Lu Zitao's family background is good, he has been a pampered young master since he was a child, he is held by someone at home, and he is not majestic when he goes out, but since he went to school, the young master's temperament has also changed, I don't know when he has the concept of the country and the nation in his heart, although it is not very clear, but there is always one. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Battle of Songhu broke out, the news of the bloody battles of the front-line soldiers was published in the newspapers every day, and the young students took to the streets every day to give speeches, and the patriotic blood in the bones of the Chinese people also boiled.

So his head was hot, and under the call of national righteousness, he left home without permission and followed a group of classmates to sign up for the front line.

Lu Zitao became a volunteer car driver when he could drive, braving the rumbling artillery fire every day to transport supplies and wounded to and from the rear of the front line, most of the female students were assigned to hospitals and health teams, Lu Zitao could drive, but for Zhang Hongying lied and followed the health team.

Although he was provoked by the slogans of the newspapers at the beginning, he did not hesitate to go to the front line to die, but in the face of the cruel battlefield, the original blood gradually cooled down, and he saw countless people in front of him being shattered, he really understood that this was the battlefield of life and death, and he couldn't help but regret his recklessness at the beginning, and some of his father and mother who had not been seen for a long time.

The idea of wanting to leave rose in his heart countless times, but he was an old man, Zhang Hongying didn't leave, and he was embarrassed to say that he couldn't let the woman he liked look down, so he gritted his teeth and held on.

The front line was defeated, hundreds of thousands of troops were in chaos and scattered, and Lu Zitao's heart was also hanging, they were on the run all the way, chased by the devil soldiers, physically and mentally exhausted, many times he thought he was going to die, and he missed that warm home even more on the edge of life and death, and missed his father and mother even more.

They ran all the way, and when they arrived at the village, Lu Zitao was really tired, and his legs were as heavy as lead, but fortunately, the team stopped and prepared to stay here for a night.

After eating hot porridge, the pampered young master didn't care about anything else, so he directly found a hardwood board and fell asleep deeply, and then began to dream, a warm home, a battlefield of bullets and bullets......

"Wake up, wake up." Lu Zitao was woken up in his sleep, opened his sleepy eyes, and saw Zhang Hongying's dirty face in the dim light.

He sat up and reached out to grab his medicine box: "Is it a devil catching up!" Let's run! ”

Zhang Hongying shook his head: "No, but Company Commander Yang ordered us to cross the river overnight, it is not safe to stay here."

When Lu Zitao heard Zhang Hongying say that Company Commander Yang was there, a wave of jealousy popped up inexplicably in his heart, the rough man who could fight always let Zhang Hongying revolve around, and he felt uncomfortable.

"Didn't you say that you would cross the river at dawn, why did the surnamed Yang suddenly change his hexagram, I just fell asleep, it's really a blind toss." Lu Zitao put down the medicine box he was holding in his hand again, and whined with his back against the cold wall.

"Zitao, don't be a fool, hurry up and pack up and follow the river, Company Commander Yang has fought, he let us cross the river overnight for our good, in case the devil soldiers catch up, aren't we in trouble."

What do you mean? It's only been a long time, and he began to say good things for the surnamed Yang, and Lu Zitao was full of anger for no reason: "I said Hongying, what kind of ecstasy soup did the surnamed Yang pour into you, don't be deceived by that old man, many of these soldiers are ruffians, and they deceive you little girls."

When Zhang Hongying heard Lu Zitao say this, she immediately became angry and stood up suddenly: "Lu Zitao, you really don't know what to do" After finishing speaking, she turned around and left.

Oh, I can't tell the truth yet, Lu Zitao seems to have turned his face against Zhang Hongying because of this, and suddenly he hated Yang Ling even more, thinking about when he had to warn the person surnamed Yang and not to beat Hongying's attention.

The village was lively, and many people didn't wake up when they were called like this in the middle of the night, plus it was raining and shivering at night, and few people were in a better mood, but since Yang Ling said that he wanted to cross the river overnight, although they were very reluctant, they didn't feel safe staying here, so they still packed up their things and followed the river.

Lu Zitao also got up scolding, wrapped his dirty clothes, blocked the cold wind outside, went out with a medicine box, and had the heart to explain to Zhang Hongying, but people were too lazy to take care of him, and he touched his nose, and he felt very uncomfortable.

When he walked to the river next to the village, most of the people had already arrived, and the torches were lit, reflecting the tired and numb faces, like ghosts who had lost their souls, and their expressions were decadent.

"Yang Dashu, are you ready?" Yang Ling ate hot porridge, slept and sweated, although he felt weak under his feet, but he was much better.

Yang Dashu patted his chest on the ground: "Company commander, don't worry about me doing things, the raft will never sink, and we can cross the river in a few rounds."

However, Yang Ling was especially worried, after all, the black light was blind, in case someone fell into the water, it would be difficult to fish, so he asked people to find ropes to tie to people, just in case, so he arranged for people to get on the raft and row to the opposite bank.

The bamboo poles were propped deep into the bottom of the river, and then a large area of icy water was brought out, and the people who had crossed the river in advance shook their torches on the opposite bank to signal safety, and the others crossed the river with this.

The raft did not carry many people at one time, so Yang Ling arranged for the female hygienist of the health team to pass first, and then the stretcher team and the soldiers with guns.

Although the arrangements were properly arranged, there was still a small episode, that is, Lu Zitao, the deputy leader of the health team, insisted on squeezing on a raft with Zhang Hongying, and quarreled with the soldiers who maintained order.

But this is all a small problem, it is important to cross the river, Yang Ling waved his hand to let the soldiers who maintained order go, and Lu Zitao, who was watching, raised his neck to look at himself proudly, and Yang Ling made an unknown reason.

The bamboo raft went back and forth in the icy river, and more than 70 people all crossed the river, and then continued to walk northwest under Yang Ling's orders.

Less than half an hour after they left, a bright and dazzling light appeared on the outskirts of the nameless village, and a team of armed devil soldiers appeared by the river with flashlights.

"Sir, they should have crossed the river, they haven't been away for long, and the fire in the village is still hot." After walking around the village, the devil soldiers returned to Lieutenant Yoshino.

Lieutenant Yoshino's grim face did not show the slightest expression, and he looked at the dark opposite bank and ordered: "Swim across the river."

The devil soldiers are elite and well-trained, and armed swimming is a training subject on weekdays, so this river is a moat for most of them in Yang Ling, but it has no impact on the devil soldiers.

The ghost soldiers began to undress and take off their shoes in unison, and then the rifles were wrapped like dumplings and entered the water, but the icy water still made them shiver from the cold.