For the first time in Hu Yi's mind, he had the idea of taking the initiative to beat Gao Yidao down, but he was blocked by the waves, so he picked up a stone by the water's edge without hesitation, threw it to the opposite bank, and threw it at Gao Yidao, but unfortunately the distance was a little far, and the landing point was far away.

After Gao Yidao's gaze followed the stone to the muddy water on his side, he looked at Hu Yi on the opposite side again: "I'm just talking about my thoughts, it's your business to do it or not, come to me here...... That's rude, isn't it?"

"Why the hell did you do it a long time ago, and now you're talking to me about this!" Hu Yi slashed at Gao Yiqi, and his eyebrows were pulled extremely high. Why didn't this idea come to mind earlier, if the two sides of the strait had been connected in this way, then the second company would have been able to take over the ninth platoon and enter the small high ground position earlier. Hu Yi was on fire in his heart, and his attention was all on defense, and he didn't use his brains from other angles to blame himself!

Unexpectedly, when Hu Yi was angry, Gao Yidao inexplicably flashed a trace of pride in his heart, but his attention returned to the question at hand in an instant: "Are you reasonable? Hmm? Haven't you always thought of it? What the hell are you going to do? Just do it, if you don't do it, you won't do it, and you won't raise your eyebrows at Lao Tzu!"

"I'll your grandma!" Listening to Luo Fugui muttering this every day, Hu Yi rushed out his lines: "I'll leave when it's dark, don't expect the ninth row to continue to boil!" Hu Yi turned around and left after shouting, not to mention staying up until midnight, as long as it gets dark, the nine rows can't even survive for half an hour without light, and they will definitely be trampled to death by the sea of people pulled by Golden Scar.

"......" Gao Yidao wanted to scold again, but looking at the mud-covered stumbling back on the other bank, he finally gave up this idea and watched Hu Yi climb up the small high ground. Yes, how could the ninth row stay up until midnight, this method came too late.

Sighing, Gao Yidao, who was about to turn around and leave the riverbank, found that Hu Yi suddenly stopped, turned around and shouted here: "Tomorrow morning, when it is dawn, can you come over in half an hour?"

This sudden question made Gao Yidao a little flustered: "What do you mean?"

"Just say can you?"

"I can!" Gao Yidao's eyebrows suddenly raised.

"That's what you said, then go ahead and prepare your afterthoughts. Hu Yi finally began to continue to climb the high ground and disappeared to the top.

At dawn, half an hour, why did the surnamed Hu give such a rush time? I can't figure it out, but he is a master who does what he says, and since he said that there is such a window period, it is likely that there will be. Immediately turned around and ran, while pulling up his cuffs, and at the same time shouted an order to the second company: "Start work! Lay the embankment! Start working for me now, ...... quickly."

The soldiers of the second company of the two platoons were in a hurry, moving stones and digging materials, and they were busy in the mud.

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The sky gradually got darker, and the dark clouds after the rain made the sky darker than usual, and there was no star and moon, so it became darker and darker, until it was almost no fingers.

With everything in order, Golden Scara finally gave the order for a general attack.

The bandits climbed out of the mud one after another, feeling the darkness, and carefully moved in the direction of the high ground, one foot deep and one shallow, wet and slippery, and the sound of falling could be heard everywhere, and even a few times someone went out of the fire, and I don't know if they hurt their own people.

But the high ground has always been quiet, and there is no anger at all, like a big swarthy grave.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, they began to climb up, and the timid couldn't help but tremble a little, what if the eight roads threw grenades? If you have eyes, then let them all fall asleep!

I was so nervous that I thought of the Bodhisattva in my heart, and I was trembling and moving forward, and before I knew it, I stepped on the air, and there was a splash of muddy water. Filled with muddy water, he struggled and shouted in panic: "There is a trap......! Cough...... Trap, trap! Help me...... Ahem......"

"Trap your grandmother's legs! This is a fucking trench dug by the Eighth Road. ”

Hearing what his colleague in the dark said, he finally stopped panicking, looked around carefully, stretched out his hand and touched it again, but no, it was indeed a trench, didn't it all come up?

It didn't take long for Jin Scarla to reach the high ground, and both the center and the right flank came up, and the left flank was pressed the farthest by the eighth road when the fire ceased in the afternoon, and the losses were the greatest, and it was long overdue.

There were also eight roads on the other side of the heights, and in case of emergency, they did not dare to light a fire, and the generals and the marshal got together in the dark.

"What about the Eight Roads, how could it be gone?" someone shouted.

"Shopkeeper, I think there are two possibilities. Either the gang shrank to the shore behind the slope, or they took advantage of the darkness and chaos to blend in with our team. The master calmly gave his analysis.

"What? Oh, my mother......" Someone looked around in panic when he heard this, but unfortunately he couldn't see anything clearly, so he immediately pulled out his gun and shouted at the figure closest to him: "Which one are you?

"What are you talking about? I'm the bottom of the black cauldron! Warning you, I'll compare Lao Tzu to me and you, and see who goes first!"

"Shut up for me!" "What are you panicking about? Now you have your own roll call?

In the dark, the mountain bandits were divided into several pieces and gathered, recognizing each other, there was usually no roll call mechanism, but now this situation was a busy mess, and it took a long toss to end, and no abnormal situation was found.

It seems that the Eighth Road is not mixed into the team, so they either retreat to the shore behind the high ground, or they just run in the dark, although they feel that the siege is quite tight, but it is not impossible to do this, tossing for so long, enough for them to run for several miles.

I didn't have the heart to pay attention to this anymore, the purpose was to defend the cave. Golden Scara began to arrange orders, leaving one on the high ground, and starting to jam the opposite cave after dawn, one on each side and one below to assist the high ground, and another at the foot of the hill behind the high ground facing away from the direction of the cave, which was both the reserve and the base camp of Golden Scarrah.

At this time, a bandit came to report, originally to search to see if there was a hidden eight roads on the shore behind, but he heard a sound on the other side, which sounded like he was working, and the sound was either a stone hitting a stone, or a stone was thrown into the water.

After wandering around for a long time, Jin Scara suddenly realized, looking at this posture, the accomplices on the other side of the Eighth Road didn't know that the Eighth Road on the high ground had run away, and they wanted to fill in the water and cross the river: "Shoot at the other side for me!"

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Shots rang out in the darkness, and chaos came from the high ground.

The soldiers who were working on the shore in the dark were injured two on the spot, and Gao Yidao had to give an order to stop work. This shows that the small high ground on the other side is already Jinscarla, but it is strange why he didn't hear the gunfire of the nine rows breaking through? If you want to talk about retreating and escaping, this surnamed Hu really has a set!

"Company commander, company commander......" The fast legs whispered in the dark.

"I'm here. How's it going?," Gao asked.

"At least half the work is missing. ”

Looking at the shooting tongue on the opposite high ground, Gao Yidao was helpless, if the difference is less, it is okay to grit his teeth and finish it with the random shooting on the opposite side, but if it is half of it, it will take two hours, and the second company will be crippled after the work, even if it can pass by then, what is the point?

"The surname Hu said that it was only half an hour, and if you stop now, won't you still stare dryly until then?"

Kuai'er thought silently in the dark: "The work in the water is definitely not able to be done, the material can continue to be prepared, transport the stones to the water's edge in advance and pile them up first, it is naturally a bunker, but there is a risk on the way back and forth." Anyway, the time until dawn is still long, so the density of the number of people working will be reduced, and the casualties will not be large. In this way, at least you can ensure that the materials are at the water's edge at dawn, and you can just lay them forward. ”

"How long will it take?"

"Probably...... It takes an hour. The fast leg hesitated, and then said: "It's just an extra half an hour for the ninth platoon, they should be able to ......"

"!" Gao Yidao directly interrupted the words of the fast legs: "Half an hour? The surname Hu said that half an hour is enough for the nine platoons to play for their lives, do you think they are still the defenders?"

"But...... We can't work with bullets, right? The casualties are too great, so what's the use of going over when the time comes?"

"So I want you to use your brain to think about me! Otherwise, our second company and ninth platoon will be finished at that time, unless we stop working now, and then sell them alive, and see them finished!"

The fast legs were speechless and stopped talking.

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The black light is blind in the middle of the night, the bandits are not an army, and they don't have the heart to go to the dead to clean up the battlefield at such a time, looking forward to the dawn. However, there are always those who are bold and do not believe in evil, believing in the mantra that 'people are not rich without foreign wealth, and horses are not fat without night grass', and find a reason to sneak out and secretly make money from the dead.

In the darkness, a figure groped around in the mud, looking for the bodies that had died in the afternoon. After turning over for a long time, I didn't get anything, and suddenly remembered that the left flank suffered the most casualties and the most dead, but it was also the farthest, and that place was about 200 meters from the high ground. After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and groped his way there.

Along the way, I fell several times and crawled, and finally arrived at this place, and there were many corpses.

I searched for one in the east and the west, and I was very happy to search. Move on to the next one, huh? Why is this idiot still carrying a pickaxe and a shovel on his back? I felt it down again, and there were box cannons and grenades hanging from it. I'm not interested in guns, so I turn the corpse over and turn it through the pockets, huh? There are so many pockets? Is there a military uniform? It's a pity that they are all empty, and the poor ghost is one.

Leaving the corpse behind, he turned around and looked for another one, and turned the corpse over as if it were still wearing a military uniform? Is it fashionable to wear this lately? In the midst of his doubts, he was suddenly covered by a huge bear paw from behind, and the corpse suddenly sat up and silently threw a bayonet into his chest.

It wasn't until the corpse was out of breath that the big hand let go and disappeared into the darkness again. Sitting up, the corpse pulled out the bayonet and muttered in a low voice: "Mule, have you seen it, this is the third one, you can be more enlightened in the future, otherwise you don't know how to die!"

"Runny nose, you mutter, I'll do it yourself next, don't expect Lao Tzu to help!" replied in a whisper in the darkness.

Liu Jianqiang, who was sitting in the dark, wiped the bayonet on the fallen corpse, and asked in a low voice: "Fool, you are so close, why don't you help, what are you doing when you don't wait for the mule to come?"

Wu Shishi, who was carrying a shovel and pickaxe, felt panicked because he was lying down, so he changed to a lying posture again, and Mu Ran replied: "I am a dead man, and a dead man will not help." ”

"Shut up!" Hu Yi's voice whispered, and silence fell back around.

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