After resting in the depression for a while, after eating something, I went forward and saw that everyone was in a very low mood, and I didn't know how to cheer everyone up, the wounded came from last night, with unimaginable perseverance, endured unbearable pain, and behaved quite well.

It's not fast, but it's good not to give up.

The question is the condition of the wounded, there is no medicine, there is no rest, how long can it last like this? He wasn't sure. Besides, the wounded see themselves as a burden and have little desire to go back.

He sat on the edge of the depression, facing north, feeling a pressure in his heart that he had never felt before. These wounded, except for Zhang Wenwen, the others are not known to him. It's like this on the battlefield, a person you never know, because they are on the same front as you, have the same enemy, so they can be closely linked together, and they can live and die together.

There was still a huge pressure to bring these people back, looking at the northern sky, looking at the reckless mountains under the northern sky, moving forward in silence.

Suddenly, he leapt from the ground. Everyone was taken aback by his sudden move, and Xiong Guoqing asked him what was wrong.

Forward replied, "Go!" Even if you climb, you have to climb back! Although everyone was taken aback by his sudden move, when they heard this, they were also infected by infinite power.

But by this time, two seriously injured people had been in a coma on a stretcher due to inflammation of their wounds, high fever, extreme weakness. If you delay it, you are likely to lose your life and die. There was nothing he could do about it, and the only thing he could do was to continue to take them with him, and never leave them alone.

Under his leadership, everyone set off again.

Waiting forward to carry the seriously wounded, Zhang Wenwen combined with Xiao Liu, who was injured in the head, Zhang Wenwen borrowed his leg, and Xiao Liu used his sight, and the two staggered. The other two combined lightly wounded walked more difficult, which can be described as two steps and three slips, stumbling, and staggering.

However, everyone stiffened up, and it was right to move forward, and they had to climb to climb. In this way, I finally walked out of more than 400 meters, and seeing that everyone really couldn't walk, and they had to climb the mountain in front of them, Xiong Guoqing proposed that the lightly wounded people should be asked to throw away their weapons and reduce their weight?

It's a bit difficult to move forward, and here he is the supreme commander, and it is difficult to make a decision. Weapons are the life support of soldiers, can they be punished if they are lost? Before he could say anything, several lightly wounded people had already thrown away their guns, bullets, dry food, water bottles, etc., leaving only one grenade per person.

Moving forward did not stop them, acquiesced. What else could he do but acquiesce?

Before dark, they walked more than 200 meters and managed to reach a small hill. I couldn't bear to tell everyone to go on, and the three people who were not injured were exhausted and extremely tired because of carrying the stretcher.

After a short rest, move forward and begin to inspect the surrounding terrain and arrange a night guard position. During the night, the three uninjured scouts took turns guarding the wounded.

In the middle of the night, the situation took an unexpected turn, and two seriously injured people with high fever suddenly groaned and talked nonsense. Some of the other wounded also began to have a high fever, unable to sleep, and felt dizzy.

Xiang Qian was resting in shifts, and was woken up by Xiong Guoqing and said, "Old Xiang, go over and take a look, those two seriously injured people are gone." ”

Hearing this, he quickly got up, touched his forehead, and felt that they were all as hot as a stove.

"Bring the water!" He let out a low shout.

Soon Xiong Guoqing handed over a pot of water, and he poured a little bit on each of them, and one of them no longer knew how to stir and swallow with his tongue.

By the next morning, one was dead, his eyes closed forever. Before he died, he did not say a complete and clear word, and did not leave any last words, such as the party dues had not been paid. The other one was also dying, everyone was silent, and soon within half an hour, the seriously injured man also stopped breathing forever.

They used the remaining water to clean the faces and wounds of the deceased, and started to dig a pit running north-south and buried them here. The grave was dug very shallowly, and the soil was not enough to cover it, so he continued to dig with bayonets, daggers, etc., and after digging for a while, he held it in his hand for a while. Finally, the dirt was piled high, and everyone pulled the grass and covered it with grass.

Just as he was about to leave, Zhang Wenwen discovered the enemy situation, and a platoon came down the mountain. Lying on the ground as he moved forward, it was likely that the enemy had just returned from the front line and had taken the lightly wounded with them. Seeing the enemy passing around the foot of the mountain, everyone had a false alarm.

As they continued their journey, they did not dare to follow the direction due north of the enemy's approach, but instead took the northeastern valley, hoping that they would be farther away from the enemy's territory.

Ten o'clock had not yet arrived, the weather was hot, and everyone was already panting and their tongues were dry. There was only half a pot of water left, and no one was willing to drink it. Everyone was exhausted walking on the ground, but the injuries of the two wounded who were carried on the stretcher were getting worse and very difficult.

If it is not possible to return to the position today, then the most serious problem is the lack of water and food. Without medicine, the wounded especially needed water to stay alive.

When I worked hard to get to eleven o'clock and almost twelve o'clock, the weather was hot, I was sweating a lot, and everyone was getting more and more thirsty. When resting in a wooded area, go ahead and say go find some water and see if there's anything nearby.

Xiong Guoqing picked up the gun and said, "I'll go too." ”

In the rainforest, it was easy to find water, and their scouts had learned survival skills. There are many bamboos in the border area, and there is a lot of water in them, and the two of them searched separately for a long time, but they found nothing.

It is full of primeval forests, and then there are bushes and tall grasses.

Soon the two came back empty-handed, and everyone was inevitably disappointed when they saw it. After a while, he went forward and told all the men to go on to see how the mountains were going on over there. The two wounded on the stretcher were getting sicker and burning so badly that if they could no longer find water to physically cool down, it is likely that they would not survive today.

Forward, he poured the only half pot of water on one of the men who had begun to talk nonsense, and then poured it over his head to sober him up for a while. However, this little bit of water is of no help at all, and it is really a kind of despair to see that my own person is slowly dying again, and I can't help at all.

The moans of the wounded became weaker and weaker, and the situation of passivity waiting for death made everyone feel down. Helpless to move forward, he carried him with Xiong Guoqing, and everyone followed step by step silently.

Walking out of the smoke of gunpowder, under the desire to live, seeing his own people slowly suffering from pain and dying, but he couldn't help at all, he could only watch, it was a real helplessness and despair.