Chapter 137 Hills

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A group of people wearing hats made of branches and leaves and wearing branches walked slowly along the mountain ridge.

On both sides of the mountain ridge, the sky is deep, the canyons are spread across, and the endless mountains are majestic and majestic, which is definitely not comparable to the rolling hills, just like a dragon that sees its head but not its tail.

From a bird's eye view, thousands of peaks compete for beauty, and thousands of valleys compete for wonders. The two mountains are facing each other, and you may feel that the two mountains are within reach.

Mountains with high peaks are man-made, especially those with bluestones stacked on one side, or exposed rocks on the Yellowstone Mountains. The cliffs are not covered by soil, but are dyed with green layers. Looking from a distance, in the mist, they are all mountains, and it always feels like they are in the distance. The mountain is higher.

The ancient, green pines and cypresses squeezed out from the cliff rocks and flourished stubbornly and tenaciously.

There were more than a hundred people from the division who were walking at the front. They had heard the sound of the plane approaching. With an order, they all lay down in the few bushes on the ridge. Some civilian personnel who had no experience in camouflage were hurriedly tearing grass. The branches cover the body.

On the contrary, it makes the bare mountain ridges in most places more green.

The exhausted elites of the Ninth Company gathered together again and fell to the ground.

Xiao Hongying moved her body a few times, leaned next to Hu Yi, and whispered: "Why did this plane go into the mountains to play?"

Hu Yi didn't move and asked in surprise: "Have you ever seen an airplane?"

"Hey, how could I not have seen it before? When I was traveling from Jiangxi to northern Shaanxi, I was chased by reactionary planes all the way. It was no big deal!" The pigtail was hidden in a hat made of branches and leaves.

"Do you know how to avoid machine guns and bombs on airplanes?"

"What's the problem? Most of the trajectories of Japanese machine guns are in a straight line. Just look at the line and rub it on both sides. When a plane drops bombs, you have to lie down and support your body with your elbows to avoid being injured. Didn't you tell me before? ? asked again.”

There was a noise on the ground, and the guys who listened carefully immediately lifted their bodies off the ground.

"What is a plane? Why can it fly?" Next to him, the mule next to him blinked and asked.

"The airplane is a chicken, and the chicken you roast can fly. Go and ask it why it can fly?" The little girl rarely had such a great opportunity, so she naturally wanted to show off: "The airplane has machine guns and can also drop bombs!"

"Nonsense, that's a reconnaissance plane, not a bomber, what kind of bombs are you throwing!" The half-immortal lying on the side couldn't help but interrupt.

Not to mention the uncooperative goods causing trouble, the angry little girl threw a stone horizontally, hitting the half-immortal in the head.

Li Xiang pulled branches on those who were not covered.

Political Commissar Ding was not with the Ninth Company. As a first-level cadre of an independent regiment, he was recruited to the division headquarters again.

On the green mountain, the Japanese plane did not fly over the mountain ridge. It was a little far away from the team lying on the mountain, but the sound was loud and scary.

Even if you speak loudly, it's okay. As long as you lie down and don't move, your voice will be heard among the roar of the plane. It's impossible for the Japanese far away in the valley on the other side of the mountain to detect you.

One or two hundred people in full camouflage lay motionless beside the bushes beside the mountain road.

The huge roar of the Japanese plane flew overhead not far away.

The mountain wind blew the weeds swaying, and the country bumpkins who had never seen an airplane did not dare to raise their heads, staring blankly at the legendary airplane gradually disappearing into the distance.

My heart was filled with fear, it turned out that this was a plane. The cargoes who had been blown up by the Japanese planes had their hearts dropped to the ground, and their little hearts were still beating wildly involuntarily.

Hu Yi, who looked helpless, was speechless. The Eighth Route Army, which had no anti-aircraft weapons, felt uneasy even when walking.

As the plane flew away, I was a little surprised that there was obviously much lusher vegetation on the mountain ridge, but I had no doubts. The Eighth Route Division headquarters was in front, and there was a long line of infantry marching down the mountain. The Japanese team did not behave abnormally.

The group of people stood up slowly and watched the plane that was about to turn into a black dot disappear in the distance.

The country bumpkins are still recalling that airplanes can fly in the sky, and they don’t seem to be very high. It’s such a magical thing.

Xu Xiao was sticking out his tongue to lick the two lines of snot on his lips. The bear next to him was taller and stronger, holding a huge umbrella and looking around blankly.

After calming down his emotions, he reached out his big hand and touched the back of Xu Xiao's neck next to him, and sighed: "Grandma, I'm finally clean. Xiao, hurry up and leave. Didn't you see that Boss Hu and the others have already moved forward? !”

Xu Xiao turned back to his snotty face and asked the bear, "Squad leader, why is that thing so loud?"

The bear's paw that was on the back of Xu Xiao's neck immediately moved away: "Hurry up, you ask me, who should I ask?"

Figures climbed up one by one, reluctantly looking at the Japanese plane that had disappeared without a trace. Many soldiers of the Ninth Company, although they knew nothing about the situation outside the mountain, had been marching for several days, and there was the legendary division commander in front of them. , beat their eyes with their hands, knocked their heads, patted the soil, and hurriedly followed the team that had left without saying hello.

"Squad leader, where should we... go?" A tall and thick man who finally admitted that Tang Dagou was the squad leader asked cautiously.

This sounds like an idiot question.

"You fucking don't know, how can I know? Wherever there are no Japs, we will go. This is guerrilla warfare, do you understand?"

When the mountain ridge narrowed, a group of people climbed up and slid down from the cracks in the rocks carefully. One of them looked out. After just one glance, his feet trembled immediately. There was no bottom below.

Quickly grab the soldier next to you.

"Grandma, are you trying to catch me? Let go, kid, be careful. I'm still carrying the stretcher. If my hand softens, the brother on the stretcher will fall off." The captured soldier was still carrying the wounded. He immediately cursed.

The wounded man lying on the stretcher could not see the dangers of the mountains. He endured the intense pain, looked at the sky and exhaled a breath, half-squinted his eyes, looked at the clouds in the sky, and moved forward with him.

The steps moved step by step, and no one looked over the cliff anymore.

"Here we come! Company commander...the people from the special agent company behind are here!"

Chen Chong took a soldier behind him and looked around with binoculars as he walked. When he looked back, he finally made a discovery. A group of people followed behind him. It looked like they must be members of the special agent company.

Hu Yi stopped at a slightly wider place and asked Xu Xiao, the mule following closely behind, to move forward and stretch his shoulders.

Staring at Chen Chong who stopped behind him: "Do you know where this road leads?"

"I haven't been here before, and I don't know, but the general direction should be toward!"

The Ninth Company suffered serious attrition. Although Hu Yi was very distressed, since he became a soldier, life and death were not in his hands. He had to transfer the division headquarters in advance and led the Ninth Company to stop the Japanese. He suffered more than half of the casualties, but he finally did it. , and really did it.

The Japs are human beings too, and these Japs seeking death are still carrying out their iron wall encirclement tactics.

Even though he faced an unknown number of Japanese troops, Hu Yi still breathed a sigh of relief. At least, the ninth company organization was still there.

Quietly in a daze, all the soldiers of the Ninth Company passed Hu Yi, who kept nodding.

Finally, the little girl and Chen Chong were left standing beside Hu Yi.