In the darkness, the two figures tried their best to keep their bodies low, running wildly all the way.

While running, in addition to the whirring mountain wind, Zhao Shixun's ears were the wheezing sound of the old immortal like a broken bellows.

Glancing back, he couldn't see the other party's figure clearly in the dark, and Zhao Shixun couldn't help but slow down.

"Let's go! Take Your ...... Uh-huh....... ”

A low roar came from behind him, followed by an extremely suppressed cough.

Gritting his teeth, Zhao Shixun accelerated again.

Crash......

After rushing into the woods and breaking several branches in a row, Zhao Shixun stopped his steps and leaned on a tree that was one person thick, panting heavily, while guarding the surroundings and waiting for the old immortal.

It didn't take long for the figure of the old immortal rickety to rush in.

"Wait...... Take a breath,...... Turtle son's, old man! I can't run....... ”

"Give you three minutes."

After the words were closed, Zhao Shixun casually broke off a branch, pulled out the branch on it by dividing it by two, and then inserted it directly into the mud.

Leaning over the ground, he inserted his ear into the branch that only leaked his head.

Feel the slight vibration of the ground. Zhao Shixun judged that there was a devil's artillery position in the northeast of him, which should be less than five hundred meters away from here. At this time, although the shelling stopped, he could vaguely hear the sound of the devil carrying and opening the shell box.

Standing up quickly, Zhao Shixun patted the dirt on his ears.

"We have to go northwest, and there are artillery positions of devils in the northeast.

We have to be careful on the road, and always keep an eye out for the sentinels on the perimeter of the devils. ”

Zhao Shixun half-squatted, carefully observing the surrounding environment.

"Okay...... will you listen?"

The old immortal caressed his chest, trying to slow down his breathing.

"Yes, it was handed down from my ancestors. It's time, let's go! ”

took out a military compass from his bosom and roughly judged the direction, Zhao Shixun put the general on his back, holding the dismantled bayonet in one hand and the box gun in the other. Turned around and squeezed into the dark woods.

The old immortal shook his head helplessly, gritted his teeth and followed.

Forty minutes later, the two finally climbed over a mountain in front of them, completely leaving behind the fire and gunfire.

"I said, battalion commander. Take a break. ”

The old immortal behind him panted heavily, and followed weakly with his rifle in his hand.

"You can't stop, and in another hour it'll be dawn. When the time comes, the devil will search the mountains on a large scale, and if you don't want to die, you can leave quickly! ”

"Huhu...... turtle son, I knew that it was better to die."

took off his hat and wiped the sweat on his head, and complained in a low voice? Seeing Zhao Shixun's back getting farther and farther away, the old immortal was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly chased after him.

It's a dark day, and the old immortal doesn't want to get lost. The one in front is a jungle marching master, and he doesn't want to lose this thigh at this time.

……

After an hour, the mountains in the east gradually brightened, and the majestic alpine forests could no longer block the sun's brilliance. Yangguan gradually broke through the barrier and selflessly spread to this land full of vicissitudes.

"Boom la la ......"

The big thick hand was placed on his ear, and he listened to it for a while, and a faint sound of running water came into his ears.

After thinking for a moment in his heart, Zhao Shixun turned around and glanced at the old immortal with a pale face behind him.

"There was a creek ahead, so we rushed over to get some water and take a break along the way. Are you okay? ”

"Good ....... Yes! ”

waved his hand weakly, and the old immortal signaled not to worry about him.

Ten minutes later, a mountain stream gradually entered Zhao Shixun's field of vision.

After holding a gun and observing the surroundings, and after confirming that there was no danger, Zhao Shixun waved his hand at the old immortal who was lying on a mountain rock behind him on guard.

Carefully walking to the edge of the stream, putting the bayonet and box cannon at his feet, Zhao Shixun leaned over and washed his hands covered with blood and mud.

After washing his face simply, the cold stream water made Zhao Shixun's tired body vibrate. I picked it up and took a sip, a trace of sweetness entered the body, and the whole person relaxed.

After slowly pouring a pot of stream water, Zhao Shixun sat on the stone by the stream, feeling the warmth of the sun shining on his body.

The old immortal crawled over with his hands and feet, and fell directly on the edge of the stream, and then collapsed on the stones by the stream.

"Huhu ......, the turtle's son, Lao Tzu has picked up another life. Hey....... Ahem....... ”

He had just laughed a few times, and a fierce cough almost didn't make the old immortal go away.

Gasping for breath, the old immortal sat up with great difficulty and leaned against a stone. After tinkering for a while, he actually pounded out a black nest head from the broken bag on his waist.

Glancing not far away, after a brief hesitation, the old man still pulled out his bayonet and forcefully split the head of the nest in two.

"Battalion commander! Grab a bit. Tired all night. ”

"Thank you, brother!"

After thanking him, Zhao Shixun unceremoniously took the dry and hard nest head and gnawed it hard.

In two bites, a thick and hard nest head entered the stomach. The inferior dry food sore Zhao Shixun's throat.

Jumping off the stone and coming to the stream again, Zhao Shixun took a few sips of the cool stream water, and swallowed the nest in his throat at noon.

Suddenly, a faint smell of blood entered Zhao Shixun's taste buds.

Standing up straight, Zhao Shixun quickly unloaded the mid-formal rifle on his back, squatted down and aimed at the upper reaches of the stream.

saw Zhao Shixun suddenly raise his gun and aim. The old immortal was startled, and hurriedly took the remaining small half of the nest into his arms, grabbed Hanyang and jumped off the stone, and quickly leaned against a crack in the stone to hide.

"Battalion commander! What's going on?! There are devils? ”

Zhao Shixun didn't speak, but used his formal mechanical sight to constantly search the upper reaches of the stream. After scanning it a few times, I found nothing in the crosshairs. The muzzle of the gun rose sharply, and above the treetops more than ten meters high not far away, wisps of green smoke were very obvious!

"There is a fire in the upper reaches of the stream!!"

While shouting these words, Zhao Shixun quickly put away his gun, ran to his resting place in a few steps, and quickly put away the box gun and bayonet.

"Someone?! Could it be a farmer in the mountains? ”

Hearing Zhao Shixun say that someone was angry, the old immortal breathed a sigh of relief, leaned out and looked around.

"Impossible! Recently, there has been a lot of fighting in this vicinity, and the people in the village have long fled, even the mountain hunters, and most of them have gone into hiding. Those who dare to make a fire in the morning are likely to be devils and puppet soldiers. ”

"You mean it could be a devil up front?"

Hearing that there might be an enemy in front of him, the old immortal's face darkened.

"Let's go, we can't stay here."

"Well, let's continue heading east and bypass this place."

Nodding his head and looking at the green smoke in the distance, Zhao Shixun jumped over the creek and prepared to go around here and continue to move forward.

"little devil...... Yes! ”“@#￥”

Suddenly, a woman's mournful cry came from the woods. The startled duo stopped suddenly.

Faintly, the Japanese lewd laughter comes and goes!

There are women in distress!

The two of them ignored each other and turned their heads to look in the direction of Qingyan's anger.

Smack!

The peculiar gunshot of the Wangba box came!

The sudden sound of gunfire made Zhao Shixun's heart twitch violently.

What to do? Go over and take a look or bow your head and leave!?

The old immortal's face full of ravines looked into the distance, and then looked at Zhao Shixun, but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back. Just stared at Zhao Shixun and didn't speak.

Click......

Listening to the woman's screams, Zhao Shixun's heart struggled fiercely. The fingers clenched the handle of the gun, and the brows furrowed deeply.

has just escaped, once you exchange fire with the devil, you are likely to be stuck to death by the devil again! But pretend not to hear and leave! How can you be worthy of your own skin!

"Old and immortal! You keep going east, and I'll get back to you later!" ”

Suddenly leaving this sentence, Zhao Shixun turned around and ran in the direction of the fireworks.

"Grandma's! What do you think of Lao Tzu!

Turtle son's! Today, this life will be explained here! ”

stomped his foot and scolded, and the old man hurriedly chased after him.

Along the stream, two national soldiers swiftly walked through the mountains and forests. Soon, through the mountain forest of dozens of meters, several wooden houses built at the foot of the mountain appeared in front of the two of them.

Wisps of cooking smoke were rising from the chimneys of the wooden houses, and the cries of women and the howls of devils were constantly heard in the quaint and simple mountain courtyard.

The cat bent on his waist and went down the hillside, and the two quickly approached.

Quietly approaching the low fence wall of the yard, and gently picking up the tangled vines on the fence with his fingers, Zhao Shixun looked in.

In the small yard, an old yellow dog was lying next to the kennel. Beside the well in the middle of the courtyard, a man dressed in a shabby green cloth shirt fell there, blood flowing from his head staining the bluestone slab at the mouth of the well.

In the room with the open door on the other side of the well, the mournful cries of women were constantly heard. There was a bamboo table outside the house, and three devil soldiers were sitting around and gobbling up food.

The most heart-wrenching thing is that on the millstone in the yard, a child more than a year old wearing a red belly is lying on it, and the blue-white stone mill is scarlet!

Not far away, blood mixed with well water slowly flowed out of the courtyard, flowed into the stream outside the courtyard, and slowly dispersed .......

"Bastard! Brute! ”

Gritting his teeth, Zhao Shixun quietly put the bayonet on the ground. He stretched out his hand and pointed to the hidden courtyard gate not far away.

"After I climbed over the wall and went in to do it, you saw the opportunity to rush in through the main entrance!"

…… To be continued, please collect and recommend readers who like it! Your encouragement is the endless motivation of Hanhai!