"How can it be that serious? If the snow doesn't melt within a week, I will be responsible for delivering the letter."
Squad leader Yueyang patted his chest, but platoon leader Hu Zhijun didn't believe it. With this day, this snow, and this environment, I’m afraid there will be trouble during the Chinese New Year this year.
Wang Ke couldn't interrupt. The situation may be more serious than the command platoon leader Hu Zhijun expected. He lowered his head, took a steamed bun, filled a bowl of boiled cabbage, and ate aside.
After lunch, squad leader Yueyang set up the gongs and drums and started beating "dong dong clang, dong dong clang". After beating it for a while, I lost interest. "Come on, come on, everyone doesn't want to train anymore. I'm here to help you organize a training. Why don't you have any artistic skills? In the future, besides singing, what else can you do at the company's Spring Festival Gala?"
The soldiers in the artillery company really don't have many artistic talents, and they can't go anywhere in this heavy snow. So squad leader Yueyang divided the people into several groups, two playing drums, two playing gongs, one playing cymbals, one playing small gongs, and one playing clappers.
"Let's all make a roaring sound, let's make a sounding sound." Slowly, everyone started taking pictures together. The gongs and drums are loud and deafening. Wang Ke was initially assigned to play the drums, and later was assigned to play the gong.
Anyway, do whatever you are told, obey orders and follow instructions. On the snowy farm, this is the only literary and artistic activity, and it is also a kind of catharsis of emotions in the snowy weather.
In the next few days, in addition to reading books every morning, I also watched the snow. In addition to organizing everyone to play gongs and drums, squad leader Yueyang also played with his suona and banhu. Not to mention that his suona was already playing well, and his banhu was also mellow. Wang Ke basically learned all the gongs and drums.
The heavy snow stopped and stopped, and it just started to melt a little, and then it started again. Repeatedly, it was tearing away the last patience of everyone in the command platoon.
Ten days passed in the blink of an eye, and all the officers and soldiers in the command platoon gradually realized the seriousness of the problem. There was not a single vegetable left, and there was only enough grain, oil, rice and noodles to last a few more days.
"Reconnaissance squad leader!"
"Here, I'm here, platoon leader." Yue Yang ran over from the next door.
"It's time to fulfill your promise. We have to go out in the snow to deliver messages today. Even if we can't find the troops, we can buy some food and vegetables from nearby villages."
Looking at the heavy snow falling in the sky outside, Squad Leader Yue Yang hesitated.
"Platoon leader, let me go!" Wang Ke stood up.
"You stay here." Platoon leader Hu Zhijun glared at Wang Ke, then turned to squad leader Yueyang and said: "It's better to let Da Guo accompany you. Regardless of whether you can get out or not, even if you go to explore the way first, we can't Trapped here."
The telephone squad leader had already packed the few remaining steamed buns and some pickles in the platoon for them, and each of them brought a pot of boiling water, and the two of them set off in the snow.
In the vast snowfield, there are no clear roads or clear fields. After packing up, squad leader Yueyang and Da Guo dove into the heavy snow, stepping on the snow that was almost up to their knees and moving forward based on their memory. The two of them quickly disappeared into the vast snow, and the footprints behind them were soon covered.
Wang Ke was a little worried and rushed out. Thirty to fifty meters away from the dormitory, when I turned around and looked at the dormitory, I couldn't see anything clearly.
"Platoon leader, this won't work. I'm worried that they will get lost. They can't see anything clearly from thirty to fifty meters away. Let's go find them quickly! Once they get lost, they will be in danger."
Platoon leader Hu Zhijun was a little nervous when he heard what Wang Ke said. After walking out of the door, I looked up at the sky and then at the row of dormitories in front of me. It was really difficult to see. He walked forward quickly for another few dozen meters and ran back quickly.
"Telephone monitor!"
"arrive."
"Hurry up and take two people with you, follow the footprints and chase them back."
"yes!"
"Platoon leader, I'm going too." Wang Ke said loudly. He had already tied his trouser legs with a cloth bag and found two sticks that were as high as his eyebrows. Without waiting for the monitor to finish speaking, he handed one of the sticks to the monitor on the phone. Then he plunged into the heavy snow anxiously.
The footprints of the two people can no longer be seen clearly, only a row of shallow snow nests.
The squad leader who caught up said to Wang Ke, "Can we catch them? Those behind should catch up quickly, and we must not fall behind."
Wang Ke was very anxious, "I hope they will walk slower, I hope they will be safe."
As he said that, he kicked deeply and shallowly, poking and walking with the stick to open a path in front. The person who was leading the way in the snow had the most difficult time. After chasing for more than two miles, the footprints suddenly disappeared. No, according to the speed at which squad leader Yueyang and the others are traveling, they cannot move so fast. And it's not far from the venue. Even if you get lost, you won't get lost anywhere?
Wang Ke was thinking about it and couldn't help but look back in the direction he came from just now. It was okay if he didn't look at it, but he was shocked when he looked at it. How could there be any scenes behind it? There was only a blizzard. The space between heaven and earth was like a huge cage, with only confused wind and snow, and their footprints could no longer be seen clearly.
"Everyone, spread out and look around. Are there any footprints?" In the wind and snow, the squad leader was also anxious on the phone. Passing geese leave traces, and passing people leave imprints. No matter how heavy the snow is, it is impossible not to leave even a single footprint in such a short period of time.
Wang Ke lowered his head and carefully identified the shallow snow nests in the ground. He used his hands to open up the snow nests. There seemed to be footprints underneath. Following the snow nests, he suddenly saw a protruding place not far away. There is something vaguely like a tree root poking there.
Isn't this the dry well?
Wang Ke was overjoyed and hurriedly walked over with his stick in hand and stepped on the deep snow. Yes, there are indeed several shallow pockets of snow surrounding this raised spot. He threw away the stick in his hand and struggled to remove the snow on it with his hands. Sure enough, the straw curtain was still there, but only one tree trunk remained. He opened the straw curtain, and in the dry well below, Da Guo was squatting, and who was huddled next to him if he wasn't Squad Leader Yueyang?
It turned out that the two of them were really lost. They were following the path in their memory, but they slowly went astray and came to the dry well. Moreover, the squad leader Yueyang in front of him missed his footing and fell into the dry well. Daguo put down a tree trunk and tried to fish it out, but he couldn't find it anywhere. The dry well was not deep. At this time, squad leader Yueyang's feet were still sprained, but he was like a buffalo falling into a well. He couldn't move it out even if he had the strength. Daguo thought for a while and jumped down to find a way. After both of them came down, Da Guo found that the problem was serious. The sides of the well were completely covered with ice and were dry and slippery. You can't even reach the edge of the well with a ladder. Being careless, the two of them were trapped in a dry well.
The straw curtain was blown up again by the wind and snow, and the snow was blown by the wind and quickly piled up on it. If Wang Ke hadn't found him quickly, I'm afraid the two of them would have been in danger.
The telephone monitor and several others quickly stepped forward, took off the backpack straps around their waists, and dragged the two people up with a lot of effort.
As soon as squad leader Yueyang came up, he lost his temper. "It was you, Wang Ke, who covered this dry well with a straw curtain and turned it into a trap. Otherwise, how could I fall in?"
The telephone monitor was nearby, laughing and angry. "You are not smart enough to walk on your own, so you blame others for falling into the well. If Wang Ke hadn't been worried about you getting lost and suggested to the platoon leader to find you quickly, I'm afraid you both would have to spend the night in this well tonight."
Da Guo didn't say a word, he just patted Wang Ke on the shoulder.
Wang Ke re-covered the dry well, turned around and bent down to pick up the stick, and said to squad leader Yueyang: "Squad leader, your foot is sprained, I will carry you."
Squad leader Yueyang jumped over on one foot, "That's pretty much it. Let's see how I deal with you when I get back."
"Hey, where are our things?" Squad leader Yueyang, who was lying on Wang Ke's shoulder, turned to Da Guo and asked.
"Oh, it's still in the well." I just climbed up and forgot all the food in the well.
"Forget it, don't do it, lives are more important than things." said the telephone monitor. He walked in front, poking with a stick to clear the way. In fact, he went back to get the things. He might not know how long it would take, and now the trouble is coming. , several people didn’t know where to go.
I no longer know where I came from, and I can't even see any landmarks.
Memory plays no role in the snow.
Several people walked hard, and from time to time someone slipped into the pit. Everyone went to drag him up again. The sticks Wang Ke brought and the backpack straps brought by the telephone squad leader played a big role.
"Wang Ke, please put down your squad leader and come and see, where should we go?" The squad leader stopped on the phone. He was also anxious. The snow was getting heavier and heavier. Now with a person who has difficulty walking, the six of us were completely lost. . Looking back, the dry well was no longer visible.
"Where are we now? Which direction should we go?"
Everyone looked around and saw that everything was exactly the same.
"We should be about one kilometer away from where we live, not much more!" Wang Ke said to himself, no matter how good his knowledge of military topography is, it is all useless now. He put down the squad leader Yueyang, looked around, thought for a moment, and said to the squad leader on the phone: "Squad leader, let's do this, there are six of us, you and our squad leader wait here, and the remaining four of us walk in all directions, while Just shout while walking and come back when you can’t hear the sound, and someone will always find the direction.”
"Okay, let's do it like this."
Soon, the four people walked back to back in four directions. But even after walking a hundred or two hundred meters, the sound was no longer heard, and several people were frightened and hurried back. This method did not work.
When the four people came back, they all turned into snowmen and were frozen to the knees below.
Monitor Yueyang sat in the snow, very frustrated. Aren't we all trapped here? He patted the snow and said to the monitor on the phone: "Oh, I wish I had my gongs and drums guy in hand. I was shouting so hard that my voice was hoarse."
Wang Ke suddenly shouted, "Don't talk, everyone."
He listened carefully, and in the wind and snow, a faint sound of gongs could be heard in the distance: "Dang, Dang, Dang Dang Dang, Dang Dang Dang..."
"Squad leader, did you hear that?" Wang Ke asked, and everyone listened attentively.
"I heard it, it's the gong, it's over there!" the telephone monitor shouted in surprise.
"Yes, it's our gongs and drums."
Wang Ke carried squad leader Yueyang on his back again, and several people moved towards the sound of the gong.
After walking a few hundred meters, I could faintly see a piece of fire, slightly reddish in the snow and fog, and the sound of gongs became louder and louder.
After walking a few hundred meters, I saw a few people standing by the light of the fire. Who was the platoon leader beating the gong, Hu Zhijun? Standing next to him was Huang Zhonghe, the wireless squad leader, and the two cymbals were smashed loudly and loudly.
"Platoon leader, we are back!" Several people's eyes were a little moist, and everyone hugged each other.
If it weren't for the platoon leader's gong and the guidance of the fire burning outside, it would be a miracle that a few people could have walked back today!
Entering the house, the six people's trouser legs were covered with ice. Except for Wang Ke’s big-toe shoes, the rest are all lumpy.
