The big eight grains were re-filled with bullets, and Xia Yuan followed the mountain to the other side, forced by his own pressure, these people would not dare to come forward for a while.

He couldn't delay too long, with the help of the terrain in his favor, a roundabout side attack, the bullet quickly penetrated the chests of the enemies on the left and right, and a blood hole appeared in the bodies of several Western Eighth Army soldiers hiding behind the bunker, even if they were not killed by a single shot, but in such weather, once they lost too much blood and did not deal with it in time, they would not have much time to live.

Except for the first few shots, Xia Yuan has not yet replenished those wounded soldiers, he kept pulling the trigger, and the big eight bullets were gone, and only three or four people were left in the enemy who were still hiding behind the car.

Xia Yuan retracted his body, changed his position again, took out eight bullets from the bullet bag, pressed them into the magazine, and looked at the remaining Han Jun.

From this position, you can just see their sideways, and the big eight grains rang several times in a row, and the enemy was silent.

"Heh, it's over."

From the end of the battle to the end, it was only ten minutes, Xia Yuan didn't dare to delay too much here, refilled the magazine with bullets, came down from the mountain, looked at the corpses of the Han army everywhere, made up a shot at the corpse of a Western Eighth Army with a submachine gun, picked up his submachine gun, and shot at the heads of other corpses.

After all the corpses were mended, Xia Yuan shouted at the white mist, took the big eight grains behind him, and began to touch the corpses.

First, take all the guns away, take off the clothes of a Korean soldier's corpse, and wrap them in a bundle with a military coat.

"Twenty-seven large eight, one heavy machine gun, one box of heavy machine gun bullets, two light machine guns, two recoilless guns plus seven shells."

Xia Yuan touched nine submachine guns and muttered to stuff them into his coat: "The submachine gun I don't know is estimated to be made by the US military, but unfortunately I'm not a senior military fan, take it first, and when I meet my own people later, give these things to them." ”

The bullet bags on the body of the Western Eighth Army were also all taken away by Xia Yuan, and it was estimated that there were thousands of bullets alone, and some of the bullets that they had consumed were also replenished, and they were thrown in bundles on the back seat of the jeep, including grenades and water bottles on their bodies.

Sitting in the car, Xia Yuan counted the number of these things, the number of grenades is not much, more than seventy grenades, allocated, only two per person, it is estimated that some were consumed before, he wrapped a military coat and stuffed it in the back seat of the jeep, the back seat of the jeep was stuffed with thirty or forty guns, a number of bullets, more than seventy grenades, a Browning heavy machine gun, two light machine guns that are a bit like crooked handles, I don't know where they were configured, it is estimated that they were captured by the North Korean army.

Xia Yuan also touched a lot of dry food on this person, this kind of dry food is canned, and after opening it, pieces of food wrapped in paper, Xia Yuan smelled it, some exuded sweetness, some exuded fragrance, and some exuded salty taste, Xia Yuan, who was about to eat fried noodles, tore open a package, put it in his mouth and tasted it, the taste was very sweet, a bit like a pastry.

"Good stuff!"

Xia Yuan's eyes lit up, he finished eating two or three bites, wiped the dregs from the corners of his mouth, licked it into his mouth with his tongue, tasted it for a while, put a few cans on himself, and took off the military coats on these people, a total of thirty-three military coats. The shoes and cotton socks are not disgusted, together with their gloves, they are all taken off and transported to the car little by little by Xia Yuan, these are all good things, and they are the most needed for the current volunteer soldiers.

Leaving a military coat for canned food, he couldn't even carry it, so he could only load the cans in batches on the car, and he couldn't understand what was written on the can, he only knew that these things were for food, and they couldn't be lost, so they were all packed and taken away.

"The Western Eighth Army is more or less poor, and they only eat so much."

Xia Yuan fumbled around in the open car behind, in addition to the neat duck down sleeping bag, there was also a box of canned food, Xia Yuan packed these things together and put them on the back seat of the jeep. He also found some medicines on the body of a South Korean soldier, placed in a cloth pocket with a red cross painted on it, in cans, bottles, as well as syringes and unknown liquids, with English written on the bottles and cans, presumably a medical soldier.

"Gan! Suffered a loss of no culture. ”

His English is really not good, so he is good at cultural classes. Putting the little cloth on his body, he groped for three watches, a walkie-talkie, some matches and cigarettes on these little Nishiba, these are all good things, and he can be supported by the walkie-talkie, but it's a pity that he doesn't know Korean, and he doesn't seem to know Korean, and he doesn't know what the opposite troop is.

The number of matches and cigarettes is not much, and the West Eighth Army is also poor, even if there is support from the US military, but there are only so many basic materials, compared to the Volunteer Army, it is just the equipment of the West Eighth Puppet Army, which is almost armed to the teeth.

The walkie-talkie was lost in the car, three watches were worn on his left and right hands, and Xia Yuan also fumbled for a fountain pen, a small notebook, and a map on the corpse of a well-dressed Western Eighth Army, on which many things were recorded, but the text was all in Korean.

Even the signs on the map are in Korean, and I carry these things in my pocket. Then, Xia Yuan began to take off the enemy's warm clothes again, and it was a little difficult to take them off, and he took off more than ten pieces for a long time, stuffing the back seat and co-pilot of the little jeep to the brim, and then he was satisfied with his gun and got into the car.

The main thing is that these clothes are worn on the body, and there is no military coat to take off.

This kind of car is an old antique, fortunately, Xia Yuan has learned a driver's license before, knows how to drive, touch the clutch, brake, accelerator and gear lever, as soon as he steps on the accelerator, the car starts, and the rest of the car can't be driven, so he can only drop it first. He didn't have the consciousness to hide, once he left here, he went around and around, he got lost again, and it was probably impossible to touch it back, so he put it in the car and took it away.

Bumpy along the path, Xia Yuan didn't dare to drive along the main road, in case he met the team of the American army, it would be over, and the mechanized troops of the American army liked to walk the wide road the most.

The jeep became more and more proficient, Xia Yuan took out the candy he seized at the beginning from the canned food in his arms, these candies were good things, he was not willing to eat them, and now he has seized a lot of weapons and equipment and canned food, so he can naturally eat a piece of it, bite open the sugar skin, stuff it into his mouth, the sweetness quickly fills his taste buds, and the haze above his head is swept away.

Xia Yuan drove the car, walking through the lofty mountains, the high peaks on both sides could not let in a trace of light from the sun, the air in the valley was unusually cold, the sides of the narrow road and vegetation were covered with a thick layer of snow, and the wheels ran over the road, leaving a rut on the ground.

The car drove until noon, Xia Yuan parked the car on the side of the road, looked at the mountains and forests in front of him where birds did not lay eggs, and sighed. I finally seized a map, but I couldn't read it. But this can't be blamed on him, the text on the map is not Chinese, but a special Korean language, and the division of Korea is also caused by the struggle for hegemony between the United States and the Soviet Union.

Xia Yuan made a decision in his heart, when he went back, he must learn foreign languages well.

He took a water bottle from the car, went to the side of the road and filled it with some snow in the kettle, and he did the same and filled the other kettles with snow, and there was still a lot of water in these kettles, and the snow melted into it. It didn't take long for thirty-three kettles to fill with water.

He forgot that it wouldn't be long before the water froze.

Carrying it in the car, Xia Yuan sat in the co-pilot, took out the can from his coat, and pried the can open with a knife.

Canned pork, has been frozen, held in the arms, almost ready, filled with some water to eat, canned food is not very good-looking, but more hearty than the volunteer soldiers, in addition to canned pork, there are other kinds of canned food, including sweets, vegetables, and even biscuits, pastries, cigarettes.

Xia Yuan, who had eaten too much fried noodles, ate canned food for the first time, and couldn't wait to lick all the cans in the can, and when he saw that there was still oil and water in it, he took a kettle, poured some water in it, shook it gently with his hands, and then drank it.

After eating and drinking, Xia Yuan burped comfortably, touched the location of the wound, it was a little itchy, the second herbal medicine had been applied for almost two days, and the injured position was scabbing, which was a good thing.

Today's battle did not irritate the wounds, and fortunately, the enemy's shells did not explode in front of them at that time, but at a certain distance from themselves, and the shrapnel did not hurt the internal organs, otherwise the consequences are really hard to say.