There was smoke in the wind, and snow was blowing.

There was smoke and blood in the wind.

The snow was lifted again and again in the darkness, and the large flanks, mixed with sand and soil, flew sideways or fell.

The blood became viscous in the cold, turning a deep dark red, unwilling to flow, unwilling to penetrate the stiffness of the snow and frozen soil, and in the shock and impact again and again, the snow fell, mixed with sand, and covered the soil.

Those who rushed forward were all down, they could not break out of the smoke of gunfire, mortar shells were still falling, and the rain of machine-gun shells was frantically pouring in from the two diagonal directions in the front, staggering in the smoke of the shells.

The company in charge of the assault was finished! Although there were still figures wriggling in the smoke or crawling among the corpses, it was also over, and they could not stand up, whether they had broken their legs or not.

Behind the smoke of gunpowder, Captain Wang, who was wrapped in a bandage, shrank into the snow pit in frustration, leaned into the snow in a daze, and suddenly slammed his fist into the snow beside him: "I'm X! I'm X this snow!I'm X little devil! I'm X all over the world!Ah——"

He cursed desperately, and finally turned into a roar in his throat, and the sound of the wind, gunshots, and explosions could still be heard echoing in his voice.

The two officers in the snow pit waited numbly until his regimental commander's hoarseness stopped, and one of them asked, "Commander, what should we do next?" or ...... We retreated eastward to Changyao Village and looked for a way back. ”

Lying in the snow and looking up at the gloomy regiment commander Nene: "The back road? Where is the back road? What is the difference between this and Changyao Village?"

Or...... Let's change direction and swoop again! Bet the remaining two companies all, and I'll lead the team!"

The other officer looked at the hesitant regiment commander, and then at the colleague who was going to lead the team to try another assault, and pursed his cold lips: "I can't fight anymore, it's gone...... It's completely gone. ”

The colleague twisted his face: "Do you think this is still called Youben now? Do you think we can not be beaten if we don't fight?"

"We still have two companies, this is Ben, at least we can ......" he said this, leaving the remaining two words without saying a word, just looking at the regiment commander meaningfully.

The colleague was stunned, pounced on him, grabbed the opponent's collar, and said viciously: "What do you mean? What do you want to say?"

Boom –

A cannonball fell near the snow pit, the snow and sand were sprinkled, accompanied by a puff of gunpowder smoke rising and falling one after another, smashing the three embarrassed people in the snow pit, no one dodged, the officer who was grabbed by the collar neither struggled nor resisted, and suddenly showed a smile that was not a smile to his angry colleague: "Do you think I am for myself? I am here for the regiment commander and for everyone!"

"I'll you!" the colleague punched the other man in the face, causing the one to fall into the snow and pounce on it, ready to strangle the person who had suggested surrendering.

"Enough!" the regimental commander had already sat up, suddenly shouted to stop his subordinates, and gritted his teeth: "Let him go." ”

"Commander?"

"I said let him go!"

......

A little farther away from the smoke of gunfire, in a depression, there were nearly 100 people curled up or lying on their stomachs.

"Brigadier, look at that...... What is it?"

Curled up behind the ridge with a desperate look on his face, the brigade commander moved his body at the sound and poked his head out from behind the ridge.

In the smoke of gunpowder ahead, something was faintly erected. He picked up the binoculars, adjusted the focus, and saw a gun held upright in the air, with the muzzle facing up, with a bayonet hung up, and the bayonet was ...... Carrying a piece of white cloth, it was blown by the cold wind and danced in the smoke of gunpowder.

The brigade commander was stupid, and all the soldiers who were looking in the direction of the smoke were silent, some wanted to scold but were in no mood to speak; some were so numb that they didn't have any opinions, so why bother to speak; and some didn't understand at all, and didn't realize what it meant.

"Brigadier Commander, Brigadier Commander...... Are you talking?"

The brigade commander seemed to have become a sculpture, so stunned that he couldn't blink.

"Let's ...... Withdraw to Changyao Village and go to join Staff Officer Liang. ”

The brigade commander still didn't react, and his men pulled him off the ridge, and he seemed to have come to his senses, and muttered in a daze: "This is not what I want...... All this ...... None of the ...... I wanted."

"What now?

He lifted his distracted face and looked at the officer next to him who was shaking his shoulder, his gaze spread as if he was looking far away: "Let's go...... If you can still walk...... If you are still willing to go...... Let's go......"

It was as if he could no longer hear any sounds, not the sound of the wind, the sound of gunfire, the sound of explosions, or the shouts of close proximity, nor did he feel cold anymore. Sitting quietly in the snow, I watched some soldiers quietly crawl away, some soldiers continued to curl up numbly, and some soldiers wandered aside, and their desperate frozen faces were set off by the white background of the snow.

Looking up at the darkness, his gaze seemed to be able to pierce the dark clouds that covered the world, and saw the blue sky high and blue, like the blue sky and white sun cockade that gave him glory.

"It's not what I want. ”

He didn't realize that his own hand was pulling out the pistol from the holster at his waist, and he didn't feel the coldness of his own press against his temple.

Phew-

Snow, fused with blood, can't tell if it's snow or blood.

......

Changyao Village, named after the kiln, has a kiln factory, out of bricks, hence the name.

At this moment, about two o'clock in the afternoon, in an empty house in the middle of the village, there was a brazier on the ground, which was not charcoal fire at all, and a pot of firewood burst into flames, burning the broken iron basin red.

Ignoring the smoke in the room, one person sat on each side of the heat wave, all sitting on the firewood used to burn the fire, one was the Eighth Route Army, and the other was an officer with only a unilateral major's collar badge.

Staff Officer Liang told Hu Yi about the situation relayed to him by the brigade communications officer: "...... Now you know what's going on in the Valley of Three Lives. Obviously, the devil expected that you might respond and used us as bait, and I don't know the rest of the situation, but I know that your people changed to the east after leaving the Sansheng Valley in the south. I don't quite understand this direction choice, the further east you go, the more difficult it is to get out. At present, it seems that this is a surprise by taking advantage of the emptiness of its troops, but no matter how you say it, it is an enemy-occupied area, and there is no place to hide, and the back will be even more dangerous, and there is no tomorrow today. ”

Hu Yi thought for a while, Wu Yan was cautious, Hao Ping was not creative, Gao Yidao was courageous, but he couldn't bear this responsibility, looking at this hand, it was the regiment commander who personally led the team out.

Seeing that Hu Yi was silent and didn't speak, Liang Wu asked, "Do you think it's possible that your team wants to fight back and break out?"

After thinking about the unscrupulous virtue of the head of the regiment, Hu Yi shook his head: "No, they will go all the way to the east, they will go east to the end, go straight to Xinglong Town, or continue to the east through Xinglong Town." ”

"Xinglong Town, can you still come back?"

"You may not believe it, but I, the head of the regiment, ...... Not a person who lives in a box. ”

Although in the current situation, Hu Yi also wanted to laugh in his heart, this old fox was ruthless, he really dared to go all the way to the dark. Since he didn't choose to break through when he was north of Sansheng Valley, he definitely wouldn't think about breaking out again.

A captain officer walked in the door: "Staff Officer Liang, are you looking for me?"

"Yes, I want you to arrange for me, divide all the troops into four parts, and divide them into four areas: northeast, southeast, northwest, and southwest, based on the center of this village, and defend them separately. From now until dark, I will not give any more orders, and there will be no reserves. ”

"That'...... What's next?"

The flames in the brazier were high enough, and Staff Officer Liang threw in another piece of firewood and smiled bitterly at the captain: "If you can live until dark, you will have a follow-up plan!"

The captain nodded silently, turned and strode out.

Hu Yi is a lucky ghost who has broken through many times, and he can understand Staff Officer Liang's distress. Breaking through this kind of thing...... There is no way to plan at all, and the choice of time, direction, and tactics can only be decided according to the time, place, shape and situation before breaking through. It can also be said that the breakthrough plan was made by the enemy, and it would be nonsense to make a plan now.

Instead, Staff Officer Liang asked the person on the other side of the flame, "What are you going to do?"

"What else can I do, I hope you can live until dark, and I will have a chance to fish in troubled waters. ”

"Hehe, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. ”

"No, it won't. It's going to be dark. It's not easy to dawn, it's not difficult to get dark. ”

"Smoke in the house...... ......Isn't it too big?

"It's better to be bigger, and it's black to be black. Ahem......"

Then the people on both sides of the flame laughed, coughing and laughing, both laughing heartily and helplessly.

......

The order was issued, and the embarrassed and sloppy soldiers went to their respective defense areas in the village, in groups, without commanders and leaders, and Staff Officer Liang's orders could not be simpler, and there was no need to command at all, just four districts, divided into four teams of fifty people each.

They each find their own location, choose a house to look at the yard, seven or eight together, two or three people in groups, and one person drills the house alone.

In the middle of the village stood two sloppy soldiers, one with a crooked hat, the other dirtier than the dirt on the ground. Of course, now these two cannot be called sloppy soldiers, but should be called two eight-way.

The big dog was blowing the bitter northwest wind, and he didn't forget to shout: "What is this special life? Hmm? When you are a deserter, you can't escape, and you have become an eight-way soldier! But if you are a special eight-way, you still can't escape? Is there a heavenly reason?"

The half-immortal looked at the surrounding houses and muttered, "Be content, you don't have to be subject to military law! ”

"Is there anything else to do?"

"Nonsense, don't you hurry up and choose a good feng shui? Save yourself from being killed alive by the little devil for a while!"

After the words fell, the half-immortal pointed to a thick brick house nearby: "It's okay to get there." ”

The big dog follows the prestige, the location of this place is relatively in the village, the devil should not be able to enter for a while, the house looks like the beams are thick enough and the walls are thick enough, as long as it is not unlucky enough to be smashed into the roof by mortar shells, it is a good place that cannot collapse.

The two of them swayed through the small courtyard and entered the door, but there were already people here, the house had been lit with a fire to keep warm, seven or eight wounded soldiers were curled up near the fire, and the only sanitary soldier was spreading the hay that had just been brought into the house, to make the wounded soldiers warmer, when he heard the unceremonious door being kicked open, he turned his head to look back, and couldn't help but swallow and spit at the mouth.

The big dog's face was even more worried: "It's you, it's a bad waste, if you don't kill Lao Tzu, you won't be finished!" Then he said to the wounded soldiers: "What do you see? This place is now requisitioned by the Eighth Road, and Lao Tzu has the final say." If you squeeze your fist at me, I'll blast you all out!"

The half-immortal didn't speak, and began to move the table and buckle the bench by himself, and wanted to build his feng shui nest in the corner of the house.

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