After falling from an altitude of more than 3,000 meters, no one thought that Stick and Zou Jiahui could still be alive. However, in fact, just as the Unity Brigade team retreated to Bobie, Guo Kui ordered Gu Youliang and others to start preparing for Stick and Zou Jiahui's death.
During the mourning meeting, they were still fighting to the death with the forty-eight heroes in the tropical jungle next to the Gulf of Thailand.
After a week of pursuit and sniping, nineteen of the sixty-seven heroes were killed by Zou Jiahui and the stick. But now, Zou Jiahui and the stick with a broken left leg were out of ammunition and exhausted, and they had to face death head-on.
Come.
In an unknown river valley in Chachoengsao City, about 100 kilometers away from Popet, in a hollow among a pile of rocks, Zou Jiahui and Stick sat back to back, holding half a piece of snake meat, chewing and swallowing hard. A Thai man
There is no shortage of fruits throughout the year, but fruits alone cannot support the energy consumption of large-scale exercise. Fish, snake meat, and cassava tubers have become necessary intakes. Even if it is difficult to swallow, they will force themselves to swallow some every day.
"Even if I can go back alive, my left leg is useless, so what's the point of living? Zou Hei, I will attract the attention of the Japs later. You are ready to swim across the river." He threw a piece of snake bone in his hand.
Drop it, said Sticky, who was sweating profusely.
"Don't even think about it, when will we Langya abandon our comrades? Save your energy and talk less, and save two more Japs to kill," Zou Jiahui said a little viciously.
When he was still on the banyan tree, the stick allowed Zou Jiahui to escape alone, but how could Zou Jiahui be willing to do it? Ordinary troops of the Xuebing Army have been warned not to abandon a comrade until the last moment. As the most elite wolf fang of the Xuebing Army
, how could he do such a thing.
Stick said angrily: "Zou Hei, do you want me to die in peace?"
"Nonsense, if I leave you alone now, you will really live in peace. Well, you should feel honored to have me as your companion on the road to hell. Keep up your strength, don't let the devils touch you.
I don’t even have the strength—”
"Zou Hei!" The anger faded away like a tide, and emotion came to his heart. Stick shouted emotionally, with tears overflowing from his eyes.
Zou Jiahui pursed his lips tightly, but refused to say anything else. He used a dagger to repair a branch about two meters long, trimming off the side branches and sharpening one end.
Stick struggled to move his body, looked up at the sky, looked at the sun that had turned red, and prayed silently: God, please hurry up and get dark!
Zou Jiahui and Sticky had a hard time escaping, and the pursuit of the heroes was not easy either. The heroes were all chased from the Bangkok military airport. At first, they were just a small team responding to Suzuki Sendou's order to check the crash situation of the fighter plane. They had a lucky hope that "China"
This is naturally a luxury hope. I realized the punishment I would bear after the death of the "China Representative", and then I understood the identity of Zou Jiahui. Once I thought about being put down by Zou Jiahui in an fair and just way, Bai Jiahui was killed.
Many of the heroes of the Suzuki brigade were so ashamed and angry that once they discovered the traces of the Wolf Fang, they immediately chased it down desperately.
Two teams of Xiongfeng participated in the pursuit. A week passed. The two wolves were still on the run, but Xiongfeng killed nineteen of them. The Xiongfeng felt more and more humiliated, and at the same time they also felt faintly frightened. They had been chasing for a week.
, they have figured out the details of the two fangs, and there is also a seriously injured person. If both fangs are intact, how many people will they fall? Can they still catch him?
After absorbing enough experience and lessons, Captain Langya, a captain named Nishikawa Kenho who led the team, changed his strategy and organized the remaining Xiongfeng into a group of three to start the search, and strictly ordered them not to act rashly after discovering Langya, and they must at least gather together.
Only if there are more than ten people together.
Zou Jiahui was worthy of being a martial arts practitioner. He had great physical strength and could run as fast as flying while carrying a stick. He escaped from the enemy's encirclement again and again. However, at this moment, he finally lost his physical strength and could only choose to lurk temporarily.
It's dark.
Finding a suitable hiding place is definitely a technical job. For example, the pile of rocks where they are hiding now will never be found if they don't get closer. And if they get closer, with Zou Jiahui and the stick, the three heroes will meet them.
What's coming, it's hard to say.
"They can't cross the river, right?" At the edge of a banana forest about ten meters away from the pile of rocks, three heroes gathered together to discuss after carefully combing through the banana forest and finding nothing.
"If this is possible, please inform Captain Nishikawa!"
"Matsumura, give me your kettle, I drank all the water."
"Hai, here it is."
...The pile of rubble is located on a smooth river beach. Because there is a depression in the middle, it does not look high. Looking at it from a distance of more than ten meters, it seems that no one can be hidden.
One of the three heroes was in front, and two in the back. The one in the front was looking at the other side, while the two in the back were leaning to the left and right, unaware that they were walking into a death trap.
Among the piles of rocks, Zou Jiahui and Stick looked at each other, and both saw a hint of determination in each other's eyes. Stick held his hands tightly with the three sides stabbed, while Zou Jiahui held the newly made javelin in his hand.
The three Japs stopped talking and walked over slowly. The sound of rustling footsteps became clearer and louder. Zou Jiahui used his feet hard and slowly squatted against the pile of rocks. Suddenly, he rolled over and stabbed out with all his strength.
took the javelin in his hand.
"Ah!" With a scream, Xiongfeng, who was walking at the front, was stabbed in the throat. His eyes widened and his mouth spurted blood and he fell down. At this moment, Zou Jiahui already had a three-edged thorn in his hand. He threw it out violently, and the three-edged thorn stabbed another one.
Xiongfeng's chest, while the latter fell to the ground, he turned the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger.
"Da da da..." The unique gunshot of mp-38|40 rang out. Zou Jiahui rolled and crawled and suddenly lunged at the last Xiong Feng with a loud roar.
"Eight grids!" This Xiongfeng shouted, turning around and passing the muzzle of the gun. "Da da da da..." When he pulled the trigger, a white light flashed, and the three-edged thorn thrown by the stick pierced his throat.
.The gunshots stopped, and Xiongfeng let out a "ho-ho" sound from his mouth and fell to the sky.
Zou Jiahui threw himself on the devil. While gasping for air, he pulled out the three-edged thorn of the stick. "Pfft!" A stream of blood spurted out, covering him. He stretched out his tongue and licked the dirty blood, tasting it.
He felt a little salty, then he spit out blood and foam, and smashed his gun to pieces. He took off the submachine gun, pistol, ammunition bag, grenade bag and dry food bag from the Japs, and ran to another place while squatting.
Standing next to the two Japs, he picked up his own three-edged thorn, then took off their weapons and equipment and hung them around their necks. He ran to the stick, handed the latter a submachine gun, half-crouched towards him and said, "Come up here."
,Walk!"
Stick also smashed all his long and short guns into pieces, then took the submachine gun, struggled to squat up with the gun on the ground, and fell on his back.
Zou Jiahui picked up the stick, figured out the direction, and ran towards the woods to the south. As soon as he ran out more than ten meters, fierce gunshots came from behind. Six Xiongfeng came from the northwest two directions, and three of them
Standing on the other side of the river, he fired fiercely at them. The bullets broke many branches around them. The sound of snapping branches was heard endlessly, making Stick and Zou Jiahui's scalp numb. Zou Jiahui shouted, stimulating his full potential and running at the fastest speed.
Suddenly it was a little faster.
(Old Poison: I have received many blessings and encouragement from brothers, which is very warm! I would like to wish brothers a happy New Year and all their wishes may come true!)