The mountain road at his feet seemed to have no end. It was surrounded by withered and yellow weeds, and the dense shrubs were sometimes even higher than a person's head. Wu Chuang could hardly see the situation within ten meters in front of him. Wu Chuang was like a man at this time.
It is as inconspicuous as a drop of water falling into the sea. The silent forest not far away is like a silent beast. Those who are timid can't help but tremble when faced with such silence.
After carefully identifying the direction, the hungry Wu Chuang swallowed the spit in his mouth and continued walking towards the quiet woodland in front of him. This was already the third day and he had run out of food. The queue leader Qian Erxijiu
One soldier was unconscious after the injury. Erwazi, who knew a little about Chinese medicine, dug up herbs to make the platoon leader's condition look better. However, dozens of brothers were all hungry, so Wu Chuang had to go into the forest alone to see if he could
Find something to eat.
The slightest movement in the wind and grass will startle the birds and magpies in the forest. The empty echo makes the forest seem even more mysterious. Wu Chuang stood on the edge of the forest and did not move for a long time. Poisonous snakes and wild beasts may appear in such a place.
In this place, Wu Chuang, who came from Qinchuan, eight hundred miles away, may be regarded as a brave and skilled warrior, but he has an inexplicable fear of such forests.
Gritting his back molar, Wu Chuang took out the bayonet from his waist and entered the forest. The forest was covered with thick fallen leaves, layer after layer, which were soft and comfortable to step on. Wu Chuang was very nervous.
Carefully, the thick fallen leaves not only buried the remains for a long time, but also buried the corpses of countless reckless intruders: people or animals, even people who have lived in the forest all year round, would not dare to easily walk into the dense mountain forest.
There was a rustling sound in the forest behind him, as if something was passing by. Wu Chuang, holding a bayonet in his hand, ran towards a big tree in front of him in a hurry, stepping on the thick and soft leaf litter that was almost wet with his shoes.
on the road, leaving an orderly line of footprints. Wu Chuang, who was hiding behind the tree, looked in the direction of the sound. What came was a group of soldiers. Their faces had the same fear and persistence as Wu Chuang, and they were covered in
The same tattered military uniform as Wu Chuang's, this is the robe of the same army as Wu Chuang.
A tall and strong man walked in front. Through the mottled light in the forest, Wu Chuang could see that the thing he was waving in his hand was a shiny sharp blade. It was a thick-backed broadsword, with a sharp edge that could be used to blow hair.
I saw the man cut off the vines in front of him with a gentle pull, pushed aside the vines, squeezed through with his tall body, and forcibly opened a path in the forest. "Why are you here?
"Didn't I tell you to wait where you are?" Wu Chuang, who was hiding behind a big tree when he saw his own people, stepped forward to greet them.
The tall man was a clumsy-talker. Facing Wu Chuang's questioning, he just kept scratching his head and let out a young man with glasses who was walking behind him. "What you said is all nonsense. We have more than 30 people."
Brother, it depends on how much food you can find by yourself. It is easier to do things with more people. This forest is a bit weird. We have to find enough food in one go." The bespectacled young man was talking to Wu Chuang while fiddling with it.
Hold the compass in your hand and adjust the direction of the compass from time to time.
Wu Chuang glared at the young man with the eyes, but said nothing. He just motioned to the Paoze who were chasing into the forest to follow him. He followed carefully, almost stepping on the footprints left by the people in front. Wu Chuang and his party
The people walked farther and farther, and soon they walked hundreds of meters into the forest. Everyone, including the young man with glasses, looked around while walking. They were trying their best to find something to eat, but they just harvested
But not much.
Suddenly, there were several popping sounds from the front, and the clumsy man who was wielding a knife to clear the way seemed to have discovered something. The big knife in his hand waved, and the white blade rose and fell several times, as if something was cut off, and fell to the ground.
There were a few drops of bright red on the blade, and the faint smell of blood filled the forest. "Monk, what's the matter?" Wu Chuang, who was walking second, stepped forward and asked. The monk who was wiping the blade with the sole of his shoe turned back and smiled.
He opened his mouth, and a flash of white flashed across his dark face. Those were his teeth.
"I've found something delicious. I can have a snack at noon, haha." The monk held up the snake that he had cut into two sections and smiled. The twisted snake in the monk's hand was two meters long and almost had two thumbs.
The thick, bright red snake blood was seeping out along the fracture and falling on the mottled leaves. Seeing that the snake body that had been chopped into two ends by the monk could still move, Wu Chuang subconsciously took a step back, especially as the snake's head twisted towards him.
While walking, Wu Chuang's scalp felt numb.
"Not bad! Well done! I've long been tired of eating those wild vegetables all the time!" The bespectacled young man following Wu Chuang smiled and nodded. He stepped forward and took a snake body from the monk's hand, and cut it on the snake skin with a short knife.
With a gentle stroke and squeeze, a green snake gall fell out. The young man in glasses swallowed the snake gall in one gulp and sucked a mouthful of delicious snake blood. He seemed to be enjoying himself indescribably. He chopped off the snake's head and peeled off the snake's skin. The monk then
Two pieces of white snake meat were thrown into the basket on his back. Of course, the snake blood was not wasted, and it all went into the stomachs of him and the bespectacled young man.
After drinking the snake's blood, the monk seemed to have luck. He kept swinging his knife and retracting it, and soon killed more than a dozen snakes in the forest. The snakes in the forest seemed to be chopped down by the monk endlessly.
Killed in two, when the basket on the monk's back was almost full, Wu Chuang ordered to retreat. Wu Chuang was just a squad leader, but he was the highest-ranking person in the group since the platoon leader Qian Erxi. The platoon leader was unconscious.
Without waking up, Wu Chuang, as the squad leader, became his own commander.
With most of the snake meat on their backs, they thought they would not be hungry again tonight. Wu Chuang and his party carefully retreated from the forest along the original path, digging some grass roots and wild vegetables for food along the way. "I've heard it a long time ago.
It was said that there were many snakes and insects in Jingchu. I didn't believe it before, but now it seems that I was wrong." Looking at the snake meat in the basket on the monk's back, Wu Chuang felt endless annoyance. If he had known earlier that there were snakes in the forest.
There are so many snakes and insects, maybe there won’t be anyone poisoned after eating wild vegetables last night.
After harvesting enough food, Wu Chuang and others all had smiles on their faces. At least they knew that they could find food to survive in the forest. As long as there was food, they could continue to stay here. Return to their shelter.
At the mountain col, the soldiers who stayed behind had already boiled the water, and chopped the snake meat into pieces and threw them into the pots made of steel helmets. The hungry Wu Chuang and the others gathered around three of the simplest "iron pots"
.
There was no oil, salt, or any condiments. At most, they threw a handful of wild vegetables into the snake soup to increase the weight. But even so, Wu Chuang and others still surrounded the helmets eagerly and greedily smelled the fishy heat.
"Hey, you just eat this. Is this edible?" A strange voice appeared above Wu Chuang's head. He turned around and saw three guys dressed as ordinary people standing behind them. At the attention of Wu Chuang and others
When everyone was focused on the three steel helmets, these three guys dressed as civilians actually touched behind them.
Wu Chuang wanted to grab the rifle, but was stepped on by a big foot. When he looked up again, he saw that a muzzle had been placed on his forehead. "My name is Lin Jiadong, and our company commander has sent three of us to advance."
The volcano is looking for you. Fortunately, we were lucky. After entering the mountain, we found fireworks coming from your side. Otherwise, the three of us would have broken our legs running in this volcano." Lin Jiadong was hiding behind the dice.
Seeing that Hou San had taken away the weapons of these people, he had the courage to stand up and reveal his identity.
Wu Chuang was very unhappy that Dice pointed a gun at his head, but no matter how he dodged, the short gun in Dice's hand would always be pointed at him. The monk who didn't like to talk reached out to grab his big knife, but was sitting next to him.
The young man with glasses stopped him. Since Lin Jiadong had already revealed his identity, he would not be the one who was harmful to them, or he would have shot them before he spoke.
"Which one of you has the final say? Our company commander said that we will fight back Diqiao Town. Let me ask you if you are interested in adding a kick?" Lin Jiadong did not want to waste more time and directly stated his intention to come straight to the point.
, although he didn’t know why Tang Cheng told him to say this, Lin Jiadong still repeated it according to Tang Cheng’s original words. “I heard that you have wounded people, and there are medicine shops and doctors in Diqiao Town. As long as they are beaten away from the town,
Japanese and puppet troops, your wounded will be treated."
Wu Chuang looked around at his clothes, and everyone's eyes were full of emotion. Fighting away the Japanese and puppet troops in the town not only meant medicine and doctors, but also hot meals and clean clothes.
"But we only have 5 rifles and only 30 rounds of bullets, so we can't fight this battle." Wu Chuang didn't say anything, but the young man with glasses sitting next to the monk spoke, but Lin Jiadong shook his head at his words.
laugh.
"We don't have many other things, but we have enough weapons and ammunition. We killed more than a dozen Japanese soldiers in Xiajiawa, and also killed a platoon of the Imperial Association Army in Tangqiao Village and Luojiazhuang. From the Japanese soldiers and the Imperial Army
There are a lot of weapons and ammunition seized by the army, including machine guns and small cannons. Our company commander will be here in a moment. If you have any questions when our company commander arrives, you can ask him." After a quick glance, he was controlled by Hou San.
With those rifles, Lin Jiadong finally found his tsundere,
"Are you guerrillas or the Eighth Route Army?" The bespectacled young man asked hesitantly, but Lin Jiadong did not see the fleeting joy in his eyes.
"No," Lin Jiadong replied with a smile, "We are the **, the 1st Battalion and 2nd Company of the 524th Regiment of the 88th Division. We are the direct descendants of the **."