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In the Sun Groove, the bare-bottomed self, the favorite game is to play mud eggs.

Three or four children, sprinkling a soak of urine, living into mud, rubbing into balls, squatting on the ground and bouncing each other.

Other children like to rub big mud balls, but he likes to rub very small ones. The big ones are easy to loosen, and the targets are also large, so they are easy to be shot by others.

His favorite is the triple hit, where his small mud bomb hits a larger one, and the larger one rolls and hits the bigger one. He really misses the fun of childhood, because after the age of 6, his father didn't let him go out and play casually.

Thinking about it like this, he remembered the story that the blind uncle said about the story, Zhuge Liang killed Zhang He, the general of Wei, with rolling wood and rolling stones.

He looked at the rocks all over the mountain, and then at the hillside, and this downward slope was really a bit sloping.

He picked up a rock and threw it down the hill. I saw the stone gurgling down the mountain.

He was a little excited.

Zhuge Liang had 5,000 soldiers, but he didn't. But he had a bag of explosives and 12 grenades.

Zhuge Liang has rolling wood, he doesn't, but he has bamboo.

He touched the stones on the mountain, and the small stones lay on the hillside, and the big stones were buried deep in the earth. Large rocks block the way down the hill for small stones.

What he needs is the loosening of the land.

Yu Er carefully buried the grenade at the bottom of some large stones, loosened the soil around the stones, pulled out the lead of the grenade, carefully tied it to a small stick, and inserted the stick into the ground, so that the string was as tight as possible, so that the vibration of a stone could cause an explosion.

The explosive pack was buried under another boulder above the boulder, which he was sure would be able to create a combo.

As he began to dismantle the bamboo shed, he heard a noise behind the hillside. He bowed his head alertly.

The foolish eight and three brothers were panting and climbing up the mountain.

It was nearly dusk.

"Second brother, how long have you been here?"

"Why are you running so fast?"

"Running so fast at night, aren't you afraid of wrestling?"

The foolish eight brothers waved their hands and asked questions non-stop.

Yuji was overjoyed that he had three more helpers. There were more explosives and grenades.

They had to dismantle all the bamboo sheds before it got dark.

By the time the sun had completely set, they had more than twenty bamboo rafts. Each raft is placed on the top of the hill, with a cobblestone top in the middle of the raft. One end is next to the ground, which is full of stones, and the other end hangs in the air.

This is Yuer's self-made "bamboo cannon".

Yuji's idea is simple, the "bamboo cannon" is a seesaw, as soon as he jumps on it, the stone will pop out, roll down the mountain, hit the lead, and cause an explosion. He had falling rocks to strike the enemy.

They're finally done.

Yu Er breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally completed his preparations before the enemy arrived.

They finally had time, to lie down on the hillside, to blow the cool breeze, to look at the moonlight, to blow about the cowhides.

This night, Yuer had a rare good night's sleep. The foolish eight brothers took turns keeping vigil.

The day is already bright, and after waking up, the foolish two, who is full of energy, has a new confusion.

Before leaving, Murong Ge repeatedly instructed him: "If you can run within two days, you will carry out the task." If you can't run, you must turn around and run back. The enemy will arrive in three days at most, and the enemy's reinforcements may arrive sooner, and they will not be able to run away if they are surrounded. ”

It's the third day, so why is it so quiet?

Should I continue to wait? Or do you turn around and run?

If you turn around and run, isn't it a waste of work?

Yuji decided to stay on top.

Fortunately, they have enough dry food. Fortunately, there is a rare small stream on this stone mountain.

At noon, they finally heard the movement. But not at the bottom of the mountain, but behind the mountain.

The foolish eight brothers were elated, and the foolish eleven brothers ran too slowly, and they only ran now.

"It's too slow, it's too slow!"

"Slower than a turtle!"

"The boys have all slept."

As soon as the three brothers climbed uphill, they quickly fell to the ground.

A group of Dian troops, forty or fifty men, was staggering towards the mountain.

The Dian army also saw them, and they were also startled, and they lay down in a panic, and pulled the bolt of their guns in a panic.

This reinforced platoon of the 1st Battalion and 3rd Company of the 5th Regiment of the 7th Independent Brigade of the Dian Army was ordered to come and occupy this high ground. They did not expect that in their hinterland they would find enemy troops.

The Dian army did not know how many enemies there were on the top of the mountain and what kind of firepower they had.

Foolish two, they scolded their mothers, and the grenades were buried as explosives. Now, each of them had only one broadsword left, except for a two-puffed short gun.

To Yuji's consolation, the only thing that is not lacking on this mountain is stones.

It was very quiet on the mountain, everyone was lying on their stomachs, and no one dared to move.

Finally, the Dian army, which was ordered to come to occupy, couldn't hold back, and a dozen or so people began to move forward with guns.

The fire of the cover is a bit scary, there are heavy machine guns with a toot, there are light machine guns with a da-da-da. It's not street fighting, they have nowhere to hide. The distance is very close, and there is only a dead end when you rush out.

Yuba picked up a stone casually, and without even looking at it, he threw it out, the stone was a little big, and it was whirring with the wind. The stone didn't hit anyone, but all the charging soldiers fell to their stomachs, thinking they were throwing a grenade.

But when they found out that it was only a stone that had been thrown, they were happy.

Foolish Nine and Foolish Ten also picked up the stone and wanted to throw it. Foolish stopped them in horror because he was afraid of throwing two stones and provoking a few grenades back. For them, now, the explosion is a very terrible thing. Even if they don't blow them up and detonate the explosives on the slope, they will die without a place to bury.

In the telescope, the platoon commander of the Dian army clearly saw that there were only a few heads on it. The men didn't shoot guns, they didn't throw grenades, they just threw a stone, and then they lay there and didn't move.

He believed that this was a deserter from the Sichuan army, and he must have fled to this barren mountain.

He ordered the soldiers and blew the trumpet of the charge.

The foolish two and four shrank behind the mountain, clutching the big knife.

They look forward to it, wait patiently, and when they rush up, maybe they have a chance. Close combat is what they are good at.

They were terrified, they were terrified, and they were waiting, and who could not think of throwing a couple of grenades before they rushed up?

The right to decide life or death is no longer in your hands. The explosives that you have painstakingly planted may really cause a rolling stone, but the first one to take away may be your brother's life.

Yuji doesn't want to die yet, he still has to avenge his father, and he still has brothers and sisters to take care of.

He spun his head around quickly. He remembered Uncle Blind's commentary Li Zicheng. There was a Zhang Xianzhong in there, who surrendered at every turn.

He tore off his white coat, stretched out his hand, and waved it desperately.