The silly boy tilted his head sideways, lying motionless in the mud puddle, although the mud on his body was not thick, and there was a gap near his nostrils and mouth to breathe, he still felt heavy, as if he was crushed to the bottom of the mountain. I felt the sound of footsteps, like a dozen, getting closer and closer, accompanied by the chirping of birds, which made the silly boy's heart involuntarily lift, as if it was mentioned in his throat, and even breathing became more difficult, and he forgot the disgusting smell of mud.

Smack - the sound of Zhongzheng rifle shooting came from the river.

Poof—a muffled grunt, followed by the sound of a body rolling down from above.

This was followed by the sound of a three-eight big cover and the sound of scattered footsteps getting closer and closer. The silly boy felt that a pair of boots seemed to be standing beside him, less than a foot away, maybe half a foot, maybe ...... Guanyin Bodhisattva, I am just a little beggar, I have never shot a gun, let alone killed anyone......

There was nothing to be seen on the dark river, and there was no sign of anyone in the river after a shot was fired. Maybe he was shot indiscriminately and died in the river, or maybe he drifted downstream along the river. A dozen devils stood by the muddy river, hesitated for a while, and finally moved their feet, followed the river to the downstream wharf, joined the attack, and disappeared into the night.

The sound of gunfire in Victory Harbor continued, and the footsteps around him had disappeared for a long time. Zhao Yong finally couldn't stand the smell of his nose, struggled to straighten his head, looked at the dark surroundings, and said in a low voice: "The devil is gone." Then he shook off the dirt and crawled out of the pit.

The big man and the stupid boy also squirmed, moved out of the mud pit, and gasped for breath, and Zhao Yong, who came out first, suddenly grabbed his rifle in a panic and aimed at Jiangli.

"Don't panic, it's me!"

First, a low voice came from the water, and then a black shadow slowly waded over in the water, it was Hu Yi.

Zhao Yong put down the gun: "I said Chief Hu, you scared me to death, I thought you were ...... It's just like you're back, let's go. ”

Hu Yi shivered and went ashore. The water was too cold, and his face was blue, but he couldn't see it in the night. "First go upstream along the river, bypass the devils, and then turn north. Well, what about the platoon commander?"

Zhao Yong turned his head: "Platoon commander, platoon commander, hurry out and leave." ”

After shouting a few times, I didn't see any movement in the pit, did I fall asleep? The big man returned to the pit with questions, touched the platoon commander's arm, and dragged it, but there was no response, and he couldn't help but be stunned on the spot: "Platoon commander! What's wrong with you?"

Hu Yi immediately came down and pulled Wang Lao out of the mud, but Wang Lao had already become a cold corpse.

Hu Yi's heart was cold, could it be that he buried it too thickly when he buried it? With all his strength, he dragged Wang Lao's body out of the pit, placed it on the ground, and stretched out his hand to carefully search the corpse with the stunned expressions of the three people. Finally, when he touched his back, Hu Yi's fingers touched a clear bullet hole, and there was no more blood flowing out.

Wang Lao slashed to death, and when he ran from the bunker to the river, a stray bullet hit him in the back, and he knew it. But he was afraid, afraid that he would really die once he stopped, and he hoped that he could continue to live, maybe it was just a bruise, maybe it wasn't a vital thing. He continued to run, running with all his might, until he fell into the mud puddle, and then he seemed to have no strength at all. Maybe I'm just sleepy, take a rest in this pit, and when I wake up, maybe the devil of the dog day will be gone, maybe I can evacuate with the 1O7 Division and leave this ghost place.

Hu Yi, Zhao Yong, the big man and the silly boy numbly put Wang Lao back into the mud pit and buried it hastily in the dark. Contrary to his wishes, Wang Laojiao failed to get a good feng shui, let alone buried on the sunny hill, he could only lie on the bank of the dark, cold, damp, and muddy Huangpu River, listening to the river flowing slowly in a foreign land, flowing to the crying Shanghai, flowing to the vast......

The dew condensed into drops, and it was almost dawn. The gunfire on the other side of the port had long since stopped, and now the devils had probably begun to unload their baggage on the docks.

Hu Yi lay down on a pile of wild grass under the mound, held the gun in his arms, wiped the dirty and wet palm on the placket, and then took out the pocket watch from his pocket, pressed the button, clicked - in the crisp sound, the case bounced lightly. The light was still very dim, and he couldn't see the dial clearly, but he could only feel the precise rhythm of ticking in the palm of his hand, and the regular and rhythmic very slight tremor made Hu Yi feel very comfortable, like a kind of magic, which could calm the waves in his heart and return to tranquility.

A dark figure crept quietly out of the dark grass, it was a big one.

"Brother Hu, I've looked at the other two sides carefully, there are more than this side, and I definitely won't be able to get by. ”

Hu Yi closed his pocket watch and held it in the palm of his hand. He nodded and didn't speak.

Zhao Yong leaned over and whispered: "It's going to be dawn soon, it's been so long, and I haven't seen those devils in front of me, we can't wait any longer." If you want me to say let's hurry back to the riverside along the same road, and hide it first. ”

The four of them crossed the devil's line of attack along the river, approached the devil's crossing point on the west side, and then crawled north under the cover of night.

Because the battle in the eastern side of the port of victory was over, a battlefield patrol squad of the devils, with thirteen people, stopped on the route of Hu Yi's departure, lit a bonfire, and rested in place.

From where Hu Yi and the others stopped, they could enter the woods about 200 meters to the north, and it was not difficult to sneak out of the range of the devils under the cover of the trees. Now blocked by these thirteen devils, I had to stop and wait, hoping that they would leave. Hu Yi asked the big man to observe on both sides to see if there were any loopholes that could allow the four people to slip through, and now that the big man was back, the news he brought was disappointing.

"Can't go back to the river. As soon as the morning dawns, there will be more devils crossing the river, and when the time comes, it will be difficult to find out that the banks of the river will be full of devils, so how can they hide in broad daylight? Even if they can avoid the daytime, at night, the devils' battle line will advance farther north, and how can they run?"

Zhao Yong listened to Hu Yi's words and was silent.

The big man took a deep breath and looked solemn: "Brother Hu, we have urinated on thousands of pots and buckets, and it's not bad for this last trembling." Let's rush to the damn thing! Rush over to tell fortunes, and if you can't rush over, you deserve it. Confessed. ”

Hu Yi looked at the big burly figure and didn't speak. This is a good soldier, strong, determined, simple, if he still has the opportunity to continue to experience on the battlefield, he will eventually excel and become the best soldier. Over the king's old pick, over himself. Yes, often at the end of the day, the simplest and most direct way may be the best way, Hu Yi made up his mind before this dark dawn.

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