under fire

Chapter 79

The mountain road is rugged, and the steep cliffs on the side of the road cover half of the sky. A sparse team flows slowly on the winding and uneven mountain road.

The two Eighth-Route vanguards walked far ahead, their sticks in their hands beating the ground, and the road was lined with half-human-high bushes, carrying a large hatchet, constantly cutting down the bushes that stretched into the road.

The team has been gone for a long time, and the soldiers are a little tired.

No one in the team marching behind spoke aloud, and Pan Zhuzi, who was walking at the front of the team, was in a trance; this task should not be difficult, and it was not a battle, just to search for the advancing teams of the two classes of devils.

He only had his own holographic platoons, and Nine Company had two platoons of different brands. I don't know what the regiment commander thought.

In fact, there is no need to explain at all. There is a fake leader in the team behind. Pan Zhuzi has no intention to compete with Jiulian. It is not that they cannot compete, but they cannot compete at all. In this case, the big deal is not to act together with that group of miscellaneous soldiers. Shan found an excuse to slip away, and went into the team by himself. After making up his mind, the platoon of the third company, Pan Zhuzi, pulled the nine companies far behind.

Xiao Hongying didn't like walking on the marching road at all, except with Hu Yi.

Sitting alone on the stretcher, the ponytail is swayed three times at a time. The two soldiers from Li Xiang's platoon are carrying the stretcher. As for the opportunity to carry the company commander, the two soldiers defeated countless comrades in arms, and they are still bruised and swollen. of excitement.

Next to him was the new adjutant Hao Yun, holding a small tree umbrella to block the occasional ray of sunlight that came down from the edge of the cliff.

Looking at the three company soldiers in the distance in front, I felt that the nine companies were about to become a team that fell behind. They were removed from the position of commander and demoted to become a red company commander. I have an indescribable feeling about the marching team. The task, leading so many people, is the first time.

His calf fell on the stretcher and swayed. Over time, a hypnotic illusion came. He felt that the road was retreating, the mountain wall was shaking, and he felt that Jiulian was flowing like water. Occasionally, he turned his head and asked Li Xiang who was carrying a grenade on his back. Wang Xiaosan didn't carry the marching pot, and was covered with grenade grenades.

Behind him is the third platoon leader Luo Fugui, who walks with sleepy eyes and empty hands. He carries the Czech machine gun inherited from Luo platoon leader's ancestral shoulder on one ear behind him, and behind him is a machine gun with a pack of ammunition. The warehouse is full, and I can't estimate the number of bullets. It is no longer a small body of the security army swaying forward. Maybe I have never stayed in such a steep mountain before. The next one was He Gensheng, a sanitation soldier with a Czech machine gun on his shoulders, helping Mancang.

Then came Tian Sanqi, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face. He hung a short gun and carried a grenade. There were ten soldiers, ten thirty-eight caps, eighty ammunition per person, four grenades per person, and a machine gun with a crooked handle. The machine gun has more than [-] ammunition.

Then there was Tang Dagou, who was carrying a spotless horse with four rings and a spear. With that face that he hadn't washed for hundreds of years, he was blind to the Banxian behind him, and behind him also hung a four-shot grenade bag for grenade launchers; The two classes that fell lazily behind were the security forces who had just joined the Eighth Route team.

At the end of the team is a squad of Li Xiang. There are no machine guns, and all seven or nine rifles. The military is neat, the hair is the same length, the pace of progress is the same, the hands are thrown in the same way, and even the sound of panting is very neat. No second thoughts in the Eighth Route Army.

About [-] meters away, Chen Chong borrowed a reinforced platoon from his mother's family. The soldiers were strong and strong. Wang Peng was not stingy at all. The platoon leader entered, and along the way, Pidianpidianer humbly asked Chen Chong for advice. Chen Chong talked about it all the way, from the marching platoons to digging holes to attack and retreat without reservations, as I was afraid that the two platoon lieutenants would not be able to remember.

At the end of the team, there was an established female soldier class for the first time in history. The correspondent walked back and forth through the team in a sassy manner, always attracting attention. Er Niu was at the end and didn't say a word.

"What are you looking at, little one, you said you're a big kid, you know what you know?" The mule died with fish eyes, and her face was stretched out like a donkey. She raised her eyes and looked at a female soldier who was reporting the situation to the company commander. .

"Officer Zheng said my brother is a martyr!" Xu Xiao didn't care.

From Secretary Zheng's mouth, after hearing about his brother's news, Xu Xiaoda cried a lot. He hasn't slept since last night, and he didn't get any sleepiness at all. Every soldier on the road to the Nine Company has heard this sentence, so , every soldier saw him without squinting, showing high respect.

Anyone who wants to talk has to listen to his brother's story again, but after listening to it four or three times in a row, the soldiers are afraid. Xu Xiao's story is very interactive. The listener will be asked countless questions by the narrator: You What do you think, are you brave or not?

The soldiers would rather listen to Lao Qin's ideological education, at least, without repetition.

Especially the Banxian and Tang Dagou classes who have just joined the Nine Company. After listening to the stories all the way, these new veterans who have just joined the Independent Regiment have already made up their minds. This little guy has a hat like the red man in front of the new platoon leader. I didn't dare to offend, but I only listened to Nuo Nuo, plus I had listened to Lao Qin's nagging for a few days before leaving, and the New Eighth Route veteran felt his ears were numb and could not hear any sound.

In the mountains where the sun has set, the tired soldiers are still walking like the wind, feeling the breeze blowing across their faces. The shadows slowly run from left to right in the grass under the sun, and the time also changes from morning to evening.

Regarding the mission that came out this time, Head Lu didn't make any request, only said that success or failure depends on the sky. This is his style, just like he smiled when he parted.

On the stretcher, Xiao Hongying changed her position, stretched out her ponytail, and tightened her head rope. Recalling the parting words she gave before dawn, Captain Lu saw worry in the eyes, or it was Xiao Cing, the regiment guard behind him. Shaking of dim torches on top causes the illusion.

Before departure, I received the latest piece of information from Meixian: a brigade of devils had already assembled out of the city, and the target was heading west.

Except for a few detective team members and two ordinary people who led the way, the Devils team was rare, and there was no security force.

The devils headed west for an unknown purpose, perhaps, to avenge the cavalry squadron of the devils, or perhaps, to sweep into the mountains again.

When we left, the wine station was already in chaos, because there were a large number of wounded soldiers. Fortunately, there was a health team. Therefore, Wang Peng did not leave, and Gao Yidao was still recovering. During the propaganda work, Ma Liang in another ward was still lying on the hospital bed. Fortunately, the bullet had been gouged out by He Gensheng, who had already left, and he was wearing a thick bandage.

However, these have nothing to do with the miscellaneous nine companies that have been out for most of the day.

Xiao Hongying tore off the strap of the kettle, took a big gulp into the small mouth, turned around and ordered Hao Yun, "Tell Chen Chong to come here!"

After a while, Chen Chong quickly followed the uneven mountain road with bushes on both sides, carefully overtaking the person in front, and ran to the front of Xiao Hongying without salute: "Girl, what's the matter with me?"

"How far is it from Niujia Village, where you live?" Xiao Hongying blinked her eyes.

"It will be there after two more hills. It is estimated that it will be there when it is dark." Chen Chong estimated the time.

(End of this chapter)