This series of chapters is mainly to promote the spirit of the Red Army's Long March, but the author's talent is limited and he has to draw some inspiration from some Red Army Long March stories. I would like to express my deepest apologies to the original authors of these great stories and the readers.
I am not a historical nihilist, I just want to carry forward our great revolutionary spirit. Of course, this is just a novel, and all the contents in it are purely fictitious! Don’t take it as real history! However, the content is fictional, but the spirit and emotions expressed are real. I hope you will not forget how hard-won our happy life is today. Of course I am not writing this for profit! I only care about the traffic and hope that more people can see this work. I also hope that you don’t need to give me rewards or gifts.
Okay, let’s start with the main text.
The rebel soldiers have gone through many dangers and have entered the big forest, but the enemy has also set up an ambush inside in advance, and they are bound to catch all these soldiers!
It's nice to daydream.
A young soldier in the rebel army was still excitedly recording everything that happened around him every day. The young man thought this was just a long trip, but he never expected that what he was experiencing and recording would be A unique miracle in human history.
"On the 23rd, today is a sunny day, but the fighting situation is not good. The enemy's pursuers are catching up again. A few of us are so hungry that we can hardly walk, but these alone are not enough to defeat us. After several guerrilla attacks, the enemy retreated... I am so hungry, it would be great if I could have a hot meal..."
"On the 25th, we have arrived in front of the enemy's second line of defense and are about to break out. The enemy's firepower is extremely fierce. We have sacrificed too many people. Alas, I hope I can survive..." "If I die, please Give this diary to me, the widow."
"On the night of the 26th, the enemy's bullets were so slippery. They hit my abdomen. It hurt. It hurt like hell. However, we successfully broke through. There were less than ten people in the whole platoon who survived... I didn't know that this was the case. How many more battles will we have to fight, but we are all ready to sacrifice..."
"On the 28th, I was so hungry. All the food had been eaten. We had to cook our belts. Finding a wild vegetable on the ground became a luxury. The young leaves on the road had to be reserved for the seriously injured. Hiss... The wound is infected, but I must leave those precious medical resources to other wounded people... I hope I can persevere..."
Later, the owner of this diary changed. When breaking through the enemy's third line of defense, the young soldier rushed forward without hesitation to cover the breakout of the seriously wounded... Later, when people sorted out his belongings, they only found his diary.
This kind of thing often happens throughout the strategic shift. Countless unknown soldiers fell on the battlefield in this big forest. Their names are unknown, and their bodies have nowhere to bury, but their deeds have not been forgotten. , it was their heroic sacrifice that supported the great victory of this strategic shift!
The terrain and environment of the big forest are complex and changeable. Everywhere the rebel soldiers go, they have to face cruel tests from nature...
The Fourth Regiment responsible for leading the charge has already rushed to the grassland. Rather than saying it is a grassland, it is more appropriate to say it is a thousand-mile swamp. However, the soldiers of the Fourth Regiment do not care whether it is a swamp or a mountain. Their main task is to open a road and defeat the enemy. line of defense to find a safer way for the large forces in the rear.
Captain Zhao of the Fourth Regiment had already died. During the breakout, he led his cadres to the front and was hit by a stray bullet... The acting commander, Captain Li, was not a simple rough man. He saw that it was already dark. The troops were ordered to stop and rest, but there were muddy silts and murderous swamps everywhere. There was no suitable place to camp. The rebel soldiers lay down on the ground, using the sky as their quilt and the ground as their bed. …
"Hey, Commander, do you think there is still an enemy ambush here?" Commander Li looked at the young soldiers who came up to him, smiled and touched his head, lit a cigarette and took a deep breath, and said seriously: "The enemy is everywhere, we must remain vigilant. Tonight, Second Battalion, you are responsible for guarding."
In the dead of night, the soldiers who had been running around all day could finally take a short rest, but they were restless at night. It suddenly rained here in the middle of the night. The rain made the already slippery swamp even more dangerous. It was difficult to sleep at night. It is very likely that they will fall and roll into the quagmire in the future. Many soldiers have not crossed the threshold of night... Someone must always pay attention, otherwise...
Xiao Chen, who was in charge of sentry duty, and his old platoon leader were holding guns, squatting beside their comrades and looking around vigilantly. Especially the old platoon leader's eyes were so wide that they were almost shining, for fear that his negligence would allow nature's sneak attack to succeed. .
"Gu——"
"Platoon leader, I'm hungry..."
The old platoon leader didn't blink an eye and scolded in a low voice: "You have to bear with me when you are hungry. If you are hungry, everyone will be hungry! Don't do anything special!"
Xiao Chen scratched his head and explained: "Commander, look, there must be fish in this swamp with so many puddles. It's fine for us to be hungry, but what about the injured and sick numbers of our regiment? They also need more nutrition!" "
This is true. As the first regiment to charge forward, needless to say, they suffered casualties. Captain Li had an arm shot off by the enemy before, and the wound was seriously infected. The medics wanted to treat him, but he drove him back. , "What a big deal, you are wasting this precious pimple. It will hurt not only me, but leave it to the child soldiers!"
"Indeed..." The old platoon leader thought for a while, took out a paperclip from his pocket, broke it a few times and made it into a fishhook, and then struggled to find a better place on his tattered clothes. After tearing off the complete part, a few threads were wrapped around the fishhook to make a very simple fishing rod.
"Okay, let's apply to the group leader tomorrow to let us take care of the sick and wounded!"
In fact, the enemy did not set up a defense line in this area. After all, no normal person can stand the rotten smell, dangerous swamps, and rampant poisonous insects... But the enemy has arranged something more dangerous there——
mines.
That's right, they just want to bully the rebels because they don't have engineers there.
But in fact, the rebels have engineers, but they are not on the Fourth Regiment road. They go to the Eighth Regiment road. That road is known as "three steps to a mountain" and the environment is more dangerous...
And it wasn't until a soldier went out to dig wild vegetables in the morning and accidentally stepped on the demon sleeping here that the fourth group discovered that what was waiting for them was a dead end, a dead end with a survival rate of only 10%...
That's right, the endless grassland in front of you, the thousands of miles of swamps and mines below are opening their big mouths, ready to swallow their flesh and blood.
"What, what should I do?"
Captain Li rubbed his neck that was eroded by moisture, pulled out his only valuable possession - a pole, smashed it on the ground, and ordered: "Three people form a small team and advance hand in hand! Keep a certain distance between the teams!" But don’t fall behind!”
Captain Li's two guards just wanted to step forward to help him, but they were scolded away by Captain Li again, "Go, go, go! I am an eighty-year-old lady and I want you to help me! Go and help the wounded!" "But Commander, your situation..." "Soldier, obey the order!"
"yes-"
Captain Li took the lead and walked at the front with a cane. "Old friend, I have wronged you..." He touched the pole and continued to walk at the front with difficulty. Every step they took sank into the ground, and it took a lot of effort to pull it out to take the next step. What's even worse is that they were wearing straw sandals, and their feet were almost soaked in muddy water when walking, but this was only physical. It’s just torture, but what’s even more terrible is the mental torture. There are too many dangers buried under the endless water plants in front of you. If you are unlucky and make a wrong step, you will easily kill someone. Every soldier in the fourth regiment clearly feels it. It turns out that every step they take is a game with death, as if they are walking on the back of death...
