readx;? He knew where he was now: not to mention burying so many bodies, it was a luxury to want to bury the remains of these comrades--God knows when the reinforcements of the enemy cavalry will return. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info If it does, it's over.

Therefore, when he decided to continue the Long March, even if it was one person, to find a large army, he could only harden his heart and ignore it.

First treated the wound on his left calf with his first aid kit, and then, using a rifle he found as a crutch, he collected resources on the battlefield little by little, and the result was really good: the Red Army soldiers collected twenty or thirty pounds of food, the enemy also took thirteen cans, three water bottles filled with water, and twelve packs of cigarettes (scattered cigarettes were collected together),...... As luck would have it, a Browning pistol and two magazines (one in the pistol itself also had one in it) found on the body of what looked like it was supposed to be an enemy commander...... There are many other items, such as raincoats, first aid kits, etc.

Zhang Qingshan was a little reluctant to these things, especially food, but he also knew his current situation, so he ate a lot - at least this meal would be enough to withstand a day's hunger. At the same time, in order to prevent the enemy cavalry from returning at any time, he could only eat next to a pile of corpses.

Eating in this kind of bloody smell and miserable scene, if you are an ordinary person, I am afraid that you will vomit when you drink water, but Zhang Qingshan is looking at the sky while eating and drinking, because although he can stand this bloody pungent smell, the tragic scene in front of him makes him feel extremely heavy.

After eating a full meal, touching his somewhat swollen belly, burping, and taking two more sips of water, he felt that this meal could last until tomorrow morning.

Throwing away the kettle, holding a wooden stick, he stood up and limped towards a large bag that had been packed more than 20 meters away.

Carrying the burden on his shoulders, he looked around, sighed, and in the end, instead of following the passage in the valley, he walked directly to the mountain.

When a person is unlucky, it is the turning point.

No, because of the inconvenience of his legs and feet, and carrying dozens of pounds of things, it took him a full hour and a half just to climb such a big hill, and the tired Zhang Qingshan gasped for breath. More importantly, this tiredness is not only a physical burden, but also a huge blow to his psyche. So much so that when he reached the top of the mountain, instead of his joy at overcoming the hillside, he had some despair: the climb of such a hill was so hard, and the next more difficult journey would not be even more difficult? So much so that his previous confidence in the victory of walking out of the meadow was shaken, and he even thought in his mind: it is better to die here than this, and to avoid the following sins.

With this thought, he had just climbed to the top of the mountain, and he threw away his ambitions, and without looking at the situation around him, he took out a pack of cigarettes, smoked one, and lit a match that he had not found with great difficulty and was not wet.

He took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked around...... The next moment, he froze, followed by a happy face, and finally grinned: God really likes to joke, Lao Tzu has plans to die here, but you have made me see the hope of victory again - one or two hundred meters, there are two horses grazing there with their heads bowed. It's not a joke from God, what else could it be?

The most important thing is that if it were two wild horses, maybe Zhang Qingshan would be even more desperate, not to mention that Zhang Qingshan was injured at this time, even if he was not injured, he would not be able to catch the two wild horses, but there was more hope of killing them to eat meat. But precisely because these two horses are saddled, they are definitely war horses, which makes Zhang Qingshan overjoyed: war horses are not afraid of people, and they are very obedient. More importantly, whether it is the Red Army or the National Army, the training of war horses is almost the same, which is easier to obtain. The road to heaven and earth!

Zhang Qingshan limped over.

When they were a hundred meters away from the two war horses, probably because they were upwind and had excellent eyesight, the two war horses looked up, sneezed, and continued to graze without any indication.

When he was still about fifty meters away from the two war horses, the two war horses looked up at him, and the black and white war horse on the left moved its hooves a little crampedly, and took two steps back, but the pure black war horse began to bow its head and graze again.

"Huh~!"

Seeing this, Zhang Qingshan put his right index finger into his mouth and blew a loud whistle.

Sure enough, everyone trains their horses in the same way.

The two horses heard the whistle and looked up at the same time. Seeing Zhang Qingshan continue to walk over, the black war horse shook his head, sneezed, and walked towards Zhang Qingshan, and the other war horse also slowly followed.

Touching the nose bone of this war horse, and touching that one, Zhang Qingshan smiled happily: Now, not only do I not have to worry about those good things to take away, but I don't have to worry about the problem of hurrying, and the most important thing is that I have company. Although they can't speak, it's a hundred times better than walking alone—people who haven't tried to be lonely can't realize how much of a blow loneliness can cause to a lonely person in an open and endless place, and how much to test one's willpower. This kind of loneliness and loneliness, over time, can even make people commit suicide in despair.

Go back to the Swallow's Mouth Valley again, and bring everything you have collected earlier - the weapon can only bring a light machine gun and a dozen magazines (no way, the light machine gun is a long-range attack weapon, and the pistol is a melee combat, and the two should work together.) As for the rifle, to be honest, in the face of numerous enemies, it is really inferior to the light machine gun, although the light machine gun is a little heavier, but there is not another horse camel). Because Zhang Qingshan knows how difficult the next road will be, the more things that can be used, the better, especially food.

Riding a horse, leading another horse, and determining the general direction with a compass, Zhang Qingshan, who was in a good mood, hurried happily.

When you are in a good mood, you will clamp the horse's belly, speed up the trip, and when you are in a bad mood, you will trust the horse, anyway, as long as the direction is right. They wanted to talk, but they couldn't sing, which made Zhang Qingshan a little aggrieved, but the horses were not good listeners, although they obviously didn't know what Zhang Qingshan was muttering.

During this period, Zhang Qingshan was both worried and looking forward to who he would meet for the first time: what he hoped was that he could meet his comrades-in-arms, so that his soul and combat effectiveness would be greatly improved; what he was worried about was that he would encounter the enemy's stragglers or horse bandits, in which case, his life would be in danger.

For this reason, Zhang Qingshan also tried his best to take precautions: not to mention that the bullets of the pistol were full, even one of the grenades on his body was thrown with a cover, so that once he touched the enemy, if he couldn't resist, he would die with the enemy. Moreover, he tried not to walk on the flat ground, and every time he wanted to reach the top of the mountain, he would secretly climb up and observe around with a telescope: except for some ditches on the plain where people could be hidden and ambushed, it was clear at a glance, and he did not observe the surrounding environment at a high place.

In order not to run into the enemy, or to be discovered by the enemy, he had to take the route of day and night. The most detailed part of his heart is the five torches he prepared along the way, mainly to prevent wolves: there are many wolves on the grassland, and if they are surrounded at night, they can only use torches to protect themselves and shoot with machine guns, otherwise, they will be doomed.

Otherwise, luck can't stop it: Zhang Qingshan didn't even meet the enemy along the way, but he didn't even encounter a wolf. However, I encountered a few corpses, both friend and foe, and there was no other practical meaning except to prove that I had taken the right route.

After walking for three days and two nights, by the evening of the third day, Zhang Qingshan had no hope of finding his lone comrades. But at this time, God played a joke with him again.

I don't know whether to be glad that he didn't meet the enemy, or whether he should be lost and didn't see his comrades, anyway, he was in a somewhat complicated mood, and as usual, he rode to the top of a small mountain. Just when there were still five or six meters from the top of the mountain, suddenly!

"Stop! ”

Zhang Qingshan's first reaction was to look at the other party, although he saw that the other party was wearing the military uniform of the Red Second Front Army (at that time, not to mention that the Red Army had a unified military uniform, even if it was a regiment, there was no unified uniform, and even some Red Army soldiers were wearing civilian clothes of ordinary people. If you want to determine the other party, you can only look at the military hat, because the military hat of all sides of the army is unified, for example, the military hat of the Red Second Front Army at that time was hexagonal), but his second reaction was to look left and right, and the third reaction was to look at the other party again, and then, laughing.

He didn't raise his hand, but laughed: there were six guys in the hats of the Red Second Front in front of him, four of them were holding rifles, one was holding a broadsword, and the other was holding a box cannon, and they were watching him vigilantly. However, it can be seen from their faces that these people have obviously fallen behind or been scattered. Because some of them still had blood on their faces, and some of them didn't even have their military caps.

"Several comrades, they are all their own people, please don't get me wrong. Having said that, his right hand was placed seemingly casually on the grenade on his right waist, grabbing the lead of the grenade without a lid.

At this time, it is necessary to be wary of each other: in case you are a spy in the uniform of our army?

However, Zhang Qingshan opened his mouth and called comrade, which made the other party's vigilant heart relax a little, although he was still holding a gun at him, but seeing the movement of his right hand, the person with the big knife was about to open his mouth, but was stopped by the person with the box cannon next to him.

Then, the man with the box cannon asked: "I am from the Red Fourth Front, which one are you?"

Zhang Qingshan stared at the other party's eyes carefully, and saw that the other party's smile was a little more vigilant, and immediately understood that the other party was testing himself, and deliberately said that it was from the Four Fronts.

He pointed to his hat with his left hand and smiled, "Where do you say I am?"

As soon as he heard this, the man with the box of cannons put away his gun and said with a smile: "Sure enough, they are all from the Second Front Army, and they are their own comrades." ”

As mentioned above, the cap of each army is the same, and there is a trick here, or an open secret in the Red Army: it can be seen by referring to the military cap. And it is very likely that he can take the initiative to say it, it is his comrade, so when the other party saw Zhang Qingshan asking so rhetorically, he believed Zhang Qingshan a little.

Of course, this is only preliminary, and there will be tips for recognizing each other......