Huo Xiaoshan stopped Xiao Shisuo from leaving him an inch, and walked alone in front.

As a result, Xiao Shisuo could only follow him at a distance of twenty or thirty paces behind him, and fifty or sixty meters behind him was the large army of the battalion directly under him.

"What is the boss doing?" Li Liang saw Huo Xiaoshan walking in the front of the team, so he asked Shen Chongdao curiously.

Huo Xiaoshan's marksmanship today impressed him too deeply, Li Liang never thought that there was a commander in the national army who had such extraordinary shooting skills, so since the battle ended, his eyes had been involuntarily revolving around Huo Xiaoshan.

Li Liang didn't know that the other people in the direct battalion were exactly the same as him when they first saw Huo Xiaoshan's ability to fight devils.

"I'm glad to see the snow." Shen Chong guessed.

Shen Chong has long been familiar with Huo Xiaoshan's ability to fight devils, if he is not outstanding, then it will not be Huo Xiaoshan, so that he is really numb to Huo Xiaoshan's "miracles" now, but whenever others marvel at Huo Xiaoshan's various miracles, he uses the word "goblin" to cover it.

"The snow is fresh, but it is also sinful." Li Liang sighed.

When attacking the devils on the other side, as a cold gunner, he lay directly in the snow.

The snow is quite thick and the temperature drops below freezing at night, but just because there is snow on top doesn't mean it's frozen below.

What's more, the temperature during the day is above zero, although the snow will not melt immediately, but it is good if people do not lie up, if people lie up, the snow below will melt.

So, there was snow water slowly pouring in from the cotton uniform, until I felt my skin cold, and I shivered when the cold wind blew it.

Who knows what it feels like!

"Xiaoshanzi is not the same as others, he can still swim the Yangtze River in winter." Shen Chong explained, is there anyone else in this camp who knows Huo Xiaoshan better besides Shen Chong? Apparently not.

"Really?" Liming sighed, "Shen Tou'er, tell me about it!" ”

"Then you're asking the right question." Shen Chong said with a smile.

……

At this time, Huo Xiaoshan, who was walking alone in the front, was also wearing the same military uniform as Li Liang - the places that came into contact with the snow were already wet, but he suddenly didn't feel the dampness and coldness, but instead unbuttoned the top two buttons, and let the oncoming cold wind blow into his chest.

How long had he not seen snow, and when he came to the New Wall River and woke up one night to see the snow covering the fields, he even thought he was home at that moment.

All the memories of the snow in my hometown came to my heart at that moment.

When I was a child, the big smoke bubbles that blew for days and nights, the pork half-seed buried in the snowdrift outside the house, the snow wall that was more than the height of a person, the horse-drawn plough in the snowfield, the snow with a faint blue light in the sunset, the hoof prints of all kinds of animals of all sizes in the snow, the silly little roe deer, the Hai Dongqing who could only catch the hungry wolf, the hot spring in the depths of the snow forest, the arrow through the mountains and fields on the snowboard, and the eagle spreading its wings in the air on the skis......

Erhuzi, Ga Douzi, Layue, Erya, those playmates who have appeared in dreams many times seem to come to life, and they are all greeting themselves with a smile.

Erhuzi said, Xiaoshanzi, let's go, let's go to the game to fight birds.

Ga Douzi said, Xiaoshanzi, let's go, my father has made pork stewed vermicelli for you.

Layue said, Xiaoshanzi, why do you say that Erya and they want to squat and pee......

And Niang, I haven't had a home for many years, Niang must be very good in the Western world, I'm thinking about her now, she must know that I'm thinking about her, will she sit on the lotus like a Bodhisattva at this time, look at herself in this forbearable world with that charitable gaze, and say softly: Idiot.

I remember that one of the great wishes made by Amitabha Buddha is that anyone who is reborn in the Western Elysium will definitely see the minds of sentient beings in an instant, so if you think of your mother, your mother will definitely know that I am thinking about him!

I don't know when I can reunite with my mother......

So what about Dad, where is he, he doesn't believe in Buddhism much, but Dad hasn't done anything bad, Dad is just killing karma too much, where is the arrogant dad who can prick himself with a big beard?

I remember that I accidentally saw a Buddhist pamphlet in Changsha, where it was said that Yue Wumu was still leading troops in another world, and that was because his obsession with killing the enemy for the country had not disappeared.

So where will the father, who hates the Japanese to the core, lead the troops?

When I grew up, people said that people who were too familiar couldn't feel beautiful when they were together.

But why is it that in my impression, my mother and son are always so elegant, beautiful, calm and calm? Why is Daddy Huo Yuan always so real, amiable and even informal?

Now that I have grown up, I realize that in fact, my mother and father look like people living in two worlds on the outside, but when the two of them are together, they are so harmonious and natural, as if meeting in this life is their hope for many lifetimes......

At this time, a bird chirped in the distance and flew up from the grass in front of Huo Xiaoshan, maybe Huo Xiaoshan's footsteps were too light, and the bird had only just found out.

Huo Xiaoshan was alert to the chirping of this bird, the deceased is like a bird that crosses the sky without leaving a trace, the Japanese army should be crossing the Xinqiang River now, and they still have to think about how to fight devils!

So he gathered his mood and began to observe the terrain around him.

The terrain here is relatively gentle, and it is still difficult to ambush the devils here, and it seems that you need to walk a little further south to meet the undulating hills to give the devils a moment.

However, when they arrived at the hill, other national troops must be waiting to ambush the little devil, which seems to be a little unwilling.

Thinking of this, Huo Xiaoshan flickered slightly, his eyes seemed to be just to avoid the light of the sun refracted by the snow field, and he had an idea in an instant.

"Xiao Shi Suo, you go and call the fat man over to me," Huo Xiaoshan turned around and shouted.

……

It was freezing at night and civilized during the day, and it was not only the Chinese army that was difficult to move in the snow, but the Japanese army naturally still prevailed, just because they had too many heavy weapons to carry.

By this time, it was already the third Battle of Changsha, and although the Chinese army had come up with the Heavenly Furnace method of warfare in an attempt to avoid the enemy's edge, the Japanese army had also racked their brains in order to be able to take their artillery and tanks across the Laodao River to bombard Changsha.

But, unfortunately, the Japanese army has not come up with any good ways so far.

In the third round of the battle, the road has been destroyed by the Chinese military and civilians for the third time, and the horses dragging heavy artillery and the horses have encountered the road full of ditches and bumps one after another.

As a result, Morikawa Keiyu, the commander of the 40th Wing of the 40th Division of the Japanese Army, who was responsible for the transportation of baggage, could only order his troops to avoid the road and choose a relatively gentle area to march.

However, when there is a first road in the world, it is all stepped on in a place where it is easy to walk, and no one will have the strength and nowhere to go to the mountains and puddles and swamps to step out of a path.

So, although Morikawa Keiyu ordered to march to a gentle place, it is conceivable how difficult it was along the way.

The 40th Wing crossed the New Wall River in the afternoon, when it was getting dark.

Looking at the endless snowfield, Morikawa Keiyu, who had lived in Hokkaido, no longer had the nostalgia of seeing the snowfield for the first time, and he could only order the snail-walking troops to stop and order the pot to cook.

Without the orders of his co-captain, the sentinels in charge of the guard had already dispersed.

Fortunately, although the road is difficult, after all, the terrain is quite gentle, and presumably the Chinese army does not have the courage to launch an attack on itself in such a place!

Keiyu Morikawa thought with rejoicing.