The country is broken

But the following march made Li Wei feel that this was not a march, but an Ironman Decathlon plus an ultra-marathon. Leng is stepping on a road that no one has walked. Not only do they have to cross mountains and ridges, but they also have to wade through forests. The people who went ashore were covered in big water leaks, dripping water continuously, the dense vines and thorns in the forest came out from the forest, and the bodies of those who walked ahead to open the way were almost covered with tiny green plant thorns.And when walking, everyone must not only pay attention to the ground, but also guard against the sky. As soon as the roar of an airplane appears in the sky, all the people on the ground will disappear immediately, playing hide-and-seek with the devil's aerial scouts, and sometimes you have to take advantage of Crossing the railway at night and touching under the devil's bunker.

The soldiers of the Third Regiment marched nearly 100 miles from morning to nightfall. For such a long and long-distance rapid march, this made Li Wei very depressed. The movements of his legs alternated several times. If he walked in a straight line, it would be considered Yes, sometimes they just go around the main road, and even walk there in the morning, and then have to go back in the afternoon.If Li Wei hadn't just mastered the Qi nourishing stage of "Refining the Gods", I am afraid that this long-term rapid march would have worn him into a skinny, black and thick camel like other veteran soldiers.

"Boom! ~ Chi! ~~~"

There was a sudden burst of gunfire on the right, and the sound of bullets piercing the air continued.

The marching team stopped suddenly, and the divisions dispersed to seize favorable terrain and commanding heights. Sometimes a large army encountered a small group of enemies during the march, and they usually avoided them if they could. . [

"Damn it! Brothers, go!~" Li Wei quickly drew the Bayi-style rifle from behind, and rushed over first.

Hearing the gunshots, he knew that the fighting was not very intense.There were only seventeen or eight guns fighting at most, and the 1000-plus members of the third regiment were still afraid of such a small fish. Li Wei had been depressed for a long time. How could such a good opportunity be bullied by the weak?

Squad leader Lei Long wanted to stop Li Wei, but saw that the recruit had already run away, and stomped his feet angrily: "This kid! He ran faster than a rabbit when he saw the gunshot, and he emphasized on organizational discipline. You have to give him lessons."

Thinking about whether he could catch some oil and water, Li Wei ran desperately, while yelling: "Brothers! Wait for me, leave two for me, take it easy!~Wait for me!"

Can you not be in a hurry, it's too late to go, the devils have been brought down by others, and he can't even get any scum of the spoils.

The soldiers who heard Li Wei's yelling couldn't help laughing out loud. Recently, the new recruits have become more and more distinctive, and several soldiers who were provoked by Li Wei's yelling couldn't help following them.The faces of more soldiers who were standing still were even more annoyed.Why don't the enemies pass by them here?

Seeing Li Wei rushing out, Fan Guowen, who was in the team, scratched his head and jumped up anxiously. He also wanted to follow.But he is a machine gunner, the three-legged Maxim heavy machine gun, he can't carry it alone, and several people can't run fast, Fan Guowen looks anxious, so let him carry Maxim's deputy The machine gunner almost fell to the ground laughing, and chuckled on the side as if he was leaking.

As he got closer to the battlefield, the sound of gunfire began to fade away. Li Wei saw all the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army swaying, and it seemed that they were about to fight.

Impatiently buried his head and rushed forward.Li Wei rushed to the place where the gunshot was fired, and his heart sank. It's over. The battle site is next to a small forest. There is a choking smell of gunpowder and burning in the air. Many soldiers are searching carefully. Around, cleaning the battlefield.

"Brother, I'm late! Hahaha!~" A soldier who was inspecting the enemy's corpse winked at Li Wei.

Li Weili dragged his gun, and said from the corner of his mouth: "Damn. It's a step too late." He kicked a stone hard.

This goose-egg-sized stone flew into a dense thatch not far away.

"Ah!~" There was a sudden howl in the thatch, and a ghost soldier with a helmet jumped out, holding a [-]-gun and howling, rushing towards Li Wei.

The howling sound startled Li Wei. He thought it was some kind of beast, but he didn't expect a big living person to jump out.

The blind cat encountered a dead mouse, but it didn't expect that there was a fish slipping through the net under its eyelids. It was caught by a stone and thought it was exposed.

It really made a profit, Li Wei was overjoyed, spat in the palm of his hand, and greeted him with a Type [-] rifle.

With a dull collision sound, Li Wei sideways fired three or eight shots from the Japanese devil soldier, and kicked the Japanese devil soldier hard on the lower abdomen.

The howling of the devil soldier suddenly seemed to be cut off by scissors, and there were a few strange grunts in his throat, and he flew back backwards spurting blood.

Li Weidi, who had practiced "Shenshen Jue", was originally far stronger than ordinary soldiers, not to mention kicking with all his strength as if venting his depression, the ghost soldiers would definitely not feel better. [

Li Wei wanted to rush forward to give the Devil Bing a finishing blow, but he was staggered a few steps by the soldiers rushing up behind him.

As if Li Wei didn't exist, five or six soldiers swarmed up cheeringly, leaving Li Wei behind, and several army thorns stabbed down together.

Li Wei only saw the backs of a few Eighth Route Army soldiers covering the devil, and he couldn't squeeze in even if he wanted to cry, so he could only shout: "Let me stay!~".

It was as if he had just been kicked from heaven to hell, and Li Wei could hardly say anything. These Eighth Route Army soldiers were even more devils than devils.

The weapons and medicines on the devil soldiers were swept away, and the soldiers scattered away. It seemed that the Eighth Route Army soldiers' sweeping ability was no worse than that of the Japanese devils.

Bai Gan ran around for a long time again, but he didn't see red with a bayonet.

Li Wei depressedly used the military thorns on his eighth rifle to do weeding work, and after a while he was asked to hoe a devil soldier's helmet in the haystack.

After waiting for a long time, Li Wei hoped that one or two more escaped fish would come out, but no lucky enemy appeared until he was called to close the team.

Li Wei returned to the team with the steel helmet he picked up from the haystack with a disappointed expression on his face. He was too embarrassed to tell his comrades that it was handed over.

Squad leader Lei Long saw Li Wei's lost look, he couldn't help being angry and funny, but Bi Shengke and the others comforted Li Wei, saying that there would be many battles in the future, enough for him to pick up.