The two people clinging to the cliff were silent for the time being.
The audience below were all on tenterhooks.
Even the Japanese hope that these two people can climb the cliff!
The Japanese captain held up his binoculars and looked carefully at the man on the mountain wall, and finally understood the situation of that man. Where he was now, there was no place upward that could bear the force.
It seemed that there was no chance of capturing these two people alive, so he hesitated to let his soldiers go back to the camp to get some marching blankets.
Unfortunately, it takes at least ten minutes to go back and forth... let's forget it.
Madman Yang looked back again and glanced at the bullied land under the early morning sun.
I feel like I can't hold on for long, so I might as well give up. There's no point in living anyway.
As soon as you let go, it's all over.
If you fall down later, you must put your body underneath it, otherwise, the brother behind you will be injured again after his death.
Life is impermanent, and there seems to be no chance of burning paper for the group leader. It seems good to accompany the group leader and those old brothers.
Suddenly, a wisp of refreshing aroma penetrated into the nose.
The aroma doesn't seem to dissipate...
"Hey, what are you doing standing there? Hurry up and climb up..."
A familiar voice called in my ear.
An illusion must be an illusion.
No, the corpse behind him... seems to have a heartbeat.
Madman Yang shivered, and if it hadn't been for his solid foundation in previous training, he would have almost let go and fallen off the cliff.
Subconsciously asked: "Are you not dead yet?"
The voice behind him was smooth: "Use a rope... to tie my blood vessels... The blood hasn't drained out yet... I'm not dead yet... but... it should be soon."
"Hold on." It's not an illusion!
Crazy Yang suddenly gained confidence and seemed to have strength all over his body.
However, he soon became discouraged again, and his current position was too embarrassing: he had nowhere to draw on.
"Don't worry about me...stay calm first." The person behind him didn't seem to know the situation.
Nor did they ask Madman Yang to cut the rope and abandon him like many people when faced with a desperate situation.
It's not that he's afraid of death, it's that he believes that Madman Yang has the ability to climb up!
"Your leg artery is broken. Press it quickly. The blood loss should not last more than a minute. You can still be saved..." Madman Yang said a long string of words for the first time. He used leggings to tie the wounds of the wounded soldiers. It was just a subconscious habit. , I didn’t expect it to actually work.
But he also knew very well that now, all this was meaningless.
Both men would soon fall to their deaths.
Even if it falls and doesn't fall to death, it will be stabbed to death by a Japanese bayonet.
Even if the devil wants to torture him, it will only be a matter of surviving for a few more days.
What's more, if there is a lack of blood below the leg for too long, that leg will definitely not be saved.
The voice from behind came again: "Hey... there are tree roots above... you can reach them if you raise your hand..."
Madman Yang was leaning against the cliff, so he couldn't see the tree roots that were exactly the same color as the cliff above.
Hearing this, I mustered up the courage again. I stabilized their bodies with my right hand and raised my left hand to touch up.
Soon, I found a somewhat flat tree root as thick as my thumb.
"Be careful...don't break it...you will die..."
"Don't talk...don't move...we are all full of Japs..." Madman Yang was a little surprised that the Japs didn't fire.
However, he quickly understood the reason. He had heard the instructor say before that with the kid's tendency to bully the weak and fear of the strong, and his bullshit warrior spirit of admiring the strong, he should not be able to shoot before climbing up.
No longer thinking about it, I carefully grasped the branch and gave it a try. The roots were quite strong.
No matter how hard you try, you'll die if you can't get up anyway.
The two bodies slowly rose again.
Looking down at the figure illuminated by the sun, my heart almost rose to my throat.
The Japanese captain was indeed full of respect for such a spirit, and had long forgotten that these two men tried to assassinate the major general.
As his body continued to rise, Madman Yang saw clearly the roots of the tree: the roots of Thuja cypress.
There was joy on his face. After staying in the mountains for so long, the tree roots were so familiar. They were so strong that even a little finger could bear the weight of two people!
He couldn't care less about the Japanese and puppet troops who were watching eagerly below.
Holding the roots of rock cypress with one hand, I found a rock ridge with the other hand.
It is almost impossible for ordinary people to climb such a cliff alone.
This person actually climbed up with more than 100 kilograms on his back, which was beyond the awareness of the Japanese and puppet soldiers.
The audience's thoughts at this time were simple: Don't miss.
Crazy Yang grasped the roots of the cypress tree and paused to catch his breath.
I could see clearly that the roots of the tree were getting stronger and stronger as they went up, and I suddenly felt confident.
My feet stepped on the finger-width ridge of the rock, my body pressed against the cliff, and I climbed up little by little...
Eleven meters...
Twelve meters...
It seems to be halfway through.
Another tree root appeared on the cliff. I quickly reached out and grabbed it to test my strength. I used my hands and feet to speed up the climb.
In the last ten meters or so, the rocks were pulled inward to make it easier to climb. Within two minutes, we climbed directly to the top of the cliff.
Then, before he could take a breath, he saw the puppet troops of the search team who had been waiting there.
Crazy Yang was breathing heavily, he was almost completely exhausted.
After running for a long time, I finally fell into the hands of these traitors.
The squad leader of the puppet army looked at the two compatriots covered in blood with a sympathetic expression on his face: "Take them away..."
Halfway up the mountain.
The person who led the team said that the ruined temple below was where the friendly forces hid ammunition and supplies before they surrendered.
In the telescope lens, on a small piece of flat land in front of the temple, more than a dozen Japanese and traitors were chatting and laughing.
Xiao Hongying was in a good mood: "Uncle Li, hey, why are there so many people?"
I never expected that the leader of the team would be a yellow-haired girl. Although there was a horse company commander behind the formation, a middle-aged man named Uncle Li lowered his voice: "The ammunition depot is probably discovered by the enemy. Hey, please speak lower. There are everywhere around here." It's an enemy search party..."
"Didn't all the friendly forces surrender? What else are they searching for?"
"You won the battle, why don't you clean up the battlefield?"
"Hey, what you said makes sense..."
"Hey, what are those people down there doing?"
"Take pictures." Ma Liang said calmly next to him.
"What? Someone is taking pictures?" Xiao Hongying became interested and quickly raised the telescope to take another look. Just now... she saw everything.
I had seen this matter of taking pictures before when I went to the division.
It's the kind of thing that flashes light and smoke, and then people can be printed on the photo. Those guys in the publicity department... cherish that thing more than their lives.
She once wanted to touch it, but was scolded by a clerk for a long time.
Finally seeing a flash of light and a puff of smoke, my heart immediately itched like a cat's scratch, and my eyes widened without blinking.
Li Laosan, the scoundrel who was observing the situation next to him, immediately suggested: "Hey, they don't have many people. How about killing them?"
I'm sorry that this person...is a bandit? Lao Li was startled: "I said, there are enemies everywhere in this area. Don't forget our current mission."
Li Laosan curled his lips: "What the hell is this mission? Isn't it just transporting something? Ma Liang and the others can do this. Besides, we are all wearing puppet army uniforms. What are you afraid of?"
Lao Li looked around. Except for the fact that he was wearing a blue military uniform, it seemed that this was really the case: "But as soon as the gun fired, we were exposed..."
"Aren't you wearing the uniform of a friendly army? Can't we just chase you then?"
This idea was ridiculous. Old Li had a dark mind and finally saw the audacious Ninth Company that Team Leader Zheng was talking about.
Tang Dagou next to him started cheering: "What a good idea."
"Then I'll go down first." After Li Laosan said that, he slid down the steep slope.
Don't we need to wait for the commander's order for this action? Lao Li was dumbfounded when he saw it: "Oh my god, this must be more than twenty meters high, right?"
The big dog was speechless. He quickly raised his hand and led a group of men to the side of the mountain road, preparing to slip down the mountain road.
Ma Liang next to him was speechless and furious. He would cause trouble every time he went out with this wicked girl...
The movement on the hillside immediately attracted the attention of the people taking pictures below, who were busy raising their guns and pulling bolts.
Seeing three Imperial Alliance soldiers sliding onto the small flat ground in front of the old temple, they lowered their guns slightly, and a puppet army officer cursed: "Hey, who are you? What are you doing? You don't want to die. ?”
The lieutenant, who had just finished taking a photo with his command sword, was a little surprised. Those three Imperial Army soldiers...when did they start playing with machetes?
It seemed that he was even more powerful than his own command knife, and he immediately suppressed a bird's call: "This is a stronghold of arms, leave immediately..."
Li Laosan was stunned for a moment. He could still understand the word "munitions". Isn't it just ammunition?
It seems that the little devil has indeed discovered the hidden ammunition.
He immediately grinned: "Hey, I'm watching you taking pictures. I want to join in the fun and take one for me too..."
After saying that, the big knife in his hand suddenly spun and flew up.
He slashed across the neck of the puppet officer at the front, and then slashed at the puppet soldier holding the gun.
The puppet soldiers and Japanese soldiers behind them raised their guns and started shooting at the same time.
Bang...bang...bang...
Gunshots immediately rang out in the mountains.
Then, three or four Japanese and puppet troops fell.
Li Laosan, who had cut off most of the neck of the gun-raising puppet soldier, was already lying on the ground, and the shell gun in his hand began to ring rapidly.
The two junior brothers behind him swirled the lancets in their hands and flew out.
"Third Senior Brother, are you okay?"
"Hey, he's so close. He can't turn the gun as fast as I can." Li Laosan proudly blew the remaining smoke from the gun.
boom...
A ball of fire suddenly appeared from the muzzle...
"Damn, I forgot to open the insurance..." Li Laosan, with his eyebrows curled up, rubbed his eyes. It seemed that his eyes were also smoked...
"Stop, don't run..." A reporter responsible for taking pictures ran desperately down the mountain along the mountain road.
Seeing that the person was still carrying a bag, a voice shouted: "Oh no, it's my junior sister's camera!"
Little did they know that the camera was currently set up in the open space in front of the temple, and that the reporter's bag was filled with just sundries.
When Li Laosan heard this, what's the point? Regardless of the blurred vision, he immediately spread his legs and jumped down the mountain road.
A squad of puppet soldiers was escorting Madman Yang, who was carrying his comrades on his back, along the mountain path down the mountain.
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