Xia Yuan touched the small notebook in his arms, which was the sign language and spoken language during the march of the three-three system. In the midst of the hustle and bustle of war, it is difficult to convey information simply by shouting, and those sign languages and spoken words can play a role.

Pursing his lips, his gaze gradually became firm.

That's when it happened.

There was a sudden buzzing sound in the sky, and the sound spread from far to near.

Wu Qianli's expression froze, and he quickly turned around and shouted: "Enemy plane!" Take cover! Beware of concealment! ”

The soldiers of the Seventh Company, who had quickly dispersed in a three-three formation, quickly leaned towards the mountains on both sides, hiding themselves in the shadows under the mountains, and the yellow uniforms and the ground were successfully integrated, and everyone held their breath.

At this time, the enemy plane has not yet appeared, everyone does not dare to breathe, the power of the aircraft has been seen as early as the Anti-Japanese War, this kind of big iron bird in the sky carries a large number of shells and large-caliber machine guns, one shot can break a person, relying on the current rifles and machine guns, it is difficult to knock these iron birds down from the sky, every time they meet such a big iron bird, they are helpless.

The downed planes are even more handful.

The sound of warplanes roared in the sky, and the sound could be heard everywhere.

"Xia Yuan's speculation has been confirmed, and now our discussion is also correct, the enemy will definitely patrol this area when he discovers the troop transport column, I didn't expect them to move so fast."

Mei Sheng glanced at Xia Yuan and whispered to Wu Qianli: "Xia Yuan is very suitable to be a commander and fighter, his eyes are very vicious, he can always think of the key to the matter, and his guess is very accurate, so that he will not be too condescending in the firepower platoon." ”

Wu Qianli responded: "This kid still has a lot of kung fu, and his bomb throwing skills are also very good, otherwise, why would I pull him into the team unusually, such a talent must not be buried, or try to make him a platoon commander?" ”

Mei Sheng thought seriously, "Xia Yuan's gaze is very unique, you can try it." ”

From the bombing of the Yalu River Bridge to the current patrol of enemy planes, if it weren't for his delay just now, according to the normal pace of marching, they would have just walked to the riverbed of that river, and the enemy planes had just arrived, and they would have inevitably collided with the enemy planes.

Mei Sheng thought about it again: "There is no hurry in this matter, he is now a recruit, although he has practiced martial arts, but when he goes to the battlefield and fights devils, anyone can do it." Let him be a platoon commander now, but it will hurt him. ”

Let a recruit be the platoon commander, what will those veterans think in their hearts, Xia Yuan still needs to go through the tempering of war.

Wu Qianli looked around solemnly and nodded: "Then wait for the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea to end." ”

Enemy fighters are coming, and the sound is coming from all directions, getting closer and closer.

"Enemy fighters!" Pinghe kept his voice calm and clutched the rifle in his hand.

"Which way is coming?" Yu Congrong asked.

"I don't know, in such a valley, the sound can't spread, and I don't know from which direction it's coming from."

Pinghe shook his head, his gaze a little solemn.

"Straight ahead of us!"

Xia Yuan's eyes kept staring at the front, as the sound of the fighter plane got closer and closer, his heartbeat was gradually accelerating, a layer of fine sweat appeared in the palm of his hand, and he secretly prayed in his heart.

"Watch for secrecy!"

Wu Qianli shouted behind him, and the herald passed the voice to the rear.

The roar grew louder and louder, and his gaze pierced through the valley, looking at the sky in front of him, two small black dots appeared in the distance in the sky, getting closer and closer, and it was two fighter jets, flying in their direction.

Yu Congrong grabbed the gun in his hand, his face was solemn, and he didn't have the mood to joke before: "It's coming at us!?" ”

"Don't move!"

Wu Qianli shouted loudly.

"It's not coming for us, it's the fighter planes patrolling this area, and if our troop carrier is discovered by the enemy, they will definitely patrol this area."

Xia Yuan grabbed the gun in his hand tightly, his whole body was tense, his back was instantly soaked with cold sweat, his forehead and palms were densely sweated, and his chest was even more stuffy, as if he was pressed by a boulder, and he was still praying in his heart that the scene of the American devil committing a cheap crime in the movie would not happen.

The roar of the fighter jet pressed down on all the volunteer fighters like a stone, and the fighter plane was getting closer and closer to them, getting closer and closer, and they could even see the wings of the fighter spreading, which were very big and big, like the wings of a bird.

The two fighters had already flown over the dry riverbed, roaring through the sky above their heads, Xia Yuan, whose inner pressure had reached its peak, suddenly relaxed, and he was shocked to find that his back had been soaked in cold sweat, and a layer of fine sweat appeared on his palms and forehead.

Changed! Changed again!

"The plane is gone."

There is no danger.

The tremendous pressure just now almost overwhelmed him, and his chest was tight.

Even his fingers were trembling slightly. Even if I saw this scene through the big screen and heard the planes from far and near, I was nervous, and I sweated for the volunteer soldiers of the Seventh Company, when he was really in the movie, the pressure was greater, even if he was a martial arts practitioner.

"The first time you went to the battlefield, it's like this, you've done a good job, this time thanks to you just stopped us, otherwise we would definitely be discovered by the enemy."

Wu Qianli looked at Xia Yuan with some complexity, this kid's two speculations accurately predicted the time when the enemy fighter appeared.

The first troop train stopped to wait for the tracks to be repaired, and the second time they were about to step into the open field ahead.

"Whew."

Xia Yuan exhaled, turned his head and saw Wu Wanli's pale face, weak legs, and grinned, this kid is just like himself, he is a new soldier, but the first battle will start soon, it won't be long before Wu Wanli begins to grow, and he can't lag behind.

Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead and shaking his palm, Xia Yuan's gaze became firm.

The roar of the fighter jets disappeared, all the pressure was swept away, and even the sun in the sky became a little brighter.

Without much time to rest, Wu Qianli quickly arranged to continue the march: "Advance in a three-three battle formation!" Protect the radio station and the translator comrade in the middle! ”

Even if the crisis is resolved, they still cannot afford to take it lightly.

But this time, without the harassment of the fighters, they soon crossed the dry riverbed, all the way through, and soon entered the mountains, you must know that during the Anti-Japanese War, the soldiers often fought guerrilla warfare with the devils, and returning to the mountains was like returning to their own homes, the mountains here are very high, although the vegetation is scarce, but there are many rocks, some places are easy to hide, and the kung fu of avoiding aircraft reconnaissance has been remembered as early as the Anti-Japanese War, and then compared with the enemy reconnaissance here, it is even simpler.

The sky gradually darkened, and the road through the dry riverbed to the present did not stop, seeing the sun setting in the west, Wu Qianli let everyone rest in place for half an hour, and eat some food by the way.

"Brother Yuan, I saw the dead man there just now, he is old and miserable, and his skin has turned into a piece of dry skin."

When resting, Wu Wanli sat next to Xia Yuan, talking about the dry corpse he had just met on the river, he was going to touch it with his foot, it was very light, and the blood in his body was probably drained.

"It's normal, when it comes to the battlefield, more people will die."

In the final analysis, Wu Wanli, like him, is a rookie egg, when he just passed by those dead people, Xia Yuan forced himself to stare at those dead people, he was a little uncomfortable at first, but he got used to it after watching too much, plus his original psychological quality was okay, and he quickly calmed down.

"Brother Yuan, then do you think we will die?"

"Yes, human life is very fragile, and the bullet hits the body and dies, but your brother and they used such a fragile life to protect our homeland, even if we may all die in the future, you don't have to be sad, because our death has brought the happiness of thousands of people."