Yang Maode noticed that the woman in the photo was very similar to Murong Xi and Murong Xue's sisters, as if he understood something, he just wanted to put the photo in the pilot's pocket, but suddenly seemed to remember something, and took the photo in front of him.

Somehow, the officer in the photo always gave him a sense of déjà vu.

The pilot let out another soft moan, Yang Maode retracted his thoughts, quickly put the photo into the other party's pocket, and then held the other party with both hands and dragged the pilot out of the cockpit.

And when Yang Maode helped the pilot to lie down on the ground, looking at the pretty face stained with blood under the flight helmet, he couldn't help but feel a shock all over his body.

Murong Xue!

"It's you again......" Murong Xue looked at Yang Maode, a happy smile appeared on her pale face, "Have you developed the habit of saving me......

"That's it." Yang Maode took his military kettle and gave her a few sips of water.

"Cockpit underneath...... With my equipment, you can take them out...... Let's get out of here......" Murong Xue said with difficulty.

"Let's rest for a while, can you still walk like this?" Yang Maode asked with concern.

"This is behind enemy lines...... The Soviets will send a search team ......" Murong Xue shook her head weakly, "We have to get out of here......

Seeing her stubborn appearance, Yang Maode stopped talking, he came to the cockpit again, and according to what Murong Xue said, he took out the pilot's survival equipment bag inside.

For the first time, Yang Maode saw the pilot's survival equipment: a 9 mm Browning pistol with a silencer and several magazines full of bullets, a compass, a multi-purpose life knife, several batteries, a small mirror, a whistle, several flares, pyrotechnic bombs, and a first-aid kit, which also contained paint for camouflage and a waterproof "exit card", plus a cold-proof sleeping bag, a camouflage net, some life-saving rations, and a bottle of purified water, as well as various equipment to collect water from nature (sponges, plastic sheeting, etc.). Some of the notes on the card are meant to help the pilot survive. This survival bag is hidden under the ejection seat of the aircraft and tethered to the parachute, which can ensure that the flight can survive for 72 hours in all conditions. When the parachute opens, the ejection seat detaches from the parachute and falls alone, while the survival kit is suspended from the bottom of the parachute by a 12-metre rope.

What struck Yang Maode the most strange was a small square wooden box with buttons and telescopic antennas.

"What is this?" While Murong Xue was inspecting the equipment, Yang Maode asked, "Is that a radio transceiver that can communicate with the outside world through electronic code signals...... Murong Xue explained, "We can't use it yet......

Seeing her weak appearance, Yang Maode regretted asking her this question.

"Let's go......" Murong Xue struggled to stand up.

"Can you do it? Or I'll carry you on my back, Lisuo. Yang Maode looked at her and said, somehow, when he said this, he had a strange desire in his heart.

"No...... You're hurt...... It won't last long to carry my words...... I'm fine...... Can walk...... You'll hold me up......" she said, holding out her hand to him.

Yang Mao grabbed her hand, helped her up, and the two of them walked forward with each other's arms.

The two of them crossed the mountains and walked a journey. It was getting late, Murong Xue's body had been very weak, and she almost fell down several times, and Yang Maode couldn't stop panting. The two of them were walking halfway up a mountain when there was a sudden burst of crisp gunfire in front of them. Yang Maode immediately let Murong Xue lie on the ground, and he gasped and rushed to the front to seize the commanding heights. After a while, Murong Xue crawled to his side.

"There are enemies?" Murong Xue looked ahead and asked in a low voice. There was tension in her voice.

"Yes, and not a few." Yang Maode pointed to the left front, and Murong Xue looked in the direction he was pointing and saw a lot of faint figures on the opposite side.

"What should I do?" Murong Xue asked with a gasp.

"Let's go over, if it doesn't work, let's go to the bushes over there and hide for a while." Yang replied.

As soon as Murong Xue turned around, she suddenly saw that a Soviet army had already crossed the ridge. Immediately after him, two more Soviet soldiers, one up and one down, quickly touched from the forest under the cover of the trunk of the tree. The Soviet army adopted the three-three system, which was similar to that of the Chinese army, and it can be said that it had studied well, and after fighting for so long, it also had experience. Yang Maode just wanted to fire with the "**Sha" submachine gun he picked up in his hand, but the pistol in Murong Xue's hand had already fired, making a slight sound of "click".

Three shots were fired, and the three Soviet soldiers fell into the grass without saying a word.

After killing the three enemies, Murong Xue picked up Yang Maode, and the two ran shoulder to shoulder to the bushes next to them.

Yang Maode's leg injury is actually not able to run fast, it can only be said that he can barely move a few steps, and he should have to recuperate for at least half a month. The forced walking just now has already touched the wound. Now the wound seemed to crack open, and he felt the pain in his heart.

Murong Xue was holding him at the beginning, didn't take a few steps, then dragged him, and then dragged him, and then later, the person slid down, and couldn't be dragged, and when he saw it, the person had fainted. She hurriedly dragged him into a nearby bush and hid him.

It was dark, and the moon came out, shining into the forest, and it was very silent. The dappled moonlight, the cool night, the blue canopy in the cracks of the forest, the shining stars, kept appearing, moving parallel to the head. After resting for a while, Yang Maode woke up.

Under the light of the stars and moon, Yang Maode felt that the reckless jungle around him looked a little gloomy. But the starry sky is beautiful. It is indeed beautiful to see the night sky in the jungle from an open place in the valley or jungle. The jungle here seems to be unusually blue because there is not much pollution, and the blue seems to have been pulled all the way to the treetops of the jungle, almost melting the black of the night in the jungle.

And there is hardly any real quiet space, where gunfire goes on and on. Somewhere not far from the neighborhood, there was the roar of artillery. But what made Murong Xue feel scared was that it was so quiet in the jungle.

In front of them was a relatively large dam in the jungle. There is a gentle slope in the dam, and the gentle slope is overgrown with grass and bushes scattered everywhere. Yang Maode lay down and looked at the grass tip on the gentle slope, and found that there was a cylindrical mountain bag in front of the left side of the dam, which was very blurred in the light of the stars and moonlight, and its shape was like a farmer's barn, and the top was relatively flat.

The wind blew, swaying from the branches of the trees in the forest, and it was very infiltrating. With some kind of subtle and unusual sound, Yang Maode judged that there might be more than a hundred Soviet soldiers quietly surrounding the hiding place of the two of them. The men were very careful, and by the sound of the wind and the grass and the shaking of the leaves, they narrowed the encirclement in the woods, and the two were getting closer and closer.

"That picture, I put it in your pocket." Yang Maode had a hunch that the two of them might spend the last night of their lives, and he originally wanted to say something to Murong Xue, but in the end, he said such a sentence.

"Oh." Murong Xue took the "**Sha" submachine gun he handed over and answered.

"And your parents up there?" Yang Maode asked.

"Yes." Murong Xue looked at the crudely made Soviet submachine gun in her hand and frowned, "I haven't actually met my father, my mother raised our sisters, and we all take our mother's surname." ”

"Do you know your father's name?" Yang Maode suddenly realized the unexpected mystery of the life experience of the beautiful pilot in front of him, and couldn't help but ask again.

"Five hundred years ago, I was a family with you." Murong Xue laughed.

"Surname Yang?" Yang Maode couldn't help but be stunned.

"Alright, don't ask." Murong Xue seemed to know what he was thinking, and smiled playfully, "When you get out of danger, I'll satisfy your curiosity again, do you think it's okay?" Mr. Sniper? ”

"Okay, it's a matter of words." Yang Maode saw that she had completely recovered her vitality, no longer as weak as just now, but joked with herself, and couldn't help but feel happy. At this time, even if he was under siege and in danger of dying at any time, he was not as nervous as he was when he fell off the cliff.

At this time, he only hoped to be with her for a longer time.

There was a sudden low roar in the sky, and Murong Xue's spirit couldn't help but perk.

"Give me that box in my bag! That's the radio transceiver! Murong Xue said a little anxiously, "Quick! ”

Yang Maode hurriedly opened the backpack, took out the small wooden box, and handed it to Murong Xue, who quickly took it, and couldn't wait to press a few buttons on it, and the small box immediately made a hissing sound.

Before Yang Maode could understand what was happening, the roar in the sky suddenly became louder, with a whirlwind, and soon, three warriors in the bushes and grasses on the mountain rushed out to answer it, shouting in a low voice: "Hurry up, hurry up!" "I heard only the figure of a transport helicopter coming out. The helicopter's huge propeller spun faster and faster, shaking the grass and bushes on the top of the hill.

The fighters in the helicopter had already opened the cabin door, one man was hovering around the door with his gun, and the others were spreading out on both sides of the door, acting as guards. When the three Chinese soldiers saw that Yang Maode and Murong Xue were injured, they immediately stepped forward and were quickly picked up and put on the plane. The fighters on the helicopter moved quickly, boarding the plane one by one, and before they could close the hatch, suddenly "Bang! With a bang, a flare rose into the sky. Piercing gunshots rang out from all sides.

A soldier beside Yang Maode shouted: "Old Su, go quickly, take off!" ”

At this time, there was another "bang", and a bullet flew up from the bottom of the mountain and flew over the tail of the helicopter.

Another fighter in the cabin shouted: "Old Su! The scouts are all up, don't go quickly! Hurry up, hurry up! Take off! What the fuck are you waiting for? ”

"Hurry your mother's legs! Didn't you see that Lao Tzu was busy? The driver called Lao Su scolded.

The soldier who yelled earlier roared again: "Old Su, don't take off yet?" Well, it's time to take off! Three small groups, bring bazookas, Lao Tzu personally salute them! You're holding me! Fast! ”

The helicopter swayed upward, and two fighters held up their squad leader, who was half-kneeling and blew fire under the mountain bag with a bazooka. Hearing only the sound of "boom", a huge fire rose under the mountain bag.

The battle was fierce on all sides. I didn't hear the gunfire of the Chinese army, and the Soviet army couldn't bear it anymore, and a large number of people fell down in a daze, not knowing where the Chinese army was and where the bullets were fired, so they just blindly shot in the direction where the helicopter was. If there is a desperate one rushing up the mountain, shoot one of the fighters in the helicopter.

The Soviets were stopped by the scouts at the bottom of the hill and could not get up, and soon became cunning, retreated, and stood a little farther away to aim, and the bullets of the submachine guns hit the armor plate of the helicopter fuselage.

A soldier suddenly shouted: "Oh no, squad leader, there seems to be an anti-aircraft machine gun raised down there, say fuck this plane flies so slowly!" Lao Su, turn around quickly! Fly over the hills! ”

The helicopter roared and turned around and flew south. At this time, there was a "boom", and a Soviet rocket chased after it.

The helicopter suddenly turned to the left, almost throwing the squad leader out of the cabin. The two soldiers grabbed him and pulled him back. That rocket flew past the hatch, so dangerous! "Hold me, Lao Tzu will beat him again!" The squad leader was red-eyed, regardless of the danger, and returned a shot to the past, and actually shot him. The few warriors who saw it cheered loudly for him.

After leaving the war zone, the helicopter flew two more hills to the south before turning around and flying east. By this time, the gunshots had long been inaudible.

A huge roar echoed over the treetops, flying back to the east. The pilot of the helicopter kept yelling at everyone: "It's almost there!" It's almost there. I fly, I fly, I fly up, I fly down again! ”

Suddenly, the helicopter swayed violently, jolting everyone.

"Fuck, this time it's miserable, I'm not good at flying." Lao Su scolded.

The helicopter began to descend sharply.

"Lao Su, steady, steady, hurry up and steady!" The soldiers roared.

"What's wrong? I didn't get shot! After stabilizing a little, the squad leader crawled over to the throat.

"The propeller is broken, it is out of order, and it has to be forced to land! Don't panic, there's an open area in front of me, I'll see if I can stop there. ”

"Fuck, it's not our line of control yet! Scattered enemy stragglers everywhere. The warriors shouted and cursed again.

The helicopter swayed, turning the crowd upside down and sliding down into the open field ahead. Before reaching the open field, the helicopter hung on a treetop, swaying and refusing to move.

"It's fucking miserable! Everyone, hurry up and open the warehouse door and jump out! What a blacksmith makes! If you don't jump again, the red-haired agent will die if he comes! The pilot turned around and yelled.

"Squad leader, I can't open the door! Maybe the branches on both sides are pinned! Someone yelled.

The treetops shook incessantly, and the fighters on the helicopter were in a mess.

Yang Maode leaned on the side of the hatch and shouted: "Don't panic, shoot with a gun and see how it goes." "The squad leader fired a few shots with a submachine gun, and a few bullets bounced back, injuring a few people, but fortunately they were all minor injuries and not serious. The squad leader called several fighters to push and pull, and the hatch moved.

"Come again!"

"Boom!" With a bang, the door pulled.

After getting down to the ground safely, everyone quickly evacuated. At this time, Yang Maode suffered a leg injury, and he was so painful that he couldn't stand, he said: "I can't move, while the enemy hasn't come yet, you can go, just leave my gun." When the squad leader heard this, he immediately became angry: "No! Lao Tzu has no habit of discarding his comrades! We will bring you back even if we die. "Don't say anything, ask someone to set him up and Murong Xue and leave.

Here there has been a deviation from the lines of the two sides, and the enemy's defense is relatively weak. Now it's up to you to get lucky, if the enemy finds the wrecked plane and chases after it, it's not a good thing. This depends on the distance and the direction of the enemy's pursuit. The Soviet soldiers are not stupid either, and they will definitely chase after them. Yang Maode thought with some concern.

After walking for a while, Yang Maode said to the squad leader: "We can't go directly to the battle line, the speed is not fast enough, the enemy must have discovered the plane crash here." We have to go this way, in the direction of Baiyu Mountain. It's a tense place, and enemy agents aren't too risky. ”

"Okay. Sounds reasonable. All of them are going in the direction of White Jade Mountain! Be careful, everyone. ”

Everyone turned to walk in the direction pointed by Yang Maode, one foot higher and one foot lower in the mountains, and gradually walked out of the jungle, and the trees were scarcer.

Suddenly, there was a "bang" of gunshots, and one of the soldiers who was walking on the ridge in front of him to explore the road fell suddenly.

"Lie down!"

All of them lay down in a valley. At this time, it was already the second half of the night, and the moon was very round and bright, illuminating the trees and shadows slanting, and everyone hid quietly in the grass and did not dare to move. The warrior who fell on the ridge could not take it anymore and cried out in pain there.

"Gotta save him. I went to check the enemy's situation, and you are optimistic about these two wounded. The squad leader commanded.

Soon the hostility came down. It turned out to be a Soviet sniper, on the ridge over there, blocked the place with a sniper rifle.

Everybody's a little out of shape. Sniper rifles, kill people from a distance. Although it may not be very far away at night, everyone can't spot him, but he can shoot everyone at any time. It is very disadvantageous to consume it like this.

"I'll kill him!" Yang Maode said. He can't walk, but he can still climb. Everyone watched as he slowly climbed up the ridge on the left, and continued to climb over the edge of the forest above. The squad leader was still on the ridge, hiding in the grass behind a tree.

"What's the situation?"

"The sniper was on the big tree on the opposite slope and saw no, the tall tree. Now two of us are crushed on the ridge and can't move. ”

(To be continued)