Blood-quenched mountains and rivers

In the forest, Yang Wei led the troops to lean over to hide, and a few soldiers who had no time to hide stayed where they were, simply pretending to have been stunned.Please use to visit this site.

In the deep and winding path, one could hear the footsteps of the bandits approaching little by little. The footsteps stepped on the leaves and made a creaking sound. Yang Wei held his breath, and in the green eyes, he finally saw a A young man was wearing a black cardigan and a bunt. He didn't look very impressive. He could tell he was a young man from a cottage. Behind the young man was an older man with crooked looks. The gills of the melon cracked dates and the sharp mouth of the monkey have a kind of shabby appearance at first glance.

The two of them had already slowly arrived at the open space where Yang Wei and the others were. The older man took out a pistol from his pocket, tiptoed to the fallen soldiers, and said with a treacherous smile: "It looks very majestic, but I didn't expect that they are all paper tigers! Take you all back to the cottage!"

At this time, Yang Wei and the others lurking in the woods were closely watching the situation in the open space, watching the elderly man whistle suddenly in the forest, which meant that the fallen soldiers would all be sent to the cottage In the middle, the soldiers beside Yang Wei couldn't hold back any longer, they wanted to stand up and subdue the two, but Yang Wei cast a stern look at them, and they quickly lay down on the ground, not daring to make a sound.

In this mountain forest, the people who are most familiar with the situation are none other than Yuzezhai's own people. I think there are many traps like this along the way, and even if there are no traps, Yang Wei and others don't know what Yuzezhai is. Instead of attacking these people now and attracting all the people in the village to attack, it ran counter to Yang Wei's original plan. His original idea was to sneak up the mountain quietly, and the gangsters in Yuze village hadn't reacted yet. Surrounding them without any circumstances, from this point of view, the soldiers lying on the ground suddenly became an excellent bait, and Yang Wei and others followed closely, which is the best way.

While Yang Wei was meditating, the bandits hiding in other places in the forest heard whistles coming from all directions, and almost found Yang Wei and others hiding near the open space. Looking at the soldiers, I saw them overjoyed. Seeing the expressions of the soldiers, it was as if they had picked up gold?No, it's more like seeing something delicious.

Everyone hurriedly lifted up the soldiers who were lying on the ground, and the young man standing aside commanded the crowd. Although his face was still full of childishness, it seemed that his identity was not ordinary. Yang Wei's Eyes and guns followed the young man all the time, calmly, when a group of bandits picked up Yang Wei's soldiers and set off to the mountain stronghold, Yang Wei waited until they gradually walked away, then Hurry up from the grass and start to march forward, leading the soldiers under him to follow the bandits' footsteps and march towards Yuzezhai.

Yang Wei's previous idea was correct, there were some bandits as living guideposts, Yang Wei and others followed closely, and they didn't encounter any traps along the way, which saved a lot of effort, and followed them all the way. Okay, the road on the mountain doesn't look that difficult anymore, but it's not so easy to walk in the grass with your body bent.

It took less than half an hour to follow the footsteps of the bandits. The posture of bowing forward made Yang Wei and the others exhausted. Sweat oozed from the forehead and dripped into the mud along the bridge of the nose and chin. , Just when everyone felt exhausted, the figure of Yuzezhai finally appeared in everyone's sight. [

Yuze Village, this cottage that has only been heard of and never seen within a radius of tens of miles is like a mystery, but today it is finally revealed in front of Yang Wei and others. The whole cottage is magnificent and is a typical traditional Central Plains building. , There are towers and embrasures at the gate, like a miniature city, with towering checkpoints and numerous walls, it can be seen that the fortifications have been worked hard, and it is by no means just a joke.

Although there is still nearly a hundred meters away from the Yuzezhai compound, Yang Wei has already heard the loud yelling of the bandits in the village during training. Judging from this sound, the number of people is probably close to ten thousand.

Such a number and scale far exceeded the average bandit village, but it was unexpected by Yang Wei. The soldiers beside him also realized that the situation was a bit tricky, and leaned against Yang Wei and whispered: "Commander, what is going on now?" Is good?"

Yang Wei waved his hand, directed the three soldiers on the side, and said in a low voice: "You three, go back along the original road and bring the reinforcements up the mountain. Remember to avoid all the traps on the road, understand?"

The three of them nodded again and again, and then they disappeared from the sight of others.

Yang Wei took a deep breath, and he will lead others to stay here, but head-to-head is different from hitting a stone with an egg. Even these special forces who can completely fight ten against one, it is really difficult for them to fight against such a large number of bandits.

Everything needs to be strategic, and Yang Wei's head is spinning rapidly. All the left behind personnel can't just wait here without any purpose. As a starting point, check the terrain around the entire cottage, find a favorable terrain suitable for attack, and search for other entrances and exits of the cottage.

Time passed by every minute and every second. When night fell, the temperature in the mountain dropped sharply. Although there were trees covering it, which could slightly reduce the cold wind coming directly, the humid climate in the forest was more tormenting than the cold. The soldiers Three or five people gathered together to protect each other from the cold wind. Yang Wei leaned against a tree trunk. Although the two soldiers beside him did not speak, their formation was subconsciously protecting Yang Wei from the cold wind.

There was a fire in the cottage, and there were shouts of drinking and punching. It was a typical bandit life. With such a bright fire and the cold night as a contrast, the night seemed colder like water.

Yang Wei took a deep breath, his stomach was already unbearably hungry, everyone shared the food in the backpack, although their stomachs were already empty, but their throats were so thirsty that they were about to burst into flames, making even the food delivered to their mouths Dry food is still hard to swallow.

Everyone stared at the companions around them, and couldn't help showing a wry smile on their faces. Yang Wei frowned, and took a bite of the dry food calmly. The chewed dry food was like pieces of dry sand passing through Yang Wei's throat. But he gritted his teeth and swallowed the food.

Under such circumstances, Yang Wei knows better than anyone else that people are like iron and steel, and the body is the capital of the revolution. At this moment, physical fitness can be said to determine everything.

With Yang Wei's actions as an example, the other soldiers were deeply moved, and they stuffed food into their mouths along with Yang Wei.

But at this moment, the dark clouds covered the moon, and the cool raindrops fell at the right time, and the sound of hitting the leaves was like a cheerful sonata.