The old smoker originally thought that Yang Ling had died on the tragic battlefield, and he was sorry and sad for a while, but he didn't expect Yang Ling to be alive and save his life again. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It should have been a happy thing to meet the deceased on the battlefield, but the old smoker thought that the brothers who had fought side by side together would never come back, and his mood was heavy for a while, which was quite unpleasant.

Yang Ling didn't care about greeting the old smoking gun, and asked the old smoking gun curiously: "Company Commander Zhou, why did you get to Jiangyin and the devil?"

The old smoking gun was pulled back to reality by Yang Ling's words, but thinking of the fight along the way, he couldn't help but sigh heavily and began to tell the story.

Knowing that the explosion coming from the direction of Dingshan in the first half of the night was the movement caused by the old smoking guns and their raid on the devil's artillery position, Yang Ling couldn't wait to ask: "Have the devil's guns exploded?"

If the devil's artillery position in Dingshan is blown up, then the pressure on the defenders of the Jiangyin defense line will be reduced a lot.

The old smoker shook his head bitterly: "We underestimated the devil's defense, just exploded more than ten cannons, the devil's reinforcements arrived, only me and more than forty brothers broke through, and the other brothers were all finished."

Hearing that the old smoking gun and their raid on the soldiers of the devil artillery position, Yang Ling was also very sorry, and he patted the old smoking gun on the shoulder to show comfort.

"Didn't you stand out more than forty people, why are you the only one?" Qin Shou couldn't help but speak on the side.

Hearing this, the old smoker sighed heavily, they were unlucky that the house was leaking and raining.

The Dingshan raid on the devil's artillery position failed, and he had already received an order from the Jiangfang Group Headquarters to retreat, but the old smoker was unwilling to withdraw in such an embarrassment, wanting to kill the devil's soldiers' car team.

But who knew that this was not a convoy transporting ammunition, but a heavily armed devil soldier, and their forty brothers kicked to the iron plate.

The old smoking gun himself ran away when he saw that the situation was not good, if it weren't for Yang Ling and them to come to the rescue, I'm afraid they would have explained, and now it is even more unclear whether the forty-odd brothers are dead or alive.

After hearing the old smoker tell what happened to him, Qin Shou also shook his head again and again, originally thought that he was the most unlucky person, who wanted to meet someone who was more unlucky than himself, and suddenly felt much better.

Yang Ling sympathized with the old smoking gun and their suffering, after all, whoever encountered this kind of thing was also very angry.

"Battalion commander, what should we do next?"

Now that the situation is clear, there are a large number of devils who have arrived in this area, and it is dangerous to stay for one more minute if they stay, Qin Shou is ready to apply oil to the soles of his feet.

Yang Ling knew that Qin Shou was careful about this guy, as long as his nose smelled danger, he would immediately flee, but he had his own considerations.

"Now there are two or three hours before dawn, and we will go back to the scattered brothers and say that we can still gather some back."

Hearing Yang Ling say this, the old cigarette gun showed a grateful face.

Qin Shou said worriedly, "But what if you run into a devil?"

"This pitch-black scared fart, we are in the dark, the devil is in the light, do you still let the devil bully?" Yang Dashu was angry when he saw Qin Shou's timid appearance.

"I said just in case, I'm also thinking about the safety of the big guys." Qin Shou was seen through his careful thoughts, and immediately found a step for himself to go down.

Yang Dashu snorted coldly: "I think you're just afraid of death."

Qin Shou wanted to refute, but was interrupted by Yang Ling waving his hand: "Let's go back and look for it, and find a place to hide before dawn."

Led by the old smoking gun, Yang Ling and the others opened the straggler line and felt back in the direction of the road, preparing to collect the scattered soldiers, and by the way to find the discarded radio station.

Yang Ling and the others walked back for less than ten minutes, and the sharp soldiers sent out turned back and reported that there was a situation.

"Hidden!" As soon as Yang Ling's words fell, the soldiers behind him hurriedly dispersed and hid in the grass on the side of the road.

Soon, there were several embarrassed figures running in front of them, and the first one was wide and fat, panting, and carrying a hand-cranked generator in his hand.

"Fatty!"

The sudden sound in the darkness frightened the fat man Tian San and almost fell to the ground, and the few people behind him were ready to turn around and run away.

Seeing the old smoking gun coming out of the grass with a gun, the fat man Tian San patted his chest and said, "Company commander, you scared me to death, I thought I hit the devil's arms."

Dozens of people came out of the grass, and the fat man immediately became vigilant.

"Don't be nervous, we're all our friendly brothers." The old smoker hurriedly explained.

Yang Ling also stood up in time, he looked the fat man's body up and down, he was really secretly surprised, other soldiers were yellow and thin because of malnutrition, and this fat man was not only thin but also fatter.

"Fatty, you're fat again." Yang Ling stretched out his fist and punched the fat man in the chest, and said with a smile.

Tian San looked at the familiar person in front of him, and his jaw was about to fall in surprise: "Lian Deputy, aren't you dead?"

But soon he realized that he had said the wrong thing, and scratched his head in embarrassment: "I heard that there was a terrible fight ahead, I thought you were ......"

Yang Ling didn't care, and said with a smile: "The devil who wants to kill me hasn't been born yet, it's not alive."

Being able to meet his former comrades-in-arms alive on this battlefield, the fat man was also excited in his heart.

"Fatty, what about our other brothers?" The old smoker's gaze looked behind the fat man, who had just fled for his life, and now was anxious to know what was going on with the other brothers.

The fat man pointed to a few embarrassed people behind him, and his face was gloomy: "We were lying in the grass at the time, most of the others were beaten to death by devils, and I also saw a few running towards the north, but some devils caught up, it should be enough."

The old smoker also blamed himself in his heart at this moment, if it weren't for his insistence on going to fight the transport convoy of devils, these brothers would not have died.

"Alright, let's go back and find out." Yang Ling immediately made a decision and decided to go back a little further.

The old smoking gun failed to attack the devil's convoy, and in the face of a large number of devils coming out of the car, most of the soldiers who rushed up were killed on the spot, and the fat mantian reacted quickly and rolled into the grass on the side of the road to escape.

The black goo-rumbling devil chased after those who ran away, but the darkness under the light did not notice the grass on the side of the road, so that the fat man picked up a life.

Similar to the situation of the fat man, the few signal soldiers who did not participate in the battle also escaped in time by hiding in the dark grass.

Yang Ling and the others touched back for a while, found a few soldiers who were scattered, and encountered several waves of search teams of devil soldiers along the way, because it was dark, they were all avoided without danger.

They didn't stop their search until dawn, and at Yang Ling's suggestion, the group hurried north, jumped out of the devil's search area, and hid into a ruined village.