The war of resistance against mountains is heavy

Chapter 679 The place where life and death depend on each other ([-])

When it was getting dark, two people came out of the St. Peter's Hospital carrying a stretcher, and they had only just left the gate of the hospital, and two people were already lying on the ground from a place next to the hospital. He greeted him in the broken courtyard.

"What's the matter? Is it cured or not?" Someone asked in a low voice, it was the voice of Little Dunk.

"The left arm was amputated." One of the two people carrying the stretcher replied, it was a string of money.

"Ah." The little dustpan responded, the voice sounded a little disappointed but not surprised.

They are all veterans. Under such circumstances, Ma Tianfang is lucky to be able to save his life. If he loses an arm, he will lose one. After all, veterans have seen too many miserable situations.

"Then why don't you stay for a few more days and shed so much blood?" Another person asked, it was Qiu Bo.

"We were carrying guns. We were discovered by that foreigner and had to leave. He was afraid that the little devil would come and kill everyone in the hospital." Qian Chuan'er replied again.

"Okay, let's go." This time it was Shang Zhen who spoke.

So two people were exploring the way ahead, two people were carrying the stretcher, and the four people quickly disappeared into the thicker and thicker twilight.

And more than an hour later, Shang Zhen and the four of them had already appeared outside this small city.

"Call everyone up, count the number of people and leave quickly, the farther away from the big city the better." Shang Zhen's voice came from the darkness.

So there were extremely low calls, the sound of packing up, and the slight clash of guns, and soon there were rustling footsteps heading towards the west of the city.

At dawn, a team that looked so exhausted was still walking on the road. All of them were dressed as ordinary people, but each of them held a weapon in their hands. This team was none other than Shang Zhen and the others.

Shang Zhen and the others have been walking for a whole night, and now they urgently need to find a place to hide and rest.

It's just that there is no such simple thing, now they still have about [-] people, these [-] people are of course pitifully few to fight the Japanese army, but it is by no means so difficult to find a suitable place to rest in the enemy-occupied area Easy!
"Little dustpan, follow me to the front, and find a place to rest before dawn." Shang Zhen ordered.

So the little dustpan stepped forward, and the two of them walked forward quickly.

Another hour later, Shang Zhen and his party had already appeared outside a small village surrounded by hills.

The village is not big, just like dozens of families.

It's just that although there are few houses, those houses either have collapsed walls or overfired, but they still haven't escaped the poison of the Japanese army.

It is impossible for such a village to have cooking smoke, but Shang Zhen fell in love with the concealment here, thinking that the Japanese army had already slaughtered this village, and it was unlikely that they would return to the carbine.

"Brother Huzi, Qin Chuan, you two stand guard here first, let's go into the village to have a look." After Shang Zhen gave the order, their exhausted team walked towards the village at the foot of the mountain.

Unsurprisingly, they soon found the corpse in that village. As for the death condition, I can't describe it, it was no different from what they had seen on the march these days.

But at this time, not only Chutian's female student but also Gao Yuyan's face turned pale again.

In this team, the two of them don't have much combat experience.

Chinese people talk about fate in everything. For example, some men are said to have "female fate", which means that when flowers bloom, everyone loves them.

It's just that they couldn't figure out why the two of them were so close to each other!
It didn't count if he hid in the graveyard circle first, but this time he just got into the pile of dead people!

But what can I do?
Gao Yuyan can also understand that it is ideal for Shang Zhen to find such a village as their resting place.

The village was slaughtered by the Japanese army, so it is unlikely to come back.

The village is relatively small. If the Japanese army killed all the people in this small village, it is unlikely that any people will come again, and they can temporarily stay in this village for a few more days.

After all, Ma Tianfang only had one arm amputated. Although he has awakened, his body is very weak. It needs to be raised, but it is not suitable for someone to carry it around on a stretcher.

Don't look at the houses that have been burnt down, they can't live in them anyway, so Shang Zhen and the others rushed to those houses that were built with bricks and tiles even though the houses were over-fired.

"Huh? Why are there so many big vats here?" The little dustpan walking into a courtyard asked curiously.

This is not only the little dustpan's own question, but also the common question of other people.

The courtyard of this family was not small, and when they entered the stone wall, they saw a row of waist-high vats in the courtyard.

"It seems to be a workshop that makes soybean paste." Yu Zuolong said.

Yu Zuolong is not from the Northeast, he still knows some of AH's eating habits.

Yes, although Shang Zhen and the others have not yet crossed the Yangtze River, he has already reached the boundary of AH.

It's just that Nanjing is very close to AH, so the city Shang Zhen and the others went to is already in AH.

"It's miso sauce. Southerners should eat noodle sauce." At this time, Old Mao Wang guessed.

Everyone looked at the big vats, one of which had been smashed, and the dark red things under the big vat that had dried up looked like miso without water.

But it is obvious that the miso here is different from the miso that the Northeast people like to eat.

The miso that people in the Northeast eat is made from cooked soybeans.

"There are Japanese devils hiding in this big sauce jar, right? Little devils are not as tall as the big sauce jar." At this time, Bai Zhan said with a guilty conscience.

What Bai Zhan said is nonsense, no matter how short the Japanese soldiers are, they will definitely be taller than this big tank.

"Thieves are the only ones who can cat into this big tank." Old Mao Wang stabbed Bai Zhan, so Bai Zhan shut up.

Old Mao Wang walked forward as he spoke, but when he was about to reach the front of the vat, Shang Zhen, who was walking in the front, suddenly waved.

As soon as Shang Zhen waved his hand, the team that was a little lively just stopped their steps, and even Bai Zhan picked up his horse box.

It's just that Bai Zhan immediately realized that he had overreacted, and Shang Zhen, who was walking in the front, didn't touch the gun at all.

If there is a real situation, Shang Zhen will definitely draw his gun first.

"What's wrong?" Old Mao Wang stepped forward and stood side by side with Shang Zhen and asked in confusion.

But then he was stunned, because following Shang Zhen's gaze, he saw two feet sticking out of the big vat!
That foot is not big, it looks like a child of three or four years old.

As for what's under the feet, because the miso is opaque, Old Mao Wang can't see it, but is there any need to ask?
"What's wrong?" Seeing that there was no special situation, the others all moved forward again.

But at this time, Old Mao Wang came to his senses. He turned around and saw Ju Hongxia also leaning forward, but he immediately covered Ju Hongxia's eyes with his hand, and at the same time he gave Chu Tian a wink.

(End of this chapter)