Last night, after dark, the eight roads really ran, the devil lieutenant guessed that the eight roads would follow the direction of the water, regardless of the exhaustion of the soldiers, the morale was low, and they did not retreat, and ran to the Qingquan Valley overnight.

Run, let you run! Yesterday I played the imperial army for a day, thinking that a pat on the ass would be the end of it? This is a war, not a game, I just like the thrill of conquest! Let's face it, cowards! The devil lieutenant's decent military uniform has been tossed to the point of being as virtuous as Tu Balu, and he still shows a smug smile regardless of it, licking his chapped and pale lips.

"I'm just a grandmother, what did he do?Ah?Is there such a thing?Who stole the little devil and his daughter-in-law?Can you stand up yourself?Don't bother everyone anymore?" Luo Fugui began to curse weakly.

Some people were speechless and some laughed, and the laughter was a helpless bitter smile.

Hu Yi half leaned in a shallow sand pit, tilted his head to look at the devil seven or eight hundred meters away, and didn't even bother to lift the telescope on his chest, which was too heavy.

Qingquan Valley, what a good name, the morale of the soldiers who had just experienced disappointment has now fallen to the bottom, no matter the new recruits and veterans, there is no tension in this situation, they just want to drink water, they don't even have hunger, and no one can eat at all.

I didn't expect this group of devils to be able to catch up here, which is completely beyond Hu Yi's imagination, but it's really ...... Terrible. What the hell is this devil squad leader?

"Squad leader, let's fight. This time, I don't believe how powerful these devils are!" Liu Jianqiang said.

"Brother, let's fight. Long pain is better than short pain, take advantage of the cool morning to save them from the ghost. Maleonn immediately agreed.

"Fight, fight, fight, what kind of virtue is this? Even the old, weak, sick and disabled are not as good, once the fight starts, can they finish the fight? Even the strength to run out will be ruined, who will carry the wounded? How far can they carry it? Grandma, the little devil is going to die, and you two are really willing to accompany them? Win or lose, now the little devil has thrown the gun to you to pick it up, and Lao Tzu doesn't believe that you are willing to carry it! Your own are too heavy, what's the good thing about fighting? Ugly words ahead, except for the girl, Lao Tzu doesn't care about anyone, don't expect the ninth class to carry the stretcher when the time comes!" The only one who said this could only be Luo Fugui.

Shi Cheng and Chen Chong glanced at each other listlessly, and turned to look at the platoon commander silently.

Hu Yi had been looking expressionlessly in the direction of the enemy, and after listening to Luo Fugui's shameless objections, he turned his head and looked at the gravel near the spring for a while, and then he reluctantly left the comfortable sand pit, stood up tiredly, and said hoarsely: "Let's go now, retreat seven hundred meters to the west and stop to rest." ”

"Why retreat 700 meters?" Ma Liang was puzzled.

"If you don't retreat, you have to retreat, otherwise the devils won't give up, their morale is high now!" The rifle slowly tugged on his shoulder, and Hu Yi began to walk west.

There was just a movement on the side of the ninth platoon, and the devils over there immediately interrupted their rest and began to advance in battle formation, seeing that Ma Liang was staring at him, and his morale was high? It seems that he is indeed in good spirits! It is obviously much more energetic than the ninth platoon, and he is even willing to put the formation away, iron man?

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When the dry spring appeared in the eyes of the devils, the sound of sloppy downfall continued to sound, and the last bit of spirit disappeared in an instant, this time I was dead and had no motivation.

The only one who didn't give up was the second lieutenant of the devil, seeing the eight roads in front of him, from yesterday to now, he hated him so much that he was on the verge of collapse. His subordinates lost the last fighting spirit by this dry spring, and he was still unwilling to end here, he felt that this was a shame to be mocked, as long as he could let these eight roads die, even if it was one to one, he would be willing to die together.

These cowards can only run away, they don't dare to fight at all, they are tossed to the point where they are now, it is difficult to fight, they have no fighting spirit, no spirit, no body, and most importantly, there is no water, how can they attack?

It will never end, and if you can't fight, then fight your will and fight to death you cowards with the tenacious spirit of the empire. Resolutely do not retreat, stick to you, stick to the end, stick to the ends of the earth, and see who dies of thirst first!

As a result, neither side moved again, and stayed in this dry valley seven or eight hundred meters apart. And Balu seems to understand the devil's thoughts, and actually no longer withdraws, and accepts this self-harm competition of will, so neither side tries to climb uphill to find shade, because if you do this, the other party will do the same. Since it is more difficult to consume than anyone else, more than self-harm, and more abused than abuse, then bask in the sun, and the result will not come out faster!

The second lieutenant of the devil kept looking at the opposite side carefully with a telescope, there was no vegetation in the dry riverbed valley, the two sides were not far away, and it was basically impossible for someone to sneak away without being discovered. An eight-way person on the opposite side also held a telescope to observe this side in real time, and it seemed that he was also vigilant that the devil secretly sent people out to find reinforcements.

Soga -- Come! Fight to the end! Die! The second lieutenant seemed to burst out of the second spring, swallowing his saliva with difficulty, and finally gave the order to light a fire.

Almost scared the devil soldiers stupid, not to self-harm to this point, right? Understanding the second lieutenant's intentions, he let go of his almost broken heart, he was going to use charcoal to write on a nearby boulder to show the eight roads, to stimulate the law, and at the same time to encourage his own people.

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"Boss Hu, if you don't play like this, are you really talking to the devil? Even if they finish first, will we still have the strength to live when the time comes? Let's keep walking, ah?......? Grandma, why did the sun rise so fast this day, no, no, no, it confuses me......"

"How far do you think you can go with your strength now?" Hu Yi grabbed the binoculars and didn't look back.

"What?"

"How far can you go right now?"

"Forty miles...... It should be able to persevere. Do you want me to go first?"

"Dream on, you, if you want to go, you have to go together. ”

The bear lying in the pit gasped and stopped talking.

After a while, Ma Liang, who was lying crookedly by the stone not far away, asked, "Brother, what are the devils busy with by that big stone?"

"They're ...... Write. ”

"What is written?"

"Victory. ”

The bear coughed dryly when he heard this: "him, grandma, take it, Lao Tzu is really convinced......! Flowers are coming from death...... Ahem...... That one...... Li Xiang, you also find a big stone face and find a way to write a few strokes for Lao Tzu. ”

After a while, the second lieutenant of the devil frowned with the binoculars, and really didn't understand what Balu wrote, so he had to hand the telescope to a subordinate who knew some Chinese, and listened to him say stiffly: "Go-you-mother-of-"

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The sun climbs higher and higher, usually there is wind, but today I don't know what evil I have fallen into, and the blades of grass don't move, does God follow the jokes?

The two groups of people in the valley wilted like stones, fell asleep again and again, and were awakened by thirst again and again, lying on dry ground, like two large corpses after a battle.

Seriously experiencing his state, Hu Yi felt that it was almost over, changed to lying down, was so shaken by the sun in the sky that he couldn't open his eyes, swallowed saliva with the pain in his throat, and said hoarsely: "The rest is over...... All departures...... ...... to the west One class is in the back...... Ma Liang led the team first, so there was no need to wait. First come, first served!"

The last sentence made the lifeless warriors wake up suddenly, water, it's time to drink water!

Cowards, they will always be cowards! The devil second lieutenant stood up with the stones, and followed without hesitation with the half-dead team. Balu can't hold on, I'm going to look for water, you can't get rid of me wherever you find it, and getting out of the barren mountain is your death!

The two teams were one after the other, again like yesterday, but more difficult than yesterday, staggering to the west.

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Climbing up a hill, a small village caught Ma Liang's eyes, which made his eyes burst into flames, and he slipped and fell down, and several soldiers of the third squad fell down with the wolf.

The fields outside the village were burned, the ridges were covered with black ashes, and several houses in the village were still smoking. With the last bit of strength, Maleonn ran up, stepping over the corpses of the villagers, skirting the smoking ruins, his eyes wide, looking around until a well appeared.

A few soldiers were desperate to shove their heads into the buckets that had been raised from the well, and the cold well water was still pouring out of their nostrils and still drinking desperately.

"Beat a few more buckets, find something that can hold water, and put it at the well for people to come later, don't stab around one...... Fill the kettle first, and then follow me for something!!" Maleon, who was drinking until he was burping, began to shout.

Suddenly gunshots rang out on the slope of the road outside the village, and the two teams, who had been respecting each other all the way, finally began to fight.

The devils, who were originally half-dead, turned into hysterical fighting spirits in an instant, and they no longer needed the encouragement of the second lieutenant at all, because there was a village in front of them, and where there was a village, there was water, and now they were crazy.

Hu Yi took a machine gun mount from a mule and fired one magazine after another on the slope, and he and Zhao stammered and pulled away from the two wings of the squad to desperately suppress the shooting, starting from a distance of 700 meters and hitting until the distance was 300 meters.

The devil has no formation at all, it is completely a death charge, and the three crooked handles shoot back violently, no matter how far away he is, water is the source of life.

Li Xiang began to fill the grenade into the grenadier, releasing seven or eight in one go, and then heard Hu Yi shouting to withdraw.

Two machine guns, a dozen rifles and a grenadier canister, suppressed the storm from a distance for several minutes, and when the devils rushed to about 300 meters, they all turned around and ran downhill.

The soldiers who entered the village rushed to the well intermittently, hugged Ma Liang, who had arrived here in advance, and drank the buckets and basins they had prepared, and then hurriedly poured the kettles into it one by one. Those who had been filled with water in front immediately ran north out of the village, and waited with Ben at the well.

"Hurry, hurry up, girl, you go with the people in front of you first, don't drink the mule, hurry up and help!" Ma Liang led the third class to keep moving some things out of the ruins, and went to the well to urge loudly.

Hu Yi staggered with Zhao Stammering and Shi Cheng's group after the break, and did not run into the village, but ran diagonally to the north.

The devils who rushed uphill had no intention of chasing Hu Yi and them anymore, and rushed to the village in one go.

The gunfire disappeared, and Ma Liang raised his foot to kick all the buckets by the well, and then prepared to fill the wellhead with all kinds of messy things.

"Squad leader, the well is too deep to be filled!" a soldier shouted at Ma Liang.

"Fill in the fart! Dig out that thatched house! Use a bucket, use a basin, hurry!" Luo Fugui left the stake in his hand, and was in a hurry.

"Time is not enough, so let's do it!" Ma Liang and the soldiers rushed to the thatched manure pit not far from the well.

Thunderbolt plop......