The summer sun hangs brightly in the sky, and the sun on your body is no longer warm, but becomes a kind of burning.
Thatch is not in a good growing position, and its half-grey and half-green leaves are drooping and listless, swaying helplessly in the mountain wind.
The mountain wind pulled the withered yellow and refused to slide off, and it still looked so withered.
In the low recess of the mountain pass, there is a fire in the middle.
Logically speaking, since there is a fire, there will naturally be Luo Fugui, but this time is an exception. Without him, Erniu led four or five female soldiers to be busy. Wang Xiaosan was sweating profusely. It was too hot and he was the best. The great cause of making porridge is slowly unfolding.
Bear, who had nothing to do, was bored, so he took the initiative to ask the political commissar to arrange a job of fetching water. Fetching water in the mountains is not complicated. A low-lying place near the cliff is the water source. A small stream flows through it, forming a low-lying area. A small pond.
Several figures stood up under the scorching sun, dripping with sweat. Xiong took out a can from behind and handed it to Xu Xiao who was following behind.
Xu Xiao didn't answer: "Why not give it to the wounded?"
"You idiot, how lucky you are to have militiamen waiting for them to eat hot food. This thing belongs to us. The Third Company deserves the credit if it wants to take it."
Xu Xiao was very worried. Why couldn't the monitor's consciousness improve? Therefore, in his mind, Luo Fugui was only the squad leader.
In the same direction, not far away from the team, Hu Yi was looking around habitually. He had walked this road several times before going to the division headquarters and walked around the cliffs. He grew up in the mountains. Hu Yi understood that such a place , it may be difficult for ordinary people to reach the sky, but it should not be difficult for the prepared Japanese soldiers.
Not to mention that a large-scale army cannot come up, even if a squad of Japanese soldiers comes up and confronts them head-on, they may not be able to bear it with their own ragtag group.
Of course, this means annihilating ten enemies without injuring anyone.
The sentries were placed three miles to both sides. Going further to both sides, there was no road. Anyway, they would not stay here until dark and prepared to retreat. If they did not withdraw, they would have all the advantageous terrain during the day, but they would lose the weather at night.
On the surface, a large number of Japanese attacks were blocked here, but in reality, the Japanese team that actually participated in the attack was only a squadron. But it was different at night. No one on either side could see the other. If the Japanese wanted to attack by force, we had so few people. It is absolutely unstoppable, so even if there is a terrain advantage, it still depends on the strength of both sides.
The little girl was a little bored, so she followed Hu Yi with Hao Yun. Occasionally she kicked a stone and fell down the mountain where she couldn't see the situation clearly, but it made the Japanese team clinging to the cliff feel nervous again.
"It would be great if Wu Shitou was here!" The little girl looked at Luo Fugui who had returned from fetching water. Maybe Wu Shitou could dig in and out anywhere he wanted.
Not far from the edge of the cliff, a few sparsely planted small trees were temporarily planted. Under one tree, one leg was curled up, leaning against the rifle, and the body was curled up under the small shade of the tree.
The golden sunshine filled the earth, and spots covered his body, making it difficult to open his eyes.
Suddenly, I felt a figure blocking the light, and I quickly opened my eyes, but it was Chen Chong who came in front of me, carefully holding an aluminum lunch box, which was burnt black by the fire: "Platoon Leader Liu, this is yours, cooking class Dinner prepared in advance.”
"Where are the soldiers?" Platoon Leader Liu asked worriedly.
"They went to the cooking class by themselves." Chen Chong looked at the company commander in the distance and answered casually.
Far away from the other side of the cliff, a dozen or so people squatted down a ridge for a long time, leaning on the rocks and taking a nap.
Li Xiangpai, who had completed the great task of changing troops, was leaning at the end of the team. His posture, half lying and half leaning on the ground, was unusual, which attracted the attention of every passing soldier and saluted him. That one was neat and eye-catching.
The most arrogant mule platoon leader came back in person to find water, but the soldiers under his command had already let their ducks in a row, settled in an inconspicuous corner to play dice, and set up sentries on the hillside. They were noisy and murmuring, The half-immortal was shouting: "Buy and leave!"
Hu Yi wandered around in a circle and slowly walked back.
However, the smell of smoke wafted from the bottom of the mountain, with a slight aroma of meat. You didn't need to guess to know that the Japs were enjoying themselves. After a while, several rocks were thrown down, and the target was exactly where the smoke was coming from below. No one was hit. , but drew a barrage of artillery fire from the Japanese in retaliation.
The little girl quickened her pace and walked out from behind Hu Yi, followed by Hao Yun. She tilted her ponytail and shouted to Wang Xiaosan who was working: "You have been busy all day, why haven't you finished yet?"
Wang Xiaosan raised his head and grinned: "It's okay anyway. Just make another pot of porridge and we won't have to start a meal at night!"
He lowered his head and continued to put the almost ready porridge on the side into the lunch box.
"You're so busy! You're going to retreat in a moment. Don't you have to eat when you go to the division?" The little girl didn't throw a stone down. She shed tears when she grabbed the stone. However, most of the grenades down the mountain were thrown by her alone. .
Then there was no movement from the Japanese, and it would be a waste to throw them again. The two armies faced each other, and no one on the mountain had any birds to spare.
"You said you want to retreat? Isn't it good to fight the Japanese here? If the Japanese can't come up, you have to stare at them! There are so many of them, let's kill them! Now that we are leaving, all the food on our backs has been taken care of, and it will be easier to go down the mountain. ." Wang Xiaosan talked a lot.
"Can you please stop talking to the pot?" The little girl had a black line on her head.
Hu Yi wandered out from the bushes half deep in the grass, and turned north at the intersection in the direction of Political Commissar Ding. Since the Japs hadn't appeared yet, he probably was thinking of something else. Anyway, the Japs couldn't come up unless they attacked at night. There is nothing to worry about during the day.
Before I walked a few steps, I saw some goods led by Model Squad Leader Wang dragging engineers with shovels to fill the hole.
Seeing Hu Yi coming over, with a dark face and sweating profusely, he cried and said: "Captain Hu, another comrade in our class failed to hold on!"
Hu Yi was silent for a moment: "Uh... weren't we told to send the wounded to the division headquarters? Why haven't you left yet?"
"Two soldiers are too seriously injured and probably won't last that long!"
"Where's Pan Zhuzi?"
"He sent a squad to carry the wounded away with a squad arranged by Platoon Leader Li. Not long after leaving, he is now on the edge of the cliff, throwing stones for fun. This was arranged by the political commissar!"
"Uh... then you guys bury it well, I'll get busy first."
We are used to life and death, so it would be a relief to have a group of brothers dig a hole and bury them in the soil.
Go around the hill in front.
The mule, who was walking towards the puddle again, stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes. On the opposite cliff, there seemed to be a flash of light just now. Shouldn't it be in this high mountain? What do these mean?
He found a place to sit down, took off his military cap and shook it vigorously, staring at the cliff opposite.
Not long after, another flash of light flashed on the opposite side, facing away from the dark part of the cliff. It was obvious that something was strange! My scalp is numb. Are the Japs climbing the mountain?
So isn't the hill opposite me filled with Japs? There is a hurdle coming up from the mountain, which is about ten meters high. You can't go up from your side. If there are really Japs, they can go around it, but why don't they do it? Could it be that not many people came up, but how did they come up?
These thoughts flashed through my mind one by one, and I calmly said, "Little one, come here quickly."
The two of them did not run back immediately. Luo Fugui, who was full of water bottles, instead walked towards the puddle normally like he did when he fetched water last time.
