In the early morning, the mist that has not yet dissipated shrouded all directions, and the whole Fuyun seemed to be soaked in clouds. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Near the gas station, weary rescuers weave through the fog, no time to care about their fog-soaked clothes.

There was a faint roar of the engine in the distance, but no one took a second look, and after a while, an armored car with no machine gun on the roof was parked on the edge of the battlefield, the back door creaked open, and Long Jianguo, who had not slept all night, stepped out of the car with red eyes, sniffed a breath of air containing fog, and a mixed air mixed with water, blood, gunpowder smoke and burnt smell immediately drilled into Long Jianguo's nostrils.

Although he didn't get used to the excessive smell in the air, Long Jianguo still took a few deep breaths greedily, the cool air made his whole person feel much more energetic, and then stretched his arms and moved a few times, stretching his stiff body, the exhaustion all over his body seemed to dissipate most of it, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration.

Several armored vehicles were parked nearby, and the sentries on duty saw Long Jianguo and hurriedly stood up and saluted.

Long Jianguo waved his hand: "Where is 012?" ”

The sentry hesitated for a moment, then looked back at the armored vehicles that were parked everywhere, and looked embarrassed.

"Battalion commander, I'll look for it now."

"No need." Long Jianguo refused, "You continue, I'll go by myself." ”

"Yes!"

The armored car was a bunch of left and right, in the mist, no matter how good his eyes were, he couldn't see the number on the armored car, Long Jianguo took the communication soldier with the radio on his back, and walked from the west side of the battlefield to the east of the gas station, only to find the No. 012 armored car in an inconspicuous corner.

Long Jianguo smiled: "This kid is quite good at hiding." With that, he stepped up and walked to the rear of the car while patting the roof of the car, and the bang immediately woke up several people in the car.

"Who?" Ye Han, who was not yet awake, asked loudly.

His voice was too loud, and the sleeping boy looked aggrieved, and the girl who had just woken up glared at him with dissatisfaction.

"Me!" Long Jianguo roared, and the roar spread far away in the relatively quiet morning, causing many strange eyes.

Long Jianguo, who walked to the back of the car, twisted open the rear door, and wanted to drill into the car, but before he could lift his feet, he met the girl's beautiful eyes that widened in surprise.

Long Jianguo was petrified instantly, looked at the girl in the sleeping bag and the boy in her arms, and then looked up at Ye Han in the depths of the carriage, his eyes were blank: "What's the situation?" ”

Golden car Tibetan Jiao? What are you kidding, there are several people in the car!

Ye Han yawned: "I saved it yesterday." He walked to the back of the car.

The space in the car was narrow, the girl and the boy were lying on the ground, occupying a lot of space, and Ye Han had to be careful with every step so as not to step on the two people on the ground.

However, he inadvertently stepped over the girl's lap, which immediately aroused the girl's strong dissatisfaction, and his eyes stared at Ye Han's back like sharp arrows.

Ye Han was unaware of the girl's anger, and closed the car door casually, immediately cutting off the girl's sight.

Long Jianguo looked Ye Han up and down a few times with a smile: "I can't see it, you're quite good at saving it, didn't you pick your eyes?" ”

Ye Han was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it, he understood what Long Jianguo meant, and he didn't laugh: "What do you think, this is a collision, the black light is blinding, I just want to pick, someone on the street has to let me choose, right?" No, you didn't let me sleep early in the morning, just for this? ”

Probably because of the relationship between Long Jianguo and Ye Han into the army, the relationship between Ye Han and Long Jianguo is a little strange, not like an ordinary superior, but like a friend at first sight. However, both of them have a clear distinction between public and private, and they have always been meticulous in business, but they are very casual in private.

", how is that possible!" Long Jianguo took out a pack of cigarettes and compared them to Ye Han, "Come on." ”

Ye Han hesitated for a moment, twisted one between his fingers, lit it and carefully took a sip, choking and coughing, the trachea in his lungs smoked like a blocked sewer, he had never felt where his trachea was so clearly.

Ye Han's embarrassment made Long Jianguo laugh, and asked with a smile without sympathy: "The first time? ”

Ye Han frowned and looked at the cigarette that was still half left: "I really don't understand, what is there to smoke about this thing!" ”

"Smoke a few more times and you'll understand." Long Jianguo took a hard sip and said.

"Forget it, I'd rather not understand." Ye Han thanked Bumin.

Long Jianguo spat out a smoke ring: "Are you tired?"

Ye Han took another sip and coughed a few more times, but this time he felt much better, and even the exhaustion in his body seemed to be reduced: "It's okay, I finally survived, it's much better than them." ”

His gaze fell on the five neatly arranged body bags on the side.

Although the vast majority of the reservists were officers and men on active duty, in the face of such a tragic battlefield, there were still many people who were emotionally out of control, and the total number of people in the company who could carry out the work of convergence was less than a platoon, and after a series of ideological work, only two-thirds of the soldiers could barely face the victims, and one-third were still wavering.

The five body bags, belonging to the crew of armored car No. 122, were the only five of them killed in the battalion in the battle last night, two of them due to a violent blow to the head, and the other three were due to excessive blood loss.

Long Jianguo let out a column of smoke: "This is war. ”

"yes, it's war." Ye Han brought the cigarette to his mouth, and the rising smoke swayed in front of his eyes.

War is always accompanied by bloody deaths, that is, there are civilians with surnames, and there is no shortage of iron-clad soldiers, the sacrifices may be plain or vigorous, and all the victims will eventually only turn into a name on the monument, and even a name cannot be left.

There was another violent cough, and Ye Han threw away the cigarette butt hatefully: "Forget it, I can't enjoy this thing." ”

Long Jianguo smiled reluctantly: "It's okay if you don't smoke, you can't quit like me." ”

The mist dispersed slightly, the scene in the distance was a little clearer, and the low engine roared through the mist, Ye Han couldn't help but be stunned: "What is it?" ”

The roar of the engine in the distance was low and powerful, obviously a diesel engine, but it didn't sound like the equipment in the battalion.

Long Jianguo said: "Bulldozer, or excavator, anyway, construction machinery, the headquarters got it to transport the corpses...... Cockroach carcasses. ”

"Oh!" Ye Han nodded, and looked around, "For our night, there are not a thousand but eight hundred cockroaches killed, right?" ”

"Preliminary statistics, one thousand and a few points, only a little more."

Ye Han's eyes lit up: "So many? Kill all the cockroaches, right? "Fuyun is so big, can the sewer be long?