Lonely mountains, desolate loess "The grass swayed gently in the spring wind, the rocks after thousands of years of wind and rain, the general crack of the road cracks, the Great Wall on the edge of the mountains in the distance stands lonely in the mountains, winding and tenacious stretching into the distance, in the lonely mountains, occasionally there is a long howl of wild wolves, telling pedestrians in the mountains that this place is actually not so quiet and peaceful

Morishita was walking in the grass with his heart, stopping from time to time to listen to the news around him, and then he continued to move forward, twenty or thirty meters behind him, Teramoto Shaosa and they followed him.

Herbato looked at Teramoto, they had been walking for three days, and in three days, they had met two stragglers, there were no officers among the two stragglers, Teramoto was the only officer among them, and the addition of these two stragglers expanded their military strength to fourteen people on Chinese New Year's Eve. The stragglers insisted on going north, otherwise they would rather part ways, even if Teramoto showed his identity as an officer, he could not change their decision, and in the end Teramoto could not accept their opinion, and the army was rerouted to the north, crossed the Great Wall, crossed the southern foot of the Yunwu Mountain, and entered Manchuria.

There were no machine guns, eight rifles, one pistol, one grenade, two bayonets, two bullets from two to six, and two people, who turned out to be artillerymen, and had nothing on their hands, and three of the fourteen people were slightly wounded, in fact, each of them was more or less wounded, but the injuries of these three people were slightly focused, and the dressing had to be changed every day.

Morishita suddenly stopped, lay on the ground and listened for a while, without waiting for him to stand up" Morishita immediately lay down, and after a while a few more gunshots rang out, Morishita looked up and looked around, but did not see the bullets fired, and the herbaceous cat waist ran up from behind.

The two exchanged glances, and both judged that the gunshots were coming from the side of the mountain next to them, and Kumoto waved his hand to Teramoto behind him, and then quietly climbed up the mountain with Morisha.

The mountain outside the plug is desolate but not rugged and difficult to walk, and the herb and the forest quickly climb up the ridge of the mountain, hiding behind a rock "stretching out their heads to look down the mountain, below is a valley road, a dozen horses trample the dust of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the knight on the horse is excited and arrogant, and he can't stop firing into the sky, the saber is shining, and from time to time he slashes down."

From the mouth of the valley there was a thunderous explosion, "More than twenty horses galloped in, and the knights who arrived first, who were excitedly making dust, were quiet, and they immediately scattered in all directions.

Herboto heard news behind him, he looked back and saw that it was Teramoto who had come up and lay beside him silently, the smoke gradually dispersed, and Herbamoto heard Teramoto scold in a low voice: "Bastard! Eight squares! ”

By this time, both Herboto and Morishita had seen clearly, and in the middle were three Japanese soldiers supporting each other, one of whom was obviously wounded, and his rifle was scanned in fear at the cavalrymen around them. (Starter)

The three of them stood back to back, led by one of them, who shouted to the cavalry, "Herb couldn't hear what he was shouting, but the implication was clearly heard in his panicked tone."

"Yo he!" Someone in the group of knights who came behind suddenly shouted Chinese New Year's Eve: "The cavalry also echoed, and a horse galloped out of the group of knights, and immediately the knight danced the lasso, and when there were still two battles from the three days that were surrounded in the middle, he threw out the lasso, and the lasso was accurately put on the body of the former soldier, and the horse's hooves sounded, so today the soldier was caught off guard and dragged to the ground."

The knight stood on his horse, and the herb clearly recognized that it was the face of an ancient man, and he knew what was going to happen next, and he raised his gun with emotion, aiming at the knight who was cheering loudly on the horse. Teramoto heard the sound of the bolt pulling next to him, and reached out to press the gun, "Crazy!" We only have six bullets! Teramoto worked his hands, lying on the grass himself, and his tone was quick and stern.

Herb muttered and cursed, tears flowed down his cheeks to the filthy uniform, the horse galloped along the mountain road, the dragged soldiers began to curse, as time passed, the sound gradually faded, until there was no silence at all, the horse stopped, the remaining two soldiers hurriedly ran over, the knights did not stop, they stared at them with cat and mouse eyes.

Two soldiers ran to the soldier and squatted down, the soldier had blood bubbles in his mouth, his back was grinding on the hard mountain stone, and the last few tens of meters of flesh and blood were blurred, and there was minced flesh hanging on the stone.

"Bastard! Bastard! A soldier rushed madly at the knight and swung off his bayonet, but the knight was unmoved, but gently pulled his horse back, and dodged the bayonet. A horse galloped from the side, and immediately the knight said a sigh of yoh, and waved the whip in his hand, and the whip left a whip mark on the soldier's face, and the soldier was carried around the ground a few times by the whip.

As soon as the soldier stood firm, another horse rushed over, and the soldier turned around the ground twice, and then, the knights were like children on the streets of Beiping who were fighting, and as soon as the soldier was about to stand firm, someone came to whip it, and just about to stop, and someone came to whip it, and after a dozen people passed, the soldier collapsed to the ground, and the bayonet did not know where to throw it.

A knight in a black coat urged the horse to come slowly, and the horse's hooves walked in front of the soldier step by step. Then he stepped on it, and the soldier let out a shrill scream, and the knight walked over without the slightest emotion, and when he had passed, the knight turned his horse's head and walked over the soldier again, and the soldier let out a miserable cry again.

"Bastard! Eight Geyaru! The only remaining wounded soldier stumbled over with his gun in hand, and before he could take a few steps, the sword flashed, and the soldier fell screaming, and Kumoto and Teramoto clearly saw that one arm flew into the air, and the soldier rolled on the ground with a scream.

Herbamoto didn't dare to look at it anymore, he retracted his head and lay down under the rock, he was no longer able to curse, Morishita had long since stopped looking, sitting in the hollow of the mountain, his head buried between his arms, his shoulders trembling in fear.

"Brutal, isn't it?" Herb looked up but was a bearded veteran, this veteran was a military Cao, named Kondo, according to him, he had been in the army for seven years, was wounded three times, and had participated in many battles, including the earliest Battle of Songhu.

Kondo didn't look up but kept wiping the bayonet in his hand, he had the most ammunition among them, with two bullets and a grenade, Teramoto had tried to take his grenade, but he firmly refused.

"We are more brutal than them" Kondo seems to be enlightening Herb Morishita, and seems to be talking to himself: "Remember, don't fall into the hands of the people of Toyokuni, if you really can't escape, you can stab yourself, or pull the last grenade." ”

"What nonsense!" Teramoto took out the officer's style and reprimanded.

"Am I Hu?" Kondo looked up at Teramoto, and when Herboto saw his gaze, he couldn't help but shiver in his heart, it was a gaze full of despair, a fierce gaze, like a desperate beast.

Teramoto actually didn't argue anymore, but sat silently on the side, he had also joined many battles and swept the anti-Japanese base areas behind enemy lines, and he had seen many things that were more brutal than the other side of the mountain. He now understood why Kondo resolutely refused to hand over the grenade to him, which he had left for himself, to escape the revenge of the Chinese.

"We won't be able to return to Japan alive, I've fought for seven years and killed countless Shinamen" Kondo's voice was hollow, like this mountain, bare: "There are countless comrades around me who have fallen, so I never thought that I would return to Japan alive." ”

Herb was stunned for a moment, but after a while he realized that whether they walked back to Manchukuo or not, they could not go back, they could only be killed by people, thrown on the mountain road, and become food for wild dogs; If they returned to Manchuria, they would also be incorporated into new divisions and would be put into battle again.

"Why are we fighting this war?" He looked helplessly at the white clouds floating in the sky, the white clouds hung on the blue sky, one by one, some like galloping horses, some like high-flying eagles, some like quiet sheep, and a flock of lambs around him, he seemed to have returned to his hometown, chopping wood in the forested mountains, fishing in the stream, and his life was so quiet and peaceful.

No one answered the herb's question, and Teramoto was silent, and the Chinese New Year's Eve family sat there in a daze, silently thinking about their own thoughts, letting time pass quietly, and two gunshots woke them up. Teramoto climbed up again, and after a while slipped down.

"They go their own way"

But no one moved, and no one asked about the situation of the three soldiers, and as the sky gradually darkened, Kondo suddenly said: "I'm in my thirties, and I'm still young, if, if, I meet the GC army, let's surrender, don't care about the empire, it's just a lie to deceive ghosts." ”

If it had been a month ago, or ten days ago, Teramoto would have given him dozens of slaps and then sent him to a military court; Herb Morishita will also severely reprimand Kondo's remarks. But now, no one spoke, not even a word of rebuttal.

After a long time, Kondo stood up with his gun, climbed up the ridge of the mountain and looked twice, then turned back: "They're gone, let's go down and have a look." ”

The three soldiers were undoubtedly dead, Teramoto they stood in front of the three corpses, the three corpses were bloody and fleshy, no longer human, Morishita suddenly felt a convulsion in his stomach, ran to the side is a burst of retching, Teramoto looked at him, his heart was full of Chinese New Year's Eve, but just wanted to speak, but heard Kondo sigh heavily.

"A soldier who has been on the battlefield and sees the corpse actually vomit back, this is a child at all." Kondo's tone was full of regret.

Teramoto could only shake his head helplessly, the people present did not move the three corpses, on the one hand, they didn't know if the group of bandits would come back, if they came back and saw that the three corpses were gone, they might be traced, then they would be in danger; Secondly, they did not have the strength to dig the hard frozen soil, and for several days, they had to walk dozens of miles of mountain roads every day, and as for food, they had to find it, and if they didn't find it, they had nothing to eat.

After watching for a while, Teramoto returned to the road with the soldiers, who did not dare to advance along the mountain road, but climbed over the mountain and continued to advance towards the unknown ahead on the road without a road

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