At this time, the sky was overcast and there was not a hint of wind. The air seemed to freeze. The Japanese soldier stopped a dozen meters from the trench, where he lay down, holding a gun in one hand and feeling a small stone on the ground with the other, and threw it towards the side of the trench. The stone fell on the body of a Chinese soldier, who remained motionless. The rest of the Chinese soldiers were also motionless. The Japanese soldiers stood up and walked to the trench with their guns in hand. He was astonished to find that there was not a single living person in the trench of the position, but only more than thirty corpses, lying on the edge of the trench, still holding guns in their hands, as if ready to shoot at the invading enemy.

Verse 48: Chapter 8 The Mist

The Japanese soldier was about to signal Itada when suddenly a bullet flew over and hit the Japanese soldier in the eyebrows. The Japanese soldier fell. Itada saw him fall through the binoculars when a fog suddenly rose from the top of the mountain. Itada couldn't see anything, and he was taken aback by the strange rising mist. The fog quickly spread towards the jungle where Itada was hiding, and finally enveloped them. The mist has been spreading in the jungle of the plum blossom tip until it fills the entire plum blossom tip. In the thick fog, Itada couldn't see clearly a few meters away, and at this moment, a bullet flew from somewhere, hitting the head of a soldier next to Itata, who fell sullenly at Itada's feet. Itada panicked and hurriedly asked the soldiers to hide. He thought that when the fog cleared, he would find a way to rush to the top of the mountain. Itada never thought that the fog did not disperse at night, and it never dispersed again. Fears followed. Itada sensed danger, and they were unusually unfamiliar with the jungle at the tip of the plum blossom. In the dark, they lost their way. Itada led the soldiers around the jungle and soon became dizzy. He was worried that the squad he led would soon be wiped out by the Chinese soldiers, and even if they were not wiped out, the potential danger in the jungle was also threatening them. Itada could only hope that after dawn, if the fog cleared, he might be able to lead his soldiers out of the eerie jungle at the tip of the plum blossoms. What he never imagined was that his idea would never come true. They camped among several large pine trees and strengthened their vigilance. Itada sat anxiously under a tree. At this time, a soldier lit a cigarette. When Itada saw the cigarette butt that was extinguished, he immediately thought of the bullet that flew from somewhere, and he was about to ask the soldier to extinguish the cigarette butt, when he heard a "bang-" sound, and the bullet passed through the heavy fog and shot into the soldier's mouth, and the cigarette butt was also smashed. The hearts of Itada and the soldiers lifted. They simply can't do anything with the man who shot the gun. No one knows if it was a human or a ghost who shot it. Itada clearly saw that there was not a single living person in the trench of the position, who fired these bullets? If there had been a large force of Chinese troops, they would have surrounded them long ago and annihilated them; Even if there are still a small number of troops left, they will not choose such a method of fighting alone, releasing cold guns in the dark. Fear gripped their souls. Who will die next? It seemed that there was no way to stay in the camp, and Itada ordered the soldiers to move. Where are they going? Where is the safe place? Itada and his soldiers cautiously groped their way through the dark jungle, fearing that the bullets would suddenly come and hit them with every step they took. The Plum Blossom Tip Jungle is like a huge and terrifying tomb at this time, and they will be buried at any time. Itada saw the fire. Yes, it was a firelight. It was as if a man was moving slowly through the jungle with a torch. Itada's eyes were also on fire. Is this the one who shot in the dark? He really wanted to catch this man and see if this man had three eyes and could accurately shoot his soldiers in the dark. The torch was moving a dozen meters away from them. Itada muttered a few times to the soldiers, and the three soldiers scattered around the torches. The sound of wheezing spread in the thick fog. Itada heard the voice, and the three soldiers heard it too, and the sound made them panic. The three soldiers saw that the torches suddenly stopped moving. As they approached the torches, they saw that the torches were placed on the branches of a tree, and there was not a single ghost under the tree, while the three soldiers were exposed to the firelight. Of the three soldiers, one of them is Yataro. They all sensed something was wrong. Yataro hurriedly fell to the ground and buried his head in the grass. The other soldier also fell to his stomach in a hurry. Another soldier hesitated for a moment, and was hit by a bullet flying in the darkness, and fell to the ground, unable to get up again. Itada, who was hiding behind, rolled his eyes in anger and gritted his teeth. He thought that if he caught this person, whether he was a human or a ghost, he would have to break his body into pieces. But how could he catch this man? Their own fate is not yet known in whose hands. The torch flickered a few times in the thick fog, and a few wisps of black smoke came out, and then it was extinguished. The jungle was plunged into darkness again. Itada felt that this place really couldn't stay for long, so he continued to grope in the jungle with his soldiers. In fact, Itada didn't know where the end of the jungle was.

Verse 49: Chapter 8: The Mist

They have long since lost their way. Itada's compass also lost its effect. Itada had no choice but to wait until dawn. He sat against a large tree, closed his eyes, and held a pistol tightly in his hand. The soldiers were on guard around Itada, not daring to be sloppy in the slightest. A daring Japanese soldier quietly left them and groped into the jungle alone. He felt the man hibernating very close to them. The Japanese soldiers heard the singing as they walked. It was a woman's singing, and he couldn't understand what the woman was singing, but his animality was stimulated by the woman's singing. The Japanese soldier groped in the direction of the song. The Japanese soldier thought that maybe it was the singing woman who shot at them, and that he must capture her tonight...... The Japanese soldier felt that he was soon approaching the song. Yes, the song became so real that it seemed to ring in his ears. The Japanese soldier tiptoed over. He couldn't see anything clearly, but he could smell the distinctive smell emanating from the woman's body. The woman's singing voice suddenly disappeared. The Japanese soldier felt that the woman was right in front of his eyes, at most just over a meter away, and he heard the woman's breathing. He stopped. Did he shoot, or did he pounce and catch her? Time does not allow him to think too much, what if the other party shoots first? The woman didn't seem to notice him, for the song began again, and she sang so calmly that she didn't feel the danger at all. The Japanese soldier smirked silently in the darkness, and he carried his gun diagonally behind his back. Then, like a wolf, he pounced on the woman! The Japanese soldiers did not pounce on the woman. He fell into a deep trap. Before the Japanese soldiers could scream, several large rocks fell from the top of the trap...... 37. The chattering Yataro talks in the dark and compares hand bones. Zhong Fei couldn't see clearly what he looked like when he compared the hand bones, he could still feel the wind that came out when he drew the hand bones in the daz, and the cool wind made Zhong Fei shiver constantly. He wanted to say to Yataro: "You get out of the way, I don't want to hear what you say, I already know what you said, aren't you carved on the stone wall!" You abominable skeleton, get out of here!" However, he couldn't speak, and it was like a sticky mass in his throat, and he couldn't spit it out, and he couldn't swallow it. Zhong Fei suddenly heard a shout. A lot of people are shouting. He couldn't make out whose names they were calling. But he understood that it must be someone from Phoenix Village who had come up to the mountains to find them. Zhong Fei tried hard to sit up, but his body was as heavy as a boulder. Yataro seemed to hear the shouts as well, and he stopped his ramblings. The cave fell silent, and the shouts from the jungle outside the cave became clearer and clearer. Zhong Fei's heart spontaneously sparked a flame of hope, and he lay there, hoping that those who were looking for it would find this cave, and if he could shout, he would also cry out for help. Zhong Fei's mood is very complicated. Will they be able to find the cave? In fact, those who shouted didn't even know that there was a cave here, and that Zhong Fei was trapped in this terrible cave. Those shouts gradually faded away, and the flame of hope that had finally burned in Zhong Fei's heart was extinguished little by little. After the shouting completely disappeared, the skeleton named Yataro reached out and touched Zhong Fei's red and festering face, and his hand bones slashed across Zhong Fei's face like thorns, and Zhong Fei heard the sound of instigation. Yataro said sadly: "They won't come to save you, they won't!" No one can find this place. You will be here with us, you will die, your blood will be sucked dry by bats, your flesh will rot into mud little by little, and you will become a white skeleton...... Listen to me, I've been a talkative kid since I was a kid, I've been here for years, and no one listens to me. I'm suffocated, really suffocated, now, you're here, just listen to me, don't want to go out, you're like us, you'll never be able to leave here......" Zhong Fei couldn't hold back his breath and passed out. The skeleton named Yataro was still babbling about his story, whether Chung Fei wanted to listen to it or not. It's dawn. When Itada took the roll call, he found that there was one person missing, in fact, last night, everyone heard the woman's singing, and no one thought that the soldier would be lured by the song and die in a trap not far from them. Itada and his men followed the soldier's footsteps in the thick fog to find the trap. When they got the soldier up, they found that his head had been stoned to pieces, and his brain was bleeding out, and it had clotted with blood...... Itata's face was gloomy, and two words popped out between his teeth: "Eight grids!" The others looked at each other, and no one spoke. Itata's squad had not yet really engaged the Chinese army before four soldiers had died. Itada was hateful and anxious in his heart, this damn fog was still so thick that it couldn't be dispersed, and it was getting thicker and thicker.

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During the day, it is much better than in the night. At the very least, everyone can see each other's faces, as long as they don't go too far. There was a smell of gunsmoke in the thick fog. Itada walked cautiously through the jungle with his soldiers. They walked in one direction by feeling, and Itada thought that if they kept going in this direction, they could reach the end of the jungle. Suddenly, they heard the sound of intense gunfire. Could it be that their troops are attacking the peak of the plum blossom tip again? But the pinnacle of the plum blossom tip is the corpse of Chinese soldiers, what kind of army are they fighting against? Itada was puzzled. Just yesterday, Itada wanted to report the situation of the plum blossom spire to the commander of the wing, but their walkie-talkie was out of order, and they couldn't get in touch with the wing, and the walkie-talkie made a rustling sound when it was adjusted to any frequency that could be contacted, and no matter how they called, they just couldn't reach each other.