The old people of the bookbox, 6 Shuting, and Gong Daniu all felt nothing, after all, they had experienced it before, and now they are just doing it all over again. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info but others can't, who has ever seen such a bad environment, some recruits are so frightened that they cry. However, the military order is like a mountain, there is a task in the body, and it is impossible not to go, so you can only grit your teeth and insist on hurrying. The faces of the American soldiers are even more ugly, this suffering is something they can't imagine no matter what, a war is a war, and they have to suffer this suffering? Some of the soldiers began to curse, but it was all in English, which outsiders could not understand.

At noon on the third day, the rain came again. This time it was even heavier than the first, and the rain covered the entire Kumang Mountain and the entire Hukang River Valley.

The scrivener secretly frowned, if it rained for two more days in a row, the entire Savage Mountain would become extremely hideous, the marching degree would be greatly reduced, and it would be difficult to complete the combat mission as originally planned. He had been to Savage Mountain more than once and knew how difficult it was to march in the rainy season.

Haisen and Deputy Head Ma also frowned, although they were not far from admitting, but they couldn't deny one thing: the rainy season in Savage Mountain had come early!

There is nothing worse than this, the early onset of the rainy season means that the difficulty of the march is greatly increased, and they will experience an unimaginable difficulty......

The heavy rain stopped after two hours, and the whole Savage Mountain was in a sea of water. Walk? There are no roads at all, only trees and water, and there is no edge as far as the eye can see. A foot in the water can be up to your knees, and in some places even over your shoulders. The march became unusually slow.

The already soaked clothes could not protect the human body under the ravages of leeches, ants and viruses, and many soldiers were "stained" with leeches, which not only sucked blood, but also ragingly spread bacteria and viruses. At night, a rampant wave of mosquitoes buzzed around each soldier. They don't care about Chinese or Americans, they find opportunities to speak frequently. Even though the clothes were soaked, no one dared to take them off, as they would be eaten by mosquitoes.

On the fourth day, some of the soldiers began to have a high fever and were extremely slow to move. The power of the virus is beginning to be felt. The scrivener frowned, he knew the cruelty of Savage Mountain best, compared to leeches, mosquitoes and swamps, the lethality of the virus was the greatest. Malaria, dengue, typhoid...... Each is lethal enough. What's even more terrifying is that these diseases are contagious, and a fever in one person causes a lot of people to burn.

The scrivener ordered the platoon commanders of the three platoons to count their own counts, but fortunately, there was no one in the sharp knife company. This is directly related to the rigorous training of the scrivener. Soldiers had to check each other's bodies every distance they had traveled, knock out the leeches, and do this task first, even if they were tired. Each soldier wiped his body with the juice of a special plant, especially the exposed parts. This plant is somewhat similar to domestic garlic, which will emit an unpleasant spicy taste, and has a special effect on repelling mosquitoes. It is a method learned from an indigenous tribe. This plant is only found in Savage Mountain, and the scrivener box is very useful when he orders the soldiers to collect it while hurrying on the road.

Of course, the old generation was not selfish enough to keep the secret recipe secret, and told other Chinese soldiers and American soldiers as soon as possible. Some U.S. soldiers refused to use Burmese garlic because it smelled too bad. Naturally, the old generation was not reluctant, but he strictly ordered his troops to complete it as a military mission, and they had to apply Burmese garlic every evening. Because the smell was so strong, the American soldiers camped at night, and they left the scrivener line.

At noon, there was another heavy rain, and the water that had just receded covered Savage Mountain again. The American soldiers were a little desperate, this was a hell, and walking in hell would make it to Myitkyina alive. Some people's confidence began to waver. The number of people burning continues to increase, and several Americans are very serious and are already in a mild coma. Negativity permeated the ranks.

Half of the unit that had been following stopped advancing and made the way back, taking all the wounded with them. In the name of it, bring the wounded back for treatment. However, in Gong Daniu's view, it was more like retreating. As for whether the extremely high-status figure also retreated, the scrivener doesn't know. However, a few days later, the troops in the back were completely integrated with the troops in front, and the commander-in-chief was still Senior Colonel Haysen, and the legendary mysterious man did not appear.

In the past five days, the troops have completely entered the belly of Savage Mountain. It can be said that there is no way back, only to move forward. The number of burners is increasing every day, and it is impossible for them to return to the base, so they can only grit their teeth and continue to move forward.

Morning became the saddest time, and when I woke up, there would always be one or two soldiers who could no longer open their eyes, and remained forever in the depths of the Savage Mountain. Fortunately, there was enough medicine for this operation, otherwise the death toll would have been much higher. Some American soldiers were overwhelmed, and in just a few days they seemed to have shed a layer of skin, and their faces were yellow and thin, much like refugees on the run. In order to lighten the load, they began to recklessly throw away weapons and equipment, even medicine boxes, and no longer carry anything on them.

The Chinese soldiers are angry, the Americans have thrown away their weapons, should we also throw them away? Who wouldn't want to travel light? This thought was strictly stopped by Deputy Regiment Commander Ma and the **** officials at all levels, we are Chinese, and Chinese must have the backbone of Chinese!

Food began to run out and I had to go hungry. Kong Zhaoqiang muttered directly, where did Lao Mei's plane go, and it was not a piece of cake to drop a few boxes of canned beef.

The scrivener shook his head and smiled bitterly: Hehe, how can a smart person like you, Lao Kong, also make stupid mistakes, this time it is a secret operation, and the plane is flying around in the sky, and the devil doesn't know it?

Kong Zhaoqiang was right to think about it, and suggested that the sharp knife company strictly keep the remaining food, divide it into several portions, and supply it in rations every day, and strive to stick to the destination. This is the plan of the Sharp Knife Company, as for the other troops, each has its own commander, and everyone will have their own plan.

Mushrooms became the best addition to the small amount of food rationed, and the first thing soldiers did was to gather mushrooms everywhere they went. For this reason, there has been friction between Chinese and US forces. However, it was quickly resolved by Haisen and Deputy Head Ma.

Along the way, Soreth, James and others did not bother with the scrivener. The scrivener has made a name for itself in several battles, and they may be afraid of it. This is a deep mountain and old forest, completely out of contact with the outside world, the headquarters has an order, unless you arrive in Myitkyina, you are not allowed to report to the headquarters, everything is for the sake of secrecy. In this environment, it is not wise to contradict the scrivener. Even Deputy Head Ma was unusual, and he didn't make any embarrassment on behalf of the bookbox.

Thank you for the reward from the two comrades of Daxia Teapot Chong and Doudou's father, your support is the driving force for the author's persistence. I continue to recommend my new book: that summer vacation