When the dog woke up on Tuesday, he found that he was feeling uncomfortable all over. He didn't know how long he had been lying here. He only remembered that when he passed out, the surroundings were filled with dust and he couldn't see anything else at all.
Now, silence has returned to his surroundings, the dust has fallen, and Tuesday the dog can clearly see the dried blood in front of his face.
It was the nosebleeds and the blood seeping out of his ears from the shock. Although it wasn't much, it was shocking to see.
Fortunately, the weather here is not cold. If he was lying in the ruins in the north, he would probably freeze to death. Even though it’s almost February, the temperature at night is still very cold.
On Tuesday, the dog insisted on getting up from the ground. Fortunately, he heard the noise he made, which proved that at least he was not deaf.
The dust on his body fell to the ground, and Tuesday the dog saw the rifle beside him and a body that had been dead for a long time.
That was his comrade, the Qin Army soldier lying here hiding with him. The other party was also a recruit, a young man with a very discerning eye.
I heard that the other party said that he was from Guangmian, a city in the west of Qin State, and was a farmer who cultivated cotton before. He was recruited to serve as a soldier for only a little more than a month, and he didn't even learn how to form a formation.
The reason why this young man followed Tuesday Dog was that he hoped he could teach him more survival skills. It's a pity... On the third day after arriving at the front line, this young man died.
Tuesday Dog couldn't even remember the young man's name clearly, because he knew so many names, and these names were almost useless in the future.
Feeling pain all over his body, Tuesday Dog struggled to the wall of the ruins with clumsy movements and sat leaning against the wall, breathing in the somewhat turbid air.
Frankly speaking, there was a corpse nearby, and the smell here was actually not pleasant, but the dog was still breathing heavily on Tuesday, as if he had never enjoyed such breathing.
His somewhat chaotic head was filled with all kinds of thoughts, and for a while even he himself didn't know which one he should deal with first.
Why didn't any medic come to see him? Are your troops still here? What time is it now? Will the Tang army's bombardment continue?
Through the gaps and gaps in the ruins, Tuesday Dog saw the abandoned defensive position in the distance. It was beyond recognition. The scrapped machine guns left there were leaning next to the corpses, looking so decadent.
Oops... His troops should have left. If they were still there, they wouldn't be able to let a damaged machine gun stay on the position.
Tuesday Dog knew that the machine gun was the company commander's treasure, and it seemed that the entire company only had one machine gun as fire support.
Now that the Qin army has withdrawn, then...has the Tang army arrived? This is the dog’s second concern on Tuesday. He didn't dare to shout or confirm whether there were any of his companions around, because he didn't know whether his shout would call out his own friendly troops or a group of Tang people.
Damn...how long had he been unconscious? Why didn't those damn medical soldiers confirm whether he was still alive and abandoned him on the battlefield like this?
Why is the Qin army so embarrassed every time it retreats, and they don't even care about the life and death of their own people, so they just flee without their armor?
More than ten years ago, wasn't the Qin army still a fearsome and powerful army? Wasn't the Qin army at that time someone who didn't even dare to provoke the Great China Empire? Didn't the Qin army at that time claim to be invincible in every attack?
But only a dozen years later, how could the Qin Army that he was familiar with, or that he had been familiar with, become like this?
Finally, after a few more minutes of recovery, Tuesday the dog was able to move around briefly. He lay down in a gap and looked out, and happened to see a Tang armored vehicle, with a group of Tang soldiers resting next to the vehicle.
The other party was talking and laughing, and seemed to be eating. There was a strange tank parked in the distance. There were a lot of various devices on the round turret.
Of course, Tuesday Dog could not recognize that it was a modified 59 tank equipped with night vision devices and laser range finders, but he recognized the wheeled armored vehicle next to the tank.
That was the only "Tang Army" he had seen before. That time he saw this wheeled armored reconnaissance vehicle from a distance. Later he learned that that thing was the "Caller" with the most equipment among the Tang Army's reconnaissance troops.
This is the nickname given by the Qin Army to this wheeled armored vehicle, because after seeing this kind of armored vehicle, the Tang Army will soon organize artillery attacks to destroy the exposed positions of the Qin Army.
Well, he now had a choice - surrender. As long as he walks out with his hands raised, it seems that everything will come to a successful end.
But for some reason, the dog struggled back to his rifle on Tuesday, grabbed the 98K, and then returned to the gap.
He set up his weapon and aimed his sight through the sight hole at a Tang Army soldier who was eating.
Damn...what am I doing? Tuesday the dog kept barking in his mind, but the movements of his hands were still going on slowly.
He pulled the bolt of the gun and pushed a bullet into the chamber. Then he adjusted his turbulent breathing and allowed his trembling hands to recover to some extent.
He was afraid at this moment, because he knew that as soon as the gunfire sounded, his position would be exposed, and then the Tang soldiers would surround him from all directions and kill him.
But he still decided to do something for himself and Qin. He no longer wanted to hide and run away like a coward. At this moment, he was ready to be a brave person.
"Huh..." He took a deep breath and pulled the trigger. The Tang Army soldier pointed at the gun fell down immediately after the gunfire. The surrounding Tang Army soldiers began to evade as if they were electrocuted. After a breath, only the Tang Army soldier who fell to the ground was left in the bustling place.
"There's a sniper!" Tuesday Dog heard someone yell.
"I probably know his location! Go around on both sides! Cover! Cover!" In the urgent command, Tuesday Dog even saw the turret of the wheeled infantry fighting vehicle rotating.
"Bang!" Tuesday Dog, who had cocked his gun, fired again, but this time his bullet hit the thick steel plate of the armored vehicle and had no effect.
Forget it...at least he killed one, that's enough. With this in mind, Tuesday Dog saw the grenade rolling to his feet. The Tang army found his hiding place and had no intention of taking a prisoner.
After the explosion, he knew nothing.
(End of chapter)
