The rat bent over, still walking forward. Looking at the quick knife stone on the trench in front, there was a particularly large one, and there were condensation droplets on it. He suddenly felt a little thirsty, and took a sip of water when he returned. Some time ago, it rained heavily, and they still stored several bags of water in the cave, hundreds of catties.

"Bang-"

The sound of the gunshot suddenly remembered in his thoughts, and he staggered forward and half-knelt down. He landed on the ground with the butt of his gun, trying to support himself and not let himself fall.

Suddenly he realized that he had been shot with such force.

"I've been shot!"

He suddenly felt something flowing in his chest again, touched it with his hand, spread it out, and he could see it clearly, it was blood! Almost at the same moment as he spread his hands, there was a loud burst of gunfire behind him. He froze, there was a cat's ear hole not far in front of him, and he wanted to move in, but he couldn't.

"Mouse! Rat! You hold on! ”

Ji Mazi ran over in front. He looked at the fog in front of him and fired a few shots, then bent down and ran to the mouse's kneeling place with half of his body hidden in the cat's ear hole.

The rat on the other side was still half-kneeling on the ground, with a gun in one hand, trying to support him, looking at him blankly.

"Mouse! Rat! You fucking rats! You speak, you promise me a ......"

Ji Mazi watched the blood flow from the mouse's chest, and he almost screamed with all his might. He was also half-kneeling on the ground, facing him, and quickly tore open the first aid kit.

The rat had a particularly hard time breathing, and his throat seemed to be leaking, and the sound of "vomiting" was incessant.

"Hold on, hold on! Fuck, first aid kit, first aid kit! ”

Ji Mazi has never seen so much blood gushing out of a person's chest in his life. His chest must have been blown open by a bullet, and the blood was like water bursting through the embankment...... He shook the rope and took a step forward, holding the first aid kit in his hand and pressing it against the mouse's chest.

"I, I, I...... Vomit...... I ......"

"What do you want to say, don't speak, don't speak!"

Blood flowed from Ji Mazi's fingers. The first-aid kit didn't do anything, and the blood in the mouse's chest seemed to be very rich, and it couldn't be finished.

The blood was like a rushing stream, and there was a big pool on the ground, and the knees of both of them were soaked with blood.

The corners of the mouse's mouth were already bleeding, and Ji Mazi looked at him desperately and helplessly, looking at this good comrade-in-arms. It's just in an instant, and the fresh life is on the verge of death. He felt how unbelievable it was, but it was so realistic, and even more so that he saw it with his own eyes, and there was nothing false about it.

"Mouse! Rat! Ji Mazi knelt on the ground, shook his shoulders, and cried loudly.

The rat didn't react, just opened his blood-drenched lips and screamed in a loud voice.

A number of people jumped around them, shouting and rushing forward. Ji Mazi didn't know what kind of person it was, he just looked desperately and helplessly at his close comrades-in-arms day and night, watching him die step by step, slowly dying in his despair.

It's despair! soaked in Ji Mazi's heart at this time.

"Mouse, you hold on!" Ji Mazi shouted and changed into a first-aid kit.

However, three-year-olds know that rats can't stand up. One of the mouse's hands held Ji Mazi's arm against his chest, and he looked at his comrades in front of him who were helping him in despair and helplessness, looked at him gratefully, and slowly shook his head.

His other hand was still holding the gun vigorously, but his breathing was getting weaker and weaker.

The gunshots rang out intensively, and Ji Mazi couldn't hear anything, and he didn't know how long it had been.

"How? What do you think!? How about rats? We've got a live one. ”

"Damn, Sentry Number 1 reports-"

"Sentry No. 3 killed three and escaped five."

The people around the rat and Ji Mazi were full of voices and chaos.

The rat's breathing had stopped, but the man was still half-kneeling, with a gun, like an indomitable statue. His entire chest, abdomen, thighs, and knees were soaked with blood, and his dirty military uniform was soaked in blood and became thick.

The trenches were bleeding and were already turning dark red.

At this time, some of the people had already taken the captives into the cave, the fog had not yet lifted, and the air was filled with the smell of gunsmoke.

"Mountain carving, your fucking idea is not good at all, it's so bad!"

Ji Mazi raised his head and saw a mountain eagle standing next to him, and he roared angrily.

The mountain carving was silent, just a thought, who knew that it would cost the lives of his comrades-in-arms? He used his hand to grab the mouse's gun, but the mouse's hand held the gun so strong that he couldn't take it away.

"Carry him into the hole!"

The mountain eagle said, setting up the rat with another warrior and going to the cave where they lived.

The body of the mouse was placed in the cave, and Ji Mazi knelt beside him, took off the mouse's clothes, washed his wounds with water, and wiped the blood on his face. Everyone was silent, standing and sitting.

Ji Mazi knew that if it wasn't the rat who went out for him at that time, then the person who died must be himself. Now he couldn't figure out how to make it clear that he and the mouse were already people from two worlds. Everyone is together on weekdays, talking and laughing, the comrade-in-arms is deep, and no one wants anyone to have an accident.

What's more, this time the mouse died not heroically at all, he was shot cold, and he didn't even see the enemy, so he died like that.

"Mountain carving, you're not a fucking human! You have a terrible fucking idea. Ji Mazi was tidying up the remains of the mouse, while still snorting and snorting loudly with tears and cursing their squad leader.

The mountain carving regrets it in his heart at this time! Hate can't die instead of a mouse, it's really not a taste.

"Ji Mazi, you're right. Mouse, I'm stupid, I'm stupid, I think about what I want to patrol in broad daylight, I want to patrol the sentry, why do you still call my subordinates to go? Ji Mazi, you let me come, let me sort it out for him. The mountain carving remorsefully blamed himself.

Ji Mazi threw his handkerchief on the ground, stood up, and asked the mountain carving to tidy up his remains. He has something to do, and he wants revenge on his captives.

"What about the captives? Didn't you just catch a captive? Where are the people? Fuck me crashed him! Ji Mazi, who didn't graduate from elementary school, suddenly roared, pulled the bolt of the gun, and went to the back to find someone.

The enemy agent was dressed in a black satin coat, barefoot, and lean. At this time, he was tied up like a dead dog, curled up in the crack of the rock at the edge of the cave.

"Get him out, torture him slowly, don't shoot him with one shot." One of the rat's fellow villagers also pulled the bolt with a loud bang and followed him into the hole.

"That's right! One shot knocked him down, too cheap him. Slowly let him die! Avenge the mouse. The two soldiers on Sentry No. 2 walked in together.