've drawn!" Dong Wenxiu was indeed a master of needlework; under Xiao Hu's guidance, she finished sewing in just over an hour. As Xiao Hu spread out the sewn military uniform with both hands to show everyone, he asked, "Who wants to try it on first?" The women in the room glared at each other. "This is supposed to be a military uniform? It doesn't even cover your arms and legs. Can you really wear this out?" "Let me try it on!" Liang Hongmei stepped forward, unhesitatingly stripped off her own clothes, took the uniform from Xiao Hu, and put it on. After putting it on, she twirled around a few times, and then everyone could see clearly: the original long shirt and trousers had become short shirt and shorts, and her entire upper body and waistband had shrunk several inches, becoming perfectly fitted. Paired with Liang Hongmei's firm breasts, shapely arms, and long, strong legs, she looked both heroic and sexy. "Beautiful! Absolutely beautiful!" Pang Qionghua led the applause and cheers. The others were stunned for a moment, then began to exclaim in admiration: "These shorts and t-shirts are not only cool to wear, but also easy to wash and quick to dry!" "With so much fabric left over, we won't have to search for fabric everywhere to mend clothes anymore, it's wonderful!" "Xiao Pang, where did you learn this tailoring technique? It's simply amazing!" Xiao Hu smiled. He was inspired by the ballet "The Red Detachment of Women" and improvised this super-short military uniform. He had worked as a costume designer for about half a year, designing...Cutting this set of uniforms didn't require too much brainpower. He planned to spend more time that night researching and improving it, aiming to cut two sets of women's uniforms from one set of men's uniforms, so that everyone in the company would have clothes to change into. He whispered his plan to Pang Qionghua. She was overjoyed; if it weren't for the people in the room watching, she would have wanted to hug Xiaohu and kiss him on the lips again. "But, can we fight in such beautiful uniforms? What if the enemy swears at us or acts like a hooligan?" Finally, someone calmed down and raised a question. It was the honest and unassuming second platoon leader who spoke. "Platoon leader, if the enemy is mesmerized by you on the battlefield and only stares at your breasts and thighs, wouldn't you take the opportunity to kill him?" Xiaohu replied with a smile. "Haha...haha..." Everyone in the company headquarters, including Pang Qionghua and Liang Hongmei, was amused by him. Pang Xiaohu then stayed up all night and finally improved the original design, successfully cutting two sets of women's uniforms from one set of men's uniforms. The trousers of the two uniforms were almost identical, except that the second set's trousers were slightly shorter and tighter around the waist and hips. However, the style of the tops was quite different: the second uniform's top had no sleeves and was extremely short, exposing the navel, probably only slightly larger than the bras worn by female athletes in later generations. However, it looked even sexier and more attractive than the first uniform. Actually, he adopted this design mainly to save fabric, but unexpectedly, the effect was excellent and deeply loved by the female soldiers. Of course, due to the many seams required, sewing the second uniform was much more laborious than sewing the first. Fortunately, there were many skilled seamstresses in the female soldiers' company. Deputy Company Commander Liang selected more than thirty skilled seamstresses from each platoon and squad and assigned them to Xiao Pang, asking him to teach them cutting methods. Then, the women began cutting and sewing their own uniforms. These female soldiers worked with great enthusiasm, working for five consecutive days, finally sewing two uniforms for everyone in the company. They also cut red five-pointed stars from an old military flag and sewed them onto their hats. Xiao Hu hadn't been idle these past few days. He secretly found Liang Hongmei and taught her to sing the Red Detachment of Women's military song from the later film several times, even writing down the lyrics for her. Liang Hongmei loved the song! She felt that every lyric spoke her heart, and she believed it was the same for the other female soldiers. Not daring to waste a minute, she immediately gathered all the soldiers who weren't sewing uniforms and taught them the song; they quickly learned it. This song (in later times) was written by Liang Xin and composed by Huang Zhun. It was both beautiful and easy to learn, a true masterpiece of revolutionary art from that era. A little over a month later, the communications officer, Xiao Pang, and Company Commander Pang stood side-by-side on a high ground, watching the groups of heroic female soldiers in the distance. They were engaged in squad activities; some were running, some were singing, and others were practicing bayonet fighting and grenade throwing. Commander Feng of the Independent Division had officially approved the renaming of the Women's Special Service Company to the First Company of the Red Detachment of Women, still under the direct command of the Independent Division headquarters. The Hainan Provincial Committee of the Communist Party of China had begun considering forming the Second Company of the Red Detachment of Women. As a time traveler, Pang Xiaohu felt extremely honored to be able to contribute to the creation of the Red Detachment of Women. He was no longer a spectator, but completely integrated into the great revolutionary movement of this era. Unfortunately, he was about to say goodbye to his beloved Sister Hei Ying. He had to leave, because only in this way could he have the opportunity to change that familiar history, protect his family, and help his dear Sister Hei Ying and the Red Detachment of Women she commanded avoid the tragic ending of the original history. Pang Qionghua cupped Xiaohu's face in her hands and kissed him forcefully. She didn't know what Xiaohu was thinking; she only knew that she was very reluctant to let him leave. But she completely trusted Xiaohu's judgment of the situation, and she hadn't forgotten the heavy responsibility she bore. The safety of the more than one hundred sisters in the Women's Detachment, and their yearning and pursuit of a better life, were all invisible burdens weighing on her shoulders. Pang Qionghua was born with a chivalrous and persevering character; she would not bow to any difficulty. Pang Xiaohu peeked out from Pang Qionghua's embrace and glanced behind him. Only Hu Cuiping was standing guard nearby. She was holding a gun, vigilantly watching the surroundings—a truly dutiful guard. He slipped one hand inside Pang Qionghua's clothes, caressing her firm breasts, while his other arm encircled her neck, and he kissed the scars on her face. He found this was the easiest way to arouse her. Sure enough, he soon heard Pang Qionghua's heavy breathing and moans. Pang Qionghua was now wearing her second set of new military uniforms, her arms and upper thighs exposed. Because of her and Li Tieniu's unusual figures, their uniforms had been custom-tailored by Xiaohu, much larger than the others. He slipped his hand under Pang Qionghua's shorts, feeling her stomach; it was almost soaked. He made her lie face down, pulled down her trousers, and kissed her firm buttocks for a while. Then he unzipped his pants and inserted his penis into her hairy vagina from behind. It was broad daylight, and they both felt a different kind of stimulation than at night. In the past month or so, Xiao Hu had grown two centimeters taller, and his penis had become larger and thicker. He lay on Pang Qionghua's back, kneading her breasts forcefully with both hands, while increasing the speed of his thrusts. His lower abdomen slammed violently against her buttocks, making a "slap slap slap" sound. Pang Qionghua, enduring the increasingly intense stimulation, finally couldn't help but cry out loudly. Down the hillside, the female soldiers were still diligently training. No one would have guessed what their Company Commander Pang and their communications officer, Xiao Pang, were doing at that moment. [To be continued]

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