Every time I drank porridge, I watched the jokes of the stupid soldiers who lost their shoes, which was the happiest thing for the three of them.

Although the three of them couldn't grab the flatbread, the gruel could barely be drunk.

When Lu Renbing touched along the trench, the two of them were chattering around the simple stove, the porridge had not yet been boiled, the rubber soles and shoes were not burning enough, and the pungent black smoke was emitting, and the two stupid soldiers were unaware, and they were not afraid that the person on the other side would find out their location and kill them with one shot.

Of course, the artillery on the opposite side probably didn't bother to use precious shells to hit them with worthless cannon fodder, which was not enough for money.

With a crumpled lid and air leaks everywhere, the quality of this pot of porridge can be imagined.

Lu Renbing squatted next to the pot and didn't say a word, listening to the two of them talk nonsense, but he was quite happy. After a while, the porridge was ready.

The three of them took the aluminum lunch box and divided the porridge. Lu Renbing looked at the porridge in his lunch box, and sure enough, there was a layer of black ash floating and mixed with dust, so he had no appetite when he looked at it anyway.

But his body's instinctive thirst for food drove Lu Renbing to drink the box of porridge.

Of course, the surface layer of the black whirring was blown open by Lu Renbing, and he really couldn't accept it. But the porridge itself wasn't much better. There are stones, earth ashes, and crumbs of unknown brands in a mouthful of porridge. Anyway, Lu Renbing felt that after drinking this porridge for a long time, his stomach would definitely not be better.

It's no wonder that with the urine nature of the people in charge of logistics during this period, the party did not directly drop a bag of sand over, which can be regarded as giving face to the front-line people.

What's more, the water for cooking porridge comes from the mud well in the small village, and the amount of water produced every day is not much, and there are thousands of people, waiting for the water. A bowl of water, half a bowl of mud is no joke.

After finishing the meal alive, Lu Renbing felt a lot more comfortable. Lao Quan looked at Lu Renbing and didn't lick the clean lunch box, and was a little puzzled.

"Fugui, did your special mother change her temper today? Don't lick the lunch box? ”

Lu Renbing glanced at him and said, "Lao Tzu is not hungry today"

"Don't be hungry, you give it to me, I'll lick it for you!" As he spoke, he smiled and came to grab Lu Renbing's lunch box.

Lu Renbing raised the lunch box to his mouth and quickly licked the box! Then I simply didn't do it, and licked the whole box clean, anyway, no one can die, and I must not let Lao Quan lick this goods!

The three of them grinned, didn't wash the pots, didn't wash the dishes, huddled together with the barrels of the guns, and began to nap!

As for practicing marksmanship or something, there is no such thing as practicing marksmanship. Xu Fugui has only been pulled for less than two months, and it is good to be able to figure out where the trigger is, and practice fart marksmanship!

They originally had two guns in the company, but before they could fire a single shot, they were bombarded into scum by the artillery on the opposite side, and several lives were taken.

At that time, the rookie Xu Fugui was scared to pee, and later Fugui became familiar with Lao Quan, and he also learned Lao Quan's means of saving his life. If you don't come out of anything, you can hide from cats and cats and never show your head. Everywhere you go, stick to the root of the wall.

Hair gun or something, basically no need, Lao Quan himself pulled a dozen times Zhuangding, and he didn't hit a few bullets, every time he turned in, he thought the gun was cumbersome, threw the gun and bullets, and ran faster!

This is also Lao Quan's life-saving stunt. In Lao Quan's words, what do you want a gun for, as long as you run faster than others, you can live longer than them.

Xu Fugui felt that what Lao Quan said was very reasonable, and Lu Renbing was influenced by Xu Fugui and also felt that it was very reasonable.

This is also Lu Renbing's biggest feeling after coming to this world, that is, the rules of the world are tightening, and Lu Renbing's powerful soul has been strictly restricted.

Sure enough, the power of the founding leaders is truly unparalleled! Now Lu Renbing can still use a little soul power, but it feels that with the passage of time, this bit of soul power may not be able to be used.

So he took advantage of the total soul power of this kung fu to comb this body well. At the very least, we can't be as helpless as we are now!

Xu Fugui was a loser when he was young, he was lazy to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble, and his health was really not good. It can be regarded as no illness or disaster, and the rest, if you compare strength, it is estimated that even his daughter-in-law Jiazhen can't compare.

Lu Renbing, thinking that he would have to do farm work or something in the future. So Lu Renbing used that bit of soul power to condition his body day and night.

The gunfire was getting tighter and tighter, and more and more people were dying around, and Lao Quan was a little nervous, because more and more of his acquaintances were dying.

Risking being hit by a stray bullet every day to grab a flatbread is a theme in the lives of three people.

。 In the second half of the night, the sound of artillery began to shake the sky, and several shells fell near the trench of Lu Renbing and the others.

Chunsheng was shocked and bounced up from the ground, scolded, and went to sleep! Lao Quan didn't move at all.

Lu Renbing leaned against the earthen wall of the trench, sitting and looking up at the stars, the falling dirt around him had no effect on him, and he was used to it.

After daybreak, about a few thousand wounded were carried from place to place.

The stretcher was not enough at all, and the people who carried the wounded had no sympathy at all, and many of the wounded were thrown directly from the stretcher like a sack and were thrown together.

The wails of the wounded disturbed the people.

It snowed all night that night, and the north wind was blowing, and Lu Renbing was shivering from the cold.

Early the next morning, the thousands of wounded were all gone, and Lu Renbing poked his head out to see that most of them were hard and covered with thick snow!

Lao Quan actually jumped out of the trench and went to look through the pile of wounded. Stray bullets fly everywhere on the battlefield, and this behavior is dangerous.

Lu Renbing and Chunsheng crawled on the edge of the trench and shouted loudly for him to lie down, but Lao Quan continued to roll as if he hadn't heard, and finally he stood up straight and shouted to Lu Renbing, "All four are dead!" There is no hope! ”

It was too far away, and Lu Renbing couldn't see his expression clearly! But Lu Renbing knew what he was talking about, the four were acquaintances and veterans who had run away together!

Lu Renbing had seen them greet each other before.

Then, Lao Quan's body shook suddenly, and he fell, and he was hit by a stray bullet.

Lu Renbing and Chunsheng cats bent on their waists, ran over, and dragged Lao Quan back to the trench.

The bullet entered Lao Quan's back heart, and blood gushed out, and Lu Renbing tried to stop the bleeding, but couldn't. Lao Quan's consciousness was blurred.

He asked Lu Renbing, "What kind of place is this?" ”

Lu Renbing said, "I don't know! He really didn't know, Xu Fugui didn't know, this was just an unknown small village, they didn't have a map for these cannon fodder, and even the company commander who enlisted in the army didn't know what this village was called. There are people in the village, and they have long run out.

"Damn, I don't even know where I died!" And then he died.

Chunsheng trembles all over! Although many people die every day, Lao Quan's death still gives Chunsheng the greatest fear.

Lu Renbing is okay, he is used to seeing life and death, although he is a little sad. He hadn't read the original book, and he didn't know whether Lao Quan was dead or not, but such an acquaintance died in front of him, and he was powerless to save it, which gave him a clearer understanding of the difficulty of the future task.

The two carried Lao Quan out of the trench, dug a shallow pit with his waist, and buried him with soil. Although it is dangerous, he is a friend, and he can't always look at him in the wilderness.

Since then, Chunsheng has been silent.

The encirclement is tightening, the captain's planes are coming, and there is less and less food to eat. Lu Renbing couldn't do anything.

In this world, he is no different from other ordinary people. There were stray bullets everywhere outside, and there were shells exploding from time to time, and going out to do things was no different from looking for death.