Although he hates the money rat tail on his head, Guo Dajing is not a pedantic person. In order to disguise himself and infiltrate, he has no psychological burden on him by wearing pigtails.
After Zhao Qingshan laughed and scolded him, he finally realized that Guo Dajing was serious. His previous agreement was a bit perfunctory. Feeling strange in his heart, he stroked his beard and looked at Guo Dajing with an intriguing look in his eyes.
Guo Dajing didn't care about the doubts in Zhao Qingshan's eyes. He bit off more than he could chew. Today's foreign language study ended here and he wanted to rest.
"Uncle Zhao, rest?" Guo Dajing said in a questioning tone.
Zhao Qingshan pondered for a moment, but did not express the doubts in his heart. He stood up and said: "I or Sanxiang will come for you in the middle of the night. You have been traveling for more than a day, and you are really tired."
Guo Dajing watched Zhao Qingshan walk deep into the woods, get into the snow nest, and wrap himself in furs. He replayed the Manchu language he had learned twice in his mind. At some point, he fell asleep.
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The Spring Festival, the first day of the Lunar New Year, is a time to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new, when thousands of families gather together to drink and have fun.
But in the mountains and forests, in the wind and snow, a group of escapees were trekking hard, completely unable to feel the festive atmosphere, let alone the mood and conditions to celebrate and drink.
Not only is there no joy in the New Year, but sad things happen every day, making people's hearts shrouded in sadness and sadness.
Many villagers are weak and weak, which is caused by being cold and hungry for a long time. They cannot recover from one or two full meals.
Sleeping in the freezing cold, even if you try to stay in a leeward place and set up a fire to keep warm, the difficult trek still consumes some people's remaining life force, and some people will never wake up the next day.
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Five or six, a dozen, seven or eight.
Over the past three days, the death toll has been rising and falling, and has tended to stabilize. Those who were too weak could not make it through, and the rest still had some physical strength to support them.
The villagers have become numb to this. The dead were hastily covered up, and they just talked about human affairs. But people have to set off again, moving forward towards the future and hope.
After bypassing Qingtai Yubao, the villagers entered the frozen Piaozi River and continued southward along the valley. Two days later, they had approached the intersection of Piaozi River and Wuchong River.
According to the normal schedule, in two or three days, we can see the sea and see the dawn of victory.
Moreover, for forty or fifty miles along the coast, all Jianlu have given up, forming a no-man's land. Since it is a no-man's land, it is naturally safe, and there is no need to worry anymore.
But things often happen unexpectedly, as if God wants to make things difficult for this escape team who has gone through so much hardship. Just as they are about to escape from danger, there is another desperate obstacle in front of them.
Looking at the camp with smoke rising from the distance, Zhou Qing had an ugly look on his face, something he didn't have when he sneaked in. Because of this, he chose this escape route.
Guo Dajing narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was stimulated by the snow light, but in fact it was the murderous intention that surged in his heart.
According to what Zhou Qing said, they needed to walk back for a day and then take a detour around the Jianlu camp, which would take at least three days.
If there is sufficient food, spending three days is not out of the question. But the key is that there is not enough food. The two days originally planned can barely sustain it. Now it is almost impossible to add three extra days.
You must know that to survive or even trek in a cold environment, you must ensure body heat and sufficient physical strength.
It's not like lying down in the house without moving, just drinking water and not starving to death. Now we are on the run. If we don't run away, we will die. But if we don't have the physical strength, how can we escape?
"Let's go back and discuss it!" Zhou Qing said in a helpless and heavy voice: "There are almost twenty Jianlu, we can only take a detour."
Guo Dajing lowered his eyes, knowing why Zhou Qing's words were heavy.
If we want to take a detour, we can only give up some people and concentrate the food in the hands of other people. This will ensure their food and maintain their physical strength for the trek.
As for the people who were abandoned, they had almost no hope of survival other than dying of cold and starvation, or being discovered and killed by the captives.
"I want to - look - look again." Guo Dajing raised his head, with firmness and determination in his eyes.
Zhou Qing looked at Guo Dajing's face and said slowly: "Dajing, this is not the time to act on impulse. As long as you and I persist, Sister Li Xiu and Xiaoni will definitely be able to take it with us."
Guo Dajing shook his head and said slowly: "Not for - her - them."
"Then you are planning to break in?" Zhou Qing asked tentatively. Seeing that Guo Dajing did not deny it, he hurriedly said: "No, no. I know you are capable, but this is a camp, not a manor. If you are twenty or thirty years old, you will definitely build a captive.
It’s not something we can deal with.”
Guo Dajing blinked his eyes and said stubbornly: "I'll - look - look again!"
Zhou Qing frowned and looked at Guo Dajing. After a long while, he sighed and said, "If you get closer after dark, I will bring a few people here to pick you up."
Guo Dajing nodded vigorously and grinned at Zhou Qing, making Zhou Qing roll his eyes.
If there is a difference between confidence and arrogance, it may mean that the results are different. If you succeed, it is called confidence; if you fail, it is arrogance.
Guo Dajing believed that he had the capital to be confident, not because he was fighting so many captives face to face, but because his skills and weapons and equipment gave him great advantages in sneak attacks and assassinations.
A sharp and silent hunting crossbow, camouflage in the snow, a night vision scope, a one-hit kill attack, and the newly learned Manchu language.
In addition to Zhao Qingshan, Zhou Qing also taught a lot of Manchu. As a spy, of course he also knew some simple expressions.
After Zhou Qing left, Guo Dajing took out a white cloth and wrapped it around him. Holding a hunting crossbow, he used the cover of the trees to move toward Jianlu's small camp.
As night falls, the clouds cover the moon, making the surrounding scenery seem to turn into a black and white ink painting. There are no other colors, only brushstrokes of different shades.
When Guo Dajing thought about it, Jianlu suddenly set up a small camp here, not to block the army or provide an early warning, but to prevent the Dongjiang Army's spies from infiltrating.
As a main infiltration route, spies will inevitably be captured and caught. It is not surprising that Jianlu learned from this.
Obviously, the Jianlu attack on North Korea and the Dongjiang Army will be carried out soon.
Although the Dongjiang side was aware of Jianlu's military actions, they did not know the specific time, and it was impossible to maintain long-term vigilance. There was no way to guard against thieves for a thousand days.
Therefore, Jianlu strengthened espionage defense, set up barriers, and blocked accurate information before taking action according to the communication speed at that time, so that the action could be sudden.
Jianlu's temporary camp was divided into two places, on both sides of the river at the confluence of Wuchong River and Piaozi River, sandwiching the river in the middle.