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The bicyclist was just a small team, and after being shot seven or eight times in the early days of the pursuit, he didn't get into trouble again.

The captain of the devil squad kept urging the team to rush forward, and he had a premonition that the Eighth Road was not far ahead, because there were no artificially dug pits on the current road, but there were occasional chaotic footprints to the east in the natural mud passing by, which showed that the Eighth Road was fleeing eastward, and there was no time to work anymore!

Push the bike through the mud, push it through puddles, then rush up, then jump on the bike and pedal, the thin ruts quickly run over the fleeing foot, stretching east and covering, covering and extending.

I don't know how many slow bends I have chased, and I don't know how many low posts I have chased, a small tree appeared on the road in front of me, and the devil in front stopped his bicycle. The small tree was no thicker than an arm, and the new stubble looked like it had just been cut off by an axe, and it was thrown sideways on the road, and the branches and branches could only be stopped and moved away before the convoy could move forward again.

Thirty or forty meters later, there was another tree, and the convoy had to stop, and the devil in front got out of the car to move the small tree away, and the convoy behind pedaled again.

Boom –

The muddy water splashed, the branches and leaves flew, and the sudden shock wave shook over the two passing bicycles on the spot, a crater was blown out of the mud, and a hidden branch of the small tree was still tied to the grenade's ignition rope, and the devil who moved the small tree did not know how many shrapnel was embedded in the body, and the blood blurred everything.

However, thirty or forty meters ahead, there was still a small catalpa tree that was thrown sideways on the road.

The face of the devil squad leader darkened, wherever there are small trees on the side of the road, there are on the road, and wherever it is inconvenient to bypass the roadside, there are also on the road, and the eighth road does not dig pits, but cuts down small trees on the side of the road. It is not difficult to cut down these small trees, a few axes, and then drag them horizontally to the road, and when you are happy, you can stuff a grenade in the mud on the side of the road, and hang the fire rope on the branches. It's not hard to find the grenade, but can it be delayed? There is time to check if the grenade is bolted, it is better to go around from under the road!

So I rode forward for dozens of meters, ignoring the small trees on the road, picked up the bicycle and went around from under the roadbed, waded through the mud and around the trees, and put the bicycle on the road to ride again.

Boom –

The muddy water splashed again, the branches and leaves flew again, I don't know which devil who carried the car stepped on the detachment grenade that was erected in the thin mud under the roadbed, he thought he had stepped on the tip of the stone in the mud, he was in the past, and the two unlucky ghosts who carried the car around the tree all lay down.

The face of the devil squad leader turned from black to white this time, he was broken into a thin mud, his lungs were already angry, he wanted to roar at the eight grid tooth road, but reason told him that he was the pioneer of the road, and he was responsible for the entire team in the rear, and he had to go forward and bite the eight roads in order to end everything in the mud.

"We want time! This is not a mine! Alert! Distance! The next time the bypass will be larger......"

The Eight Roads have determination, and the devil vanguard also has it, and the purpose is clear, just one word: chase! Keep chasing! Chase the sea to the dry rocks! No matter how far you carry your bicycle, you won't be afraid!

The Devil's Bicycle Team gradually moved away to the east, sometimes riding and sometimes stopping, sometimes hiding and sometimes circling, and there was no unfortunate explosion again.

In a sparse forest dozens of meters away from the highway, dozens of soldiers stood up, covered in mud and unable to distinguish whether they were people or ghosts, and one by one tilted their heads to look at the devil bicycle team that was disappearing to the east of the road. The only one who was clean was a soldier in a raincoat, wading through the mud with a rifle on his back and walking on the road, raising his binoculars to look east, then to the west, and saying to the soldiers: "Don't be stunned, keep working!" Wang Qiang, lead people to the west five miles to be on guard. Horse legs, lead a few people to pick up the corpses of the devils on the side of the road again, deal with them and die, and they can't let them die and return to the team, so let's rot in the mud and raise trees. ”

"Lu Hang, I said this...... Is it a miss? ”

The telescope was finally put down: "Of course not, aren't they still at the forefront of Ga Zi and Mouse." ”

“……”

"Lao Kong, I'm really not as good as you when digging pits, I'll continue to keep watch."

"You asked the horse's leg to dispose of the devil's corpse?"

"Can't I, the company commander, bury the devil and play with it myself, right?"

"We'll have to talk about it when we're free."

"About what?"

"The consciousness of the revolutionary soldiers!"

"Before you go...... Officer Lin just taught me this lesson. ”

……

At the same time, next to the road sign of May 17, a tall soldier was wheezing from exhaustion, his soaked military uniform stained with mud, the bayonet standing on his back slowly sliding raindrops, and his resolute and swarthy face staring eastward. Behind him, a large number of warriors were lying in the mud on the side of the road, as if they could no longer stand up, and let the drizzle fall like mist.

In addition to him, there was a soldier standing on the road, inspecting the pit that had just been filled in near the road sign.

"Company commander, this should have been dug by the special operations company, and the devil's car shouldn't have been long ago."

Ma Da wanted to sit down and rest, even if it was in the mud, but his habit was to be the last to sit down, but this recruit named Xiao Jia could still stand and work, and he still had the strength.

"Boy, do you have a nickname?"

The recruit didn't understand, and the company commander forgot to answer.

"In the future, you will be called Fast Legs."

Xiao Jia was still confused by the nickname given to him by the company commander, and the figure of the sentry staggered on the road to the west, and at the same time began to shout here: "Company commander, the enemy is coming, Xitou...... It's been a long queue all the way...... Elder ......"

Heroes, stand up to the sky!

Can Ma Da be called a hero? I don't know.

But in the eyes of the soldiers of the company, he is.

He was now standing on the road, with the gloom above his head, his feet in the endless mud, his chest still high in the drizzle, his rifle always hanging with a bright bayonet, and a black iron tower looking westward, like a tyrant.

Such a tyrant always evokes a warrior's desire to fight.

The veteran of the first company looked at him, the tyrant, no longer tired, silently took off the rifle with the bayonet hanging, clenched, even excited.

The recruits of the first company looked at him as a tyrant, and they were no longer afraid, they looked at him stupidly, and even felt happy because they had been beaten and scolded by him fiercely.

Silent HighwaySilent WastelandSilent Rain, Silent HighwayDistant enemy is about to appear, the warriors already have a premonition that they are about to become the mainstay of the countercurrent, silently looking up at their pride in the mud, silently waiting for the tyrant's orders, breathing, each warrior can hear his own breath, nervous breathing, proud breathing, and finally turning into a breath of longing for brutality.

Then, Ma Da finally began to twist his eyebrows and began to clench his teeth, everyone was waiting for the sentence he was about to say: With me, invincible!

So he opened his mouth viciously: "Stinky and shameless nonsense!" A stinking and shameless special operations company! ”

Quiescence. It's just that the silence has changed its taste, and the murderous aura that has finally been accumulated is gone!

"Assemble! Two columns. Hit the road. East. ”

"Company commander, do you still want to march in a hurry?"

"Hurry up and fart! Do you still have the strength to hurry? ”

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