Cold Steel (Bian di lang yan / 遍地狼烟)

Some say solitude is a disease.

I say it is a cure.

Here I've got a peaceful feeling.

Because I am free from the world outside.

Help me

Help me

Help me

The journey to find your true self is tough.

That day was my first step.

WIND CHIME CROSSING

Someone help me, please!

Get out of the way!

Stop!

What happened to him?

Him? I'm about to collapse.

Come on, get on the rickshaw.

Be careful.

You can pick it up at the teahouse.

But Madame Tang, I have business to do

Don't fret, alright.

Out of the way! Out of the way!

Turn left.

Liu Yan's Teahouse

What happened?

The Japs shot down his plane, I think.

The enemy is closing in everyday.

This town won't stay safe for long.

Thank you for saving my life.

You don't need to thank us. Just rest.

The police will send someone to take you home.

I should be heading home too.

Where do you live?

In a village up the mountain.

Are you a hunter?

You got it.

It's pouring. You'd better put up here.

I'm going to close the shop for the day.

For your chapped lips.

Sis Liu, she wants to leave and insists on paying.

Just wait until you get better.

Erwa will take care of you.

Thank you.

That's a Colt-45.

Sorry, you can have it back.

You like guns?

Do you know much about guns?

Not this one. Can you tell me more?

1911 model. Made in U.S.A.

Semi-automatic with a 10 round clip.

Firing range?

50 meters.

Thank you for carrying me down the mountain.

No problem.

See how it feels.

But I'll need it back.

Sorry!

Nothing serious! Go back to sleep.

I also need a gun to protect my mom from the Japs.

Fifty

Fifty-five

One minute.

Not bad.

Your hands are like two dancing partners.

The guy leads, the lady follows.

Do you dance?

Mr. John...

You should rest for a few more days.

I must return home. I miss my family.

So long.

Mr. John.

Let me serve you tea as a student.

Thank you.

You saved my life.

Not at all.

Good-bye, Teacher.

How's the war been these six months?

What do you think?

Damn it! You trying to scald me?

So sorry. I'll brew you another pot.

To hell with another pot. Where's your boss?

Sis Liu.

My apologies.

So you're the owner?

Your over-priced tea tastes like cat's piss.

Think twice before you decide to make trouble here.

Isn't it a whorehouse?

Watch your tongue.

This teahouse belongs

to General Tang.

Sir, three months ago...

General Tang was blown up by the Jap's mine.

We also risk our lives on the frontline.

If you treat us right

we might come again.

I only serve people who appreciate the art of tea.

Please leave now.

Change your attitude and I might let you come again.

You want attitude?

You call yourselves soldiers?

Get lost, you motherfucker.

Come again?

Motherfuc...

You can fuck with me, but not my mom.

It's just a scratch, soldier.

Say hello to my little friend.

Red Hot Chili Pepper.

What's going on?

Sir!

He stabbed the sergeant with a concealed weapon.

It's my hunting knife.

Take him.

Good day, Madame Tang.

Your men need to learn some manners.

They don't know who they are messing with.

My apologies, Ma'am.

This is my matter. Please stay out of it.

It's your men who started the fight,

not him.

Nice gun.

Jap Snipers!

Get down.

Take it for me.

Watch your feet.

They're more than five hundred meters away.

Our guns are no match.

Fang!

Are you alright?

Damn it.

Hai, get me Fang's sniper rifle.

Throw over the sniper rifle now.

You motherfucker!

Draw their fire.

Why?

So I can see the muzzle flash.

You take the front. You take the back.

Go.

Move!

Put the gun down!

I said put it down.

What's your name, son?

Mu Liangfeng.

On your feet!

I was told you're a fine shooter.

Who taught you?

I'm a hunter.

Want to be a soldier?

No.

Why?

Your men are disgrace to the army.

You're being rude to the commander. I can shoot you right now.

He's your commander, not mine.

Go ahead.

Right here.

You have two choices

be shot

or be a soldier.

These are Springfield M1903, made in U.S.A.

Firing range is 550 meters.

That's 50 meters more than the Chinese Mauser.

What do you do?

Estimate wind velocity.

We know.

Did I ask you?

Besides wind speed?

Estimate the trajectory.

Shoot!

Mengzi:

Mengzi, this young hunter's got talent. Teach him well.

The target 500 meters away becomes point blank.

You can decide if he lives another second.

Shoot!

You should have seen him shoot those Japs.

He's an angel of death with the gun.

If you're not sure,

then abort mission. Don't reveal your ass.

Shoot!

Did you shoot the Japs with this Springfield?

But I used Fang's.

Is there a difference?

Hard to say

It's a feeling.

A sniper is a waiter.

You wait for the target.

You wait for sunset.

You wait for sunrise.

You wait for the rain to stop.

You wait for the wind to blow.

Sometimes you wait for hours

then everything is over in seconds.

Most of the time it's a fruitless wait.

The gun is a lifeless tool.

But a good sniper

can put a pulse into it.

Bring him on.

Don't you want to see if he can shoot?

In these dark days, anyone with a dick can shoot.

This kid has fast hands for reload.

How do you know?

It's a feeling.

If I stay,