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"You don't have to worry, I know my own body, and I won't joke with my life." Leng Feng looked at everyone's worried looks and smiled comfortingly.

Ready, under the leadership of Shi Dali, a group of about fifteen or sixteen people walked towards the depths of the cave.

"Chief, it's very humid here, the ground is slippery, you should be careful." Song Yunfeng followed closely behind Leng Feng and reminded him from time to time.

"I see, it's pretty flat, I'm fine." Leng Feng held a crutch in his hand and followed behind Cong Hu, following unhurriedly.

He traveled lightly, and it was not difficult to walk, but there were constant tingling pains in his chest, which he could still bear.

After walking for about ten minutes, everyone came to Dongyang and they found the cave of "straw shoes".

There were also some straw sandals scattered on the ground, some of which had been soaked and rotted by the moisture in the holes, and basically the shoes fell apart with a light hand.

There are also some weapon parts, bolts and whatever, that are already rusty.

"Let's go, let's go."

There are many forks in the cave, sometimes there is no way in front of them, and some turn around and walk again, but Dong Yang and others have already explored the road in front, and Leng Feng and they have taken fewer detours.

More and more straw sandals, lily clothes...... And so on was discovered.

Gradually, I saw the corpse. The corpses were all dressed in single clothes. Because the weather is very cold. The decay is not fast, and the silhouette of a human figure can still be seen.

Song Yunfeng examines the corpse of a soldier with gloves.

"Boss, it looks like he's been dead for at least ten days, he should be a soldier of the Sichuan army, but it's hard to judge that unit, and I didn't find any documents." After Song Yunfeng finished checking, he got up and said.

"Keep going. There may be discoveries. Leng Feng took a deep breath.

"Chief, a corpse was found, look, where, it's a little weird, ...... on that stone"

Leng Feng looked up, and sure enough, he saw a Sichuan soldier lying on a stone, with a raised stone on top of his head, shaped a bit like a bamboo shoot!

"It's not a hallucination of hunger, is it?"

"yes, you see they're all skinny like this......"

"It's only a few hundred meters ahead to the exit. Why did you die here? ”

From time to time, there was a lot of discussion in the team, and it was a pity. There is pity, there is sorrow.

There are corpses found one after another, and there may be more that have not been found, Leng Feng judged that these Sichuan troops may have scattered to find a way out, but they did not find a way out, and they starved to death first.

"Chief, there's an ensign here, we found this from him?"

"This is a buckle, it should be a cow belt, it seems that the cow belt was eaten by him, and this buckle is left." Leng Feng took it over, and at a glance, he understood that people were hungry like this, as long as they could eat, they would not let it go.

"Do you know that it's the Sichuan Army?"

"No, I didn't find it, the armband is too blurry, I can't see clearly, the Sichuan army is too poor, and I don't even have a padded jacket, hey!" Song Yunfeng sighed.

Leng Feng also wanted to know whose troops this Sichuan army was, and there were some articles in later generations that analyzed it, saying that it was most likely Yang Bojian's troops.

Yang Bojian was one of the five elements of the Sichuan army, and in the Battle of Songhu, his troops fought very tenaciously, almost not losing to several descendant troops of the central government, and the losses were also very heavy.

The Battle of Songhu finally turned into a rout, and the Sichuan army also retreated, and in the peripheral battle of the Nanjing Defense Battle, the Sichuan army also fought very bravely, but unfortunately their equipment was too inferior, although they had the courage of flesh and blood, but it was difficult to defeat the Japanese steel torrent.

In the battle of Fukuo and the battle of defending the city, the Sichuan army almost played soy sauce, because most of the Sichuan army did not participate in the most tragic defense of the city later, so there are also many controversies about the disappearance of the Sichuan army.

How did such a unit appear in Nanjing, and what kind of combat mission did they undertake?

"Keep walking, Dali, how far is it from the cave that Lao Dong discovered?" Leng Feng asked Shi Dali, who led the way.

"It's almost there, just ahead." Shi Da said.

Through a narrow passage, the group came to a space of about seventy or eighty square meters, which was slightly higher and looked drier on the ground.

"Chief, this should be a place for this Sichuan army to rest halfway, you see, there are gauze and water bottles here, because they should be left by the wounded." Song Yunfeng said.

"These corpses should be soldiers who can't walk, this one is so small, he should not be under eighteen years old......" Leng Feng pointed to a huddled corpse on the ground.

They were cold and hungry, unable to walk, some were wounded, lacked medical care, and could not find a way out, so you can imagine how depressed and desperate they were at that time.

"Take an inventory, how many corpses there are, go back and find an opportunity, take these corpses out for burial, you can't let them be here like this." Leng Feng commanded.

"Yes!"

After staying for three minutes, Leng Feng felt a pain in his chest like a pinprick, and squatted down holding his chest, Song Yunfeng found that something was wrong, and immediately summoned the two of them, put Leng Feng on the stretcher, and lay flat on the ground.

"I'm fine, are you doing the statistics?"

"Well, there are seventeen corpses in total, the oldest is forty years old, the youngest is only sixteen years old, most of them are starving to death and freezing to death, and only two are seriously injured."

"Do you have any identification information?"

"No, they were probably taken away by their companions."

After resting for a while, continue on your way.

Along the way, Leng Feng lay on a stretcher, rarely spoke, and only when he found it again, he would be helped up by Cong Hu, take a look, and then continue to move forward.

Caves with corpses are constantly found, and many of the deaths are really tragic, and there are hundreds of them recorded along the way.

Jingle ......

Suddenly there was a rush from the dissolution in front of him. The sound of footsteps, and the sound of the portable water bottle colliding with the body, it was obvious that someone was coming in front of him.

"Who?"

"Sir Leng. It's me. Dong Yang! A flash of light came. It was Dong Yang who took the gasoline lamp and shot it over quickly!

"Lao Dong, what's the matter, why did you run back?" Leng Feng asked strangely, "What about the people who came with you?" ”

"Head, there are people in front, at least five or six hundred people, it's the Sichuan army, they are cold and hungry. I'm dying......" Dong Yang said eagerly.

"Is there really a Sichuan army?" Dong Yang's words, everyone was stunned when they heard it, only Leng Feng knew best what was going on.

Sure enough, a Sichuan army was trapped in the cave of Qinglong Mountain and couldn't get out, and there were still people alive in them.

What a blessing in disguise!

"Boss, did you already know that Youchuan Jun was still alive, and let the five Ma brothers carry food and drink all the way?" Song Yunfeng asked in surprise.

"I'm not an immortal, how can I know this, I speculated based on some clues we found, but so many days have passed. Whether anyone will survive or not, I can't say for sure. But if someone is still alive, we can also treat it immediately, and we don't have to go back and forth, right? Leng Feng said.

"It's still Chief Leng's careful planning, none of us thought of this, and thought that Chief Leng asked us to bring food and water to eat on the way." Ma Wu said with a smile.

"Okay, without further ado, where are the people?"

"Not far ahead, there's a big cave, and they're there!" Dong Yang said busily.

"Quick, take us over, now they must be dying, the sooner we go over, the sooner we can save their lives." Leng Feng couldn't care about the pain in his chest, jumped off the stretcher, leaned on crutches, and walked forward.

"Big brother, slow down, slow down." Cong Hu chased after him.

After walking for about twenty minutes, a huge karst cave appeared in front of everyone, and where he saw it, Leng Feng saw a scene that he had never seen in his life.

Hundreds of "corpses" lay on top of each other, although they were still alive, they were not much different from the dead, all of them were dressed in single clothes, curled up, their eyes were empty, as if they had not fallen asleep, as if they were awake but not awake.

Many people only have their last breath left, but they still persevere, and there is hope if they persist, and this will to survive is touching and moving.

"Who's the chief here?"

"Who's the chief here?"

"Who is ......?"

A hand like a branch of wood stretched out from the pile of "corpses".

"Quick, bring someone here!" Leng Feng shouted.

"Yes!" Rushed out two people, stepped on the gap between the "corpses", and cautiously passed.

"Rice soup, quick!" In the past, the two of them pulled the person out of the pile of "corpses" and carried the person over lightly, and Song Yunfeng hurriedly fed the prepared rice soup.

These people are so hungry that they are not completely dehydrated, but they have no food, no source of calories, and they have no energy.

"Slow down, slow down, you're too hungry to eat too much." After letting the man drink two sips, Song Yunfeng decisively took the rice soup.

The warm rice soup is in the stomach, the gastrointestinal function is slowly restored, the body has a trace of heat, and the strength gradually increases.

"Quick, drink two mouthfuls of rice soup per person, you can't drink too much, their bodies can't bear it!" Song Yunfeng commanded Ma Wu and his brothers to hurry up to rescue these brothers of the Sichuan army.

"Brother, are you from the Sichuan Army?"

"The 20th Army... 133rd Division...... 397 Brigade ... Supplementary regiment (I really didn't find this, so I got a number of supplementary regiments, and it was more serious). ”

"Brother, what's your name, position?"

"I'm the head of the supplementary regiment, Wu... New... Chinese. Wu Xinhua replied slowly and laboriously, "You are ......."

"Captain of the Yaksha Special Operations Team of the Teaching Corps, Leng Feng!"

"Yaksha Special Operations Team ......" Wu Xinhua was stunned for a long time, but he didn't find the number of this unit in his mind.

"We were formed after the destruction of Nanjing." Leng Feng knew what he was thinking when he looked at him, and hurriedly explained.

"I see, thank you, thank you!" Wu Xinhua was so tired that he slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep, and he didn't fall asleep until now, because once he fell asleep, he couldn't wake up again.

"Boss, he's asleep?"

"Well, he's such a man!" Leng Feng sighed with emotion.

Everyone around was moved, although the Sichuan Army was not well equipped, but when it came to fighting, it was really absolutely unscrupulous. (To be continued.) )