The initial march was somewhat light.

The three female captives were no longer tied up with flowers, but tied to their hands and necks with ropes, and were caught in the middle by the GIs.

Although the team was very tired, it was also very angry because of the presence of three beautiful female captives. The soldiers were in their early twenties, in their prime of life, and they had lived in the barracks for many years, with little contact with women, and the desires and hunger of male animals were buried in their hearts.

At this time, they teased each other about the three female captives, relieved their cravings, and soothed the primitive desires in their hearts. A few soldiers took advantage of the opportunity to push the female prisoners to hurry away, and took advantage of the situation to pinch and touch the female prisoners' attractive places, causing a burst of angry scolding and laughter.

Mei Renhou walked at the front of the line, his face as stiff as rusty iron. The sound of angry scolding and laughter hit his ear drums from time to time, but he had no intention of restraining and scolding his subordinates.

He was worried, and from time to time he raised his eyes to look at the blood-soaked morning sun, and then looked around the four fields. He has always been unsteady in his heart, and he is very puzzled, is the direction of the rising sun the east?

Looking far away, the beach of the dead in the early morning was reckless, and the stones had ripples like ocean waves, surging all the way to the horizon with no end in sight.

The sky was like a wash, with a few white clouds floating, no birds, no animals, no green, only endless desolation and chilling loneliness.

At the end of the heavens there is an incomparably picturesque fireball that separates the boundary between heaven and earth. If this is an oil painting, the scenery is majestic.

But this is not an oil painting, this is reality, and it can't help but make Mei Renhou frightened and worried.

The sun is getting higher and hotter. The soldiers' uniforms were already soaked with hot sweat, then dried by the sun, and then drenched again, and so on.

The salty smell of tattered clothes clicked on his body. The pace of the team's advance slowed down significantly. Someone shouted hot, took off his hat, and unbuttoned his shirt.

When the sun rose overhead, it was as hot as a steamer, and everyone was panting like a dead fish with their mouths wide open.

Mei Renhou, who pays the most attention to appearance on weekdays, also untied his open arms and took off his hat to wipe his sweat. Guo Huaiyong and Liu Zhongyi simply took off their military uniforms and marched shirtless.

The silk clothes and pants of the three female prisoners had already been soaked in sweat and rain, clinging to their bodies, outlining the unique curves of the women, provoking the eyes of this group of soldiers to drill into them like an awl, but because of the scorching sun, they lost their original hearts, and just debauched their eyes.

The pace of the march slowed down. Everyone was silent, only the rustle of tired footsteps.

Mei Renhou glanced back at the lifeless team, frowned, and said to Liu Zhongyi, who was following closely behind: "Old Liu, don't take the dumb road, liven up the atmosphere, and sing two voices." ”

Liu Zhongyi is a lively person, and he stopped after only singing one sentence.

"Why don't you sing?"

"My throat hurts."

The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and the pace of the march was getting slower. The water consumed needed to be replenished, Guo Huaiyong raised his neck and poured the last drop of water from the kettle into his throat, and threw the kettle far away as if angry, the kettle rolled on the sand, making a frustrating clanging sound.

Mei Renhou turned his face to look and saw that several of the soldiers had drunk the water. He subconsciously touched the kettle on his waist. His throat and eyes were already smoking, but he was reluctant to take a sip of water.

He had already seen the seriousness of the problem and knew that the thirst had just begun. The pot of water on his waist is life, and every time he drinks his life, he may be close to death, and he will never use this pot of water easily until the most critical moment. He stopped, licked his chapped lips with the tip of his tongue, and said to the group in a hoarse voice, "Brothers, bear with it, and save water." ”

Guo Huaiyong stretched out his big tongue and licked his lips, and said angrily: "Master, rest your feet." As he spoke, he sat down on the ground, and then jumped up like a snake biting. It turned out to be a pebble on the sand that burned the butt.

"Damn, this stone egg has beaten the briquette!" Guo Huaiyong kicked a pebble far away and scolded stupidly.

Mei Renhou looked up at the sky. The sky was blue, there was not a trace of clouds, there was not a trace of wind, the sun was like a huge fireball hanging overhead, dazzling, the scorching sun baked the air hot, and it was a little choking in the lungs. Surrounded by four fields, not to mention shady trees, even grass is rare to see. 

Mei Renhou sighed silently and said, "Let's go slowly." He lowered his head and moved forward.

The soldiers looked at each other, and no one said a word, but everyone understood that the old man's words were right. At this time, everyone could see that their situation was not good, and their hearts could not help but sink, and no one was interested in the three young and handsome female prisoners. At this time, resting in this place will be roasted alive. They mustered up their spirits and hurried forward in silence. 

The sun was tilting to the west, and a little green finally appeared in front of me. Guo Huaiyong was the first to see it, and shouted like a shot in the arm: "Master, look!" ”

Mei Ren put his hands on the pergola and looked in the direction of Huang Cannon's fingers. Sure enough, there was a faint hint of green at the end of the sky. He immediately became excited and commanded in a loud voice: "Brothers, speed up!" ”

When everyone saw the green, the procession immediately became enlivened, and the speed of the march increased markedly. The three female prisoners exchanged glances, and Guo Huaiyong grabbed No. 2: "What are you rubbing, don't hurry up!" ”

Actually, Autumn Girl is very unfamiliar with the path in that area. Although he had hunted yellow sheep with Bed Bug He to Dead Man's Beach, he was not familiar with the path. All she knew was that they were going the wrong way, but she didn't know which way to go.

Maybe Damei knew the way, but they would rather die than show them the way.

The team got closer to death.