As soon as Lin Yiqing's words fell, he heard a sound of footsteps, he glanced down and saw rows of approaching Russian troops. But when the Russians reached the front of the house, they bypassed it and continued to run backwards.

The Russians spoke below, and the Odd Soldiers fell silent, not allowing themselves to make any noise.

"It doesn't matter, they didn't find us." Eisuke Minamino observed the situation for a moment and whispered, "We can break through." ”

Lin Yiqing nodded, he knew that he had to act cautiously and calmly. He walked to the door, listened intently for a while, and then quietly poked his head out and looked out.

There were about 100 Russian troops walking in front, they were running briskly, all of them looked panicked, Lin Yiqing knew that they were affected by the accidental bombing just now, and they were retreating to the rear.

"They'll find ours." Eisuke Minamino looked at Lin Yiqing and whispered, "Do you want us to kill them first?" He said, patting the grenade on his waist.

This weapon, which was improved from the "Thunder Flame Bullet" used by the Iga ninjas, has now become a powerful weapon for the Surprise Soldiers.

"Don't alarm them," Lin Yiqing shook his head and said, "They will leave in a while, it's really not good, we can wait for it to get dark, and then break out." ”

"At night, our people won't want to leave. As soon as it gets dark, we can kill him all over the place. Minamino Eisuke smiled and added: "Oh, the teacher rushes forward like this, and the general will blame me if he finds out." ”

"Shh......h They're coming up......" one of the Odd Soldiers reminded them.

Footsteps sounded on the stairs, and the Russians must have come up. But these people didn't come to their level. Lin Yiqing heard the Russians talking in the silence of the empty room.

"Where did you get these goodies?"

"In the room down here."

"There's a corpse lying there......"

"Yes......"

"There may be enemy infiltration forces here. Let's get out of here! ”

The sound of footsteps and conversation fell silent.

Lin Yiqing looked out the window again. Due to the entire retreat of the Russian army. A lot of people have emerged from hidden places. So that the defense system of the Russians is becoming clearer and clearer. But more and more Russians appeared, and the terrain was relatively open, and the risk of forcing a breakthrough during the day was a little greater, so he could only decide to wait until it was dark before acting.

Somehow, Lin Yiqing suddenly remembered Kondrachenko.

Could he have caused the explosion just now?

And Lin Yiqing didn't know that at this moment, the maker of the big explosion, Kondrachenko. He was already on the verge of a nervous breakdown, and the reason why he was like this had a lot to do with the Russian herald that the Odd Soldiers had killed just now.

"What have you done!?" Kondrachenko looked at Sergeant Gogopolit, the detonator with a blank expression, and the green tendons on his forehead exploded, "Didn't I order you to stop the detonation?" ”

"But...... I did not receive such an order...... So...... You can only do what you were told......" Gogopolit replied tremblingly, he already knew the consequences of what he had done, but he still tried to defend himself.

"I sent the herald Kirilenko back to inform you not to detonate, he was escorted by two scouts!" Kondrachenko said angrily, "Didn't you see them? ”

Gogopolit shook his head in horror, he could now say that he was frightened.

"Maybe he didn't see them. Lieutenant Kondrachenko. Michelsky said with a gloomy face, "I didn't see them just now." Rumyantsev went to look for them, but they didn't find them either, and I guess they probably met an enemy sniper halfway and were killed. ”

"Even if you don't receive the order from the herald, don't you stupid pig see that our men have already rushed to the enemy's position?" Kondrachenko roared loudly, almost jumping to his feet.

"But I was ordered to detonate on time!" Gogobotli screamed frantically.

Kondrachenko's anger was so enraged that he pulled out his pistol, aimed it at Gogopotli's head and opened fire.

"Bang!" Gogobotli's head instantly burst into a cloud of blood mist, and his body fell backwards violently.

Misheelsky looked at Kondradchenko in surprise, his face full of surprise, and Gogopotli, who had fallen to the ground and died, had a similar expression on his face.

Kondrachenko's hand hung limply, and his eyes were full of loneliness.

Although the gunshots were heard again, no one in the surrounding Russian army noticed the scene, and everyone was busy running for their lives, because at this time, the renewed gunfire was already telling them that the Satsuma army had begun to launch a counterattack.

Kondrachenko silently looked at Gogopotli's corpse, and slowly raised his pistol and aimed it at his temple.

Just as he was about to pull the trigger, Michelsky swooped down and snatched Kondrachenko's pistol.

"Don't do that, Lieutenant Kondrachenko." Michelsky said sincerely, "It's unfortunate that something like this happened, but it's not your fault. You've done your best. ”

"I must take responsibility...... Kondrachenko muttered, reaching out to retrieve his pistol, but was stopped by the sturdy Scout Captain Michelsky.

"What you have to do now is to save your own life, don't let those shameless rumors be inflicted on you, if you die, there will be no way to tell the truth." Michelsky said, "The future of the Russian Imperial Army needs people like you, you better hurry to the headquarters!" I think it won't be long before someone wants you to be a scapegoat! ”

Kondrachenko listened to Mischelsky's words, and then he suddenly realized and came back to his senses.

Michelsky was right, he can't die now!

Michelsky saw that Kondrachenko had dismissed the idea of suicide, put Kondrachenko's pistol back into the holster, and solemnly patted Kondrachenko's shoulder. Kondrachenko nodded. Shake hands with Michelsky and say goodbye. Then he joined the fleeing group.

Time passed unbearably slowly. Lin Yiqing sat motionless on the floor, holding his knees with his hands.

Satsuma artillery shells began to explode near the house - first on the right, then on the left. Although the rumble of the cannon was almost continuous, Lin Yiqing unconsciously took a nap.

He's just too tired these days.

The Russians apparently decided that the Satsuma army was going to attack in this area, so the Russian soldiers, including not only the infantry, but also a number of Cossack cavalry on horseback, began to run past the small surrounded building.

Lin Yiqing opened his eyes. Rather annoyed, he looked out the window at what was happening. As a former special forces sniper, he had never encountered such a favorable position, but he had nothing to do!

Soon after the Russian army broke through, the surroundings became silent again. As soon as it gets dark, it's time to get moving. Now there are three options: either sneak back to your position, or stay here and fight the Russians at night, which is the specialty of the Wonder Soldiers, or wait and do nothing - waiting for your own people to arrive. Lin Yiqing did not adopt the third method. He thought about it for a moment and decided to go with the first option.

It was finally getting dark. Lin Yiqing, Eisuke Minamino and the members of the Odd Soldiers team became more and more concentrated, and everyone looked at each other silently. Until the other person's face turned into a hazy speck.

It was getting darker, and a Gatling gun seemed to ring out in the distance. Not far away, a volley of rifle shots was also heard. Then there was silence.

Lin Yiqing stood up, and the members of the odd soldiers also stood up one by one, and everyone quietly walked downstairs.

At this moment, not far away there was a "bang" of rifle shots and a deafening grenade explosion, followed by a second explosion and the exclamations of the Russians.

Lin Yiqing waved his hand, and the members of the Odd Soldiers immediately dispersed and hid in the room.

Another group of Russian troops ran over, and they shot frantically behind them as they ran. Several Russian artillery pieces fired several shells, as if frightened. At this moment, many signal rockets rose in the sky, illuminating the night sky as if it were day.

Lin Yiqing beckoned, signaled action, everyone quickly went downstairs, jumped to the side, went around the corner of the house, ran past the wall, and quickly ran into a courtyard, they sat there for a while, and then jumped out of there and ran to the courtyard wall, the courtyard wall was not high, everyone held the wall with their hands, and jumped over. The indescribable clamor of the Russians was everywhere. Lin Yiqing and the others ran down the street, jumped over three trenches in succession, crawled through the middle of the wooden fence set up by the Russians, jumped over a fence like a cat, and then rushed towards a small gate, which he opened and walked into a small courtyard, which was full of flowerless flower beds and bare trees.

Everyone rested here for a while, when suddenly there was a whistle in front of them.

This is the contact code of the Satsuma Army.

Eisuke Minamino sent the same code, and then the other party appeared.

"Lin Jun, are you here?" The leader of the Satsuma Army, Toshiro, shouted in surprise.

"Bian Jianjun, why did you get here?" Lin Yiqing was also very happy when he saw Shiro Tai.

The appearance of the Satsuma Army Brigade here proves that there are not many Russian troops here.

"General Kirino ordered a counterattack on all fronts!" Bian Jian Shilang's casual answer confirmed Lin Yiqing's inner judgment.

"Are you hurt? Bian Jian-kun? Lin Yiqing noticed that the boot on Sidemi Jurota's right foot was stained with blood.

Hearing Lin Yiqing's question, he realized that his right leg was injured, he thought it was a bruise, or a stray bullet scratch, he didn't even realize where it was injured, because now he didn't feel pain - he didn't pay attention to such a small injury at all.

After Lin Yiqing inquired about the situation, he knew that this time Kirino Toshiaki and Shinohara Kunikan all grabbed the fighter plane and counterattacked without their own orders, and their slightly restless mood finally calmed down.

At that moment, Shiro Tai continued to lead his troops in pursuit, while Lin Yiqing and the odd soldiers returned to Osaka Castle. Lin Yiqing knew that this victory was picked up in vain, and the Russian army was so badly damaged that it could not resume the offensive in a short time. This is equivalent to giving him invaluable time. to proceed with the next step in the evacuation operation - because from this moment on. The Satsuma army will fight for their loved ones.

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Makarov struggled up two flights of stairs and heard voices talking below—men and women. He climbed faster, opened a door, and found himself in a dark hallway, then opened another door and saw a street in front of him. That is, it was an ordinary room - with a sofa, a writing desk, a small cabinet, a cupboard, a few chairs, and a few paintings on the wall. But beyond that, there was the street, a lone tree, and a ruined multi-storey building standing opposite.

The front wall of the room is gone. The floors and furniture were covered in broken bricks and a thick layer of dust. Makarov is in this strange place that resembles home. It's like an actor on stage.

The room was almost undamaged, and the walls were not knocked down by shells, but collapsed.

From a house opposite, there was a stench of corpses. From time to time, the flickers of distant shell explosions illuminated the ruins, the patterns of wallpaper in the room, the tea sets on the table, and a screen not far away.

Makarov climbed to the edge of the house and looked out into the street. You can see the bottom window with sandbags piled up below. On the opposite side was a stone wall connected to the ruined house, and everything inside the house was piled up to the height of a two-story building in a large pile of rubble, and from this pile of rubble many damaged foot of the bed were exposed.

The streets were deserted. Sometimes you can hear the footsteps of Japanese people walking nearby.

Makarov was wounded in one of his legs, which had been hit by a stray bullet, which had only been embedded in the epidermis and had been pulled out by him. It was decided to take off the boots and bandage the wound. But it was impossible to take off the boots: the blood was completely sticky. In the end, he had to cut his boots with a knife.

Makarov limped towards a cupboard. There were several pieces of Japanese men's clothes, one of which he tore and twisted together, bandaged his feet, put on a coat, and lay down on the floor.

The events of the past few days floated before his eyes. It's hard to believe that he's still alive.

After the "Demolition" was sunk, he was rescued by a passing Qianguo warship "Yuankai", after treating Makarov, the Qianguo people handed over Makarov and the survivors of the "Demolition" to the Russian consul in the Ryukyus, the consul was shocked after knowing what had happened, but Makarov argued, and the consul had nothing to do with him, Makarov strongly asked to go to Japan, he planned to join the Japanese Navy and continue to fight against the Satsuma, but the consul had already received an order to arrest Makarov and his group, But the quick-witted Makarov escaped, and after several rounds at sea, he came to Japan.

Once ashore, Makarov learned that this was a war zone and that he would have to walk a long way to reach his destination.

A tiny black shadow flashed before his eyes. A wild cat climbed up along the drain, slipped its little shining eyes, glared at Makarov with the rationality of a human, and jumped down.

Makarov would love to drink some water. He thought to himself, "Why don't you have a kitchen in these rooms?" There should be a kitchen in the room at the back. With all his strength he could, he dragged a broken leg and crawled down the hallway. He still couldn't remember where he was injured.

It was pitch black in the hallway. Makarov polished a match, and the yellow glow illuminated the dark walls, several chests, a velvet top hat on a hanger, and an umbrella with a shiny handle firmly attached to a nail.

From the entrance, to the right, there is a third small door. He pushed the door and it didn't move. He pushed it hard again, and it finally dodged a little. Sure enough, it was the kitchen, but it had completely turned into a pile of rubble. The ceiling collapsed in half, dangling in the air, revealing the curved iron beams within. A large black hole opened in the floor.

Makarov walked as carefully as he could, and took a closer look at the kitchen. In a small cupboard there are several jars with the remnants of sauce condensed on the sides. Makarov found a water bottle by the cupboard, and there was still some water in it, although it was half mixed with sand. Everything here is mixed with sand and brick ash and smells of lime.

Makarov returned to his original room, lay down, and somehow remembered his hometown, the village where he was born. He recalls the mountains where he spent his childhood. There was a school on the hill where he had studied, and a quirky stone figure. Far away in the great forest, in the deep valley of the moor, in the high ground of the jungle, this stone figure can be seen from all directions, and it is the first vivid memory of his childhood.

Makarov was so accustomed to the stone man's demeanor, with his perpetual intention to move forward, that he seemed to notice it. But now, when he was thousands of kilometers away from those places, and the war had completely cut him off from that life, he suddenly remembered it—the stone figure that stood on a distant mountain. The image of this stone man, this monument commemorating a glorious battle, has always been deeply imprinted in his heart.

He remembered his mother, who always sat in a black wooden house, her face wrinkled, but her eyes were kind, and the corners of her mouth were stern. She always wore a headscarf and tied a knot under her chin. (To be continued......)

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