The plank road in the distance is faintly visible, and when it returns to the edge of the mountaintop, the strange atmosphere is gradually gradual, and the invisible sense of oppression in my heart is also subsiding. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Down the mountain?" The scrivener asked Polgar. Now he is very confused, has lost his purpose, like a rootless duckweed drifting in the sea.

Polgar nodded helplessly, she didn't know where to go except to go down the mountain. Ardis and Jiang Hu have both gone down, and they have a reason to go for reinforcements.

Bang, a line of fire flashed through the darkness below the mountain. Gunshots meant fighting, and sure enough, as Garson said, there was a situation there!

Before approaching the plank road, the scrivener suddenly found something strange under his feet, a large black thing coiled on the ground, like a boulder. When I passed by, I realized that it was a clump of vines. These plants are common on cliffs, hanging down from a great height and growing wildly, reaching hundreds of meters in length. The green waterfall next to the boardwalk is formed by them.

What surprised the scrivener was that the vines and plants under his feet had been artificially processed, braided one by one to form a thick rope.

The scrivener looked at this "rope" and said in his heart whose masterpiece this is, which can be described as ingenious. Countless vines are braided together to form a long, long rope tied to the trunk at one end and hanging down the cliff at the other, with no end in sight. There are also "ropes" coiled around the ground, which look like a black rock from a distance.

"Shall we go down from here?" The scrivener asked Polgar.

Polgar also looked at the rope in a daze. There is no doubt that the purpose of this "rope" is to lead to the valley, and people can climb it to descend the mountain as fast as possible. She shook her head, she didn't know who left this rope, and it might be dangerous to use it rashly. Or take the plank road insurance.

The scrivener box was not reluctant, and the two of them walked back on the plank road one after the other. The mountain breeze was very cool in the second half of the night, and it was a little cold when walking on the plank road. With the experience of the last time, I walked a lot faster on the plank road. There were still three or four hours before dawn, and they had to finish the plank road during this time, otherwise they would become a live target for the enemy.

On the mountainside, the scrivener saw a familiar place, it was here that he separated from Li Keji, Lao Li went to the bottom of the mountain first, I don't know how he is now. The scrivener and Polgar rested for a moment, and further down they would enter completely unfamiliar territory, and no one knew what would happen.

The further down the plank road, the more broken it becomes, and the logs in some places are rotten, forming a broken strip one by one. The two had to use their physical dexterity to jump over. It's a dangerous process, with cliffs under your feet, and if you can't jump over it, you'll be crushed.

I stopped and stopped along the way, and I didn't reach the end of the plank road until dawn. In front of it, there was another section of damage, and even the supporting wood inserted into the rock mass had rotted several times, forming a fracture belt seven or eight meters long.

The scrivener looked dizzy, and even a dog couldn't jump over such a long distance. What's more, Polgar still has injuries on her body, and the muscles in her body tense with every jump, which has caused the wounds on her body to burst open, and the blood stains her chest red.

"I think we're deadlocked." The scrivener said to Polgar.

The two of them sat on the edge of the broken belt of the plank road, and there was a sense of looking forward to sighing, at a distance of seven or eight meters, it was really difficult for human power to jump.

Polgar took out the last remaining food and divided it into two portions, and ate it slowly with the scrivener. Obviously, I could eat it in a few bites, but I ate it for more than ten minutes.

The scrivener has been thinking about a question, how did Li Keji pass...... With Lao Li's character, it is impossible to retreat when he sees difficulties, he must have passed.

Bang, beep, bang, bang...... There were continuous flashes of fire under his feet, and there were people facing each other in the dense forests of the valley. The scrivener squinted and looked down, judging from the sound of gunfire, it was not far from the bottom of the valley, only twenty or thirty meters high. The gunfire was right below, and I don't know if it was friend or foe. If it was an enemy, if they knew that there was someone above them watching them, they would not know how they would feel, and a shuttle of bullets would inevitably hit.

The scrivener suddenly had a plan, and he took out a ball of rope from Polgar's backpack. The rope is thinner than the little finger, but it is very strong, and it is no problem to lift ten people at a time, and the quality of American military supplies is really good.

The scrivener made a few gestures at Polgar. The latter immediately realized that the old generation was going to hang on the rope and go down, falling from the sky and dealing a fatal blow to the Japanese devils. This trick is very stunning, it can be said that it is unexpected, and it will definitely have an immediate effect. However, there is also great danger, after all, it is hanging in mid-air, without any cover, and if the enemy counterattacks with a single bullet, it can kill him. The American paratroopers suffered similar losses when they were in the sinkhole, and the airborne team of several dozen people was disabled before they landed, and less than seven or eight people survived.

Nowadays, the scrivener has to take the same risk, danger and opportunity coexist, if used well, it will give a fatal blow to the enemy under your feet. He wrapped the rope around his waist and prepared to go down. At this time, Polgar stopped him and motioned for her to go down.

The scrivener shook his head, going down was tantamount to handing over half his life to the enemy, and he would not let a woman take the risk.

Polgar had her own reasons, first of all, she was lightweight, which made it easier to sink; secondly, her marksmanship is not under the scrivener, and has the same lethality; Third, she is the team leader and has the right to assign tasks; Fourth, she is seriously injured, and she wants to give full play to her residual heat at the end, and it is not a pity to die, but the scrivener box is different, he is not injured, he can do a lot of big things, and he is the vice captain, and the surviving team members still need him to command and drive.

The scrivener still disagrees, no matter what, letting a woman take risks before himself is unacceptable in his heart.

The gunfire continued at his feet, and the battle between the two sides entered a fever pitch, with lines of fire shuttling back and forth in the darkness. It can be clearly seen that the battle situation is gradually one-sided, with one side suppressing the other side and frequently launching offensives.

This is a very bad signal, the scrivener does not believe that his own people can suppress the Japanese killers, after all, the Japanese have been operating here for many days, and the Allied detachment has only been here for two days, and has been fighting passively, it is impossible to have too much firepower.

"Dai, don't fight with me." Polgar's words are brief, but they cannot be refuted. There was a sense of determination and stubbornness in his eyes.

The scrivener is not good to fight again. Untie the rope around your waist and hand it to Polgar. Give her both Colt pistols at the same time. Polgar took it and reloaded it with bullets, secured his body with rope, and prepared himself to go down. The whole process is completed in less than a minute.

The scrivener grabbed the rope with both hands and sent it down little by little. He had already thought that if the situation was unfavorable, he would do his best to bring Polgar up.

What is needed is the spirit of the women's volleyball team, and the same is true for typing. is brewing a book that shocks the world and cries ghosts and gods, and it is estimated that it will be uploaded in November, whether in terms of plot description or word processing, it is definitely much more exciting than this one. I can guarantee that the new theme is currently not available on major websites, and it is absolutely novel. Learn from the spirit of the women's volleyball team, come on, comrades