"Brother Fan, the level ahead is the little devil's level, should we rush over. E*.┡ "Xiao Zhou saw the little devil's stronghold faintly emerging in the distance, and there were roadblocks set up by the little devils on the road, and the little devils and the puppet army were patrolling.

"Let Changsheng's car come to the front and use his identity as a cover." Liao Fan thought of this method from the beginning, but he didn't know that Ye Lin had already suspected their identities and called the Japanese to tell them.

The three trucks gradually approached the little devil's checkpoint, the little devil standing guard waved them to the side to be inspected, in the little devil's turret, the little devil and the puppet army had already loaded the bullets, aimed at the three trucks, as long as an order, they could fire at any time.

"Brother Fan, how do I feel wrong, the little devil seems to have been prepared, you look at the appearance of the puppet army, it seems to be very nervous." Xiao Zhou has been doing intelligence work for a while, and he is better at observing the subtle movements of others.

Liao Fan also felt that something was wrong: "Xiao Zhou, let the brothers prepare for battle, remember that once the fight starts, let the machine guns in the turret be dumb first." ”

Huang Changsheng can fool Ye Lin and them, but in the face of the investigation of the little devil, although Huang Changsheng has excellent psychological quality, his Japanese military uniform has obviously become an ornament, without the slightest effect, and his identity is finally exposed.

"Baga!" The little devil was obviously ready, and he took out his pistol and was about to shoot at Huang Changsheng, but at the moment of a thousand moments, a figure blocked in front of Huang Changsheng.

"Zhang Cuihua!" Huang Changsheng shouted, and his weak cry was replaced by the next gunshot.

Xiao Zhou jumped out of the car with a few soldiers, killed the little devils on the road, and rushed to the car in front of him, Xiao Zhou pointed a gun at the puppet army who was driving, and shouted: "Hurry up, rush over!" ”

The soldiers of the "Bang Bang Bang" special combat team all use pistols, and they can't suppress the little devils with strong fortifications above their heads. In order to ensure the safety of the car, the fighters of the special combat team used their bodies to block the puppet army driving to ensure the safety of the puppet army driving. Huang Changsheng carried the injured Zhang Cuihua and transferred to the carriage.

"Captain, am I going to die?" Zhang Cuihua coughed up a mouthful of blood every time she said a word, and the original bright red wedding dress became even more bewitching at this time.

Huang Changsheng pressed the wound on Zhang Cuihua's stomach with his hand, blood continued to flow out of his fingers, and his eyes were blurred with tears: "Don't speak, don't speak!" You'll be fine. Huang Changsheng couldn't care less about the fierce firefight between the soldiers and the little devils, and just wanted to use a hoarse voice to take Zhang Cuihua back from the hands of Lord Yama.

"Captain, in my underwear pocket, is the list of people I invited this time, you handed it over to Brother Fan for me, they have promised me, they will definitely leave after the year, the task given to me by Brother Fan, I have completed it." Zhang Cuihua spoke intermittently, and Huang Changsheng took a lot of effort to understand what Zhang Cuihua said.

"Stop talking, you'll be fine." Huang Changsheng's heart-rending cry couldn't save Zhang Cuihua's gradually disappearing vitality.

"Captain, I'm cold, can you hold me?"

Hearing this, Huang Changsheng desperately held Zhang Cuihua in his arms, and the tears in his eyes began to slide unscrupulously, and the gunshots became farther and farther away, if it weren't for the bullet holes on the car, it would all be like he had never been born. The car was constantly adding, and Liao Fan on the co-pilot grabbed the handle fiercely to prevent himself from being turned upside down, but Huang Changsheng kept holding Zhang Cuihua's gradually cold corpse, he didn't say anything, just hugged it, kept holding it......

The car stopped, and everyone waited silently, and no one interrupted them. After just a few months of separation, I didn't expect it to become a farewell after meeting, and who knows what I miss in between. Life is accidental, death is inevitable, in this era of human life like mustard, the fate in the dark condensed Huang Changsheng and Zhang Cuihua, but this plain and beautiful relationship was short-lived, torn apart by the ruthless Grim Reaper with a big hand, even they never had each other, and they didn't have so many good memories.

"Brother Fan, I'll go back and inform the brothers and let them carry the supplies." Liao Fan and the others have arrived at the mountain pass of Taihang Mountain, and the rest is all mountain roads, and it is impossible for cars to pass, and the materials on the cars need manpower to carry them.

"After I go back, let Li Weimin bring a battalion of soldiers over, and send the wounded to the hospital first, and the sacrificed soldiers will be arranged after I go back, you don't have to rush back after you go back, and rest in the hospital." Xiao Zhou's arm was drilled by the 38 big cover, and he had already done a simple bandage, although the injury was not very serious, but he had to rest for ten days and half a month.

After Xiao Zhou left with the soldiers, only Liao Fan and Huang Changsheng were left. Liao Fan looked at Huang Changsheng, who was still holding Zhang Cuihua motionless, and shook his head helplessly.

By the time Li Weimin arrived with his troops, it was already dark, and Liao Fan was sitting next to the fire, constantly adding firewood to the fire.

"Brother Fan, why don't I let Sanlian stay, in case there is an emergency, it will be better to take care of it." Li Weimin saw that the materials on the car had almost been moved, and walked up to Liao Fan to report.

"No need, I'll stay with Changsheng by myself, you can go back." Liao Fan glanced at Huang Changsheng in the car, when the soldiers were carrying the materials from the car just now, he didn't even move, and the soldiers around Huang Changsheng didn't carry the things at all.

"First squad leader, you take your squad to stay and take charge of the surrounding realm." Li Weimin did not obey Liao Fan's orders, after all, this belongs to the area of confrontation between the enemy and our armies, and it is normal to meet little devils, and he has to be responsible for Liao Fan's safety.

After Li Weimin left with his troops, Liao Fan covered the fire on the ground with soil and returned the same way by himself, his purpose was not the Ye family in Bin County, but the stronghold of the little devils.

Liao Fan only returned at dawn, and when the person standing guard was Liao Fan from a distance, he realized that Liao Fan had been away all night. Liao Fan's whole body was covered in dried bloodstains, and he was carrying several black human heads in his hands.

"Brother Fan, you're not injured, are you?" Liao Fan's appearance shocked the first squad leader, he was a veteran of Taihang Mountain, the first time he saw Liao Fan like this, not to mention the recruits under the first squad leader, he looked at Liao Fan in disbelief, Liao Fan at this time was like a demon from the abyss of hell.

"You continue to stand guard and come to me in half an hour." Liao Fan ordered to the first squad leader.

Liao Fan didn't care about his warrior's strange look at him at all, and went directly to Huang Changsheng with his head.

Several black human heads were thrown into the car by Liao Fan and rolled in front of Huang Changsheng: "Changsheng, this is the head of the little devil in the stronghold, if you are still angry, let's go and cut off the head of the little devil commander another day to avenge Zhang Cuihua." ”

These words were said by Liao Fan to Huang Changsheng, and he only hoped that Huang Changsheng would have a little reaction. If Huang Changsheng continues like this, Huang Changsheng will be abolished, how to lead troops to fight in the future.

Huang Changsheng glanced at the head of the person rolling in front of him with bloodshot eyes, and his throat squirmed: "Brother Fan, can you help me up, my legs are numb, I tried to stand up just now, but my legs didn't obey." ”

Liao Fan got into the car and helped Huang Changsheng up: "Changsheng, let's go back, Zhang Cuihua needs to be buried well, I am also very sad about Zhang Cuihua's sacrifice, how many good soldiers have fallen under the guns of the little devils along the way, but the living brothers still need us to take them to continue walking." ”

"Thank you, Brother Fan, I'm fine." Huang Changsheng moved his legs with difficulty, but he didn't move all night and the cold wind made his legs and feet no longer obey.

"Bury Zhang Cuihua in the back mountain of your special combat team, after all, she has been in your special combat team for a long time, and it is convenient for you to go to see her, I think she also wants to see you every day." Liao Fan comforted him.

"Brother Fan, can I find someone to carve a tablet for her." Although there are stones everywhere on Taihang Mountain, and it is very simple to carve tombstones, but the bones of many brothers who were bombed on the army are gone, and there is no place to go to the grave, and there are many soldiers who are buried together.

"You can arrange this matter, Zhang Cuihua has no family, you are his family now, and as his family, it is your responsibility to arrange how she should be buried." Liao Fan is now trying his best to meet Huang Changsheng's requirements, and there is indeed such an order in the army, and the family can choose where to bury the sacrificed soldiers.

Huang Changsheng opened his hand and handed a piece of paper in his hand to Liao Fan: "This is the list of classmates and specific information invited by Zhang Cuihua." ”

After speaking, Huang Changsheng hugged Zhang Cuihua, after a night of wind blowing, Zhang Cuihua's face had already retreated from ruddy and became pale, Huang Changsheng looked at this white and beautiful face and muttered: "Cuihua, we are going home." ”

After returning to the station, although Liao Fan informed the whole army of Zhang Cuihua's sacrifice, Huang Changsheng did not make the funeral very special, and in addition to a few of them, there were only Zhang Cuihua's apprentices present at the funeral.

The funeral ceremony is very simple, after all, in the era of war, it is already a luxury to have such a funeral.

"You all go back, I'll stay with Changsheng." At the funeral, Huang Changsheng just stood there quietly and watched Zhang Cuihua being buried by the soldiers, and did not shed a single tear, even Huang Changsheng himself did not understand, obviously his heart was like a knife, but he couldn't shed a single tear anyway.

Liao Fan wiped the rifle in his hand on both sides and handed it to Huang Changsheng: "This is her rifle, now it is the only thing she left, leave it as a souvenir." "This German 98k was originally promised to Zhang Cuihua by Liao Fan, Zhang Cuihua has completed the task, and this gun should belong to Zhang Cuihua.

"Let's leave it here with her, she loves this rifle very much." Huang Changsheng took the rifle, picked up the animal skin that wrapped the gun from the ground, wrapped the gun again, and then buried the rifle in front of Zhang Cuihua's tombstone with a shovel.