The reconnaissance squad leader is lost, which is incredible!
As soon as we came out of Nanshao Village and climbed up the hillside, the little braying donkey got lost.
Large swaths of snowflakes fell from the dim sky. In an instant, the mountains, rivers, fields, and villages were all covered in heavy white snow. The sky and the earth were completely the same color, and a few hundred meters away there was a mist.
The little donkey was very confident and without any hesitation, he dragged the sled "Dede De" down the road and ran down the mountain.
Wang Ke, who was on the sled, was still immersed in Dong's magical medical skills just now, and he also trusted the little barking donkey who knew how to do it. It wasn't until the little barking donkey walked four or five kilometers in one breath that Wang Ke suddenly realized something was wrong, because the little barking donkey's legs sank deeper and deeper, and finally he couldn't walk anymore.
Wang Ke jumped off the sled and looked around. Why hadn't he arrived at the sand quarry just now? He hadn't seen the trees on both sides of the road, let alone the snow cave where Cuilan had slipped down?
It's over, you took the wrong road! The only way out now is to go back and find the mountain top again.
I quickly followed the sled tracks back, but it was too late. After walking two kilometers, I found that there was a vast expanse of white everywhere, and the sled tracks could no longer be seen.
Wang Ke was immediately gripped by a huge fear. You can't see the mountain going forward, and you can't find the road backward. If you can't find the way back to camp before dark, you'll be bumping into each other in this Xishan area. If we encounter a few more wolves, one person and one donkey, it will be over.
The little barking donkey stood there, sneezing out puffs of hot air from his nostrils from time to time.
"Are you a Guizhou donkey? If you are not a Guizhou donkey, how can you be so incompetent?" Wang Ke yelled at the little barking donkey. Last year at the division farm, squad leaders Yue Yang and Da Guo went to report the news, and they were trapped in a snow well. . There were six people in total at that time, but now it’s just me and this stupid donkey!
Now you can no longer control the road? Only by heading east quickly and directly, away from the dangerous areas of the Western Mountains, can we go back.
Although it was afternoon, the sun was not visible above and the tree crowns were not visible below. Moreover, the underground grass here is not like the snow ridges and sand ridges of Inner Mongolia, nor does it exist that the south bank is steep and the north bank is gentle.
Standing there, Wang Ke calmed down quietly and recalled the road the little barking donkey had just run out of the village. In other words, when he came out, the direction of the barracks was on the right side of the road, and now he returned to the direction of the road. Walking through the village, the direction of the barracks is on the left side of the road. And here is the bifurcation of Yishui and Xushui. The Yishui River meanders here and goes straight to the southeast. If you are not unlucky, you will be lucky to find Xushui, which is ten kilometers south. Because the further away from Xishan, the further away from the wolves.
If you follow the current route and take a vertical angle, you will definitely be able to find the Yishui River. As long as you find the Yishui River and walk downstream in this direction, you will definitely reach the village where the barracks is located.
Thinking of this, Wang Ke jumped off the sled. He took the stick he had just brought and used a rope to lift himself up. The other end was tied to the sled. He tied dough bags on his legs and explored the path step by step. Leading the little donkey, we started a 40-kilometer long march in the snow.
The reason why I didn't dare to let the little braying donkey wander ahead was because I was afraid that if it accidentally slipped into a ditch, its barking would be unresponsive, and its barking would be ineffective, and it might be completely ruined. At this time, how he wished that Gu Maolin could appear by his side.
Don't go out in the dark on a rainy night, don't go into a trap in a snowy day.
Because on rainy days, the shiny areas on the road are filled with water, while on snowy days, the areas with pits are covered with thick snow and are most likely to collapse.
In this way, Wang Ke moved forward with stick after stick.
This kind of wilderness is completely different from the snow on the road, and it is quite difficult to walk on it. Basically one kick is high and one is low. After finally walking about two or three kilometers, Wang Ke saw a pine tree in front of him. I quickly ran over, trying to correct the direction in time based on the bark of the tree crown.
When I ran up to it, I discovered that this lonely tree had all the branches about three meters high below cut down. The four directions of the tree crown were almost the same, and there was no trace of bark. It was tight in the north and sparse in the south. There was no ant nest. To the south. I walked around the tree several times, but found nothing.
No, we must be able to find the direction.
Wang Ke lowered his head and stood in the snow and thought for a moment. How else can he tell the direction in this snowy day? This rare tree. He squatted down, but the snow on one side was slightly higher. He quickly removed the snow under the roots of the tree, there must be it, there must be it.
There was no grass under the root of the tree. He stood up, touched the rough bark and looked up, and finally saw the pine gum flowing out from one side of the pine tree.
Just for this moment, Wang Ke felt happy. Combined with the snow that had just come up on that side, he found the direction. It was snowing and there was a northwest wind, and pine gum can only be found if there is plenty of light. So we immediately determined the direction and continued moving forward. In his mind, if he followed the direction guided by this tree, he would definitely encounter a village or the Juma River.
The snow is getting lighter, but the sky is getting dark quickly.
Normally it wouldn't be dark until six o'clock, but now it was only around five o'clock, and there wasn't even a little light left for me. He lit the pony and now it was harder to move.
The wind whistled in my ears, and even wearing a fur coat made it difficult to resist the cold weather. However, Wang Ke was not without chills. The little braying donkey was clearly exhausted. The mane on his neck and back were covered with snow. It had already eaten another bag of fodder under the tree. At this time, it was sneezing out balls of hot air from its nostrils, and the air was getting louder and louder.
Wang Ke took off his fur coat and put it on the little donkey's back. He took out the few buns and a piece of cake given by Uncle Dong and stuffed them into the little donkey's mouth. Then he put a kettle into the donkey's mouth. Open it and feed it a few mouthfuls.
The little donkey pawed angrily in the deep snow with one hoof, as if cursing the road.
"Let's go, the road is not easy, it's not your fault!"
One person and one donkey, continue to move forward in the snow...
The man was tired after walking, and suddenly Wang Ke heard a dog barking. Where there are dogs, there is a village, and that’s great.
Judging by the time and distance traveled, we were already at least twenty kilometers away from Xishan. Wang Ke remembered that the Yishui River should have flowed into the Juma River in this area long ago. The Juma River is wider and gentler than the Yishui River, so its surroundings should be a vast plain, and there are no hilly areas like Xishan.
Sure enough, Wang Ke looked around and saw that there were no more ditches or bumps. Except for the unclear direction, it was obviously much better than just now. No longer needing to worry about those snow pits, Wang Ke took off the rope, climbed onto the sled, patted the little donkey on the butt, adjusted the direction, and ran towards the sound of the dog barking.
In Wang Ke's impression, the Juma River meets at least five villages. For thousands of years, people on the plains have been accustomed to living near the water. But unlike in the south, the foundations of every household are built one meter above the ground to prevent river water from flooding back.
After walking no more than three miles, we finally saw the light.
He quickly walked to a courtyard, knocked on the door and asked, and found out that the owner of the house was an old man.
Looking at a man and a donkey covered in snow, he said, "It's the People's Liberation Army, come in quickly."
"No, uncle, I just want to find some hot water from you and ask again? What is the name of your village?"
"Where are you going?"
"To Lettuce Village!"
"Ah, that's so far away! It's at least fifty miles away from here." The uncle was referring to Huali.
"Is there a major road?"
"Yes, but it's more than ten miles away from the village, and you can't reach it!" Only then did Wang Ke realize that he had deviated from the road he came on by several kilometers. After walking for more than six or seven hours in the afternoon, he was actually in a straight line. The distance was only about ten kilometers. If we hadn't found this village by accident and heard the barking of dogs, the situation might have been even worse.
"What about Juma River?"
"The river is not far away. It's just behind the village. You can reach it just through the village. What are you looking for in the river?" The uncle said in a local accent.
While he was talking to the uncle, he found a basin and brought a basin of warm water. To make the little donkey drink enough, and to feed it some fodder, a piece of cake and the last wotou, it was the hardest work tonight.
"Thank you, uncle!" Wang Ke drank some boiled water at the uncle's place, ate something, tightened the things on the sled again, declined the uncle's offer to stay, and waved goodbye, because Zuo Weibing's son was still waiting for him. Life-saving medicine.
This was convenient. The sled quickly passed through the village and found the Juma River beside the village. With this river, no matter how many turns it took, it would pass through three more villages before reaching the village closest to the barracks. As long as you get there, you can find the family home if you close your eyes.
In the wide Juma River, just find the flattest place in the middle to walk, because the flattest place is water, which is already covered with thick ice.
"Little Barking Donkey, Little Barking Donkey, you won't get lost again this time, right? Run forward along the flat road."
Wang Ke started chatting with the little barking donkey. The small pony lantern was lit on the right side of the sled. Wang Ke estimated that it would only take another five hours to get there.
At this time, a platoon of long left guards and several soldiers from their platoon were standing at the intersection of the barracks, holding lanterns, and had been waiting for more than two hours. He kept pacing back and forth, and the snow crunched under his feet.
The little guy also found some goat's milk during the day, which could hold him back for a while. Now he was afraid that Wang Ke would get lost, and that he would fall into a snow ditch with one donkey and one man, and be alone and helpless, which would be troublesome.
"Platoon leader, let's go look for him!"
The platoon leader Zuo Wei shook his head. He firmly believed that as the reconnaissance squad leader with the best military skills in the company, Wang Ke would have a way to come back. During dinner, the second platoon leader Hu Zhijun also told him that if everything goes well, he should be back before dinner. If everything goes wrong, there is no point in going to meet him or look for him.
Only at this time do people feel the preciousness of the friendship between comrades-in-arms. This is something that no amount of money can buy, and no amount of benefits can replace it. On the battlefield, it is called a life-and-death friendship, and on weekdays, it is called a sincere relationship.
It's snowing so heavily, it's so cold, it's not a relative or a friend, it's a round trip of more than 80 kilometers, if you don't feel sorry for me, who will?
As the warm current passed by, the long row of left guards became more and more uneasy. It was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and on the way from Xishan, no one came all afternoon.
If your child grows up, you must let him remember that there is an uncle who has been walking for twelve hours on this snowy night for a mouthful of milk from you. The first person to be grateful should not be the parents, but risk Wang Ke, Xue asks for medicine for you!
