After the war, it was quiet, but everyone's hearts were not at peace. They were leaving, but dozens of brothers were left here forever. Everyone deliberately avoided looking at the corpses, the corpses of their brothers, and avoided talking about burying the corpses. The evacuation team along the cliff was silent, and no one turned back, not unwilling, but not daring. They were afraid that when they turned around, they would see the dead brothers, the dead brothers who would be in the wilderness.

The losses were heavy, when the camp broke through, more than 100 died, dozens died in the mountains and forests, and Zhao Zhi lost nearly 200 brothers in just one day's effort. Now there are only more than 100 people left who can breathe, including more than a dozen lightly and seriously injured. The more than 50 doglegs who were with Zhao Zhi at the beginning are now less than half left. After packing up the guns, ammunition and food, Zhao Zhi decided to hit the road, and the scout sent back by the machete said that he had found his way. The team should hurry up and leave here before the Japanese army reinforces again.

The machetes had already lowered a few ropes from the cliff so that they could climb easily. But the machetes guarding the ropes did not expect to be able to reach the bottom of the cliff, and there were only more than 100 people. The view of the doglegs who climbed up the cliff suddenly opened up, and on the other side of the cliff was a typical Burmese landform, with hilly plains and mountains and forests.

"Damn, damn" just like that, so many brothers died. I don't want to come to this dog's day in Myanmar again" The dog knelt on the cliff, crying and shouting. The dog joined later, and most of the brothers who died were with the dog, and there were even brothers from the same class. No one pulled the dogs, everyone was silent, everyone thought the same in their hearts, why come to this ghost place to fight, the death of the Burmese does not care about the Chinese.

"Most of the country is now occupied by the Japanese army, and all the coastal waters are controlled by the Japanese army, and foreign supplies to support the country cannot come in, only through Burma. Now the Japanese army occupies Burma in order to cut off the flow of goods from home to foreign countries. We also came to Burma to resist the war, but we are not in the country" Seeing everyone's doubts, Zhao Zhi read what the instructor had said during the officer training class. With these rough people, the big truth doesn't make sense, Zhao Zhi is just for peace of mind, or to explain to himself.

After a short rest, the much shorter procession, carrying the wounded, was on the road again.

Zhao Zhi's goal of abandoning the corpse was achieved, and when Hatoyama and the other Japanese troops rushed to the bottom of the cliff, only corpses and burning trees were left all over the ground. The scene on the battlefield is like a defeat of both sides, with the corpses of the attacking Japanese soldiers on one side and the corpses of the soldiers killed in the defense of the expeditionary force on the other. The guns and ammunition on the battlefield were there, and all the Japanese troops believed that the rout of the expeditionary force had been completely annihilated. However, the careful Hatoyama still found a problem, there were traces of grenadier bombing at the scene, but not even a single grenadier was found.

Hatoyama's brigade had already lost half of its strength, so he had no choice but to seek support from the other Japanese units that had surrounded him, and asked the Japanese pursuing force in the direction of Magao, which was closest to him, to approach him. His decision just diverted Ma Gao's pursuit of the Japanese army for Zhao Zhi and them, and provided an opportunity for Zhao Zhi and them to jump out of the encirclement of the Japanese army.

God seems to have been affected by Zhao Zhi and them, and the sky is still bright, and the rain has already begun to fall. The rain was not heavy, but it was non-stop, and the dogs wrapped their military uniforms tightly and walked silently with their heads down. Those who were able to walk on their own were soaked, and their raincoats were covered with the wounded on stretchers. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, we don't want to lose any more brothers, and enough people are dying today. Under such conditions, there is only so much to do, and that's all.

"Pop" Long Hair's feet slipped, and he fell into the puddle with his back facing the sky, "Little white face, you dog pull me" The embarrassed Long Hair lying in the muddy water stretched out his hand towards Zhao Zhi.

"Lao Tzu is your chief, not a little white face" The words came out, and Zhao Zhi suddenly fell into a trance. When Miwa Highway and the Doglegs first got together, it was as if they had said so. It's just that it was the old cannon that fell at that time, and now it's the long hair. The long hair that got up rushed towards Zhao Zhi with a body of muddy water, Zhao Zhi covered the wound under his ribs with one hand and blocked the long hair with the other. But he failed, and Long Hair successfully rubbed the muddy water on Zhao Zhi's body, and walked away proudly and carelessly.

Zhao Zhi suddenly felt hot in his heart, his eyes were astringent, as if something had come out. Zhao Zhi pretended to look up at the sky unintentionally, and let the rain wash away the tears on his face, but the tears on his face could be washed away, what should he do in his heart? It's always like this, a group of guys who can't look down on you and you don't look down on them, a group of routs, a group of rough people, after thousands of kilometers of rout, actually become brothers, brothers in life and death. They won't comfort you with those words, they will comfort you in their own way, provided that you are their brother, a brother in life and death.

Little white face, an obviously derogatory word, has always bothered Zhao Zhi. For this reason, Zhao Zhi despised his uncle for a long time. But now, he likes this title very much, because the person who calls him the little white face is his brother, the brother of life and death.

Uncle Guo, who was full of wrinkles, ignored Zhao Zhi's wound and hugged Zhao Zhi, "You still call it Xiaobaimian on dog days, what kind of dog head and wolf head are not good, the brothers are screaming unsmooth" Zhao Zhi, who gritted his teeth and endured the pain, was hugged to death by Uncle Guo, so he had to nod.

"Bang" A ball of wet mud was thrown over, and it was pasted on Uncle Guo's steel helmet, and an extremely arrogant voice came, "I'll just say that you are blind with an old bud rice stick, just call the little white face the best, what's the matter?" The old cannon came over with his female gunners like crabs. glanced at Uncle Guo and Zhao Zhi with great contempt, crossed his shoulders, and knocked away the two conjoined babies, and a group of people walked away in the muddy water. Looking at the muddy water splashing under their feet, Zhao Zhi wanted to laugh, a male crab with a group of female crabs was extremely arrogant and teasing everyone they could see, even the always honest goat.

"This dog is crazy" Zhao Zhi shouted at Lao Cannon, "Lao Cannon, roll over to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu's wound hurts and he can't walk, put Lao Tzu on his back"

"Come, come, you are the master" The old cannon trotted over like a child who had just got a new toy, brutally pushed away Uncle Guo, picked up Zhao Zhi and threw it off his back. "Slow down, be careful of Lao Tzu's wounds" Zhao Zhi lay on the back of the old cannon and kept nagging. "I know, I know, I will definitely be gentle, like carrying my son" The old cannon with a cheap face turned his head to look at Zhao Zhi lying on his back.

Zhao Zhi slapped the old cannon's steel helmet, and shouted in a good mood, "Son, go faster, Lao Tzu is going to the front" "You deflated calf, really use me as a donkey" The old cannon gritted his teeth and ran away with Zhao Zhifei on his back. The others only watched these two goods running around the trees in the jungle, the old cannon was very immoral, he relied on his tall horse and began to jump up and down, looking for some difficult and difficult rugged terrain to run, Zhao Zhi grinned on his back. As soon as the old cannon jumped off the hurdle, his feet were empty, and the two goods that had lost their balance lay on the ground in unison, rolling into the bushes along the muddy water. Zhao Zhi painfully raised a pricked foot, kicked Lao Pao's buttocks, and then lay on Lao Pao's body and punched him.

Everyone looked at these two mud-like guys in amazement, Zhao Zhi was already riding on the back of the old cannon, screaming and fighting fiercely. Lao Cannon just held his head, and kept scolding Zhao Zhi in his mouth, scolding him for being an ungrateful guy. Afraid that the world would not be chaotic, the long hair squatted in front of the two mud eggs, and in order to boost the momentum, he stabbed Zhao Zhi on the finger and stabbed Zhao Zhi on the wound under his ribs. Zhao Zhiwei screamed and flipped off the old cannon, and the old cannon quickly reached out and grabbed Zhao Zhi, afraid that he would slide into the bushes again.

"You fucking tiger, he's hurt, you want to stab him to death?" He was screaming a lot just now, but in fact, he carried the super strong old cannon and raised his knees against the crotch of his long-haired pants. "You shit, I'm here to help you" Long Hair screamed and squatted with his crotch between his pants, jumping, jumping away from the fierce beast of Lao Cannon. The old cannon staggered up and crawled in, and threw Zhao Zhi onto his back again.

"Let's go, let's go, a bunch of fools, what are you doing standing here in the rain, gone" Zhao Zhichong yelled at the dogs. "This little white face of the dog's day, why didn't you fall to death just now?" Looking at Zhao Zhi, who was changing his face quickly, Uncle Guo wiped the rain on his face and scolded Zhao Zhi angrily.