Xiong Guoqing looked panicked on his face, and shouted urgently: "Your own people, it's your own people, don't go crazy!" ”

When the other party heard this, he immediately stopped and did not take any further action, but they were very nervous to each other, and it was absolutely possible to go off.

"Who are you?" He asked breathlessly as he ran forward, his face covered in sweat.

It turned out that they met scouts from a certain artillery battalion, each carrying more than 40 kilograms of equipment, who were going to climb the high ground to set up an observation post. These people were as tired as dogs running a hundred thousand skins, panting for breath.

Zhang Wenwen was twisted by them and couldn't move. Hurriedly explained the situation, and with an immediate order, the two people who controlled Zhang Wenshu above let go.

"I thought you were agents, and you really can't recognize this dress." One of the other party said, with a very confused face on his face, and even a little mockery of their untidy appearance.

Obviously, they haven't been in the harsh environment for too long, on the battlefield, being able to live longer is the king, and some things that hinder or affect their health can be avoided, and slowly they will understand.

"Let's go down and get water, it's too hot, do you need it?" Looking forward and watching them all panting and sweating, they must all be thirsty. The most important thing is that they all open their mouths wide to make a thirsty appearance, which is easy to judge.

When they heard that there was water to drink, these people were so happy that they had to go back and drink water.

Under the scorching sun, he marched forward and said, "You are stupid, carrying hundreds of pounds on your back and turning back." ”

The people in the artillery battalion wiped their sweat and said yes, otherwise what should they do? We didn't know how far it was to go. The company commander who took the lead was a northerner, and he said that he had never climbed such a steep mountain in his life, and he had never climbed such a high mountain.

Since they were all willing to do nothing just to get a drink, then of course it didn't matter if they moved forward, immediately turn around and lead the way. The air was filled with the smell of half-baked steam, and the scouts of the artillery battalion followed everyone down the mountain to drink water, and then touched their bellies one by one, and the jingle in it was full of happiness and contentment.

When I returned to the position, I suddenly heard the continuous laughter from the tunnel, and the kind of laughter that was as bright as a silver bell for a female voice. Moving forward, he was overjoyed, one of the voices was familiar to him, it was war correspondent Liang Weizi, and he never imagined that she would suddenly arrive.

"Lao Zhang, Zhang Wenwen, the art troupe seems to be having fun! I am putting on a show inside! "Forward, his face, body, hands, back, chest, abdomen, buttocks, legs, and insteps are all sweaty, his mouth and nose are whirring like bellows, and it is not easy to carry dozens of catties of water on his back! Now the water bag was hot and couldn't be touched, and it was clinging to my back.

Zhang Wenshu was still below, more than ten zhang away from him, and he was much behind. After hearing this, he raised his head and looked up: "Is it really old?" If not, you'll be doomed to die a miserable death. ”

Forward replied, "Roger!" What if I didn't lie to you? ”

Zhang Wenshu paused to breathe: "Ho ho ho, that's good!" What do you want? ”

Xiang Xiang was stunned for a moment, but he didn't think of what to do, so he replied: "Don't talk nonsense!" I'm going down, you get fast! As he spoke, he went down the improvised wooden ladder into the trenches.

Li Guoshi was squatting and guarding the Mao'er Cave next to him, and after stepping on the ground with his foot forward, he asked: "How is it, Li Guoshi, who is here?" Don't wait for us to start the show, the art troupe? And journalists like. ”

Li Guoshi hurriedly replied: "You guessed it." It's true that it's a journalist, and there is no art troupe. ”

This is not like, there are several female voices in the tunnel, how is it possible, Li Guoshi is also going to lie and lie to him, and he doesn't bother to talk to him in detail when he moves forward, mainly because it is too hot under the scorching sun, so he has to go into the tunnel immediately and put down the water bag to rest.

"Why have you been around for so long this time, and you've had an accident down there, right? But you didn't hear the gunshots? As he walked forward, Li Guoshi asked again.

Moving forward is too lazy to answer, this question is left to the person who follows behind, he has to immediately unload the weight and let himself relax and breathe.

"It's coming, it's coming, everyone hurry up and give him a place." The wide hole inside was full of people, and everyone in the platoon command post was smiling brightly and dressed very gently.

Zhang Xingwu personally ran over to help Xiang Qian unload the water bag, and even said, "It's hard work, it's hard work", he also pretended to be in front of outsiders, especially beauties, who cares about it on weekdays, hahaha.

Forward also responded politely: "Don't work hard, don't work hard, serve the people!" It's all such a cliché, and everyone laughs.

Liang Weizi, the female reporter who came, was taking pictures in person, smiling brightly: "Okay! Deputy Company Commander Zhang didn't move, just stretched out his hand and held the water bag like that, and I took a few more photos. ”

Deputy Company Commander Zhang Xingwu replied: "Yes, do it quickly!" My hands were sore, and it was even more painful to move forward. ”

Female reporter Liang Weizi finished taking the photo before she came over to shake hands with Xiang Qianqian and say hello: "Go forward, hard work, hard work!" It's not easy on this hot day. ”

The backs of her hands were covered with sweat, but her clothes looked clean and neat, a world of difference from them. Among the team that came to interview, there were two other women who were also young and beautiful.

It's no wonder that everyone is full of energy, and their eyes are shining and shining, especially the female reporter Liang Weizi's heroic posture, everyone is a little stunned.

"Reporter Liang, you have worked hard, you have worked hard! Isn't it the art troupe coming? Why did you get there first? Xiang Qianqian asked a little confused. He sat down on an ammunition box, gasping for breath, sweat as if he had just crawled out of the river.

"We're not in a league with them." Female reporter Liang Weizi said. Seeing that he was covered in sweat beads shiny, he hurriedly took another picture from the camera. Then he handed him a towel from his pocket, snow-white, wide and wide, and his hand was too dirty to take it, so he modestly and politely excused himself.

The female reporter handed it to him, and he was willing to wipe his face when he took it, so he held it, planning to hand it back to her later.

Zhang Wenshu didn't know what to do, and only at this time did he touch in, his waist was about to fall to the ground, and he shouted loudly: "Hurry up, hurry up, I'm out of breath, I'm out of breath, come and help him, take out my breath." ”

Everyone couldn't laugh when they saw it, and immediately two comrades-in-arms ran over to help him unload the things, Zhang Wenshu sat down on the wall of the cave, snorting and gasping with his mouth wide open: "Liang, Liang, Liang Ji, Ji, reporter, are you here again?" ”

Liang Weizi also took a photo of him, and said while taking a photo: "Yes, yes, it's coming." You've worked so hard! Hard, hard! ”

Zhang Wenshu was obviously more concerned about the affairs of the art troupe, and asked, "Then will they come tomorrow?" of the art troupe, the four beauties, the sinking fish and the geese are ashamed to spend the moon. ”

The weather was too hot, and the female reporter only replied briefly: "I don't know." ”

Zhang Wenwen was not only a little disappointed after hearing this.