Thirty or so distraught soldiers stumbled and ran through the night, gasping heavily, occasionally falling into the muddy rice paddies, struggling to get up, and crossing the dilapidated and dead villages. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

They ran until they reached a dark wood, and Yang Ling, who was dripping with sweat on his forehead, stopped, holding his knees with his hands and gasping for breath: "Stop-drill the forest and rest!"

The exhausted and weak soldiers entered the dark forest, immediately slipped to the ground like mud, and then lay on the ground and breathed in the fresh air.

Qin Shou ran out of breath, sat on the ground and lay on his back on the ground, his eyes through the gaps in the woods, and saw that he didn't know when a full moon drilled out of the dark clouds and hung in the sky.

Looking at the moon hanging in the middle of the sky like a cake, Qin Shou giggled, he heard that the underworld was dark, and he lived again.

The soldiers who had survived the bloody battle also laughed one after another, laughing that they were still alive, and suddenly a strange laugh sounded in the dark forest, which made people feel like the howl of a lonely ghost, and it was terrifying to hear.

Yang Ling ran all the way, his tattered clothes were already soaked, the military uniform on his body had been worn for a long time, and he had rolled in the blood puddle of corpses countless times, and he had long been unable to see the original color when he was dirty, but now it was mixed with wet sweat, emitting a sour smell.

The soldiers are similar to Yang Ling, their clothes are ragged and look sloppy, but until the battle has been fought so far, they can still take care of cleanliness there, and it is good to be alive.

The thirty-odd soldiers who escaped death first congratulated themselves on being alive and grinned, and soon some of them turned to low convulsions.

Although they escaped death and picked up a life from the battlefield, the brothers who fought side by side for many times lay on the battlefield forever, and not even a single corpse was left behind.

"Cry what cry! It's all big guys! Don't be like a crying! Like what words! Yang Ling looked at the soldier who was crying in a low voice and opened his mouth to scold.

Although they have temporarily escaped the pursuit of the devil soldiers, the situation is still dangerous, crying at this time will greatly affect the morale of the people around them, Yang Ling will definitely not allow such a thing to happen.

Because morale is like the air in a balloon, as long as it is discharged, it is difficult to regather in a short time, and they now need to fight in order to survive, and the combat effectiveness of a group of people who have no morale and fighting spirit will be greatly reduced.

Company Commander Qin Shou thought differently from Yang Ling, he felt that Yang Ling was a little cold-blooded and unkind to scolding these grieving soldiers like this, after all, it was wrong to be sad and sad to see his brothers who were fighting side by side die?

"Battalion commander, they are venting their discomfort in their hearts, it's no big deal, just cry and cry......" Qin Shou saw Yang Ling open his mouth to scold, but he said something hurtful and hurriedly stood up to play a round.

But Yang Ling did not accept Qin Shou's affection, but continued to speak: "I know that many brothers died at the hands of devils, you are uncomfortable, and Lao Tzu is also uncomfortable!" But will crying solve the problem?! ”

Yang Ling roared hoarsely: "Crying can't solve the problem!" It will only appear that you are incompetent! Cowardly! ”

Hearing Yang Ling's words, the soldiers who originally felt that Yang Ling was a little unkind stopped crying and convulsed, and listened to Yang Ling quietly.

"The devil killed our brothers, this is a blood feud! Crying doesn't work, the devil will only laugh at us, and then continue to kill our people, kill our brothers! ”

Yang Ling's words were like needles, piercing the hearts of the defeated soldiers, but they couldn't find a reason to refute them, because they suddenly felt that crying really didn't have any effect.

Yang Ling paused and raised his clenched fists: "Blood feuds need blood to pay back!" The devil killed our brothers, and what we have to do is not cry impotently! It's about gathering strength and mustering up the courage to take revenge! ”

"That's right! Avenge! Yang Ling's words resonated with a rout, he stretched out his sleeve and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, looked at Yang Ling and said, "Battalion commander, you take us for revenge!"

A rout clenched his fists and echoed: "Battalion commander, how do you say to fight!" As long as you kill the devil to take revenge, we will all listen to you, if I frown, I won't be raised by my mother! ”

Yang Ling looked at the surging defeated soldiers, nodded with satisfaction, their morale was finally not discharged, as long as they still had fighting spirit and blood, then their combat effectiveness would be extraordinary.

He stretched out his hand and pressed down, stopping the rout's gossip to ask for battle: "Devil equipment, there are many people, you see that you are tired one by one now, now go to the devil is not revenge, that is death!"

"We are not afraid of death!"

"Lao Tzu knows that you are not afraid of death, but I am afraid that your death is not worth it! If you die in vain, who will avenge the dead brothers? ”

Yang Ling's words made these defeated soldiers speechless, Qin Shou raised his head and asked, "What should I do then?"

Seeing that he had achieved his goal, Yang Ling waved his hand: "Now your task is resting, eat to replenish your strength!" Only when you have enough food and drink and enough strength can you fight devils! ”

"Listen to the battalion commander, eat and drink enough to fight devils!" The soldiers chewed Yang Ling's words in their mouths, and immediately felt that it made sense.

The emotions of the defeated soldiers were mobilized by Yang Ling, they were no longer depressed and decadent at the moment, but breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, Yang Ling believed that I am afraid that now that he ordered them to charge towards the devil's bunker, they would not frown.

Yang Ling and they killed a lot of devils along the way, these are not soldiers who have fought in battle, and they don't need Yang Ling's orders to know how to put ammunition and food in their pockets.

When Yang Ling ordered to rest and eat to replenish his strength, he took out the seized biscuits and other things from his pockets one by one and stuffed them in his mouth.

Looking at their vicious appearance of biting things, I am afraid that these foods are also regarded as devils, and they can't wait to eat the devils alive.

Seeing the defeated soldiers like this, Yang Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief, it is not easy to lead the troops, and it is even more difficult to bring a defeated army, only by keeping them strong in fighting spirit will they not collapse at the touch of a button, and once again become a defeated soldier who only knows how to escape.

"Battalion commander, we still have thirty-two heads, all of them are slightly wounded, which does not affect the battle, but there is not much ammunition left."

Qin Shou is much more respectful to Yang Ling now, after all, he owes Yang Ling a life, and while eating, he reports the current situation to Yang Ling.

Yang Ling chewed the biscuit while pouring water into his throat, but just nodded, indicating that he understood.

Seeing that Yang Ling didn't speak, Qin Shou couldn't help but ask, "Battalion commander, what should we do next?" Do you really want to go to the devil for revenge? ”

Qin Shou was really afraid that Yang Ling's head would be tropical and rush back to find the devil to take revenge, after all, they had just escaped from the devil's hands, so he felt the need to remind Yang Ling, after all, the difference in strength between the two sides was too great, and he didn't want to go back and die.

"Why not?" Yang Ling put down the kettle and asked Qin Shou rhetorically.

"I said battalion commander, let's only have these thirty or so people left, and it's not enough to stuff the devil's teeth." Qin Shou is bitter in his heart now, he is really afraid of something.

Seeing Qin Shou's anxious and sweaty appearance, Yang Ling smiled: "What are you afraid of, I'm not a reckless person, have you ever seen me fight a battle that I'm not sure of?"

Yang Ling really wanted to go back to the little devil now, not because of a whim, but because he thought it out when he ran for his life.

When they had nearly a thousand people before, they had a big target, and although it was easy to fight devils, it was also difficult to get out, so they were on the run most of the time.

But now it's different, there are only more than 30 people left, the target is small and flexible, if you want to fight, you can withdraw if you want to, and drill any pimple, unless the devil sends heavy troops to search in a carpet way, he will definitely not be able to catch them, and he feels that it should be the devil who should have a headache now.