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At the same time, another gray team was also tired in the mud, and the points formed by bayonets on the muzzles of each gun could be connected into a winding line.

Ma Da jumped over a muddy ditch, wiped his serious face with his muddy hands, and looked east, the misty sky was the same color as the misty distance, and he couldn't see anything.

"Onward! That's the charge! Let's see if we can die on the road! ”

"Is there a face left behind? Do you want your comrades to block your guns in front? ”

"Hurry up! Let's see if I still have a chance to see Hu Zaca for the last time! ”

……

At the same time, the last gray team struggled in the mud, and the line of march that had been continuous in the drizzle had become disjointed.

Cai Qing, who was covered in mud, bent down, supported his knees with both hands and gasped, and waited for a long time, Luo Chengcai followed in embarrassment.

"Cai Qing, don't stop and wait. You lead the front team first, it's a big deal...... I'm in the back of the pack, don't worry, we'll follow. ”

"Let's go! Why do I look so good? ”

"Take the front team first! It can't be too late, at least let the head of the regiment scold his mother less. ”

It's a dirt road, but there's not much sand, it's more dirt; The roadbed is not so high, just a little higher than the relative environment; The road is not so wide, and if two trucks meet, one has to stop and give way; The road conditions can be imagined, especially now that it is raining, potholes, stagger water, and muddy intervals.

Even so, it has to be said that this is a good road, this is a real road, a road that can run cars, how many cars are there?

A ninety-seven three-wheeled motorcycle is speeding down this road! At least it looks like it's galloping, so upside down that it's called a jump, and the devil's steel helmet riding in the side bucket of the motorcycle is going to be turned upside down, and it's desperately covering it with its hands again and again; The muddy water raised by the wheels is called a high, and the back of the car is muddy; The roaring tuning of the engine is called a strong, and eight hundred cows can't breathe for one.

The big throttle blasted through the mud of the Mei 15, and the handlebars jumped continuously over the puddle of the Mei 16, seeing the road sign of the Mei 17 come into view, the devil sitting in the car body suddenly grabbed the handrail on the car body and shouted loudly, and the devil driving the motorcycle raised a gloved hand to wipe the goggles on his face, and then braked sharply in surprise.

The wheels were braked, and the wheels really didn't turn, but unfortunately this heavy partial three-wheeled motorcycle continued to slide forward without any reaction, in the chorus of the three devils' common exclamation melody - boom! Fell into the ditch.

Five minutes later, the advance convoy of three motorcycles and five trucks stopped next to the May 17 road sign. Some devils in the carriage hurriedly jumped down and peed on the side of the road around the guard, in fact, there was nothing to be warn of, the surroundings were quite open, it was rain from a distance, and it was all mud from a distance.

The devil Shaozuo jumped out of the passenger seat of the truck at the back, walked all the way forward, and was the last to come to the scene. A deep ditch on the highway looks like a trench without a breast wall, the three-wheeled motorcycle that opened the road in front of the head pouted in the ditch and smoked, the motorcycle driver was caught in the ditch by the motorcycle and cried in pain, the devil sitting in the car body has been rescued, sitting on the edge of the ditch with blood and mud on his face so painful that he hummed and chirped that the driver in the ditch was 2B, and the devil who was sitting in the back seat was unhindered, and was busy with the devil who had just arrived, trying to get the injured driver out of the ditch.

The ditch is new, and when you look at the mud, you can see that Shaozuo is not happy, and when he raises his eyes and looks forward, the road ahead that can be seen clearly is still normal, and there is only the ditch in front of his feet. There are no villages nearby, they are inaccessible, and the guerrillas are reluctant to come, who dug them? So idle?

The officer next to him asked: "Fill in the ditch?" Or a ditch from under the roadbed? ”

Look at the mud under the roadbed, look at the road ahead and see that the road conditions are all right, and then look back and see that the bicycle team behind has not yet caught up: "Fill in the ditch." ”

"Get out of the car!"

……

Far east of the Mei 17 road sign, there is a slightly higher terrain next to the road, and ten clay figures are lying here, one of them is Wang Qiang, who is looking west with a telescope in a hidden position.

"The devil is starting to fill in the first pit!" Wang Qiang said in a low voice, and the telescope never left his eyes: "There are about 100 people, three motorcycles, five trucks, and it seems to be ...... behind Hanging a cannon? ”

"Cannon? Platoon commander, let us take a look too? ”

"I can't see this angle clearly, we have to go, wait for the next position, and you can see it when the time comes."

After sliding down a gentle slope, the ten clay figurines hurried east.

……

The five trucks not only dragged two 92 infantry guns, but also loaded mortars, heavy machine guns, shells, machine gun ammunition, etc., and the vehicles were basically heavy firepower personnel, of course, all kinds of tools were available, such a long road and such unfortunate weather, we must take into account the possibility of trapping the car, but I didn't expect to fill such a big hole now, although there are a lot of people, and I have to work for a while. It wasn't until a squad of devils on bicycles caught up that they were almost busy.

The broken motorcycle was temporarily left on the side of the road, and the two injured people were lifted into the car, and a new motorcycle was selected to open the road, and the convoy set off again, but unfortunately, ...... The good times didn't last long, I turned two corners, and just after a cigarette, the car stopped again.

This time this pit is different from the first, not like a trench, a serious pit, not so deep and not shallow, not so wide and not narrow, twisted and crooked, the pit is water, the water is mud, and the section of more than ten meters long seems to have been gnawed by something.

Shaozuo's face was even worse than just now, and he began to darken. What does this mean? This is not idle! This is deliberately trying to disgust people and play hooligans! Thinking about the purpose of the mission of this trip, the murderer was confirmed without hesitation: Shameless Eight Ways! Cowardly independent regiment!

The officer next to him asked again: "Fill in the pit?" Or bypass the pit from under the roadbed? ”

"Are you still a soldier? Well? Must ask me? Why do you ask me? Or do you prefer to be a sapper? Are we out to build roads? ”

The devils standing next to this mud puddle didn't dare to speak, and they were all stupid and drizzling, listening to Lord Shaozuo gasp.

Shao Zuo took off the top of his raincoat, looked up at the dark sky where the rain fell, and then looked at the misty road winding into front of him, and tightened his eyebrows: "This is all just dug up!" Eight roads ahead! It must be ahead! They're digging up the next one! ”

There was a crisp and pleasant metallic sound from behind, and a small team of devils on bicycles followed up again, stopping on both sides of the convoy.

Shao Zuo turned his head, looked at the bicycles that had just stopped, suddenly smiled, and said to the team leader: "You don't have to follow the team, continue to move forward." This pit can stop the car, but it can't stop you, let me catch up with those eight roads! Call me! Get ahead of them! That's the end of it, got it? ”

……

To the east of the convoy parking location, Wang Qiang was holding a telescope and muttering: "It seems that the devils are going to go down the road and detour, and those devils are going to push the cart." Coming from behind, that's ...... Cyclist? ”

In the camera, fifty or sixty devils are carrying bicycle beams one after another, and they are crossing the potholes in an orderly manner. I was still surprised just now, but at this moment, Wang Qiang's back suddenly began to feel cold, and it was cold in an instant!

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