has already joined the 114th regiment, Zhang Zijie himself found an excuse to leave the advance camp, and the doglegs are staring at him one by one, he is afraid that someone will take the opportunity to kill him. Although Zhao Zhi promised to let him go, but Zhao Zhi's subordinates are all loyal to Zhao Zhi, if they go crazy, it is estimated that Zhao Zhi will not be able to suppress it, and the thirty-six plan is still the best policy.

According to the results of the discussion between Zhao Zhi and Zhang Tianxiang, the advance battalion still walked in front of the 114th Regiment as usual, and the three battalions of the 114th Regiment advanced separately in a pinzi shape, so that once they engaged the Japanese army, they could support each other. Zhao Zhi: There is a mountain road into Savage Mountain not far in front of them, and the locals say that there is ---- Ghost Gate Pass. When Zhao Zhi and the others arrived at the Ghost Gate Pass, the two battalions of the 114th Regiment were already waiting outside the Ghost Gate Pass, sorting out their bags, and finally preparing to go to Karaka.

The appearance of Zhao Zhi and them made the sappers and the guys of the 114th Regiment who were waiting to enter the mountain very curious, and the soldiers of the company who were temporarily transferred greeted the guys who knew each other. "Hello sir" A guy who looked like a recruit saluted Xiucai, it was Yan Shijun who was driven out of the camp by Zhao Zhi.

"Don't salute the commander casually in the jungle" Xiucai glanced at Yan Shijun, took off the rank on his collar and put it in his pocket. This is the practice of doglegs, and before the war, they will take off something that can prove the identity of the officer, so that the chance of being coldly shot by the Japanese army will be greatly reduced.

"Your part? Talking so wildly, it doesn't seem to be from our 114th regiment" A second lieutenant with a steel helmet in his hand walked over. Xiucai didn't answer, he didn't even bother to deal with the second lieutenant, he just looked up at the surrounding mountains and forests, and the gloomy and dense mountains made Xiucai have a bad feeling. Just when the second lieutenant stretched out his hand to grab Xiucai, Xiucai suddenly shouted, "Hidden, hidden" Xiucai's shouting was very loud, and many people heard it, but they all looked at Xiucai at a loss, but there was no movement.

"It's all goods that owe death," Xiucai, who threw himself into the roadbed and lay in the bushes, looked at the guys who were still stunned on the road, and scolded fiercely. The doglegs reacted quite well, and when they heard Xiucai's shout, they all looked for concealment and curled up as much as possible. "Haha, coward" The second lieutenant laughed loudly at Xiucai who was hiding under the roadbed with his finger, and Yan Shijun, who was standing on the side, also looked at Xiucai with an embarrassed face, he had just saluted Xiucai in front of the soldiers in the same row.

A gunshot rang out, and the second lieutenant, who was still laughing at Xiucai just now, fell headlong on the roadbed, a bullet hole appeared on the left temple, and half of the skull on the right side was shattered and flew, and the hot brain and blood flowed all over the ground. The gunshot seemed to be a signal, and the mountains, which had been cold and silent just a moment ago, suddenly came alive. A dense rain of bullets flew towards the soldiers who were standing stupidly on the roadbed, poof, poof, poof, puff bullets hit the people's bodies and raised clouds of blood mist, and the soldiers fell in pieces.

"Hidden, hidden" Xiucai, who was lying under the roadbed, shouted loudly, but the recruits standing on the roadbed didn't know to hide at all, just stood stupidly and waited for the bullet to hit him. Looking at Yan Shijun, who was still standing on the roadbed, he was only 3 meters away from Xiucai, Xiucai had called him for a long time, Yan Shijun just looked at the second lieutenant who was killed in a daze, but he didn't move half a step under his feet.

Damn, Xiucai scolded secretly, flew out of the bushes, and pounced on Yan Shijun on the roadbed. "Poof, poof, poof" Three clouds of blood mist erupted on Xiucai's back, but Yan Shijun was also knocked down by Xiucai. "Go, go, go" Xiucai's mouth kept spitting blood, and he desperately dragged Yan Shijun, who was already frightened, and threw himself off the roadbed.

"Langzhong, Langzhong, Xiucai is injured" The dog lying in the grass nest on the other side of the roadbed saw the blood stains on Xiucai's body with a sniper scope, and shouted loudly to Langzhong, who was still behind. But no, Lang Zhong rushed several times in a row, but was blocked back by the Japanese bullets. "Old cannon" The dog shouted the old cannon, ran out of the grass, and made a gesture to run up the roadbed. A string of bullets struck the dog's feet, splashing up a cloud of dust. "Yes" The annoyed old artillery grabbed a Browning light machine gun of the 114th Regiment on the side, and opened fire at the place where the gun flame flashed on the opposite hill. Edward's artillery also bombarded the ridge with 81-mm mortars, regardless of where the Japanese were hiding, as long as they could cover Langzhong to climb over the roadbed.

The dog's feint attracted the Japanese machine-gun fire, and the doglegs under the roadbed fired one after another to suppress the Japanese fire. The rate of fire of the Japanese machine guns was much lower than that of the American Browning machine guns, and the Japanese machine guns finally died down under the covering fire of the old guns and doglegs more than three Browning. The dog carried a gun to protect Lang Zhong, who was crawling with a roll, and turned over the roadbed, Yan Shijun under the roadbed was still stupid, and Xiucai, who was covered in blood, was lying next to him. "Damn, you're a dead man, you don't know how to stop the bleeding for him first" Lang Zhong slapped Yan Shijun in the face. Yan Shijun, who was awakened by Lang Zhongfan, saw Xiucai covered in blood, and suddenly pounced, hurriedly tore his backpack, and took out a first-aid kit from it to bandage Xiucai's wounds.

"I don't need it" Lang Zhong bluntly pushed Yan Shijun away and gave Xiucai three morphines in a row. Xiucai has been pierced through the body by the three machine gun bullets, and the organs inside can already be seen in the torn abdomen, and this situation is in vain even if the Da Luo Immortal comes. All Lang Zhong can do is to give Xiucai a few more morphine, so that he can suffer less when he leaves.

Xiucai took out a letter from his pocket with a bloodstained hand and handed it to Lang Zhong, and said in a trembling voice, "Tell my family, I died in battle, not a wreck,,, Lang Zhong still had a cold face, silently took the envelope from Xiucai's hand, solemnly put it into his pocket, and pressed the pocket with his hand after buttoning the button.

Xiucai's face showed a smile, but there was a big mouthful of blood in his mouth, and his body was twitching. "Tell the chief, I'll go first, Luo Yu is gone" Xiucai finished speaking, exhaling the last breath in his chest, and his eyes had lost their brilliance. "Brother, let's go, you can be with Lao Sichuan down there first, and wait for us" Lang Zhong's indifferent face began to become ruddy, his snort became more and more, and he suddenly burst into tears.

The machine guns of the old guns stopped, the doglegs stopped firing one after another, and the Japanese troops on the mountain ridge had long stopped firing and disappeared without a trace. Lang Zhong's mournful cry echoed over the roadbed, and when Zhao Zhi, who was covered in blood and gunsmoke, came down from the mountain with people, there were already many people under the roadbed.

"Keep going, who told you to stop?" A battalion commander straightened his neck and scolded the soldiers of the 114th regiment. He had just rushed up the mountain with a company of soldiers behind Zhao Zhi and killed at least 20 Japanese soldiers, and now was the time for him to be arrogant. "Roll" kicked a big foot in the chest of the battalion commander, and the battalion commander, who was 1.8 meters tall, was actually kicked out a few meters away and fell heavily into the grass under the roadbed.

The dog pounced and hugged Zhao Zhi's thigh, just crying, but didn't speak. The strange atmosphere made Zhao Zhi crazy, "Old cannon, what's wrong?" Zhao Zhi grabbed the normal old cannon and asked.

"Sir, Xiucai is dead" The old cannon who kicked over the battalion commander just now had a gloomy face and told Zhao Zhi about Xiucai. "What? You say it again" Zhao Zhi grabbed the old cannon's military uniform and shook it vigorously, and the old cannon didn't dare to speak. "Xiucai was pierced by a machine gun in order to save a new soldier" Lang Zhong pulled out the old cannon and told the truth.

"What do you eat? You're a doctor. Lao Tzu doesn't care, if you can't save him, Lao Tzu will send you down to accompany him" Zhao Zhi glared at his red eyes, took out a pistol and pointed it at Lang Zhong. "What can I do?" The aggrieved Lang Zhong squatted on the ground, hugged his head and cried loudly.

Uncle Guo came over and pressed the gun held by Zhao Zhi, the doglegs were all quiet, Zhao Zhi has always been interested in cultivating talents, which anyone can see. And Xiucai usually gets along well with everyone, and Xiucai himself is a warm-hearted person. Zhao Zhi lowered his hand and slowly pulled up Lang Zhong, "Where is he?" Take me there" Uncle Guo waved his hand, and the crowd around Xiucai dispersed, and Xiucai, who was covered in blood, was carried to the roadbed by Long Hair.

"Give it to me" Zhao Zhi said stiffly, took Xiucai from Changmao's hand, and staggered towards a slope under the roadbed. Brother, you go first, wait with the others, we will always meet one day. Zhao Zhi looked at Xiucai with tears in his eyes, and wiped the blood on Xiucai's face with his sleeve. This young man, who is only 21 years old, followed him all the way out of the jungle, and no matter how tired he was, he didn't complain. Xiucai is the most cultural in the dog's legs, and Zhao Zhi deliberately wants to cultivate Xiucai. Zhao Zhi, who was already war-weary, thought that one day he didn't want to fight, so Xiucai took these brothers to continue walking.

"Ah" Zhao Zhi shouted hoarsely, frantically chopping down trees, according to the old rules, he wanted to burn Xiucai's body and take his ashes back. Zhao Zhi didn't allow others to help, Lao Cannon and Long Mao had already been beaten, and the others just watched around, and no one dared to reach out to help.

The pyre was already lit, the fire was blazing, and Xiucai was turning to ashes little by little. Zhao Zhi has been standing by the fire, standing silently, he is waiting for the fire to cool down. Zhao Zhi suddenly raised his head and looked at the soldiers around him, everyone was also looking at him, but Zhao Zhi's eyes seemed to have no focus, just slid over everyone's faces. Everyone had to look at Zhao Zhi in a daze, hoping that Zhao Zhi would be able to speak.

Uncle Guo called the dog standing next to Zhao Zhi and whispered a few words, and the dog ran away. The fire was already cold, Zhao Zhi turned around and beckoned to the dogs, "Come on, send Xiucai" Zhao Zhi's words hooked everyone's eyes were red, and Lang Zhong and Uncle Guo were already full of tears. The panting dog ran back and handed Zhao Zhi a brand new lunch box, in which Xiucai's ashes and the remaining bones could be contained.

After taking the lunch box, Zhao Zhi nodded at the dog, and slowly knelt down in front of the fire, "Brother, I promised to take you to Beiping, but you left us and left first." I'll take you back, I will" Zhao Zhi reached out and grabbed a handful of ashes, his throat was sweet, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and his body was already soft and fell to the ground. "Camp, camp" The soldiers around the camp surrounded in an uproar, all wanting to see what happened to Zhao Zhi.

"Get out of the way, dodge" The old cannon brutally squeezed through the crowd, and Lang Zhong and Fang Tianyu, who were closely behind, hurriedly checked Zhao Zhi. "The chief is sad and unconscious, it's fine if he vomits blood, if the qi is stagnant in the body, there will be a big problem" Fang Tianyu checked Zhao Zhi's pulse, and was sure that Zhao Zhi was fine.

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