The snow is getting bigger and tighter, and the wind is sweeping the goose feathers like snow flakes, and the night is dark and can't be seen clearly, and the sky and the earth are white, and it seems that everything is going to be covered!

Relying on the compass to guide the way, Shimizu Daisa and his subordinates trekked hard in the valley, he didn't know how many people followed him down from the mountain beam, he now has a goal, how far can he go before his physical strength is exhausted, this heavy snow is for them to increase the difficulty of breaking through, but it is also a life-saving heavy snow, they are walking hard, and the chasing eight roads also have to struggle in the heavy snow!

I don't know how long I walked, how far I walked out, anyway, I couldn't see the road clearly, the devils walked along the ravine by feeling, and when they encountered the slope, they crossed it, and it didn't matter if it was a cliff or not, they wrapped their clothes tightly and rolled on the snow, and even if they were lucky when they fell to the ground, Qing Shui saw the people behind him bang and didn't go to the snowdrifts, and they disappeared, and they didn't even shout.

After turning a ditch, it is a mountain depression, you can vaguely see that the top of your head is a large rock that comes out of the way, there are slopes to cover it, the wind is lighter, and the snow is not so tight, and the wind and snow are really exhausted, Qing Shui decided to rest for a while, eat something to warm up.

Taking advantage of the time to eat, let the entourage count the number of people, and when they broke through from the West Mountain Peak, they all came down, even the eighty death squads were counted as more than 400 people, and now there are more than 60 people following Qing Shui Dazuo, one by one, the ground is withered, and they lost their coats when they broke through, and now they also have ice cubes on their bodies, and their hair, eyebrows, and beards are also full of ice slag, and their lips are all miserable and white!

Hide under the stone ridges. Huddle together to keep warm. Choked coarse biscuits. The kettle was already empty, and almost all of them were thrown off in order to lighten the load, but fortunately it was snowing, so I grabbed a few handfuls of snow to quench my thirst, only to find that my fingers were frozen stiff and my feet lost their intuition.

Qing Shui has tracked the Anti-Union in the ice and snow in the northeast, and this snow is not too big. There is still a strong wind, and the actual temperature is still cold to the northeast, which is far worse than the smoke bubbles that are scraped against the ground!

Let everyone take off their big-toed shoes, take off their footcloths and socks, wipe their faces first when they catch the snow, then rub their hands, rub them red, and then rub their feet. Shimizu Daisa's set was learned in the bitter cold of the Northeast.

After eating the biscuits, I also rubbed my hands and feet with snow. It's going to be a hurry again, the snow is still so heavy, the devils are bent down and bent their necks to put their hands in their sleeves, marching one by one, Qing Shui found a branch to explore the way in front, after all, he has experience in marching in the snow in the field, poke the snowdrift with a branch to prevent stepping on the air, this kind of wild ravine is so big snow, I can't tell which snowdrift is the cliff fork below.

The watch that Qing Shui was wearing was stopped, and I don't know if it was broken or frozen to the clockwork inside or something, I can't tell how long I walked, and I couldn't see the surrounding terrain clearly because the snow was so big, I could only roughly identify the direction of progress, and according to the speed of the march, it might be more than 20 miles away.

Through the snowflakes, you can see the mountains on both sides! And the dark sky also turned gray and black, Qing Shui knew that it was almost dawn, the snow was a little lighter, and the wind was not like a knife rolled over, Qing Shui explored the way in front, walked all night, stared at the snow, the snow was dazzling, he fell in the northeast with snow blindness, his eyes were red and swollen, and he kept crying, and the tears became two ice marks on his cheeks.

Turning a hillside, a large red rock suddenly appeared on the side of the road, and you could vaguely see a valley behind the big rock, the snow-covered valley was flat and flat, and it seemed that this was a valley in the shape of a pot-bellied jar.

When resting under the stone, the attendant pointed out to Qing Shui, it turned out that there were words on the face of the big red stone, which were several Chinese characters that were chiseled out of the bucket - "Huoyaoyu", the sky was getting brighter, and the gray-black clouds were already very clear, so these words could be seen very clearly without a flashlight.

Finally had a landmark, Qing Shui hurriedly took out the map in his purse, launched a careful search, broke through from Matou Guanxi Peak to Huoyaoyu, walked out of the thirty miles overnight, Huoyaoyu was at the end of the ditch they wanted to protrude, and less than ten miles into Huoyaoyu was the big mountain beam they were going to climb.

Qing Shui and the devils said, hold on, now the wind is lighter, the snow is smaller, it's almost dawn, walk a little longer, and then rest and climb over the mountain beam to be saved!

He took the lead in picking up the branches and walked in the first one, turned the big red stone, and leaned forward one foot deep and one foot shallow against the slope on the right, and after walking a short distance, two triangular hills appeared on the left and right at the mouth of the valley not far away, and there was a row of black spots on the white snow.

Qing Shui thought it was a dwarf tree or a stone, he didn't care, and walked more than 200 meters, this time he saw clearly, it was a humanoid shadow, and the head and shoulders were also covered with snow, but the body was still black, and the long strip in his hand looked like a gun!

The nerves that were about to be frozen tense all of a sudden! Did the Eight Roads come so quickly? How can it be copied in front of you! Qing Shui shuddered and reached out to pull out the gun, "Bang bang!" "Three gunshots rang out, the sound of gunfire echoed in the valley, the snow on the converging bushes fell with a puff, and the snow cover formed by the windswept snowflakes on the leeward side of the mountain beams was shaken and broken, and the snow brought up along the way rumbled down like a small avalanche!

At the same time, on the slope to the left of Qing Shui, from the large solidified wavy snowdrifts, groups of white shadows suddenly appeared, struggling to pounce in the snowdrifts, and at a distance of dozens of meters, the muzzles of guns were aimed at the devils!

And dozens of figures came out of the thick snow in the valley, standing or crouching with guns, and the people on the hillside caught the devils one after the other.

The black shadow standing in the valley slowly moved, Qing Shui still wanted to pull the trigger and fire, raised the gun and pulled the trigger, the bolt clicked twice, but I didn't hear the gunshots and saw the bullets fired! It was too cold, and I marched all the way, and I didn't take out the pistol in the holster, and the oil in the gun was frozen, and the firing pin was also frozen, and I couldn't fire the bullet!

A few devils who reacted quickly also wanted to pull the bolt and fire, poor devil, the rifle was also frozen in such a cold day, either the bolt couldn't be pulled, or the bullet couldn't be fired even if it was pulled!

Balu didn't wait for the devils to warm up the guns, no one greeted, and at the moment when the devils pulled the bolts, nearly 100 rifles and short guns, as well as a Czech-style crackle, suddenly opened fire! The bullets blew like a snowy wind down the slope to the devils below!

After two minutes of fighting, the black shadow at the mouth of the valley rushed over, and only then did a big man roar twice, and the gunfire stopped one after another, and the snow under the hillside was red, and the red in the pure white was too dazzling, as if the snow under this piece was like blood.

Yang Bangzi shouted twice, the gunfire stopped, and after a long time, the gunfire echoing in the valley gradually disappeared, and the silence was restored, and the devils lying on the snow were still falling snow flakes, falling one red piece, melting another, not completely melting, and another piece fell up.

In the middle of the night in Xishan Liang, Liu Da Butt asked if he wanted to chase down the rope, Yang Bangzi's mind spun quickly, and the local soldiers around him told him that the ravine below was a barren ravine, and there was no road, and there was no way to go to Huoyaoyu, which was more than 30 miles away. Yang Bangzi called a few local soldiers to come over, and when he asked, they all said that instead of going down the cliff to pick the devil's ass, it was better to go to Liuzhuang along the valley of Matouguan, and turn northwest from Xiazhai, where the ravine has a road, and the mountain is not steep, so you can run fast to get to the devil.

As a result, the soldiers of the guard company who changed into snow basket shoes ran faster than the devils who were exploring the way in the wild ravine, and arrived at Huoyaoyu an hour earlier, Yang Bangzi and a dozen or so soldiers were at the mouth of the valley, and the others were divided into two groups, and lay in ambush on the slope not far from the big red stone and in the snow below the slope. (To be continued......)