This novel selection operation began early in the morning.

When it was almost noon, when Han Feng and Xu Zilin returned to Crouching Tiger Village to see the data, 217 people had already been eliminated.

This means that the search team has increased by 217 people.

In addition, the encirclement has shrunk again, leaving even less room for the rest of the contestants to survive.

However, the search did not seem to go as smoothly as before, and until one o'clock in the afternoon, no new fighters were found.

In fact, in this selection, there are many things that can be adapted in the rules formulated by Han Feng, and when chatting with Xu Zilin, Han Feng said:

"If the soldiers pay enough attention to this selection, they will really treat this selection as the situation of being besieged by the Japanese army.

There's a lot they can do.

The first one, it's not that our search team can see it with their eyes and lose, they can disappear again the moment they appear, so that the search team can no longer catch their tails.

Second, since the search team is now taking the place of devils, the selection members can take the initiative to take the opportunity to escape from our encirclement.

Of course, the process is difficult, and I have long spoken to the fighters around me who are responsible for shrinking the encirclement, and I will be ready to prevent this possibility from appearing.

Third, if their covert style is organized, for example, if there is a platoon commander or squad leader taking the lead, it is actually more likely to be able to avoid the enemy, such as sending a few scouts to reconnoiter the situation of our search team at any time, so that even if they are exposed, they will only sacrifice a few scouts.

So I agreed to put the monks and their battalion commanders in, because the eight of them have flexible brains and should think of this method. ”

Han Feng's idea once again surprised Xu Zilin, who only realized a problem at this time, this selection seemed to be getting closer and closer to the real situation of being swept away by the Japanese army.

Time passed bit by bit, and many participating fighters were discovered and caught by the search team one after another.

The size of the search team naturally increased, and by about six o'clock in the evening, it was almost dark, and the number at the headquarters of Crouching Tiger Village was as high as 817.

This means that nearly half of the 2,000-odd teams have been eliminated.

At this moment, what is the situation of those warriors hiding in this white and snowy area?

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The moon was dark and the wind was high, and I don't know when the snow stopped, but the snow stopped falling, but it felt colder.

Deng Pang, the commander of the second battalion, squatted under a cedar tree, because the heavy snow was blocked by the branches and leaves of the cedar, there was not much snow under the tree, and with artificial sweeping, a dry place was finally freed up.

But the corners of Deng Pang's mouth were still trembling, his face was a little pale, and he was curled up, trembling at the same time, and he kept scolding in his mouth: "Monk Lao...... The son is about to freeze to death, you dog day...... What's the ...... Why do you look like you're fine? ”

The monk was sitting next to Deng Pang's right, it turned out that the two teams happened to meet near this pine tree, and after dark, the search team seemed to have stopped searching, so the two took their respective teams to find this place to rest for a while.

Deng Pang was very cold at this moment, and his upper and lower teeth were constantly fighting, but just like Deng Pang said, the monk didn't seem to be very cold, and he smiled at him happily.

"Hehe, you don't know this, when I was in Shaolin Temple, I practiced in the snow a lot, but I practiced in the snow shirtless, and I practiced for a day, and I was freezing!"

Deng Pang scolded: "And ...... Shang, you don't let it go...... Fart, don't think Lao Tzu...... I didn't see it, but the padded jacket you were wearing still had a ...... Fluffy!

I remember that time...... Is it surrendered on the battlefield...... If you get it, Lao Song will give it away...... When I arrived at the regiment headquarters, I specially dressed it for the regiment commander, how did it get to you...... Kid on it?

Okay, the feelings are...... It was given to you by the head of the regiment to wear it.

The regimental commander is eccentric.

You monk is not in Shaolin Temple on a snowy day...... I have practiced in the martial arts, and I am not afraid...... Is it cold? Then you put ...... You're ...... Take off the padded jacket, let's change the ...... Swap for swap. ”

The monk was so frightened that he hurriedly hugged his padded jacket, stared at Deng Pang with a vigilant face, and said: "Old Deng, you don't have the idea of fighting my padded jacket, I know that you are cold, you just want to be warm, right, I have a way." ”

"Speak quickly!"

"Go back to Crouching Tiger Village, the third brother said, there is hot soup and food waiting for you at any time."

Deng Pang glared at the monk fiercely: "Monk, you don't give a padded jacket...... Forget it, don't talk cool here, and dress up well...... The padded jacket of the bar, the most ...... It's hot...... Dead you. ”

The monk said: "Lao Deng, you are hard-mouthed, you want to die to save face, you like to die for everything, you look at your face, ears, red and purple, you can't stand this cold day at all, if you want me to say, don't go to the Northeast."

With me and the other two brothers helping, the third brother will definitely be fine. ”

"Fart, are any of our brothers stupid? All scrambling to go, why? Because everyone knows that if you go to that place, you won't be able to come back.

But who didn't think that as long as he rushed to go, the other brothers would survive. ”

The angry Deng Pang had a surge of adrenaline, and it seemed that even his body was no longer so cold, and he was also muttering when he spoke, "If you monk can bear to watch Lao Tzu freeze to death, there is a kind of ...... Wear your clothes tightly, you! ”

The monk hurriedly buttoned the top button of the padded jacket on his body.

Deng Pang: ......

The old face twitched violently, "Monk, you're too fucking unrighteous." ”

…… Ten minutes later, Deng Pang's black face smiled, "The monk of the dog day, the head of the regiment is too eccentric, I said that you kid is like a nobody, this cotton jacket is warm when worn on the body!" ”

The monk rolled his eyes and said, "I gave you all the padded jackets, why are you still scolding me?" ”

Deng Pang smiled and said: "Haha, good brother, when this selection is over, I will invite you to drink and drink enough." ”

"Don't lie to me?"

"Of course, let's Lao Deng spit and nail it."

The monk is overjoyed, anyway, his body is strong, just like he said, practicing shirtless in the snow of Shaolin Temple, this little bit of wind and snow is nothing, just one less padded jacket.

The important thing is that after going back this time, I can finally drink enough.

Poor Second Battalion Commander Deng Pang had never drunk with a monk, and he would never know how much the monk had drunk.

That's the drunkard who the old head Li Yunlong has a headache for.

Later, when Deng Pang talked and counted, when he invited the monk to drink, he almost emptied his half-year collection of goods, and he regretted it, and his intestines were repentant.

Deng Pang, who didn't realize what kind of promise he had made, asked, "Monk, how many people are there in your sixth battalion?" ”

The monk said, "There are 23 brothers around me, and the others don't know where to hide. ”

Deng Pang said: "Monk, the situation is not right, it has been dark this day, and it is already more than eight o'clock now, and the search team has not heard any news."

The encirclement doesn't seem to have shrunk much, and I always feel like we've been cheated by the regimental commander.

Spending the night in the snow in this deep mountain and old forest, the head of the regiment has not talked about it before! ”