Xiong Guoqing, who was sweating profusely, carried five or six bamboo tubes of water on his back, and came to the bottom of a mountain with a submachine gun. Suddenly, there was a loud burst of gunfire in front, and a group of soldiers who came out to meet the search for the lost people encountered the enemy and were engaged in a fierce battle.

On the position not far away, the observation soldier spotted him in the telescope and immediately made a report.

"Where?"

The squad leader of the garrison came and then looked through the binoculars, and saw that his military uniform was in tatters, and he was looking around nervously, and he was feeling towards the north alone.

"Maybe it's really the separated person who called everyone's attention, and it's coming back." The squad leader speculated, so he said, "Everyone fire to help the search team below and kill those dogs!" I always think about sneak attacks, and I ambush and ambush below all day long, and this time I see that they are still ambushing! ”

"Yes!" The warrior next to him replied.

"Why haven't you brought that heavy machine gun yet? Bring the anti-aircraft machine gun over here, too! The class leader shouted.

The battle below was fought in a relatively open area about three hundred meters in front of the position, and the squad leader's order was quickly and thoroughly carried out, and two heavy fire weapons came over and immediately suppressed them from above.

This bullet rained down, and the enemy could not resist it, and retreated one after another, leaving several corpses behind, and retreating into the jungle in disarray.

Xiong Guoqing hurried over, and at this time, before the smoke of gunfire was over, he saw a platoon leader in charge of the search team in the grass where the enemy's corpses were strewn.

The platoon commander moved his chapped lips and said to Xiong Guoqing breathlessly, "Nong came just in time, we were looking for you." ”

Xiong Guoqing hydrolyzed the bamboo tube on his body and handed it to the platoon commander from the bank of the Huangpu River and the soldiers he brought.

"I was ordered to come to help! We also had seven people, five of them wounded and two of them very badly wounded. Please hurry! He sweated profusely and looked at the rescuers.

"Alas, take your time and don't be careless. The enemy is cunning. There are mines everywhere, you have to lead the way, and follow Nong's path well. The platoon commander said.

"Allah knows." Xiong Guoqing imitated his tone and agreed.

Soon, the platoon commander who said Wu Yu was urged by Xiong Guoqing to lead the rescue soldiers, and followed him with 100,000 people to rush back to rescue those who were exhausted and in a desperate situation.

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Xiong Guoqing was ordered to go back first and move the rescuers alone, and after walking alone, he was always very frightened to move forward. After waiting for an hour or two, no one came, he thought about it and told everyone not to get together, and it was safer to disperse and hide in the grass. Then continue to climb the tree and act as a guard.

As the minutes ticked by, he scanned his surroundings over and over again, his bloodshot but clever eyes widened. Waiting for the rescuers to wait dizzy and long, no one appeared.

It was almost evening, and he hadn't come yet, and he was really anxious. The four mountains fell silent, and the abrupt peaks on the mountains more than ten miles away in the distance looked like tiger teeth in a big mouth in the bloody remnant sun, which could devour people at any time, and it looked a little terrifying.

He listened, especially in the direction of Xiong Guoqing's departure, the voices, greetings, shouts, and footsteps next to him...... But there was nothing.

A gust of wind blew, and in addition to the rustling of grass, trees and bamboo branches, there seemed to be someone talking? I pricked up my ears and listened carefully, but I was disappointed. It turned out to be a seriously injured man who opened his eyes and found that there was no one around, thinking that he had been left behind by everyone, and let out a cry of fear in a daze.

"Did Nong make a mistake?"

This sentence of Jiangnan Wu finally reached Xiang Qianjian's ears clearly, followed by Xiong Guoqing's familiar voice: "Obviously this is here, this slope is full of bamboo!" Why didn't you see a single person? ”

The rescue team is coming! It's finally time to wait, and I'm excited to move forward.

I only heard Zhang Wenshu shouting in the grass: "Xiong Guoqing, I'm here." We're all still here! ”

Moving forward and looking at the ridge over there, Wu Anbang was in charge of standing guard and ambushing there. It wasn't early, but he slipped down the tree and shouted, "Come out, everyone!" ”

All the active ones came out of hiding. The search and rescue team made five stretchers out of bamboo poles and strode up carrying the wounded in the evening light.

After moving forward and waiting for Wu Anbang and the palace, everyone finally retreated safely to the territory when it was dark.

After resting in the tunnel of a position garrison, eating something, marching forward and waiting for the three to move with the wounded to a cave.

"This is my territory, welcome everyone!" The platoon commander of the search and rescue was very polite at this time, and asked his subordinates to quickly give way to tea.

The cave wasn't the one that had been ordered before leaving, but it was clearly doing well, with lights hanging from the ceiling, a radio, and two guitars. The soldiers inside were very leisurely, lying comfortably on their bunks, and when they saw the platoon commander bringing people in, they immediately got up and lifted the wounded on the bed.

"Go and call the hygienist, where did you go?" The platoon commander ordered.

A fighter kicks off and runs out of the hole. After a while, the hygienist came in with a medicine box.

The platoon commander said, "Hurry up, wait for you to save your life." Two seriously injured people, you all come here, we will help to see the minor injuries! ”

After the wounded were settled and treated, they waited forward and found a clean place to sit down and rest. Soon, Xiong Guoqing and Wu Anbang leaned against the wall and closed their eyes, their snorts were calm, and they both fell asleep and slept very sweetly.

Although I was exhausted moving forward, I couldn't sleep for a while. As soon as I inquired with the platoon commander, I understood that most of the scout detachment was resting in a village under the hill in front of them, waiting for them to meet tomorrow.

Unable to sleep for a while, this time the mission was carried out with difficulty, unexpected, and far more frightening than previous battles. The two people who died on the way gave him a great shock in his heart. He thought that maybe he would be like that one day, and die in a foreign land.

Although the person was tired, thinking of this, he decided to write a letter to his family. It's written, and it can be sent out tomorrow when you go down the mountain.

Remembering that he hadn't written a letter to his family for a long time, he found a pen and paper and began to write letters home on his knees. The letter was sloppy, with only a few strokes, and my mind was dazed and I didn't know what to write. He folded it, put it in his underwear pocket, and went out to sleep as he could.

There were three people guarding the entrance to the cave, and as he walked over, there was a sudden "clang" outside the cave, and someone kicked the canned food box. The platoon commander was startled, left the wounded and picked up the gun and ran over, only to hear a soldier report softly: "Platoon commander, there is someone on the left." ”

The enemy has come to dig a hole.

The platoon commander whispered: "Allah knows, don't panic, wait until you walk in and then beat him ready-made!" ”

After waiting for a while, there was no movement. Thunder rolls in the sky, the night is sweltering, and there may be a heavy rain. No one on the front line likes to be in a waterlogged cat's ear, and when it's too hot and dry, they crave it.

Forward, holding his gun tightly in his hand, couldn't be more convenient, nervously preparing for the enemy to attack and then counterattack.