"This is a document found from the Japanese army Shaozo's leather bag, they came from Sun Bulbeng, Gaoligong Mountain has also been occupied by the Japanese army. If we want to return to China, we must climb the Gaoligong Mountain and cross the Nu River, but now we are basically cut off by the Japanese army. Under the canopy made of several raincoats, Xiucai took the captured Japanese military documents to introduce to everyone.

"Why don't we go to India instead," Wang Han tried to ask everyone. The old cannon flew over directly with a big foot, "What kind of calf are you pretending, no one will treat you as a dumb person if you don't speak" Uncle Guo shook his head and looked at Wang Han with disdain, "You are stupid, you really think that we are heavenly soldiers and generals." The Japanese army must be waiting for us on the border now, just a few hundred of us, how can we get there? ”

Zhao Zhi stretched out his hand to stop everyone's quarrel, looked up at the rushing rain, and calculated in his mind. Uncle Guo waved his hand and beckoned everyone to quietly retreat, each to see the defeated soldiers under his command. The team has expanded again, and the number has reached nearly 1,000 people, and the number of people under the doglegs has increased more or less.

The torrential rain continued to blow, and the routs shivered in their coats of leaves and thatch. The clothes could only temporarily shelter the rain, but they couldn't shelter the cold, and everyone hugged each other tightly, looking for warmth for each other. Wounds, cold, and lack of food afflicted the routers, who died of disease every day. Lang Zhong's already small hair was almost wiped out by himself, and he was blaming himself, blaming himself for not being able to save those brothers. The rich man now complains to Zhao Zhi every day, and the food stored by the team is almost at the bottom, and the gruel twice a day has been changed to once. There were already very few rice grains in the gruel, but now they can be counted. The hunting party they went out with machetes had returned empty-handed several times, and the beasts had disappeared during the rainy season.

Zhao Zhi has been overwhelmed by these things, and the increase in the number of people in the team is a good thing, but the problems that come with it have also increased. Ammunition, firearms, food, and diseases all puzzled Zhao Zhi, it was really a headache, and Zhao Zhi touched his forehead helplessly. His heart was full of melancholy, originally there were only a few dozen people, and he was still confident to bring everyone back to China. But now there are nearly 1,000 people in the team, and for Zhao Zhi, who is just a captain, this is indeed a big problem. Zhao Zhi felt that with his ability, it was really not enough to lead them back to China safely.

Zhao Zhi's current command method in battle is all his recollection of the usual style of his superiors in the previous troops, and he is just imitating it. He didn't know if it was right or wrong, he was confused. Zhao Zhi squatted on the ground, sobbing helplessly. A hand slapped on Zhao Zhi's shoulder, and the uncle who was usually a thief looked serious, looked at Zhao Zhi, whose eyes were red, and said slowly, "Boy, you have done a good job, and the brothers are very grateful to you." Ideas can be thought of together, you don't want to nest in your heart. If you fall, you should break up, it's not easy for the brothers to get here" "I'm afraid, I'm afraid of bringing the brothers to their deaths. There are so many people who have died along the way, I don't know what to do" Zhao Zhi patted his head angrily.

"Cough" Uncle Guo sighed out of the canopy, Zhao Zhi, whose eyes were moist, looked at Uncle Guo's slightly rickety back, and the dogs who were squatting under the big tree to avoid the rain on the side, obviously heard the conversation between Uncle Guo and Zhao Zhi. They all gathered around Uncle Guo and asked something. Long Mao simply took a few small dog legs and surrounded Zhao Zhi's canopy, not letting anyone approach.

"Let's go to Mengguan, and then bypass Sun Brabang and climb Gaoligong Mountain, I don't believe that the Japanese army can completely seal the mountain. With where we are now, where to go is the closest, but it is also very dangerous. Tell everyone that if you don't want to, you can go separately. Zhao Zhi, who regained consciousness after crying, arranged for Changmao to inform everyone.

Zhao Zhi's decision was a stone that stirred up a thousand waves and caused controversy among the rout. Several radical officers approached Zhao Zhi, who had learned that Zhao Zhi was actually just a captain. They were under the command of a captain, which was unacceptable to them, and they needed to be given command.

"Zhao Zhi, do we have to go from Gaoligong Mountain? Can the current situation of the troops be able to do it? A major officer excitedly pointed at Zhao Zhi and asked. The menacing arrival of the officers has already made the dogs very uncomfortable, and now they are still calling Zhao Zhi's name, damn, they shouldn't have been saved in the first place. "Smack" The muddy boots of the long hair kicked straight into the ass of an officer, and the officer was kicked to his stomach in the muddy water. Old Sichuan looked at the officer who was struggling to get up in the muddy water, and scolded viciously, "Turtle son's", "Damn, who saved this deflated calf, who is it?" It's really not long-sighted" The old cannon also shouted, with a big sense of fear that the world would not be chaotic.

Zhao Zhi motioned for Xiucai to pull up the major who was lying on his stomach, and said with a smile, "Major Zhu, I'm sorry, my brothers are not sensible. Everyone's situation is not good, I know that. But the rain keeps falling, and we can't always be in the jungle. Now there are only two paths, one is India, and the other is to return home. I tend to return to China, the Japanese army should not have many troops in Gaoligong Mountain, we can go to Mengguan first, and then turn to the northeast and go straight to Gaoligong Mountain. The Japanese army on the Indian border should have been ready for a long time, and we don't have enough people to stuff their teeth, and I don't want my brothers to die in vain. Zhao Zhi explained to the officers on the captured map.

When they were in the jungle, it was because Zhao Zhi's men controlled food supplies and ammunition that the officers did not dare to argue with Zhao Zhi. But this is about to get out of the jungle, and the officers decided to have a showdown with Zhao Zhi. Don't dare to seize the military power, these defeated soldiers are the bargaining chips for the officers to settle down after returning to China. Only when there are soldiers in hand can the waist be stiff and can we stabilize our position in the army. Under the influence of this thought, the officers forgot their present situation and shouted and cursed loudly with red faces. "Little captain, why do you command us" "It's turned the sky upside down, a little captain is so domineering" "Zhao Zhi, when I return to China, I will go to the military headquarters to sue you" Zhao Zhi's canopy sounded the angry shouts and scolding of the officers.

"Damn, shameless thing" Uncle Guo took a group of dog legs, twisted the officers like chickens, threw them all into the muddy water as soon as he raised his hand, and stepped on a few big feet covered with muddy water. An officer just wanted to shout, but he was stuffed with mud and fell into the muddy water in embarrassment. "You all listen well, our chief has a good heart, and I don't have the same knowledge as you. But don't go too far, a lot of people die here every day," Xiucai looked at the officers with a smile on his white teeth. Xiucai, who will torture and kill captives after every battle, is an outlier in this team. It's not a good thing to be remembered by this killing star, and the officers subconsciously lowered their heads and settled a lot.

"Brothers, according to the captured Japanese documents, we will have three more days to get out of this mountain forest. But now there is a question of whether to go to India or return home. You have also heard the argument just now, if you want to go to India, go northwest after arriving at Mengguan. Those who want to follow us back to China will turn northeast from Mengguan and climb Gaoligong Mountain. However, I want to tell you in advance that taking Gaoligong Mountain is a very dangerous road, and I dare not guarantee that everyone will be able to return to China intact. Zhao Zhi stood in the rain and told his plan in its entirety, and it was up to the defeated soldiers to choose. Everyone has their own ambitions, Zhao Zhi doesn't want to force them, they have the right to choose, although they are just a rout.

After a brief silence, the rout split into two groups. Among the school officers, only Wang Han, who was called the second confused, followed Zhao Zhi and them, and most of the defeated soldiers chose those officers, after all, it was very tempting to go to India, and the road over there was relatively close. Zhao Zhi only had his original 400 people and some wounded soldiers around him, only Zhao Zhi had medicine here, and leaving Zhao Zhi was equivalent to losing his way of life. "Damn, they're all white-eyed wolves that can't be fed" The doglegs spit on the routs standing there, ate and used them, and now they're running away, it's really not a thing.

"Forget it" Zhao Zhi stopped the anger of the dogs and led them out of the brigade, he really didn't want to look at the smug expressions on the faces of those officers. "Bring it, this is Lao Tzu's thing" The rich man led his men to search for things belonging to the doglegs from the rout one by one. As soon as a few of the routs tried to resist, they were put down by the butts of the doglegs, and they had to step on them a few more times.

At Zhao Zhi's suggestion, the reluctant rich man left some food, guns and ammunition for the defeated soldiers, after all, going to India was also after leaving the jungle, and it would take three days to get out of the jungle. While taking care of the injured hairy head, Lao Pao muttered to Zhao Zhi, "Damn, the dog's head is just a thing to eat inside and out." Why did we give all the things we worked so hard to carry to those deflated calves" Uncle Guo threw a ball of wet mud and was pasting it on Lao Pao's face, "What are you muttering on a dog day, aren't they all brothers of our national army." didn't starve you to death, I'm muttering, Lao Tzu will shoot you to death" The five big and three thick old guns are still very afraid of Uncle Guo, so he shrank his neck and closed his mouth.

The long queue divided into two teams in the dense forest, and although they were still in the same direction, they walked one after the other. Zhao Zhi naturally walked in front with his dogs, which was the rich man's idea. The rain has stopped, and there are a lot of mushrooms and wild vegetables in the jungle, so that those who walk ahead can gather more food. Led by machetes, the doglegs now have a wide range of recipes, including wild vegetables, insects, and even tree bark. They took everything they could see and could eat, gave it to the rich man to cook, and filled it into their own stomachs, which they could never eat.