"Boom" was another loud bang, and the second shell landed farther away from them, clearly missing.

Zhou Yu combined the time between the two shells and the accuracy of the shot, and concluded that the number of enemies hiding above should be small, and it was most likely the remnants of the German army that had been preserved in those corpses just now.

Mu Dezhu lay on the ground with his head in his arms, and Zhou Yu kicked and dragged him to make him start crawling forward.

The speed of Liu Banxian and the dog baby is much faster than that of the big man, the former has his own understanding of escape, and the latter is young and young, and his agility is far greater than that of most adults.

After firing two shots on the hillside, most of the laborers had scattered up the hillside under the command of Zhou Yu.

When the shelling stopped, it was replaced by the sporadic sound of rifles.

Since the laborers were scattered close to the hillside, they were not within the range of the shelling, and it was difficult for the rifles to hit them.

Zhou Yu and the others saw that the other party's gunfire was not dense, so they deliberately divided into left and right sides and climbed up at the same time.

Zhou Yu also used his pistol to go up to the blind spot from time to time to create pressure on the enemy.

Finally, the group reached the mountainside, where there were obviously far fewer corpses than at the foot of the mountain, and most of them were British soldiers.

In the process of crawling upward, Zhou Yu also found another pack of cigarettes from the arms of an officer-looking guy, he now has four packs of cigarettes, which is even more effective than four gold bars on the battlefield.

"Mr. Zhou, I can see them! Their cannons were hidden inside covered by those branches, and their guns came out of the bushes! No wonder we didn't find out before. ”

The voice of the dog baby came from the side, and at this moment, Zhou Yu had already seen clearly that the enemy's firepower point was more than 20 meters away.

A fierce offensive and defensive battle had taken place not long ago under this high firing point, and it was clear that the British attack had been broken up and had failed to capture the enemy's commanding heights, but had effectively killed the enemy's living forces.

At this time, the German army above was obviously understaffed, and it was very likely that everyone was wounded, which also gave them an excellent opportunity.

"Fortune teller, dog baby, copper lock, Lao Zhang, Dezhu, you all have guns in your hands, and after a while, when I say shoot, you will pull the trigger in that direction! I don't need you to hit the enemy, I just need to get their attention, I'll go around from the side and give them a taste of the grenade! ”

Zhou Yu took out the grenade he had just picked up in the pile of corpses below and shook it.

The people he called out by name were all carrying pistols and knew how to use them, so they nodded hurriedly, took out their pistols from their waists, and aimed at the position above them that covered the cannon with branches.

In the interval between another round of shooting and changing ammunition by the other party, Zhou Yu waved his right hand and shouted: "Shoot!" ”

The few people holding the pistols immediately pulled the trigger one by one as they had learned before, but they had never fired a gun and could not control the recoil of the gun well, and a few of those bullets hit the dirt slope, and most of them flew into the sky and drifted somewhere.

However, none of this matters, what Zhou Yu wants is to create a psychological shock to the enemy.

At the same time, his leg muscles tensed violently, and he arched himself like a cheetah, and ran quickly towards the flank of the high ground.

Zhou Yu bit the grenade in his mouth, and used his hands and feet extremely quickly.

After the pistols of several people below came with a burst of empty "click" sounds, the enemy's fire point above immediately returned to color, and a rifle stretched out of the bunker and fired "thump" downward.

However, their action also allowed Zhou Yu to accurately lock their position.

"Come on! Try the power of grenades! ”

Zhou Yu pulled off the fuse, aimed at the target and swung his arm, so that the grenade drew a beautiful parabola in the air, and it fell into the bush.

With a loud "boom", the bunker that was originally stacked with branches and leaves was blown up and flew all over the sky, Zhou Yu took this opportunity to take out a pistol and a dagger, and rushed forward with a shout.

He slid sideways into the opponent's cover, raising his gun to shoot.

Zhou Yu, who was shouting to cheer himself up, unexpectedly found that there were only three Germans in this highland firepower point wrapped in branches and leaves, and these three people had all collapsed next to them under the explosion of the grenade just now, completely lifeless.

Zhou Yu roughly checked the situation of the three people, they had been injured before, even if their thirty people chose to break through, they would be able to win it smoothly, but it was obvious that they would pay a senseless sacrifice in that case.

Zhou Yuchong, who confirmed the safety of the top, gestured under the mountainside, and the Chinese workers relaxed and climbed up from the ground one by one and quickly came to the top of the hill.

Under the first shell of the other side just now, two of the thirty laborers were seriously wounded and died, and one was hit in the cheek by the flying shrapnel and stuck in the back molars, and at this moment half of his face was swollen and his clothes were stained red with blood.

This person's name is Niu Zhixin, his previous occupation was to work as a farmer and herd cattle, and his body was quite strong, but at this moment he was shot in the cheek by shrapnel, yelling in pain, crying like a child.

"Bear with me."

Zhou Yu used his clothes to cushion the hot shrapnel and pulled it out, and the shocking wound on Niu Zhixin's cheek was scorched due to the high heat of the shrapnel, but the bleeding was stopped.

It's just that he now has a hole in his face, and he leaks air when he speaks, and he keeps bleeding from the edge of the wound, and it looks like it's oozing.

Niu Zhixin tugged on Zhou Yu's sleeve and shouted while crying: "Help, Mr. Zhou!" Help me~~~"

"Bear with it, we don't have any medicine available now, so we can only find the next position as soon as possible, hoping that the military doctor will have antibiotics there."

Niu Zhixin's condition no longer has to worry about bleeding to death, what he needs to worry about is the high fever caused by purulent infection in the wound, which is more deadly than guns.

"Mr. Zhou~~~ Mr. Zhou, save me~~ I won't just die, right? I...... I haven't even asked for a daughter-in-law, I haven't slept with a woman, I'm not reconciled~~~"

"Don't worry, this little injury can't die, fortunately, your teeth are hard enough, if this piece of shrapnel moves up a few centimeters again, your head will be opened, how can you still cry here? If it's a man, take on the appearance of a man! Who's daughter-in-law can take a fancy to you like you? Don't cry, it's all over me. ”

Zhou Yu knew that the persuasion effect was minimal, and it was better to use this kind of agitation method to show that the other party's injury was not serious.

Sometimes human autosuggestion psychotherapy is also quite important in the face of adversity, just like a normal person who mistakenly takes someone else's cancer diagnosis report, and will scare himself to death in a short period of time.

And the news that a cancer patient has been cured is also likely to be miraculously getting better day by day.

Zhou Yu found some Chinese herbs on the hillside that could stop bleeding and reduce inflammation, ground them into juice and pressed them into a paste, and applied them to Niu Zhixin's wound, and the latter screamed in pain.

Later, they wrapped the Chinese herbs tightly around their faces with gauze and bandages, and now they can only make do with them.

"Let's keep going, hopefully the brothers from the other teams haven't passed through here."

With a slight adjustment, the group began to descend from the path on the other side of the hillside, and when they stood on the high ground and looked into the distance, they could see the trenches that extended back to the horizon.

In another mountain depression a few kilometers away from Zhou Yu's team, Lu Xiucai led his people to crawl in the grass on the side of the road, not daring to make a sound.

In front of them, almost three or four meters away, on the forest road, a heavily armed German machine-gun company was moving towards the front line in a neat pace, which looked like a reserve of reinforcements from the rear.

Lu Xiucai's team buried themselves deep in the grass and melted into the mud, not daring to move, and even forgetting to breathe when they were nervous.

As soon as someone can't help but make any noise or movement and is discovered by the enemy, then all thirty of them will have to be confessed here.

The closest to Lu Xiucai lies a labor brother named Hua Xiaolan, he used to be a dramatist, babbling and loving the orchid fingers when he talks, and was nicknamed "Hua Xiaoniang" by his familiar companions, and always used this to make fun of him.

At this moment, Hua Xiaolan may have been too nervous, the two of them kept trembling, and a warm liquid gushed out of his crotch and melted into the mud pool.

But soon, the discomfort from the suffocation made him subconsciously want to lift his head and struggle out of the muddy water.

But almost instantly, four or five arms stretched out from his side, pressing hands on hands, pressing heads on heads, and people dragging his legs for fear that this guy's movements would attract the attention of the enemy.

Hua Xiaolan trembled and wanted to lift his head out of the quagmire, he wanted to call for help, he wanted to escape, but more and more arms were stretched out from around, and their strength was surprisingly strong, and he couldn't move at all.

Soon, Hua Xiaolan, who was struggling to howl, opened her mouth, but the muddy water immediately gurgled into his mouth and into his nostrils, making him unable to make a sound at all.

But even so, the grass where he was lying on his stomach shook slightly due to the shaking of his body.

If this scene was discovered by the German soldiers, they would definitely die!

"Oops! What can I do? Brother Zhou...... If it were you, what would you choose? ”

Lu Xiucai's heart was in a hurry, and all the methods he could think of flashed in his mind, but in his cognition, there was no way to help this group of people tide over the difficulties.

He closed his eyes and his heart was full of remorse, because Hua Xiaolan's trembling amplitude was getting bigger and bigger, and the laborers who were holding his legs seemed to be a little uncontrollable, but once he was allowed to struggle away, he would definitely be discovered by the enemy.

Suddenly, at this moment, Hua Xiaolan's struggling movements suddenly froze and no longer trembled.

Lu Xiucai half tilted his head, half of his face was immersed in muddy water, breathing air with one nostril, and with one eye, he could see what was happening not far away.

The depths of his eyes were filled with shock, confusion, incomprehension and relief, and many complex emotions came to his heart at the same time, but in the end, he just closed his eyes and said sorry to Hua Xiaolan in his heart.

He saw that several other laborers who were clinging to Hua Xiaolan had already stabbed their daggers into their companions' bodies.

Underneath the muddy water, the black-red blood had completely spread, but it was shrouded in thick bushes and the rancid stench of the mire, which perfectly concealed the smell of blood.

Hua Xiaolan's face was pressed into the muddy water, and many parts of her body were pierced by daggers, stabbed fiercely, and even accompanied by agitation.

He had come to this point, he had survived the first few days after the Battle of the Somme, he had spent a relatively comfortable time in the mountain village, he had survived the unarmed hand-to-hand battle with the Germans, but he had died here, in the unknown quagmire of the barren mountains, at the hands of his fellow labourers.