Chapter 4: Brothers (9b)

Sudden winter snow. Not only did it extinguish the fires on the grasslands. This makes the path of the survivors more and more difficult.

The tired war horse staggered along the snowy field with its master. Every step is trembling. Horses' hooves nailed through iron palms are particularly susceptible to slippage. The grasslands are rocks and rat holes that pose no threat to the horse's legs. After being covered by God with a layer of snow several centimeters deep. It has also become a natural trap. As long as the horse steps on the cold and talc block... You'll be slumped by rocks. If unfortunate enough to step down a rat hole. The end was even more miserable. Not only will the owner on his back be thrown out of the way. You may even have your horse's leg broken. I can no longer leave this white world alive.

The fighters of the separate battalions and partisans were supposed to have ample spare mounts. But yesterday evening's attack came so suddenly. forced them to choose to break through with all their might. Not only did the extra mounts fall into the hands of the enemy. Even the dry food and ammunition were left with only a small part of the carrying. Barely coped with a dinner and a breakfast afterwards. It's already on the verge of running out of ammunition.

What makes everyone feel even more desperate is the horseshoe prints left behind them. Meandering. From the foot to the place where everyone set off this morning. On a snowy field that is as smooth as a blank sheet of paper. It stands out. Any opponent with long eyes. They can follow the horseshoe prints to find their whereabouts. Even if you don't dare to get too close for the time being. It is also impossible to lose direction.

When the sun rises to the height overhead. The group found the edge of a forest and stopped. Start a fire for warmth. The uninjured took the initiative to carry their guns and dispersed. Look around for opportunities to hunt hares, squirrels and other small animals that may come out to forage on snowy days. Alleviate the urgent needs of the team. The lightly wounded also burrowed into the woods and found relatively dry branches from under the snow. Keep the fire going until everyone is warm. The seriously wounded. They were carried by the group to the nearest place by the fire. Wash the wound with barely melted snow water. This is the only rescue that the companions can provide. No one knows how effective it will be. But at least it will make them go. It still retains its dignity as a human being.

"Go on like this. Sooner or later they will be overtaken by the enemy. Unless the little devil is scared of the cold. I don't want to chase at all." Zhou Heitan, the commander of the independent battalion of the 211th Division, walked to the fire. handed over a marching kettle to Lu Feng, deputy captain of the Blackstone Guerrilla Brigade of the Eighth Route Army.

The inside of the pot is the best apricot blossom village. There's still a little half left. Zhou Black Carbon before leaving Wuyuan. Used to purchase a lot. I thought I could take it back and open foreign meat for the other backbones of the independent battalion. It's a pity that it didn't wait to reach its destination. I was ambushed. All fine wines are also the same as other supplements. Lost to the puppet army in vain. All that was left was the pot he had inadvertently hung behind the saddle.

Deputy Captain Lu Feng took the kettle with his right hand. Pour some on a towel. Then press the wound on your left shoulder with a towel dipped in alcohol. There was a spicy stinging pain that immediately spread from the wound to the whole body. He bowed his head. Gasp lightly." Hiss..". but he would not let go of his hand. Try your best to keep the liquor from going to waste.

"Let me see." Seeing that Lu Feng was so painful that he even sweated. Zhou Hei Carbon squatted down. Take the initiative to help check the wound. The position of the bullet is a bit low. and did not form a penetrating wound. Take the tools and conditions at hand right now. It's impossible to dig it out." It's a bit of a hassle." He poured some more liquor. Continue to wipe the wound that is dripping out. The blood has begun to turn black." But there's a scar Uncle in. It will not leave any aftermath. You don't think he's just a Mongolian doctor. But I've been dealing with red injuries all my life. The level is not better than those Western doctors......."

"Don't waste it. Leave some for the other brothers." Lu Feng waved his hand. Interrupt Zhou Hei Carbon's comfort in a low voice. Didn't hurt the internal organs. I can feel it myself. Fortunately, it's still winter!"

"It should be enough." Zhou Hei Carbon held the marching kettle and shook it in his ear. Then he handed it over to one of his henchmen." You take it and rub it for the brethren. Once per person. No one is allowed to use it more."

"Yes." The brother stood up. Take the command and go.

Zhou Hei Carbon thought about it again. He continued: "It's not a way for us to go on like this. The little devil will follow the footprints on the snow. None of us can run."

"So what do you mean.." Lu Feng smiled. Raise your head and ask. The expression on his face was very frank.

Zhou Hei Carbon immediately felt a little embarrassed. Side opening. Grab a dry branch and stir it repeatedly on the fire. The sudden flames lit up his angular face. It also illuminates the unwillingness and shame hidden in the eyes. It was not easy to get a position as a regular army battalion commander. But he didn't even sit on the ass hot. He became the commander of the light pole again. Changed whom. is not willing to accept such an ending.

Deputy Captain Lu Feng has passed the year of ear shun. It's easy to guess what Zhou Hei Carbon really thinks. sighed. Offer: "Give me a map of your hideout in the desert. Then let's go our separate ways. Such. At least there's one way left."

"That. How good is that. You guys. You guerrillas are few in the first place. Right. We are not as familiar with the surrounding terrain as we are." Zhou Hei Carbon immediately became excited. While waving his hand and retorting loudly. While secretly looking at Zhao Tianlong with the corner of his eye.

Zhao Tianlong didn't seem to hear what he was saying. Just frowned. Just grab a handful of snow. Continue to work hard to wipe Zhang Songling's forehead. The latter from last night to now. Woke up five times in total. The last one lasted about a quarter of an hour. In a daze, I felt the current situation of everyone. Take the initiative to reduce the burden on the team. Zhao Tianlong responded to him with a hand knife that slashed at the back of his neck. Then he attached the wrist of his left hand to his right wrist with a leather cord. There was no separation again.

"Stop yelling. Affect morale." Deputy Captain Lu Feng pulled Zhou Hei Carbon. Loud reminder." Dividing troops is a last resort. I'm sure everyone in the team can understand. I'll finish eating later. You take your own people and go first. Just leave me a copy of the map. If there is no map. Just use a tree branch to draw a temporary one for me on the snow. I'll find a few people to write it down. And then wipe it off right away."

"Yes. Yes. I'll find out for you." Zhou Hei Carbon squatted down again. Respond with a very small voice. Forthwith. Unfasten the belt around your waist. Cut with a knife. Take out a rolled sheepskin from it." This is something that my grandfather passed down from his generation. Specifically designed to cope with today's situation. If the little devil doesn't catch up with you. You're right north from here. First pass the big water. From here turn east. Enter the desert from the bottom of Squirrel Mountain. Then continue east. I saw a red Gobi. Turn north again. Then you can see two small blisters. From there, turn northwest. About forty miles later. There is an oasis. And then ......."

"I'm going to take all the seriously wounded numbers and stay to fight the block." A hand came from the side. Snatch the map." I stayed here with all the seriously wounded. Help everyone buy time. You go together. lest you encounter another enemy. I don't even have the ability to fight back."

Zhou Hei Carbon lowered his head and went away. I saw that it was a guerrilla surnamed Han who spoke. The man was shot through the calf. The injury wasn't serious. Especially in winter. Wounds are difficult to infect in case.

This made Zhou Hei Carbon feel very embarrassed. I can't muster the courage to get the map back." I. I also want everyone to try to walk together. But. But ......"

"Han Lin. Don't mess around. Give me the map." Deputy Captain Lu Feng stretched out his hand. Solve the siege of Zhou Hei Carbon in time." Even if you go together. Encounter the enemy again. We don't have the strength to fight back. Words of separation. You can still confuse your enemies. I don't know which way to go."

"But ......?" Guerrilla Han Lin hesitated. Reluctance to return the map. Another wounded man lying by the fire snatched the map from his hand. Throw it back into Lu Feng's arms." Don't be. Captain Lu and Battalion Commander Zhou have a point. Follow the rules of the green forest. That's what you should do."

This person is subordinate to a separate battalion. He is the henchman of Zhou Black Carbon. Naturally, they will make choices that are more beneficial to their own family. The guerrilla Han Lin was furious. I was about to make a rebuttal. But there was a firm voice from the other party." The injury on your leg is not serious. Follow Captain Lu and they walk. Lao Tzu stayed behind to fight for you. Anyway, Lao Tzu is like this. If you escape, you may not be able to live a few more days. It's better to stay and pull a few pads."

"I'll stay." A seriously wounded partisan shouted. And then and hold your head high. Poured the liquor that was supposed to wash the wound into his mouth.

"Lao Tzu is not leaving. Just kill it here." A horse thief snatches the flask over. I took a hard sip of it. Then pass to the next casualty.

"Resist and fight. Pawns also score." The person who received the flask smiled and nodded. It's like agreeing on a time for the next meeting. Said eagerly.

"Free up a few horses for those who have been slightly wounded. Guys can go faster, too."

"Nice view of this place. Lao Tzu is tired of walking. I'm really tired."

The seriously wounded people lying by the fire spoke one after another. Make a mutually beneficial choice for both bosses. In this case. Continue to ask the robes to escape with themselves. It's equivalent to dragging the robes to die with you. Both the fighters of the guerrillas . Or a former steppe horse thief. None of them would have made such a shameless choice. Although as long as they don't open their mouths. The people around them will never take the initiative to leave them.

Zhou Heitan and Lu Feng looked at each other. Gritting his teeth, he decided to accept the request of the seriously wounded to "leave all the grenades. Fifty rounds of ammunition for each of them."

"Wait a minute, everyone has eaten. Build a wall nearby with snow. Then pour cold water on it. Make an ice bunker for them."

"Three horses are left. Dry food for them to keep enough for two days to eat. In case the little devil doesn't chase after him. They also have a chance to leave."

.“ ........”

The two complement each other. Strive to create the best conditions for the wounded who stay behind to fight the blockade. No one said that they would avenge the wounded in the future. As if the latter really was what they hoped it would be. There is also a chance to be missed by the little devils in general.

"When I have a chance in the future. Lao Tzu will never let go of the surname Peng and his master." The only commitment comes from Week Black Carbon. Shortly before parting ways with the partisans . He raised his hands and swore to the sky.

Lu Feng and Zhao Tianlong glanced at him. No one answered. Yesterday the enemy was so coincidentally ambushed. If you didn't get the news in advance that everyone was about to pass by. It's not possible at all. And the one who knows everyone's whereabouts knows best. There is only the Jinsui Army Headquarters and the Jinsui Sub-station of the Military Command. Just before hitting the road. Ma Hansan deliberately chased Peng Xuewen back.

Only the living. to be qualified to find out the truth and take revenge. After separation. Both teams did their best to catch up on the distance. In the afternoon. They were in different locations about thirty miles away. The explosion of a grenade was heard. Suddenly looking back. See a colorful dragon. Leap up on the vast earth. Tumbling and soaring.

That dragon will never die. An eternal life. And those proud souls of the steppe. Whether they are horse thieves. Or a warrior. Whether they are Mongols . Or Han Chinese. No matter what faith they had before the blood ran out.

Alcoholic's note: Today is the anniversary of the July 7 Incident. A year ago. The drunkard serialized this on the Internet. A million words have passed in the blink of an eye. Someone likes it. Someone doesn't like it. The drunkard actually only wants to say one word. Those who defended China with their lives back then. are worthy of our admiration. Regardless of ethnicity. There is no distinction of faith.