Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

He was constantly blown away from the original track by the strong wind, and climbed back again and again.

Half of the translator's body was suspended in the air, and he was about to fall down.

At this critical moment, Qiao Lin kicked his feet vigorously, and leaped forward, grabbing the translator's arm in time.

The straps of the backpack wrapped around my hands became tighter and tighter due to the pull.

Qiao Lin felt that his entire palm was about to shatter, and the piercing pain instantly covered his entire arm.

Just like that, Qiao Lin was torn into big characters abruptly by the strong wind, holding the backpack strap with one hand and the translator with the other.

The two of them were like kites tied on a string, being blown around by the strong wind, and they were not blown away by a backpack strap.

After an unknown amount of time, Qiao Lin felt that he had lost all consciousness, and the strong wind finally stopped.

It was completely dark, and the valley was once again calm.

Qiao Lin's consciousness was still clear. He wanted to move, but his limbs didn't listen to the command of his brain at all.

No matter how hard he tried, he seemed to be paralyzed, lying motionless on the snow.

At this time, Wu Qianli, who had been blown tens of meters away by the strong wind, woke up.

He was luckier.

After being blown away by the wind at first, it crashed unbiasedly into a groove in the hillside.

With the mountains as a support, despite the cold wind, Wu Qianli was not afraid, and was forced to choose to face the strong wind face to face.

By the time the wind stopped, he was already covered with more than one meter of snow.

Chapter 21 The wind stopped, Qilian was buried

"Anyone else?"

Wu Qianli dug away the snow that covered him, and crawled out of the snow nest.

It has become a snowy world in front of my eyes, and I can't see anything else. Even the trees are wrapped in thick snow, which looks like an upright snow column.

None of Qilian's people could be seen, and the twenty translators also disappeared without a trace.

At that moment, Wu Qianli's head thumped.

He didn't know whether his comrades were blown away by the strong wind, or he was blown to an unknown place.

The team is gone, but the mission is not yet complete.

Wu Qianli walked forward with difficulty on the knee-deep snow, asking loudly while walking.

"Yes... yes!"

There was a sound from the ground, and the snow seemed to move.

Wu Qianli thought he was dazzled, so he quickly opened his eyes wide.

Soon, a crack opened in the snow on the ground, and a hand stretched out from inside.

Wu Qianli quickly crawled over, planing with both hands quickly.

After digging more than half a meter deep, Yu Congrong's face was exposed.

"Commander, it's good to see you again."

Although half of his body was still buried in the snow, Yu Congrong still couldn't hide his inner excitement and said from the bottom of his heart.

"Stop talking nonsense, come out and help find other people."

Wu Qianli gave Yu Congrong a hand and made him sit up.

The two began to search for other comrades in arms.

Slowly, more and more fighters stood up again, some were dug out, and some were drilled out by themselves.

The first thing everyone did after they came out was to be thankful that they had survived again, and they joined the search team the next moment.

The more people there are, the stronger the strength is. After more than an hour of searching, the soldiers within a few hundred meters have been planed by the soldiers.

After statistics and roll call, Wu Qianli received two news, one good and one bad.

The good news is that this sudden gust of wind did not cause substantial damage to the soldiers.

Everyone was basically buried in the wind and snow, and apart from minor scrapes, no one was injured.

The bad news is that only 150 of Qilian's original 150 people were found, and Qiao Lin disappeared.

Of the 19 translators, only [-] were found, and one translator was missing.

Under such a strong wind, it is very lucky to be alive, and casualties are inevitable.

Although the soldiers all knew this truth, they still felt extremely uncomfortable in their hearts.

Qiao Lin, a new recruit, has unknowingly integrated into the Seventh Company, and everyone regards him as a part of it.

I remembered that Qiao Lin usually helped everyone scout out the enemy's situation after running before and after running, smoking a cigarette, and performing martial arts for his comrades...

One by one, the past emerged.

"Ugh!"

Lei Gong sighed softly, no matter how dark the night was, it was hard to hide the sadness in his eyes.

"Company Commander, let's look again, I think Brother Lin is definitely fine!"

The most excited one is Zhang Xiaoshan.

On weekdays, this taciturn little soldier is the one who has the best relationship with Qiao Lin.

Since Qiao Lin saved his life under the bombing of an enemy plane, he regarded Qiao Lin as a benefactor.

But before this kindness was reported, the benefactor disappeared.

Only 17 years old, he couldn't accept this fact and burst into tears.

He suddenly felt that the mountain behind him collapsed.

"Don't cry, Qiao Lin must still be there, everyone is fine, how could he be okay? Maybe it's just ahead, maybe we'll see it in a while!"

Zhang Xiaoshan's crying made everyone's eyes red.

At this moment, no one blamed his cries for possibly attracting enemies, and Mei Sheng couldn't help but sniffled and comforted him softly.

In fact, under the snow less than 30 meters away from Zhang Xiaoshan and the others, Qiao Lin lying on the ground stared wide-eyed.

The snow was not soundproof, and he could hear the movements of the soldiers clearly.

He wanted to tell everyone that I was actually here, but his lips were frozen together, so he couldn't say it at all.

"okokokok"

Jolin can only speak through his nostrils.

Although unwilling to accept the reality that Qiao Lin may have already sacrificed, Wu Qianli knew that the task was still important at the moment.

A lot of time has been delayed, and the troops must set off immediately to make up the lost distance as soon as possible, otherwise they will not be able to feel the Dayu Cave within the specified time.

He ordered the team to seize the time to check the equipment, and hurried down the mountain to continue on the road.

After Yu Congrong checked his firearm, he suddenly heard a slight hum.

He touched Ping He on the side, and asked in a low voice, "Did you hear the wild boar's cry?"

Ping He stopped what he was doing, listened carefully, and then shook his head.

"Why do I always feel that there is a wild boar calling?"

Yu Congrong wondered if his ears were damaged by the wind.

The pain can only be engraved in the heart, and the surface must be strong.

This is what soldiers do.

But Zhang Xiaoshan's thoughts obviously haven't deepened to this point. What happened to Qiao Lin still made him very sad. Although he stopped crying loudly, his tears never stopped.

For the smallest soldier in the company, everyone showed enough understanding.

Mei Sheng even brought Zhang Xiaoshan with him specially to comfort him and enlighten him.

After the inspection, the radio station was not damaged, and the guns and ammunition were still there.

The only thing Lei Gong regretted was that two of the four boxes of mortar shells distributed by the headquarters were missing.

The team regrouped and set off.

Without Qiao Lin's investigation, Yu Congrong went to the front of the team to explore the way.

However, just after walking not far, he fell to the ground with a somersault.

Since it was already dark, he only felt as if he was tripped, but he didn't see clearly what tripped him.

Seeing Yu Congrong's sudden fall, the soldiers immediately raised their vigilance and raised their guns.

"what?"

Yu Congrong got up from the ground, his face covered in snow.

He turned and stooped and groped the ground, trying to figure out what had tripped him up.

Qiao Lin's investigation route has never happened before, and he had an accident within a minute of taking office, which is too shameful.

"Yu Congrong, what are you doing?"

Under the night, Yu Congrong seemed to be possessed by a demon, hunched over and groping the ground with both hands.

This scene looked very strange to the people behind, Wu Qianli asked aloud.

"Commander, here's something."

Yu Congrong felt something like a rope in the snow and shouted excitedly.

Wu Qianli immediately chased after him: "What is it?"

"I don't know, it's still tight."

Yu Congrong tugged and found that it couldn't be pulled at all.

"Let me see."