The air instantly tensed, overwhelming people. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The little monkey next to the info scrivener quickly stood up and stood between the two, and gave Lu Shuting a smile: "Platoon Commander Lu, you extinguish the fire, the company commander didn't mean it." The Japanese devils are still out there, so we can't do it ourselves. If you die, you have to catch a devil on your back."

Lu Shuting did not say anything with a gloomy face, he would not stop if he didn't put down the gun first. The little monkey turned his head again and persuaded the bookbox: "Company commander, don't be impulsive, it's hard to say anything to your own people, you put down the gun first." This kid squeezed his eyebrows at the bookbox while persuading, which means that you should stop it first, anyway, with me in the way, Lu Shuting's gun can't hit you.

The scrivener had a good relationship with the little monkey, and immediately understood the little monkey's intentions, and he didn't want to make things bigger, so he took the initiative to throw the gun down.

The little monkey smiled at Lu Shuting again: "Hehe, the acting company commander put it down first, and Lu Platoon Commander, you can also put it down." ”

Lu Shuting slowly put away the gun with a gloomy face, but he didn't throw the gun down, and he would shoot at any time if he couldn't talk.

The little monkey took the initiative to show weakness and defuse a crisis. This kid is very clever, he knows in his heart that if he really does it, the acting company commander will definitely suffer. Because in terms of establishment, only the little monkey and the scrivener belong to the 3rd company, and Lu Shuting, Gong Daniu, and Kong Zhaoqiang all belong to the 1st company and 1st platoon, which means that the company commander of the scrivener box has only one soldier, and the platoon commander of Lu Shuting has two soldiers. This is also the reason why Lu Shuting dares to argue with the scrivener.

When Lu Shuting raised his gun just now, Gong Daniu and Kong Zhaoqiang both saw it, and if the situation continued to deteriorate, they would probably say something, which would be very unfavorable to the scrivener. The clever little monkey did not choose confrontation, but resolved the contradiction by showing weakness. There are two other people who stay out of the way, that is, Zhao Yunlai and the Englishman Reina. Zhao Yunlai did not belong to the 288th Regiment in terms of establishment, he was a signal soldier of the communication company directly under the 96th Division, and was responsible for the liaison task of the 288th Regiment when the troops retreated to Savage Mountain. During the retreat, the radio station was damaged, and Zhao Yunlai threw away the radio station and picked up the steel gun to fight with the surviving comrades.

Outside, the rain had subsided a bit, but it was still pouring down. The little monkey stood at the entrance of the cave and looked out, there was water everywhere, and it seemed that the world was full of water except for this cave. Time waits for no one, and the outcome must be negotiated before the rain stops, after which the enemy will soon launch a final onslaught, and then you can only wait for death.

"Company commander, platoon commander...... The rain is almost stopping, so we have to hurry. The little monkey reminded the two in a whisper.

The scrivener box is also anxious, but there is no way to take Lu Shuting, it seems that even if he says it, the other party will not agree. No matter how I think about it, I can't figure it out, I know that going to the depths of Savage Mountain is a dead end, why do I have to go? Who is not raised by a father, who wants to watch their children go to the point of no return!

Lu Shuting lowered his head and fiddled with the pistol again, he wanted to consume the scrivener to the end.

The heavy rain beat the leaves and the ground, making a crisp rattling sound, much weaker than before. The rains in the rainforests of northern Myanmar come and go as fast as they come and go, and they don't last long. The climate in the rainforest is strange, it was unbearably hot and humid at first, and it becomes cold immediately after the rain. Everyone began to get dressed silently, and all six of them were naked except for Rena.

"Company commander, platoon commander...... Why don't we decide together? The little monkey whispered, his suggestion was the most feasible way at the moment. The military uniform was a little large on him, and it was obviously not tailor-made.

The scrivener first agreed: "Everyone decides, their lives are their own, and others have no right to decide." ”

Lu Shuting didn't say anything right away, still fiddling with the gun in his hand. The little monkey looked at him with a blank eye, waiting for a final reply. It took a while for Lu Shuting to nod his head, which was considered to be in agreement. When he nodded, he looked at Gong Daniu and Kong Zhaoqiang, intentionally or unintentionally, and looked very confident.

The little monkey fastened a steel helmet to the ground, and everyone took turns to put their hands into the steel helmet, and those who were in favor of the scrivener box put a pebble; In favor of Lu Shuting's release of a bullet. The one with the most wins.

After the little monkey announced the rules, he first put his hand into the steel helmet and cast the first vote. Immediately afterwards, Gong Daniu, Kong Zhaoqiang, Ruina, and the scrivener voted one after another. The penultimate voter was Lu Shuting, who seemed confident, took a bullet from the magazine and put it into the steel helmet. In the end, only one Zhao Yunlai remained.

The scrivener has been calculating his chances of winning, the little monkey and Rena will definitely support him, Gong Daniu and Kong Zhaoqiang will definitely support Lu Shuting, it is three to three, and the most important thing depends on Zhao Yunlai's attitude. Zhao Yunlai is independent in terms of the military structure, and his attitude has been relatively vague these days, and he has no intention of choosing a side. Coupled with the fact that the war has been tight, no one cares about this. Now Zhao Yunlai has suddenly become the focus, and his attitude is directly related to the overall situation.

Not only the bookbox and Lu Shuting, all eyes were focused on Zhao Yunlai. The guy clenched his fists, unable to tell whether it was a bullet or a stone in his hand, and put his fist into the steel helmet in full view of everyone, and slowly took it out.

At the end of the vote, all eyes were on the small steel helmet, which held a suspense and the fate of everyone.

"I'll come." The little monkey walked up to the helmet, took it away in public, and began to count the votes. At a glance, there are 4 stones and 3 bullets. The scrivener let out a long breath and cast an approving glance at Zhao Yunlai. Zhao Yunlai was staring away, not going to make eye contact with the scrivener.

"Platoon Commander Lu, look at this ......" The little monkey pretended to be very embarrassed and looked at Lu Shuting, but his heart was extremely comfortable.

Lu Shuting snorted coldly and twisted his head to the side.

Without further ado, just go, and it's too late to go after the rain stops. The scrivener ordered everyone to hurry up and pack up their things and set off immediately. No one bothered about the vote just now, and they all silently packed their bags. Lu Shuting is no exception, showing the qualities that a soldier should have. Both the Thomson machine gun and the Browning submachine gun were thrown away, and without bullets, they were a burden on the march. Each person carries only one rifle with a lower weight. Gong Da Niu doesn't live or die, the machine gun is his life, and throwing away the gun is equivalent to his life.

The sky was a little brighter, and the rain was still there, but visibility had increased. The seven people in the scrivener walked out of the cave in the rain, and threw it down as much as they could, the heavy rain would increase the swamp on the ground, and it was best to move forward lightly. The plan for the scrivener box was to go west, detour past the enemy's position and then south, to a small town called Modi, where there was a road. Then follow the highway to the west and go to India to find Sun Liren.

The rain poured on the face was very cold and painful, there was rain everywhere, and I could barely open my eyes, and I would find a big tree in front of me when I was close to it, and I walked half by my eyes and half by groping. The worst thing is still under the feet, the rain-soaked ground is soft and slippery, and the scrivener is a downhill road, so they can only fall and get up again, get up and fall again. The rain slapped on the face like a knife, everyone lowered their heads, and the rain immediately burrowed into the neck, flowing down the back, and the whole body was quickly soaked with water. The wet clothes brought great resistance to the march, the skin and the military uniform rubbed back and forth, the scabbed parts of the body were more uncomfortable, and the wounds that had just healed were removed by continuous friction, and the pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

Seven people lined up in a column and took turns leading the way. Fortunately, their military uniforms are all American, which are not only sturdy, but also waterproof, which is very suitable for jungle warfare. The number of such uniforms is extremely small, and the entire expeditionary force is only equipped with a few hundred sets, which can only be possessed by commanders above the company commander. The reason why each person has one set now is that they took it from the dead chief. Only the scrivener and Rena are original.

In order not to make the team go in the wrong direction, the scrivener has to be the leader of the team for a while every once in a while, and the compass in his hand is the only thing to guide the way. The team tries to choose a densely wooded place to walk, so the probability of encountering a swamp is relatively low, and the open area is very likely to be a swamp, and once trapped, it will engulf people within a few minutes.

The group shuttled through the dense jungle, and from time to time someone fell or tripped over a branch, and the people behind rushed to help. In times of crisis, everyone showed solidarity and put aside their differences for the time being. The people who can persist until now are still alive, everyone is not simple.

The head of the scrivener suddenly hurt, and when I looked up, I saw that it had hit a big tree. The pain in his heart forced him to crouch down and rest for a while, and then he ordered the little monkey to lead the way, and the troops must not stop, they were now very close to the Japanese position, and it was easy to find it after rain and clear weather. Staggering steps passed him one by one, and a man crouched beside him at the end, reaching out to wipe the rain from his face and head. The scrivener can be felt without looking up, it is Rena, only her hands are so soft.

Rena muttered a lot of words in her mouth, and she didn't understand a word of the scrivener, but she could guess that Rena cared about him. The scrivener waved his hand to signal that he was okay, and stood up with his hands on his knees, and for a moment he was completely sunk into the mud with his bare feet. My head still hurts, so I can only endure it, and I can't stop for a moment.

Rena was about to hurry away with the scrivener, but the latter refused, he was not yet to die. The two walked forward in the footsteps left by their comrades. The ground is soft under heavy rain, and when you step on it, you will quickly trap, leaving a series of deep footprints.

The rain will decrease and stop at any time. I don't know how far I went out, and whether I could avoid the sight of the Japanese army. Rena, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped, turned her head and said something to the scrivener. The scrivener didn't understand, but it was definitely not a good thing to see from her expression. The scrivener looked ahead and understood what Rena meant.