Shu Liang glanced back at the three people who followed him, with tears in his eyes, the submachine gun in his hand was on the ground, and blood kept flowing down his cheeks. When one leg was passing through the minefield, it was dislocated by the air wave of the mine, and the two fingers of the left hand were blown off, and the shrapnel passed through the back of the waist, leaving a one-foot-long blood groove.

Although the sneak attack on Ganzigou failed, Shu Liang did not have the slightest frustration on his face, and the only thing that worried him was the 397 soldiers who went missing.

A sudden sandstorm completely disrupted the operational deployment, and the operation was not a complete failure, and the opponent was also attacked by the sandstorm, and the loss was no less than that of Shu Liang, and it was expected that within two or three months, it would be difficult for the opponent to organize an effective attack.

This qiē is because of the abundant coal mines in Hacheng, banknotes have long become a piece of waste paper, gold, silver and other metal currencies have also lost their value, and the items traded by the two sides are limited to grain, white crystal, and genetic medicines, and there is only one way left to plunder by force.

In order to compete for coal resources, the rebels entrenched in Wucheng have launched one battle after another against the coal mines in Hacheng, and the two sides have developed from a skirmish of more than a dozen people to a large melee of thousands of people, and it is no longer known how many people died in the battle for coal mines, and God knows how long this war will last.

This is a battle that cannot be opened, and both sides of the war are regular troops, and they have to tear their faces and compete for resources for their own interests.

"Battalion commander, what should we do now?" it was the reconnaissance platoon Huzi who spoke, and a deep wound on his childish little face hung on his bones, adding a bit of the strength of a soldier.

"Where are we now?"

Huzi flipped through the military map, compared it with his hand, and said against the surrounding scenery: "Battalion commander, this place should not be far from the Lihua Coal Mine, or I will go and investigate."

Shu Liang looked at the gray sky and said, "Give you an hour, go and come back quickly."

"Yes!" Huzi turned and ran towards the nearest hill.

"Lihua Coal Mine!" Shu Liang unfolded a topographic map of Hacheng in his mind, discerned the direction, and ordered the two soldiers beside him: "You fan to the east to search the three-kilometer range, look for the missing survivors, don't get close to the minefield, go and return quickly!"

As the fighting between the two sides for the coal mine escalated, the two sides laid a 20-kilometer-long and 500-meter-wide minefield in the Ganzigou area, which blocked the possibility of continued large-scale clashes between the two sides. However, just a few days ago, an informant secretly reported that the opponent had secretly deployed 3,000 troops in the Ganzigou area, and a large number of minesweepers appeared on the other side of the minefield, and a large-scale conflict was about to break out.

In order to contain the opponent's possible attack, the Hacheng side decided that Shu Liang would lead a 400-man squad into the opponent's position and destroy the opponent's minesweeper.

The operation began extremely smoothly, the opponent did not notice that Shu Liang and the sneak attack troops suddenly appeared in their positions, and after successfully blowing up fourteen minesweepers, Shu Liang led the troops to begin to retreat. At this moment, a sandstorm without any warning suddenly attacked Shu Liang's army and the opponent's army that was catching up, and both sides lost their way in the sandstorm and broke into the minefield planted by both sides.

The sandstorm was so ferocious that the visibility was reduced to zero even if the opposing sides stood face to face.

The two sides had to cease hostilities and pull each other together and lie on the ground, waiting for the sandstorm to pass.

Since the beginning of the catastrophe, this is the fourteenth sandstorm that Shu Liang has encountered, and compared with the previous thirteen sandstorms, this sandstorm is even more violent. It lasted longer, and when the sandstorm subsided, Shu Liang found that he had been buried in the ground by more than a foot of sand, and there were less than thirty or forty people left around, and the person hiding in the sand pit with him turned out to be his former opponent.

Under the rational control of both sides, while the sandstorm weakened, they began to slowly disengage "politely".

Perhaps the two sides were so nervous that someone detonated a mine during the disengagement, and a friction inevitably occurred. Shu Liang led more than a dozen soldiers to fight and retreat, and in the panic, someone detonated the underground mine, and Shu Liang was injured at that time.

No one knows where the rest of the comrades-in-arms are, whether they are dead or alive, whether they can get out of the minefield safely, and how many people will return to Hacheng alive in the end, it is unknown.

"Damn sandstorm", Shu Liang did not resent his opponent, but gave a hatred to the unpredictable sandstorm, he didn't understand why the sandstorm became more and more frequent, each one more violent. The abnormal climate has caused many soldiers to disappear and die, "this battle can no longer be fought", there have been fourteen sandstorms in only half a year, I don't know if there will be more sandstorms in the upcoming dry autumn.

Shu Liang leaned against a rock, covering the wound that was still bleeding in a faint pain, thinking of his two-year-old son in his mind, thinking of his son's innocent smile, the pain on his body was not so intense.

"Battalion commander, the investigation is clear, the Lihua Coal Mine is less than ten miles away from here!"

I don't know when, Huzi, who went out to investigate, appeared in front of Shu Liang, he struggled to hold on to the rock and stood up and looked around, the warriors searching for survivors had returned, and there were more than a dozen wounded warriors around him, some of them were leaning against trees, some were lying on the bare loess, with a painful look on their faces, but they all gritted their teeth and did not make a sound.

"Target Ewha Coal Mine, go!"

The sky gradually darkened, and there were still traces of sandstorms on the ground, and the trees the thickness of the bowl were uprooted, and the air was filled with invisible dust, and the mouth felt like swallowing a handful of sand.

The surviving fighters were all gray, the camouflage uniforms lost their camouflage effect, and the soldiers with broken hands supported their comrades with broken legs, snuggled up to each other, and staggered forward.

The Ewha Coal Mine is the closest minefield to the minefield, and a company of soldiers has been stationed for a long time, and now Shu Liang is leading the surviving soldiers to the Ewha Coal Mine, where they can only be treated and recuperate.

"Phew!" Shu Liang spit out a mouthful of sand and dust, and was helped forward by Huzi, this operation did not fail, but then he may lose the opportunity to lead the troops, the cruel infighting is no less bloody than the battlefield, this is the end of the world, for the sake of a warm little family, for his wife, and for his two-year-old son, he can't return to Hacheng now.