The two soldiers who escorted him down the mountain in the early morning said that when he got out of the valley and went up the hill to the left, it was his position, but he never saw the highest mountain. Judging from the enemy's shelling just now, he judged that the destination should be not far from above.

So he walked in a hurry, and because he could not tell the way, he came along the slope into a ravine. Looking at the terrain, he felt that he could not go any further, in that case, he might go deep into the plains behind the enemy territory while walking, and he would not be able to turn back.

Moving forward began to turn upwards over two mountains, roughly going back.

After passing through a small village of four or five families, he did not dare to enter the village, but hurried down the ravine to a mountain range.

After feeling for a while in the grass on the ridge, he came out of a valley where the water was muddy. He saw that there was no danger and approached the water's edge, jumped across the other side and began to climb up the hill again.

When I went up to the top of the mountain like this, I was too tired to do it. Everywhere you look, there are mountains, one after another, and the primary and secondary forests are mixed with each other.

If there is no specific direction and path, where to go? It can't be wrong to stop moving forward, judge the direction again, or decide to go north.

The gun and the training bag on his body became heavier and heavier, and he walked with extra hardship, mainly nervous and worried, afraid of encountering the enemy.

I walked for a long time, but I still didn't find any position.

It is estimated that he didn't take the right road when he came out of the valley just now, and by this time several hours had passed, and he began to panic a little in his heart, and gradually panicked.

There is another mountain in front of it, very big, big. Moving forward and climbing again, hoping to be the tallest mountain that the two soldiers had said.

Halfway up the hill along a vaguely recognizable path, I was so tired that I was sweating all over, and there was nothing that wasn't wet.

Due to the excessive physical exertion, he felt that the gun in his hand was getting heavier and heavier, and his whole body was too tired to work. After struggling to climb over a small dirt ridge, he decided to stop and rest for a while.

Sitting on the grass, he ate some more dry food and regained his strength. Just as he wanted to get up and continue walking, he suddenly looked up and saw through the tip of the blade of grass that there was a trench on it.

Excited! I can only say that I am excited, and I feel like I am going home at this time. But it's not good, there is movement above, as if it is the voice of the enemy.

Immediately alert, crouching motionless, a few seconds had passed, and only after a few seconds had passed he gently lifted the grass and looked upwards carefully.

But the position is not good, he does not see any worthy targets, and the observation is ineffective. It's just that the tension at this time is very strong, and now he can't go in and out, and he has to know what to do.

"Click-" A gunfight was heard nearby.

Hurriedly stood up and looked around to judge the direction of the gunshots. It soon became clear to him that the sound of gunfire was coming from the bay above his right, followed by the explosion of a grenade in the place.

That's right, it's the mountain bay on the right, he's sure. But he couldn't see any specific situation below, and he didn't know what the battle situation was, so he could only be anxious.

What to do?

Moving forward, he decided to wait where he was, when the gunshots kept ringing and rang out over this side. Without further ado, he immediately prepared for battle, turned on the gun safe, and quickly leaned against a tree in the upper right.

As soon as he arrived, he saw a grenade fall out of the trench above, so he quickly crouched down behind the trunk of a tree to take refuge. After the explosion, the smoke obscured his view from looking up, and he quickly shifted to another tree.

Within a few seconds, I heard a person above shouting: "Rush over!" ”

This voice sounded so familiar, it should be a comrade-in-arms in his class, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of ecstasy in his heart when he moved forward. Without hesitation, he immediately hunched over and quickly climbed up.

After climbing a dozen steps, it was not far from the trench, and when he looked up, he suddenly saw a helmet of his own people, but it shook in it and disappeared, he did not believe that it must be his own person, but ran diagonally to the right.

The plan to move forward was to go around to the trench and occupy a high position. Occupying a high position at any time is the king, this is the geographical advantage, and it is of course better to be condescending than to be pressed.

The battle had just taken place in the trench above, and after he climbed the mountain ridge with all his might, he reached the vantage point he wanted, but he saw nothing on it, and it was probably too late.

He actually lay down as soon as he arrived, lurking behind a bush, lying motionless on his stomach, and continuing to listen carefully to the movements around him.

The trench was about twenty meters away, and he waited for a while, but the helmet never appeared again, which made him wonder whether he should show up and check it out. After thinking about it, he thought that it was better to wait, and it was estimated that whoever calmed down at this time would win.

So I observed it for a while.

But there is still no movement, it is not a way to go on like this, you have to make some noise, whether it is an enemy or a friend to lure it out and show up. He picked up a stone and threw it into the trench.

With a bang, the stone fell, impartially, and hit a steel helmet, only to hear an enemy scolding from inside.

Then I heard another sentence: "Liberation, there is a kind of coming." ”

The situation is obvious, and the other party is also very arrogant, still lying on his stomach and aiming at it as he moves forward. The terrain was in his favor, and he didn't want to venture in the past.

At this time, whoever can fight for endurance will win.

A grenade was thrown down, landed outside the trench and exploded. The other party didn't know where to go, and thought that the stone was thrown from below.

Moving forward or not moving. He is not in a hurry, this is a game of cat and mouse, and the other party can't bear to probe out of the hole.

After a while, a head poked out from his left side of the trench, and it couldn't have been more appropriate to describe it as a thief's head.

"Click-"

Forward, without hesitation, he let go of the shuttle, and hit the steel helmet to the ground. At this time, a person immediately came out from the right, screaming: "His son of a bitch has been shot, hurry, rush over!" ”

This kind of eunuch voice, who else will there be besides the squad leader Ge Xiaoming? Overjoyed to march forward, this time he was thrilled to be sure that he had found his troops.

"Squad leader, squad leader! I'll help you—" shouted forward, fearing that the squad leader would suffer if he rushed over without his life, so he immediately got up and rushed over to help.

I saw Ge Xiaoming running and shooting in the half-waist-deep trench, followed by two comrades in the squad.

The trenches are narrow, there is a squad leader in front, and the people behind cannot fight, and the suppression of enemy fire is not enough, which is really not a thing.

In the midst of the gunfire of the battle, he saw that the squad leader fell down all of a sudden, and he secretly shouted in his heart: "Oh no! ”

He rushed to the edge of the trench in two large strides, and before he could jump in, he saw an enemy soldier fall inside, and another wounded enemy soldier lying on the ground at the mouth of the tunnel, setting off a cluster grenade to throw.