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

Two Eighth Route Army soldiers were walking far in front, beating the ground with sticks in their hands. There were bushes half as tall as a man on both sides of the road. They were carrying a large hatchet and kept cutting off the bushes that protruded into the road.

The team had been walking for most of the day, and the soldiers were a little tired.

No one in the marching team spoke loudly, and Pan Zhuzhu, who was walking at the front of the team, was in a daze; this mission should not be difficult, and it was not a battle. It was just a search for the Japanese advance team of two squads.

He only had his own platoon of holograms, and the ninth company had two platoons of unknown names. I don't know what the leader was thinking, but he pieced together a company and entered the mountain without explaining who the company commander was.

In fact, there is no need to explain at all. There is a fake leader in the team behind. Pan Zhuzhu has no intention to compete with the Jiulian Company. It's not that he can't compete, but he can't compete at all. In this case, the worst thing is not to act with that group of miscellaneous troops. Enter.

Shan found an excuse to escape and advanced into the team himself. After making up his mind, Pan Zhuzi's platoon from the Third Company pulled the Ninth Company far behind.

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

A man was sitting on a stretcher, his ponytail wagging three times with each step. The two soldiers carrying the stretcher were two soldiers from Li Xiang's platoon. For the opportunity to carry the company commander, the two soldiers defeated countless comrades. They are still bruised and swollen. Although they are tired, they have a look on their faces.

of excitement.

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

Looking at the soldiers of the third company in the distance in front, I felt that the ninth company was about to become a laggard team. They were removed from the position of commander and demoted to the red company commander. I had an indescribable feeling towards the advancing team. I went out alone.

This is my first mission to lead so many people.

The calf fell on the side of the stretcher and dangled. As time went by, a hypnotic illusion came over. I felt that the road was retreating and the mountain wall was shaking. It felt like the Nine Company was flowing like water. Occasionally, I turned back and asked Li Xiang, who was carrying a grenade on his back.

Wang Xiaosan did not carry a marching pot, and his body was covered with grenades and grenades.

Behind him is the third platoon leader Luo Fugui, who is swaying step by step. Even if he walks, he is sleepy-eyed and empty-handed. Behind him is Platoon Leader Luo's ancestral Czech machine gun on one shoulder. Behind him is the machine gun hanging on the back with a pack of ammunition.

The warehouse was full, and I couldn't estimate the number of bullets. My little body was no longer acting as a security force, and I was swaying forward. Maybe I had never been in such a steep mountain before. I was excited about the scenery along the way, and I kept looking around.

The next one is the medical soldier He Gensheng, with a Czech machine gun across his shoulder, helping Mancang.

Then came Tian Sanqi, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face. He hung up a short gun and carried a grenade. There were ten soldiers, ten 38-guns, eighty ammunition per person, four grenades per person, and a crooked machine gun.

The machine gun has more than 400 rounds of ammunition.

Then there is Tang Dagou, who is carrying a spotless horse with four rings and a lance. His face has not been washed for hundreds of years, and he is blindly following the half-immortal behind him. There is also a four-round grenade bag hanging behind him;

The two classes lazily falling behind were the security forces who had just joined the Eighth Route Army.

At the end of the team was Li Xiang's squad. There were no machine guns, but all 79 rifles. Their military appearance was neat, their hair was the same length, they advanced at the same pace, waved their hands in unison, and even their breathing sounds were very neat. They were absolutely unique. That military posture,

Don't give a second thought to the Eighth Route Army.

About twenty meters away, there was a reinforced platoon that Chen Chong borrowed from his parents' family. It had strong soldiers and horses. Wang Peng was not stingy at all. He took a squad from each of the four platoons to form a reinforced platoon, and secretly stuffed two deputy officers into it.

The platoon leader went in, and Peipianpidianer humbly asked Chen Chong for advice along the way. Chen Chong talked about everything from marching to formation, digging holes, attacking and retreating without any reservations, for fear that the two platoon lieutenants would not remember it.

At the end of the team, for the first time, there was a fully-organized female soldier class. The correspondent passed back and forth in the team with a dashing figure, which always attracted a burst of attention. The second girl was at the end, without saying a word.

"What are you looking at, little one? What do you think you know about your big butt?" The mule's eyes were so elongated that he looked like a donkey. He raised his eyes and looked at a female soldier who was reporting the situation to the company commander.

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

After hearing the news about his brother from Officer Zheng, Xu Xiao burst into tears. He had not slept since last night and was not sleepy at all. Every soldier on the march of the Ninth Company had heard this sentence, so

, every soldier looked at him intently and showed high respect.

Anyone who wants to talk has to listen to his brother's story again. However, 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, brave or not?

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

Especially the half-immortal Tang Dagouban who had just joined the Ninth Company. After listening to the stories along the way, he had already made up his mind about these new veterans who had just joined the independent regiment. This little man looked like a popular figure in front of the new platoon leader.

He didn't dare to offend, but Nuonuo just listened. In addition, after listening to Lao Qin's nagging for several days before leaving, the new Eighth Route Army veteran felt that his ears were numb and he couldn't hear anything.

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

Regarding this mission, Captain Lu did not put forward any requirements. He only said that success or failure depends on God. This is his style, just like his smile when he said goodbye.

Xiao Hongying changed her posture on the stretcher, stretched out her hand to gather a ponytail, and tightened the head rope. Recalling her parting words before dawn, she saw worry in the eyes of Captain Lu, or it was Xiao Bingshou, the regiment guard behind him.

The flickering of dim torches causes optical illusions.

Before setting off, I received the latest information from Meixian County: a large group of Japanese soldiers had gathered out of the city and headed west.

Except for a few detectives and two civilians who led the way, the Japanese team rarely had any security forces.

The Japs headed west for an unknown purpose, perhaps to avenge the Japs' cavalry squadron, or perhaps to raid the mountains again.

When I 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 staying to recuperate. By the way, I wanted to see how Commander Lu carried out a new round of war.

During the propaganda work, Ma Liang in another ward was still lying on the hospital bed. Fortunately, the bullet had been dug out by He Gensheng, who had already left, and was covered with a thick bandage.

However, these have nothing to do with the miscellaneous Ninth Company that has been setting off for most of the day.

Xiao Hongying pulled off the strap of the water bottle, took a big gulp into the small mouth, turned around and ordered Hao Yun: "Tell Chen to come here!"

After a while, Chen Chong quickly walked along the uneven mountain road with shrubs on both sides, carefully passed the people in front of him, and ran in front of Xiao Hongying without saluting: "Girl, look for me, what do you want?"

"How far is it from Niujia Village where you are stationed?" Xiao Hongying blinked.
Chapter completed!