Chapter 392 Lost someone!

Style: Historical Author: Lao ZheWords: 2991Update Time: 24/01/18 13:01:21
A wisp of green smoke curled up in the dusk.

Shang Zhen gnawed on the horse meat and looked up at the green smoke. The dusk was dim, and although the green smoke was slightly different from the color of the sky, he thought that if someone was looking from a distance at this time, they should not be able to see the green smoke!

It would be great if there was no war, which makes me always suspicious now.

Shang Zhen sighed silently and continued to eat meat, and so did the soldiers and students around him.

The fire in the stove was still burning, and the ice in the iron jar above had melted into water. Erhanzi poured the water into two glass bottles, then tightened the caps of the bottles, and then the two The bottle fell into the hands of Leng Xiaozhi and Li Yajuan.

The two female students will always receive extra care. They can carry the two glass bottles with hot water in their arms, so that they can stay warm in the severe cold in the middle of the night.

After a while, the sky turned completely dark, and this was the end of another day.

Soldiers like Shang Zhen and the three male students Zhang Xiaoyan endured the cold, but Leng Xiaozhi and Li Yajuan slept together in each other's arms at night.

The two good friends almost became love rivals, but thanks to the appearance of Qian Chuan'er, they reconciled again.

The night became darker and darker, and the men were naturally speechless, using their bodies to fight against the severe cold of about minus 20 degrees.

At this time, the whispers of the two female students could be heard.

"Oh, what are you doing?" Leng Xiaozhi was talking about Li Yajuan.

Gu Yong is a pronunciation in Northeastern dialect, and its meaning is similar to creeping and dishonest.

"They just keep moving." That was Li Yajuan's voice.

"If you keep wandering around to find your Qian Chuan'er, I won't want you anymore." That was Leng Xiaozhi's threatening voice.

"I hate you, what are you talking about? If I leave, whose arms will you fall into? Besides, don't think I dare not!" Li Yajuan retorted.

Then Li Yajuan giggled. It turned out that she was tickled by Leng Xiaozhi.

After that, the two female students stopped making any sound, but used the body heat of their embrace and the glass bottles in their arms to resist the cold.

At this time, Shang Zhen, who was sitting against a tree, heard the two female students murmuring. He couldn't help but reach out and touch his arms.

There was already a thin thing in his arms, which was stuffed into him when Leng Xiaozhi followed him at night.

Shang Zhen actually looked at it. It was a photo, a photo taken by Leng Xiaozhi in a photo studio in Xi'an.

Leng Xiaozhi didn't say anything when she handed him the photo, she just looked at him with burning eyes.

Leng Xiaozhi's gaze was so intense at that time that Shang Zhen didn't dare to look directly at her, so he could only avoid her gaze and look at the photo.

The girl in the photo looked cold and beautiful, but that girl was lively and lively in front of him after the photo came out. It was impossible to say that Shang Zhen didn't have some thoughts at that time.

It's just that Shang Zhen was not used to that kind of emotional fluctuation at that time. He didn't want to hear the sound of his heartbeat racing, so he could only turn the photo over.

At that time, there was still a hint of red sunset on the other side, and Shang Zhen saw four words written behind the photo, and those four words were "Three Lives, Three Worlds"!

Shang Zhen couldn't understand why Leng Xiaozhi wrote four words on the photo. Shouldn't it be for life? Why did it become three lives and three lives?

He suddenly thought of the story Chen Hanwen told about his lover, friend, and husband in his previous life. Could it be that Leng Xiaozhi was stimulated by something?

Or is it like Leng Xiaozhi said, he has saved her life three times, and she owes him three lives?

Alas, thinking of this, Shang Zhen sighed slightly.

This woman is troublesome if she is educated. She is not as good as that big country girl with a thick waist and a round butt.

Thinking of this, Shang Zhen became happy. He stopped thinking about Leng Xiaozhi and began to fight against the cold to fall asleep.

People need to sleep after all, no matter how cold it is, they still need to sleep. After all, the winter temperature in Shaanxi is still higher than that in the three northeastern provinces. Shang Zhen slowly fell asleep.

He didn't know how long he had been asleep before he started dreaming. What he regretted was that in his dream, he did not see the big country girl with a thick waist and round butt that he imagined. Instead, he still saw Leng Xiaozhi's fiery gaze. .

Subconsciously, Shang Zhen was still thinking that it was so cold that he could dream, but then he woke up with a start.

I have to stay away from this girl from now on, and won't let myself calm down even when I sleep.

While Zhang Zhen was thinking about it, he suddenly heard some kind of sound coming from the bottom of the mountain.

Um? Just at that sound, Shang Zhen stretched out his hand and instinctively touched the cold handle of his box cannon.

What is that sound? It was the sound of a hard object hitting something, a "dang" sound.

During the recent period, Zhang Zhen and the others had stayed in the wilderness too many times because they were avoiding the pursuit of the military commanders.

Even the mountains and fields in the winter night are not as peaceful as imagined. For example, there is the sound of wind blowing dead leaves, the breaking of dead branches, and occasionally the cry of night owls or even the howl of wolves.

But Shang Zhen can guarantee that such a "dang" sound will never be made in the night.

Shang Zhen opened his eyes and looked down the mountain, but what could he see? The night was pitch black and a bit cloudy, so you couldn't see anything at all!

But Shang Zhen could still imagine the source of the sound.

Just because there is ice buried in snow at the bottom of the mountain. If someone walks on that ice, it is easy to slip. If that person is carrying some kind of hard object, such as a gun or grenade, it will definitely hit the ice. Make a "dang" sound.

As for other possibilities, Shang Zhen really can't imagine them.

"Wake up, wake up, there's something going on!" Shang Zhen began to greet his partners in a low voice.

At this time, Shang Zhen was really grateful for the cold night. Because it was too cold, no one could sleep well. At his low voice, Qian Chuan'er, Er Hanzi, Hou Kanshan and others The soldiers woke up one after another, including the students.

"Don't say anything, just listen to me and follow me, heading northwest!" Shang Zhen said in a low voice.

In fact, Shang Zhen is not sure whether there are enemies below, but he is sure that the sound he heard cannot be faked.

He also didn't want to have a gunfight with the other party in the dark, as that would probably cause accidental injuries, and they might not be able to provide effective protection to these students, so it was the last word to sneak away quietly.

The reason why Shang Zhen wanted to take people to the northwest was naturally because he had observed the terrain before dark.

The hillside there was relatively steep and there were no trees. He and his people could sneak down from it.

"I'll go down first. If there's no ambush below, I'll throw a stone up and you guys can sneak out.

When you go down, you must take your weapons and hard objects, including Leng Xiaozhi, Li Yajuan and your bottles, and don't make any noise! "After groping his way to that position, Shang Zhen whispered.

The next step was naturally in accordance with Shang Zhen's plan.

Five minutes later, Shang Zhen and the others really slipped out of the hill to the foot of the mountain.

But at this time, no one else heard any strange noises around the hill, but no one doubted Shang Zhen.

Shang Zhen himself was a little doubtful about this. Did he hear it wrong before?

It shouldn’t be! That "dang" sound is real!

Shang Zhen was thinking there when he heard a rustling sound coming from the left side.

This time not only Shang Zhen heard it, but everyone else heard it too!

There were quite a few people who touched the other party after hearing that voice.

At this time, the role of the veteran's experience was reflected. Everyone was touching the gun, but no one moved the bolt.

You must know that if you turn the bolt of the gun on such a quiet night, there will be a sound, and it is likely to be noticed by the other party.

"Pass it down one by one, follow me, then go northwest, don't make a sound!" Shang Zhen whispered to the people following him.

The night was too dark, and he didn't know who he was talking to. Anyway, it couldn't be wrong that it was one of his own.

A philosopher once said that the night gave me black eyes, but I used them to look for light. But in the dark night, human eyes cannot see without light.

If it had been daytime then the fighting would have happened long ago. Just because we couldn't see each other in the dark night, a strange scene happened. Shang Zhen and the others walked cautiously to the northwest, while the enemy who came to attack them also cautiously moved up the mountain. The difference between the two sides was only forty or fifty. Just rice.

Ten minutes later, when Shang Zhen and the others hid in a bush, they finally saw a faint light coming from the mountain. This kind of light was too familiar to Shang Zhen and the others, because they had done this before. That's the flashlight covered with cloth.

And now they finally came out of the enemy's siege, and the stone in everyone's heart fell to the ground, but at this moment an accident happened.

"Xiaozhi, where are you?" That was Li Yajuan's voice, but there was no reply from Leng Xiaozhi!