Afraid that they would take a chance and move forward to catch them all, so he continued: "It's strange that you have rotten crotches like that in the future!" ”

It seemed that the feet were sad, so he asked what to do now that this is the case?

He believed in moving forward, hoping that he would have a good say.

I didn't want to move forward, "hehe" smiled and said, "I don't know!" ”

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing why.

"Actually, I'm here to scare you, what professor, where do I have time to meet? You don't want to know if I'm going to mess around with you. He laughed to himself.

So it turned out that this was the case, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief and laughed. The foot egg also laughed, saying that Xiang Pai you are really outrageous, and it scares us a lot.

The squad leader in charge on this high ground said: "Foot eggs, you are just scared, we don't." Do you think so? ”

Everyone said yes, we didn't panic.

But the foot egg said that everyone was panicked, and they couldn't put gold on their faces at this time. Everyone insisted that there was no, so they argued about it.

Xiang Qian took the opportunity to take the sniper rifle that everyone had untied for him just now, checked it and put it down, and suddenly remembered something, so he asked if there was any letter to be delivered.

The crowd was invincible, so he left everyone aside and said to Xiang Qian, "Yes, of course there is." ”

Hurry forward and ask where it is.

Foot egg is not in a hurry: "You have been out for almost a week, not about the same, but for a whole week, these days are just artillery battles, we don't have much fighting, and logistics often come up." ”

"Give it to me." Impatience to move forward.

"What for you?" Foot Egg asked.

"Letters, of course! Didn't you say there was? "Urging forward, as if I was anxious about something.

"Oh. Ours is there, yours is not. Hearing this, the squad leader spread his hands.

He went forward and said, "Aren't you talking nonsense, you should have said it earlier." ”

Everyone laughs.

"You didn't say whether you had your letter or not, but whether you had faith or not, these are two different questions, and of course the answers are different." ”

He said, "That's that, you're really boring, it's just a sentence, you should understand what I mean, and you should be able to understand what I mean." ”

Everyone laughed and said, "Who told you to be the one in pants?" Of course I have to play with you. ”

"I'm going to wear it—" Looked down at him and said, "Whoever likes it will take it and wear it!" Do you really think I'm not afraid of the heat? ”

It has nothing to do with everyone, anyway, he is neatly dressed at this time.

"I have no choice but to go out to ambush and fire cold guns from time to time, how can I be as free and casual as you. There's no way around getting dressed up! He said with a bitter look on his face.

"By the way, your military union won't come up again today? I want to go back with them. At least get your fingers, go there for the night, and have some decent good things to eat. Moving forward, he continued.

The wish is good.

Here their squad leader said, "It's dark, you wait slowly." It's just noon, and it's still early. ”

The soldier who called the foot egg continued: "We have given you all this delicious food, and you will have to endure it if you are still hungry." ”

Their squad leader said, "But then again, I haven't seen you eat so much!" No wonder it is said that a soldier who can eat is a soldier who can fight, is that really the case? ”

Turning his head to look outside the mouth of the tunnel, the weather had changed, the light of the sun had faded, and the distant hills had begun to shroud themselves in mist. He stretched and said I won't tell you, now that I'm officially lazy, I need to sleep again, and don't forget me while eating.

After waking up again, an artillery watchman who was staying on the third high ground on the left reported that the situation had been discovered, and the enemy's signal corps on the opposite hill had begun to check the line, and asked him to hurry over and fire a shot.

This really made him feel uncomfortable, or rather, it affected his rest, and he felt a little angry in his heart.

The fog in the subtropical montane jungles in the south is misty, and in the north, it is drizzle. I don't know when the fog starts, and the rainy season in the subtropical jungle is of course rainy, showers come and go, and the weather is unpredictable.

In addition to the rain and the constant fog, it was unpleasantly wet and wet.

The air outside was much better than in the tunnel, and I felt it as soon as I came out and moved forward.

He took a few sharp breaths of fresh air and twisted his neck a few times to try to relax himself.

I just woke up from a deep sleep, my head was dizzy, and I didn't feel very good. After a few moves, he stepped on the rocks in the trench and slowly walked over.

When I crossed another hill, I saw two defenders lying on the edge of the trench on the front of the left about thirty meters away, one of them aiming outward with a fully automatic rifle, and the other searching with a telescope.

Needless to say, they were again beating a tree branch not far away. He has learned the boredom of battlefield defense, and life is too difficult.

The soldiers on the front line are also people, and when there is no war, there are many ways to entertain them.

But if you're interested in practicing marksmanship like this, that's really commendable.

In the week after coming up, he came and went several times, and he couldn't be more familiar with the hilltop position in this area. It's just that he hasn't slept for a few hours after a week of lurking, and he is in a bad mood.

"He ×, you don't show up when you should appear, you show up when you shouldn't, you have to let your kid eat peanuts." He carried a long sniper rifle and thought to himself as he continued to walk past.

Although the third high ground on the left is separated from the enemy army on the opposite side by a river valley, the several defensive lines on the hill are not more than 800 meters away from this side.

In this range, if nothing else, as long as there is a target, he can get it with a sniper rifle.

But he was in a bad mood now, but he didn't plan to shoot him, he had to make him suffer a little more, maybe he could attract the enemy's rescue, so he could pick up more bargains.

This is the case on the battlefield, there are no immutable rules, and killing the enemy depends on the mood.

The most important thing now is to quickly adjust from exhaustion to the best condition. At this time, the cool mist was blowing on the face, which was really rare in the cold and humid front-line weather.

He reached out and copied a handful of water weeds from the edge of the trench until his hands were wet, and then wiped two handfuls on his face.

People seem to be a little more refreshed, which is pretty good.

If you don't get into the role in the best state, you will miss the target and work in vain, and I believe that everyone will not be able to accept that result.

The water in the trenches was cloudy and looked deep, as it had been when he had come out a week earlier.

This is very important to him.

That is, nothing has changed recently, then, most likely, the enemy snipers have lost their vigilance.