The little girl who was caught up the hill was very quiet and capable, and her father, who was bleeding profusely, was well taken care of by her, and the part that was shot had been bandaged by the little girl with a strip of cloth. [''Green']【【'] The soldiers who fell into a coma after detoxification have been dragged behind a tree by Zhao Zhi, and the corpses of the soldiers who died by the arrow were also gathered together by Zhao Zhi, Zhao Zhi had to cremate these corpses after the war, according to the rules of the direct company, the corpses that could not be taken away had to be cremated and taken away from their ashes, and these brothers who died in the war could not be allowed to die in a foreign land and not go home. The face of each brother who died in the war was wiped clean by Zhao Zhi with a cloth stained with water, and when Zhao Zhi was doing these things, the little Burmese girl kept squatting and kneeling beside her and watched, looking very carefully, her big smart eyes wandered back and forth between Zhao Zhi and the corpse from time to time The full text of the story of the false groom is free to read.

"Sir, the enemy is ready to retreat, they are going to withdraw" Yan Shijun, who was lying in the bunker, turned around and shouted Zhao Zhi, the enemy troops under the mountain began to show signs of withdrawal, and successively sent more than a dozen Burmese to death to attract the firepower of the national uncle, several brave Japanese soldiers successfully got their machine guns, regardless of the grenadier bombardment of the old guns, they used the machine guns to fiercely strafe the hillside, trying to suppress the national uncle's firepower, all kinds of signs show that the group of enemy troops under the mountain is preparing for retreat.

"Uncle, you are staring at the enemy army that turned to the southeast, these guys are not trying to withdraw the army, but want to sneak attack us by detouring to our side" Zhao Zhi saw clearly from the binoculars, and the enemy army under the mountain was divided into three groups. One of the men manipulated machine guns to suppress Uncle Guo's uncle, some of the more than 40 people turned to the southwest to attract Zhao Zhi's firepower, and the remaining nearly 70 people turned to the southeast. What Zhao Zhi noticed was the more than 70 people who turned to the southeast, if they were turned to the flank, then Zhao Zhi and their would be in danger, and they would fall into the enemy's three-way attack.

Uncle Guo said yes, the snipers turned their guns, and began to shoot the more than 70 enemy troops who were going to the southeast, which was the disadvantage of the lack of manpower, and everyone on the hillside was used by Zhao Zhi to the extreme. The continuous shooting had already made the snipers' shoulders a little swollen, but for everyone's safety, the snipers still followed Uncle Guo's order to turn their guns and start sniping new targets.

Unexpectedly, the Burmese girl, after Zhao Zhi bandaged the arrow wounds of the wounded, Zhao Zhi, who was suddenly kind, gave the Burmese man the extra wound medicine. The Burmese girl, who had been paying attention to Zhao Zhi, clumsily gave her father good medicine according to Zhao Zhi's method, and after dressing the wound with gauze, she also followed Zhao Zhi's example and dragged her father behind the tree where the wounded were placed.

I thought that the Burmese girl would take care of her father, but I never thought that after the girl settled her father, she sneaked back to the hillside, dragged half a box of bullets, and pressed the bullets into the bullet bridge that Zhao Zhi had emptied. Zhao Zhi's shooting level is really stinky to the extreme, often hitting an enemy with a bullet bridge, anyway, the sniper rifle he uses is Japanese-style, and the bullet is a Japanese-style bullet that can be used with the 38 rifle, this kind of bullet Zhao Zhi has a lot in his hand, which is enough for Zhao Zhi to waste. (text only)

Taking the bullet bridge handed over by the girl, Zhao Zhi pursed his lips and did not speak, his marksmanship is very smelly, but the rate of fire is very fast, the bullet bridge that pressed the bullet earlier is no longer enough, and it is naturally good that someone is willing to help. Seeing that Zhao Zhi took over the bullet bridge that he handed over, the Burmese girl smiled, showing a clean white tooth smile that looked good, and the action of pressing the bullet in her hand was a little faster, looking at her skillful action of pressing the bullet, she should have done these things often.

Looking at the girl's white teeth and dark face, Zhao Zhi was in a trance, two extreme colors appeared on the same face, this is indeed a very strange thing, but Zhao Zhi has no time to think about these things at the moment, there are still a large number of assembled enemy troops under the mountain, and the most important thing is to repel them first and save his life.

"Boom" A fire rose on the left side of Zhao Zhi, and shrapnel mixed with the dirt smoke flew in all directions, Yan Shijun fell into his bunker screaming, and there was still a lot of green smoke on his back that was splashed with blood. The frightened Zhao Zhi threw off the sniper rifle in his hand, climbed into Yan Shijun's bunker against the ground, Yan Shijun was hit by a grenade from the Japanese army's grenadier, and the two pieces of shrapnel formed when the grenade exploded were embedded in his back.

The shallow shallow shone shrapnel was pulled out by Zhao Zhi, but the other deeper shrapnel was difficult to do, and after establishing a relationship with Yuan Qingqing and Linda, Zhao Zhi was forced by them to learn a lot of battlefield ambulance. The shrapnel that hit Yan Shijun's back was pierced too deeply, and looking at the bloody situation, Zhao Zhi didn't dare to pull out the shrapnel easily, for fear that it would cause Yan Shijun to bleed more than other book friends are reading: Water Goes with the Sky The latest chapter list.

A black face full of dirt squeezed next to Zhao Zhi, it was the Burmese girl who was very curious about everything, and before Zhao Zhi could react, the girl reached out and pulled out the shrapnel on Yan Shijun's back. "Ah" Yan Shijun, who was stunned by the grenade, suddenly let out a cry of pain, and the sharp pain from the wound made his whole body bend like a shrimp. "What are you going to do?" Zhao Zhi, who came to his senses, glared angrily at this seemingly innocent Burmese girl, and stretched out his hand to push the girl away.

The girl who was squatting on the ground twisted her body lightly, Zhao Zhi's hand pushed into the air, and the girl had already taken out the wound medicine that Zhao Zhi gave her just now from her pocket and sprinkled it on Yan Shijun's back. The wound medicine is actually the hemostatic powder issued by the US military, Yan Shijun's wound was thickly sprinkled with a layer of hemostatic powder by the girl, it seems that Zhao Zhi miscalculated Yan Shijun's injury, and the bleeding was quickly stopped. The girl squinted triumphantly at Zhao Zhi who was surprised, and while bandaging Yan Shijun's wounds, she didn't forget to playfully reward Zhao Zhi with a white eye.

was despised by a Burmese indigenous girl, Zhao Zhi felt very depressed, whether it was a crooked hit or some other reason, but they did save Yan Shijun's life, Zhao Zhi wisely chose to remain silent in the face of the girl's white eyes. The atmosphere on the battlefield became more and more dull with the temperature of the jungle, and the snipers who kept shooting had reached the limit of their physical strength and condition, and the sore shoulders made their shooting accuracy drop a lot, and even Uncle Guo began to miss the target.

"Old artillery, old artillery, shoot out all the mortar shells, you must suppress them" Zhao Zhi rushed to the old artillery against the smoke of gunpowder, and pulled the old artillery that was bombarding the Japanese army with a grenadier is a roar. As a senior dog leg in the direct company, the old cannon has long been influenced by the rich man, countless mortar shells are the last reliance of the old artillery, in order to help the sniper suppress the machine gun, the old cannon almost endured heartache before hitting a few mortar shells Other book friends are watching: Starlight for a moment. This will be good, Zhao Zhi's mouth moved, and he thought about going bankrupt.

"Sir, I still have half a pack of grenades, this thing can also hit the machine gun of the little devil" The old cannon was naturally unwilling to shoot out those hard-won mortar shells at one time, and dragged a half-pack of Japanese-style grenades to look at Zhao Zhi flatteringly, hoping that the little white face in front of him would change his mind. But he forgot that Zhao Zhi was no longer the hairy boy he used to be, since the battle of the Ledo River, Zhao Zhi already had the prestige that a real officer should have, and he really won everyone's respect through his excellent command, including the old artillery, but he never refused to admit his admiration for Zhao Zhi.

"The scholar is injured, the snipers are almost unable to hold on, we have too few men, we have to withdraw before dark. If we wait for the enemy forces below to take advantage of the night to charge, none of us will be able to leave. These iron guys, you hurry up and clean them up as soon as possible, you don't have the time to carry them when you retreat, there are too many wounded" Zhao Zhi patted the old cannon and turned away, he knew the old cannon's thoughts, but there were too many wounded, and they needed to be carried on their backs, so there was really no extra manpower to carry these shells.

As soon as Zhao Zhigang reached the big tree where the wounded were hiding, he heard an explosion coming from the bottom of the mountain, which was the old artillery bombarding the enemy troops under the mountain with mortars. Zhao Zhi was not worried that the enemy army would break his defense line now, what he was most worried about was that when he retreated, those wounded who had been detoxified had not yet woken up. Most of these guys are hit by arrows in the upper body, although their combat effectiveness is greatly reduced, but their mobility is still there, as long as they can wake up, there is no problem walking on their own. If they couldn't wake up in time, Zhao Zhi and the others had to carry a wounded person on their backs and forcibly retreat.

After arranging the old cannon, Zhao Zhi finally had a little smile on his face after turning to the big tree, and the wounded who were dragged behind the tree by Zhao Zhi basically woke up. This antidote made by the Burmese people is prepared with herbs from the mountains and forests, among which there is a mountain fruit containing slight toxicity, taking a large amount can make people unconscious, but as long as the comatose person is given a lot of water, it can dilute the toxicity of the mountain fruit, and make people wake up in advance.

When Zhao Zhi came behind the tree, the Burmese girl was pouring water on the wounded one by one with a kettle, breaking her mouth and pinching her nose to pour water directly into her mouth. Don't look at this Burmese girl who is black and dirty, she has the strength of her hands, and she presses the wounded to death with both hands, and they can't break free when they toss, so they can only drink water obediently and finish their work.

"Yours, people, okay" The Burmese girl saw Zhao Zhi coming, hurriedly stood up and bowed her head strictly, and stammered to tell Zhao Zhi in Chinese about the condition of the wounded. The Burmese girl Kangguo was originally very annoyed that Zhao Zhi's people had injured her father, but the ensuing battle made her reacquaint herself with the young officer in front of her, especially when he yelled and taught the black man a lesson just now, Zhao Zhi's bravery, Zhao Zhi's bravery had been deeply reflected in her mind, so when she saw Zhao Zhi again, Daguo did not have the kind of provocation just now, but was shy and restrained.

The second monk Zhao Zhizhang was confused, but he just checked the condition of the wounded, and then went to Uncle Guo's side with his rifle. In order to avoid being wiped out by the Japanese machine guns, Uncle Guo and several of their snipers were scattered, since Zhao Zhi decided to evacuate before dark, then he had to gather his combat strength in advance, only by concentrating his combat strength could it be possible to evacuate safely, and Zhao Zhi would not leave his brothers.

As long as someone dares to run out of those corpse walls, waiting for them is either the mortar shells of the old artillery or the bullets of the national uncle, they finally chose to be a turtle with a shrunken head, and they shrank behind the corpse wall and no longer show their heads. As a result, the exchange of fire between the two sides came to an end for the time being, and the snipers, who were happy to rest, rubbed their sore shoulders and retreated, sitting around the wounded, laughing and smoking.

The smoke on the hillside has not yet dissipated, and the silence seems to be a little hard-won, and everyone is trying to enjoy this tranquil super-ruler Read the full text. The girl was even more puzzled, these soldiers with blood stains and the smell of gunpowder smoke on their bodies, just now they were soldiers with fierce faces, but now they ignored the enemy troops under the mountain and sat around laughing and laughing. The uncles and uncles in his original village also gathered under the big tree at the head of the village to drink, smoke and chat in their spare time, and Daguo suddenly felt that it was very good to stay with these people like this.

The tired thief's dead dog and steamed bun can't rest yet, they have to follow Changmao to prepare to transfer the mines in the big cart array, Zhao Zhi has already decided to evacuate here, then the big cart array on the mountain road will lose the meaning of blocking the enemy, especially those mines made by Changmao can't be wasted. With Hunan-style cunning long hair, he can make these masterpieces of his own go to waste, so after informing Zhao Zhi, he took the dog and steamed buns downhill to retrieve these homemade mines, and he wanted to give a big gift to the enemy troops under the mountain.

Zhao Zhi was not idle, he was holding a sapper shovel and digging a grave with a few craters, and it was too late to cremate the bodies of the brothers who died in battle, and Zhao Zhi, who was unwilling to let the brothers die in the wilderness, was determined to bury the brothers. In self-blame, Zhao Zhi was a little petty, almost brutally drove away the uncle who came to help, and dug the grave alone. The sweat had been mixed with the dust on his body, making Zhao Zhi extremely sloppy.

Ignoring Zhao Zhi's awkwardness, the girl dared to squat outside the grave obediently, bored she looked at Zhao Zhi who was working, and unconsciously drew circles on the ground with her fingers. She wanted to follow Zhao Zhi and them, but her Chinese would only be simple words, not very coherent sentences, and she didn't know how Gao could tell this young leader what she thought. Annoyed, he grabbed a handful of dirt and threw it into a grave pit dug by Zhao Zhi, daring to think of his father, yes, his father can speak Chinese, let his father help him say that it must be okay, but his father is the one who healed them. ~ To see the first release without ads, please go to the product "Green" Please share