"There wasn't much to eat, less than two cans per person, and two boxes of compressed biscuits." The rich man with a sad face listened to the report of the profiteer Ma Jiang. When I broke out of the encirclement of the Japanese army, there were too few things that I could take with me. It's been two days, and the team has lost its direction on the hills, and if there is nothing to eat, it will kill people.

"Don't tell anyone else yet, I'll go find the chief," the rich man told Ma Jiang, ready to go to Zhao Zhi to get an idea. When he just crossed the cliff, it rained heavily for a day, which made the wounds of the wounded inflamed, and Zhao Zhi was no exception, at this time, he was lying on the back of the old cannon in a groggy state. It's been two days, Lao Cannon has become his personal mount, Lao Cannon doesn't let others carry Zhao Zhi, he is afraid that others will fall Zhao Zhi.

"Let the goats take some people to the east to search and try" After listening to the rich man's report, the dazed Zhao Zhi decided to send the goats to search in the direction of the grapes on the map first. A sudden gunshot interrupted Zhao Zhi's words, and the dog-legged people who were walking like a corpse just now with their heads bowed suddenly came to their senses, scattered in an uproar, and scattered to lie down and hide.

"Where are the shots?" Zhao Zhi lay on the ground, pushed aside the old cannon that was blocking him, and looked around with a telescope. In the telescope, I saw several people in the meadow in front of meadow from a distance, one fleeing, and several chasing. Those who fled in disarray turned around from time to time to shoot a shot, and those who pursued behind only buried their heads in hot pursuit.

Wang Dabao is very depressed, damn, these little devils are dead-eyed, why are they chasing themselves? He himself forgot that he was holding a pistol in his hand that only officers use. Wang Dabao was a cook of the 96th Division of the Expeditionary Force, and after withdrawing to Da Luo in Burma with the 96th Division, he received an order from Du Yuming, the commander of the Fifth Army, to find the main force of their 96th Division. At this time, the main part of the 96th Division had already completed the task of covering behind the palace at Mengguan, and before losing contact with the main force of the Fifth Army, it was decided to pass through the Sunbrabang area, first go to the grapes in Burma, and then seek an opportunity to return home.

The officers and men of the 96th Division in Daluo received the order of the army commander, and naturally rushed to Sun Bulbeng in the starry night, wanting to find the main force of the 96th Division as soon as possible. Originally, the Japanese army had troops stationed in Magao, but due to Zhao Zhi's sideways appearance and Hatoyama's erroneous request for help, the Japanese army in Magao had already leaned towards the Sawan area, so Wang Dabao and his expeditionary force from Daluo successfully entered the Sunbrabang area.

However, before they could find the main force of the 96th Division as soon as they got out of Savage Mountain, they were discovered by the Japanese search force, and more than 100 Japanese troops chased nearly 3,000 people. The officers who led the team were separated by the guards and the soldiers, and the whole unit was divided into a dozen small units, which were chased by the Japanese and hid everywhere in the jungle hills. Wang Dabao ran with a lieutenant colonel, and after the lieutenant colonel was killed by a stray bullet, Wang Dabao threw his kitchen knife and picked up the lieutenant colonel's pistol. In fact, he just wanted to have a weapon to defend himself. But apparently the pursuing Japanese soldiers did not think so, and they felt that the guy with the pistol in front of them must be a senior officer of the Zhina people.

"Lie down, lie down" A sudden burst of hairballs grabbed Wang Dabao and pressed him to the meadow. Wang Dabao, who was pulled down, pointed the gun at the hair ball that was pulling him, and was about to pull the trigger. "Damn, I don't know what to do" A rifle butt slammed heavily on Wang Dabao's back. Just as Wang Dabao was about to open his mouth to shout, a ball of rotten grass was stuffed into his mouth, instantly blocking his scream in his throat.

A few strings of bullets followed the sound of gunfire, sprayed out of the grass, and hit the pursuing Japanese soldiers. One face, right in front of Wang Dabao's eyes, the Japanese army, who was invincible just now, became a dead corpse in just one face. A few hairy heads quickly ran out of the grass and pounced on the dead Japanese soldiers, rummaging through the things that the Japanese soldiers were carrying. The guns were put together, food and water were put together, the corpses were thrown into a pit, and soon, the little battle just now was completely gone.

"Take this dog day back" The hair group who took the lead commanded in a low voice, and the hair group pressed Wang Dabao with the booty on their backs, and turned to a small mountain bag. After a short walk over the mountain bag, the hairballs stopped outside a low forest. The bamboo whistle sounded, and a voice sounded from a tree in the forest, "Dog, I saw you earlier, come in" A ragged guy slid down the tree and shouted at the top of his voice, "Dog, it's time for you to go up, I'll take them in"

Wang Dabao looked at these strange guys, he couldn't tell who they were, they looked like Chinese, but they were so badly dressed that he really couldn't tell what they were wearing. With the monkey-like guy leading the way, everyone walked around in the woods, and the monkey said that there were mines in the woods, so be careful.

The last person I saw disappointed Wang Dabao very much, it was a pale young man, a young officer. Like the rest of the routs, they were dressed in clothes that couldn't distinguish between color and appearance, the only difference was that the collar had the rank of lieutenant colonel. Looking at Wang Dabao who was escorted, the young man smiled, smiled very happily and gently.

"Hello, I'm Zhao Zhi, and I'm the commander of this unit. Are you part of the expeditionary force? Where are the others? Zhao Zhi secretly held back a smile, looking at the hungry guy in front of him, who had a pair of small eyes on his yellow-skinned face.

"Damn, what did my chief ask you? Dumb? "The die-hard dog-legged steamed bun stepped forward, gave Wang Dabao a kick, and glared at this blind guy." Woo woo" The aggrieved Wang Dabao hurriedly took out the rotten grass in his mouth and snapped upright, "Report to the chief, my name is Wang Dabao, and I am the cook of the 288th Regiment of the 96th Division. Our 3,000 men received an order from Commander Du to go to Sun Brabang to join the main force of the division. In the front jungle encountered a Japanese search party, as a result of which the troops were scattered. ”

"Damn, 3,000 people were chased by a small search team of the Japanese army, can you really do it? It's a fucking shame" with a wrinkled face, the old withered uncle, scolding Wang Dabao, his dark and thin face was full of contempt and disdain.

"You go take a look," Wang Dabao muttered on the ground, venting his dissatisfaction. "Slap" A slap fell on Wang Dabao's fat neck, and the old guy's gloomy face faced Wang Dabao, baring his teeth and laughing, "What are you muttering on a dog day?" I think Lao Tzu scolded you, take a look" The old man threw Wang Dabao a backpack and motioned for him to open the backpack.

Wang Dabao opened the backpack suspiciously, and a smell of blood came to his face, and the backpack was full of cards. The old man took out a card and said to Wang Dabao, "This is the identity card of the Japanese army, there are 584 in this backpack, all of which we killed, what's the matter, are you still not convinced?" ”

"What are you telling him all about? He's just a foodie, look at him "A soldier in a neat uniform, holding a lunch box, walked to Zhao Zhi in a few neat steps. "Sir, it's time for a dressing," the soldier lowered his voice, trying to make his voice as gentle as possible.

"Well, didn't you change it the day before yesterday? Why don't you change the medicine and leave the medicine for the other brothers, I'm almost fine" Zhao Zhi slowly stepped back, trying to let a few dogs around him. "Less wordy" The soldier's face immediately changed, his mouth pouted, and then his fierce face was revealed: "Catch him!" A group of dog-legged people rushed up, how could an injured person withstand this group of wolf-like guys, Zhao Zhi was quickly caught by them, pressed to the ground on his side, his hands and feet, and his back, and nowhere could he move.

Yuan Qingqing smiled and looked at Zhao Zhi who was pressed to the ground with his hands behind his back, the cloth strip dipped in medicine in his hand, the gauze was about to run out, Zhao Zhi ordered to leave the gauze for other wounded people. Yuan Qingqing smiled like a weasel: "Don't move, it will hurt if you move"

Lao Pao stepped on Zhao Zhi's writhing ass with a heavy foot, "I told you not to move, why don't you stop, move again, Lao Tzu is cut to death" "Old cannon, old cannon, you are the best, old cannon, you are the person I believe in the most, let me go" Zhao Zhi tried in vain to beg Lao Pao to be merciful, but in exchange for Lao Pao's harder.

Zhao Zhi struggled to look sideways at Lao Pao, and scolded Lao Pao in his mouth: "Lao Pao, your mother Labazi, you wait for Lao Tzu to clean you up in a while, Lao Tzu will kill you today, you wait"

the fart. Lao Pao has always been ruthless, and his attack is naturally not soft at all, and he reached out to remove the strip of cloth that had begun to harden under Zhao Zhi's ribs. "Ah" Zhao Zhi screamed in pain, tears and cold sweat rushing together.

Uncle Guo pressed Zhao Zhi to death, and the steamed buns wiped Zhao Zhi's tears and cold sweat, and as a result, Zhao Zhi's face became dirtier and dirtier. The stains on the steamed bun clothes and the tears on Zhao Zhi's face made Zhao Zhi's face look like a flower cat.

Yuan Qingqing put away the cloth strip and said, "Every time I change your dressing, it's like a war, and it annoys you to death." Alright, that's it for today. ”

The doglegs picked up Zhao Zhi, held the steamed buns and the old cannon, and let Zhao Zhi sit under a tree. "Hey, why is he still here?" Yuan Qingqing, who had packed up his things, pointed to Wang Dabao, who was squatting on the side with unkempt hair and tattered clothes.

"The chief hasn't spoken yet, who knows if he's going to stay there?" The steamed bun looked at Yuan Qingqing angrily, this woman is getting more and more annoying, and she wants to take care of the chief's affairs.

Wang Dabao was already petrified when he squatted in place, and he had never seen such a commander in his three years in the army. In Wang Dabao's 288th regiment, the commander is high and high, and he says the same. There were commanders like Zhao Zhi who rolled with the soldiers, and they were trampled under the feet of the soldiers, pretending to be clowns and begging for mercy. And only then did he find out that the soldier with the medicine was actually a female soldier. And the female soldier's face was ruddy, not at all like these guys who had just come out of the Savage Mountain, all of them were yellow-skinned, unkempt and skinny. Zhao Zhi and his gang are all British military uniforms, and their spears are not like Wang Dabao's rust-stained bayonets.