We searched the three cars up and down the carpet, but we didn't find Lao Jia, obviously, Lao Jia has disappeared.

When he finally asked Uncle Biao, he was also helpless, saying that Lao Jia didn't know where to go after getting off the car, and he always thought that he was following us to get on the bus.

At this time, a few guys began to ask Uncle Biao what was the convoy just now?

In fact, I also want to ask Uncle Biao what the situation is, because this will make me a little mentally prepared, otherwise if it goes on like this, maybe it will be me who disappears in the next moment.

Uncle Biao's face turned pale, gritted his teeth and said, this is just a mirage!

Uncle Biao said that the car just now was reflected by his own convoy somewhere, and it was played back like a movie because of some factors.

And to say that this kind of thing is ethereal, in fact, it is a continuous sea market floor, happening in front of our eyes.

The problem is that Lao Jia is gone, he knows that the storm in this kind of ghost weather is terrible, and he will definitely not leave the vehicle.

Combined with Uncle Biao's analysis of the matter just now, there is only one conclusion: he got into the wrong car!

At this time, Uncle Biao called a few more guys and searched the vicinity, but there were no clues.

Now the atmosphere is very depressing, and everyone is not happy.

When we got into the car again, no one spoke.

Fan Ping opened his mouth at this time and asked, "Is Lao Jia really not coming back?" ”

I smiled bitterly, and said to myself, how the is this answer to you?

Because no one will ever know!

After the heavy rain, the fog has lightened a bit, and the sun is no longer as difficult to distinguish as it was just now.

Uncle Biao looked up and glanced at the sun outside, probably discerning the direction, and then squatted on the ground alone to smoke and sigh, and it could be seen that he was reluctant to let Lao Jia leave.

Not long after Uncle Biao returned to the car, Uncle Biao's voice came from our radio handset: If nothing else, we will arrive at the target base tomorrow afternoon.

I can't imagine how many secrets, how many heroic souls are still hidden in this mountain range!

I remember my father once told me that it is not the eyes that determine what people see, but the brain, and when you can't judge with your eyes, all you can do is wait slowly and let the truth come out on its own!

Our convoy continued on its way, and it wasn't long before it was getting dark.

Then, Uncle Biao's car stopped on a gentle lot, and it seemed that he was going to rest here tonight.

We got out of the car and started a fire, and while we warmed up, we ate something each.

After eating, Uncle Biao unexpectedly called me to go to the sentry.

I could have taken care of it, but now that the situation is complicated, if I find something strange, it may make everyone nervous.

When I was about to find an excuse to prevaricate the past, Uncle Biao waved his hand, made a gesture to shut up, and then said, if a person is afraid, you ask Fan Ping to go with you, anyway, the two of you take care of each other, and there will be no problems.

"Okay!" After I answered neatly, I lowered my head and continued to eat, deliberately not looking at Fan Ping's eyes that strangled me.

In this way, Lao Tzu took Fan Ping out with one hand, and there was a little cushion on his back, and he felt comfortable......

In fact, the night sentry cannot be near the fire, it must be a secret sentry, because only in this way can we face any emergencies and protect most of the personnel.

In the cold and windy environment of the mountains, Fan Ping and I could only jump on the spot with our feet or smoke and drink.

It was completely dark, and the two of us were almost lying on the ground, because it was too cold, and we were standing for a ride.

When it was on the ground, there was still a hint of heat.

I saw that Fan Ping was still angry with me and ignored me, so I couldn't help but open my mouth first: "Old Fan, there is a reason why I asked you to accompany me to sentry." ”

As soon as Fan Ping heard this, he turned his head to look at me suspiciously, and motioned for me to continue.

When I chatted with Fan Ping, I went along with the things I encountered, in fact, it was just a pastime, and there was no reason for it at all.

About the early hours of the morning, Fan Ping was so fooled by me that he couldn't bear it, and asked me to watch it first, and he squinted for a while.

I paused and agreed, and said, "If Uncle Biao comes, I'll call you." ”

Fan Ping smiled knowingly.

It's just that within an hour, Fan Ping, who was lying on the ground, jumped up, looked at me blankly, and then said suddenly: "There is a situation!" ”

I told him not to be blind Bibi, are you oversleeping or sleepwalking?

Before I could finish speaking, Fan Ping told me to stop, put his ear to the stone again, and shouted: "There is indeed a situation!" ”

I calmed down and put my ear close to the stone, only to realize that what Fan Ping said was true, there was indeed a situation, and there was a lot of movement.

The sound was indescribable, like the loud rumble of a car in the middle of a valley, but when we looked up, we couldn't find the source or direction of the sound.

And the rumbling sound is very deep, getting closer and closer, to exaggerate, it is like a convoy about to drive to us, deafening!

At this time, Fan Ping actually screamed out loud.

Immediately, Uncle Biao and Xiao Liu ran over and asked with serious expressions, "What's the situation?" ”