Li Yunlong, who was in a coma, felt a chill all over his body, and opened his eyes with great difficulty. I saw that Monk Wei was constantly sealing the door with adobe bricks, and the biting cold wind blew in through the dilapidated windows, bringing in pieces of snowflakes.

"Monk," Li Yunlong shouted as he lay weakly in the straw stack.

Monk Wei, who was on the yard wall, heard Li Yunlong shouting to himself, hurriedly turned around, with surprise on his face, and squatted beside Li Yunlong with a few steps.

"Commander, you're awake".

"Your kid is bold enough to knock Lao Tzu unconscious, you must know that no one has ever dared to beat Lao Tzu."

Li Yunlong's face was full of anger, although his tone was very harsh, but these words sounded warm in Monk Wei's heart.

Touching his head, which didn't have a few hairs, Monk Wei smiled and said, "I can't help it, I can't watch the head of the regiment die."

Li Yunlong just smiled dryly, after all, he couldn't really do anything to Monk Wei. Looking around, there was only Monk Wei, and Li Yunlong had a trace of sadness on his face.

"The rest of the brothers died."

Seeing that Monk Wei was silent with his head down, although Li Yunlong already understood in his heart, he still had a sense of heartache. So many brothers who get along day and night are gone.

Seeing the obvious loss of the head of the regiment, he hurriedly opened his voice and was relieved.

"Regiment commander, the brothers of our independent regiment are all good, none of them escaped, they all died on the way to the charge."

Li Yunlong, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly found that there seemed to be no gunshots around him at all, which made Li Yunlong a little puzzled.

It stands to reason that he and Monk Wei have fled, as long as those devils are not fools, they must know that they must be a senior official of the Eighth Route Army, how could they let themselves escape so easily.

It's not that Li Yunlong looks down on his subordinates, but in fact, there are few people under his own who expect them to resist the pursuit of devils, it is simply impossible.

"Monk, where are we? Why doesn't there seem to be any hostility around?"

"I don't know this, I just ran in the direction of Chenjiayu, and now we are in a village, and the people have fled.

As for the devils, there were three devils chasing after them before, but they were killed by me."

After speaking, Monk Wei picked up the three rifles that were placed aside, as if he was showing off.

"Three devils? He sent three devils to dare to chase and kill us, and the commander of this devil is really bold enough."

Li Yunlong glanced at Monk Wei, knowing that this Monk Hua didn't tell the truth to him, and said something specious.

Monk Wei's face was a little unbearable, knowing that his words could not deceive the head of the regiment at all. could only lower his head and tell Li Yunlong about Chen Feng seducing the devil alone.

It's not that Monk Wei is ungrateful, he doesn't remember Chen Feng's number, but he really knows that Li Yunlong's personality is very important, if he tells Chen Feng about luring away the devil, Li Yunlong will definitely not stand aside and watch. At this time, the two were not out of danger, which was simply worse for the subsequent escape.

This was just as Monk Wei thought, Li Yunlong heard that Chen Feng had led away more than a dozen devils alone, and he immediately became worried.

"How long have you been apart".

"It's been an hour."

Monk Wei's tone was a little sad, anyone knew that in the face of more than a dozen devils, they had not succeeded in coming back for nearly an hour, and the result was naturally obvious.

"Help me up, and we'll go back the way we came. Even if he dies, Lao Tzu has to see his corpse."

Li Yunlong supported the ground with one hand, pulled Monk Wei with the other and wanted to get up, but his whole body was weak, he just shook his body a few times in the straw, and sat back weakly.

"Commander, it's been so long......."

Why did he not finish his words, but the meaning of the words had already been expressed, Li Yunlong suddenly became angry, pushed Monk Wei away, and pointed at Monk Wei and scolded.

"You, a monk, don't even have the heart of a monk. Although he Chen Feng is not a member of my independent regiment or a soldier under my Li Yunlong, he saved my life, and now you let him lead away a dozen devils alone......

I, Li Yunlong, consider myself affectionate and righteous, and never lose a brother, but this time I have lost too many brothers, and I really don't want to lose another brother."

Li Yunlong's eyes were full of bloodshots, and there was a layer of mist hanging on it. Rubbing his eyes, he tilted his head to the side and pointed to the dilapidated window.

"Go and cover that broken window for me, this wind makes my eyes hurt, what did you do as a guard."

Heavy snow is said to fall, and it is said to stop. The heavy snow, which lasted for more than an hour, finally stopped.

There have been more than a dozen soldiers in gray cloth uniforms, marching quickly through the snow. A young man who seemed to be the leader opened the map in his hand from time to time to observe the surroundings, and next to this soldier stood a woman wearing a military hat of the Eighth Route Army, this man was none other than Zhao Gang who had escaped from the encirclement.

Big eyes, big mouth, slightly dark skin, and short hair make the whole person feel heroic.

"Report to the commissar, a village was found in front, I don't know if the regiment commander is in it".

A sharp soldier came to Zhao Gang, saluted, and stretched out his hand to point in the direction of the soldier behind him.

Zhao Gang hurriedly looked at the map in his hand, but the map did not show that there was a village here, and turned around to ask the woman standing beside him.

"Comrade Xiuqin, what's the name of that village below."

Xiuqin's voice is clean and refreshing, and she naturally speaks with a smile.

"Political Commissar Zhao, that place is called Xiagou Village. Since the devils came in, the people there have fled to death, and there has been no one to live there for a long time."

Zhao Gang closed the map in his hand, took out the pistol pinned to his waist, "Let Squad Leader Wang send someone in to investigate, and the rest of the people are ready for battle."

Just after taking two steps, he stopped and pulled the unarmed Xiuqin, "Comrade Xiuqin, you will follow behind me first."

At this time, Li Yunlong was in a somewhat depressed mood, coupled with his serious illness, his head suddenly became a little dizzy, and his eyes were also in a state of confusion.

The whole person shrank tightly in the straw, but his mouth kept telling Monk Wei not to give up Chen Feng.

Monk Wei touched Li Yunlong's somewhat hot forehead, and only thought about leaving here quickly, looking for a safe place, and looking for a doctor to treat Li Yunlong, otherwise if he continued to burn like this, he might not die or be half disabled.

Suddenly hearing a voice coming from 4 weeks, Monk Wei hurriedly grabbed the gun in his hand, and after giving Li Yunlong some advice in his ear, he came to the window to observe the scene outside.

Zhao Gang stood outside the courtyard with a messy footstep, looking at the courtyard and shouting.

"I am Zhao Gang, political commissar of the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army, are there people from the Independent Regiment in it"?

Hearing the voice of Zhao Gang, who turned out to be his political commissar, he suddenly replied with a smile on his face.

As the two soldiers kicked through the earthen wall that Monk Wei had erected before, Zhao Gang, who was in a hurry, jumped directly into the house like an ape, and Xiuqin followed closely behind him.

Li Yunlong saw that Zhao Gang was still alive in a daze, and he smiled in his heart and passed out directly.

History repeats itself like this, Xiuqin, Li Yunlong's first daughter-in-law, met Li Yunlong again in this way like history.