The people lying on the edge of the woodland stopped their movements in unison, and they all looked sideways at the road outside the woodland. I don't know if it was the disdain of the Japanese army or their usual arrogance, the Japanese soldiers who chased along the highway had no formation at all, and a large area of black sheep chased after them like muddy water. "Don't move, let them pass." Liu Shishi raised his gun and was about to open fire, but was stopped by the old northeast lying next to him, these Japanese soldiers were the size of a squad, and there were only 6 of them in the woodland, and they were not the opponents of these Japanese troops at all.

When Tang Cheng gave the order to abandon the car, the machine guns and ammunition on the cart did not have time to take down, so the rut marks left by the cart on the road were completely left with heavy objects, and the Japanese soldiers who were chasing all the way didn't think much about it, but just chased the woodland like a wind, and they didn't know that the person they were going to pursue was in this small forest on the side of the road. The Japanese army had been waiting for a quarter of an hour to be out of sight, and they could not come out of the woods in Tangcheng.

Stepping on the muddy water to return to the place where the attack was previously encountered, the two carts that were turned over on the side of the road had been abandoned by the Japanese soldiers, and the corpses of the wounded soldiers who were dragged out from under the carts by the Japanese soldiers all had traces of bayonet torture. "The cart was soaked in rain, and if it was dry, the devil soldiers would have set fire to it a long time ago." Lao Dongbei rummaged over the corpses and carts, only to find that the contents of the carts were gone, and according to the virtues of the Japanese army, the weapons and ammunition of the wounded soldiers must have been taken by them.

Simply reined in the corpses, Tang Cheng and the others descended the roadbed into the forest, walking with heavy steps, and walking through the forest at a speed that was too different from when they came. The Japanese attack came too suddenly, and the heavy weapons that had been captured by the Japanese army before were not brought out, Liu Shishi and Tan Fei still brought their own rifles, and the four of them in Tang Cheng were left with their short guns, and even the backpacks full of grenades and explosives were left in the cart. Tangcheng's current firepower and equipment are not as good as Yan Hongjiao's guerrillas, and even ordinary roadblock robbers may not be comparable.

The ensuing battles after leaving Mengshan consumed too much of Tang Cheng's energy, and although there was a short break in between, it still made him mentally endure the most brutal test. At this moment, his weak body could only continue to move forward with the support of his will, and the deep fatigue and heaviness created by the slippery nature of the forest made Tang Cheng feel that he might fall down at any moment. Leng Buding's feet slipped and hit the tree again, and Tang Cheng finally leaned on a tree numbly like a toy car that had run out of batteries, and he didn't want to move again.

"You can't stop, keep walking, if you stop, you'll be caught up by those devil soldiers, the horse pulling the cart is bleeding too fast, maybe this will have been caught up by the devil soldiers, and when they wake up, we can't leave if we want to." The old northeast, who was also panting, stretched out his hand to pull Tang Cheng's clothes, like leading a cow and a horse, pulling Tang Cheng to continue walking. Tang Cheng wanted to say that he wanted Lao Dongbei to let go of his hand, but he didn't dare, because Lao Dongbei was still bleeding on his back, maybe when the Japanese shelled him, Lao Dongbei was injured in the back by shrapnel.

After staggering a few hundred meters forward, the boundary between the woods and the clearing was already in front of me, and even without a telescope, the naked eye could see the outside of the woods. Letting go of Tang Cheng, who was being forcibly pulled by himself, Lao Dongbei stopped at the edge of the woods very vigilantly, Tang Cheng didn't care about his breathlessness, took out a telescope from the leather box on his waist and looked out of the woods. A few steps forward to the old northeast side, Tang Cheng squatted against a big tree and looked out, the open area of the woods reminded him of the open space in Xiaojieling, and he didn't know if it was a coincidence, there was also a small river outside the forest, but it was much wider than the river in Xiaojieling.

The open field directly in front of them should have been empty, but turning to the left in the direction they were observing in the northeast, Tang Cheng saw several mounds that looked like tombs. Hou San's sudden wrinkled nose attracted the attention of Tang Cheng's lord, and there was a faint smell of blood and burning things in the air, according to the previous battlefield experience, Tang Cheng suddenly realized that there should have been a fierce battle here, maybe the enemy position was on the other side of the river.

Tang Cheng's speculation and worries were not a matter at all for the old northeast, and after a brief discussion, Tang Cheng and the others decided to take the risk of crossing the river. Lowering your head, bending your body, tiptoeing, and looking around vigilantly feels like a thief entering someone's home and about to steal. There is not only one thief, but a gang, and the six of them who walked out of the woods in Tang City are all like this at the moment.

As the direct planner of this river crossing, Lao Dongbei, who was walking in the front, obliquely held the 38 rifle he had snatched from Liu Shishi's hand, and every few steps he had to squint his eyes and look around left and right. Lao Dongbei was not afraid of death, but it was the first time that he acted like this, and Tan Fei, who followed closely, didn't know the tension in Lao Dongbei's heart at the moment, because no matter who entered such a terrain, he would not really be fearless.

If there were really Japanese troops on the other side of the river, then the open area outside the woods was obviously within the range of the enemy's guns on the other bank, but it was obvious that Tang Cheng's worries were unnecessary, because Tang Cheng had already walked out of the woods more than ten meters away, but the gunfire that Tang Cheng had been worried about still did not appear.

In the anxiety of Tang Cheng and his party, the open area of more than 100 meters outside the woods soon came to an end, and even Tang Cheng's ears could already clearly hear the murmuring of the river flowing. I couldn't suppress a burst of excitement in my heart, Tang Cheng and their steps were faster, but at this time, a hoarse voice suddenly appeared on the bank of the river, making Tang Cheng and them instantly stiffen and stand in the open field at a loss. Squatting down in unison, Tang Cheng and the others watched the old northeast cat's waist rush in the direction where the voice came, and after a while, the old northeast who straightened up waved his arm at Tang Cheng and the others, signaling for them to all pass.

"It's a guerrilla, and there's one that only has one breath left, but it can only hum, and can't even say a complete sentence." Quickly sliding down the riverbank, Tang Cheng saw stumps and severed arms scattered across the river beach and the river's surface, as well as scattered complete or fragmented parts of firearms. There were several corpses dressed as ordinary people at the feet of Lao Northeast, and the dice squatted down and reached out to touch the blood stains on the corpses, saying that these people had not been dead for a long time, and it was estimated that it would be within an hour or two.

The guy who only had one breath left was obviously unable to be saved, in order for this guy to be freed as soon as possible, Lao Dongbei simply pulled out his bayonet and squatted down. "Brother, the men who fight devils are all good, you go on the road first, and I will avenge you." Whispering a few words to the guerrilla who could still move with only his eyes, Lao Dongbei plunged the bayonet in his hand into the guerrilla's neck. I don't know if the blood on his body has already flowed out, Lao Dongbei took back the bayonet and knew that the guerrilla had really swallowed his breath, and the blood flowing out of the knife was pitiful.

"Crossing the river" the first one in the northeast stood by the river and began to take off his pants, although everyone was covered in muddy water, but the clothes on their bodies were not really soaked, if they did not take off their pants when crossing the river, the biting cold after crossing the river and the pants soaked by the river water could kill them. 6 people endured the cold, holding their pants and shoes like little chickens, Lao Dongbei took out his wine gourd and took a sip of it, and then handed it to Tang Cheng, the wine gourd was passed around by 6 people, and there was not a drop of the liquor in the wine gourd all entered their stomachs. The warmth after drinking the liquor made Tang Cheng and the others no longer afraid of the cold, but the moment they touched the river, the icy cold of the river still made Tang Cheng and the others shiver.

A thin layer of mist floats on the surface of the river in winter, but the sound of rushing water breaks the tranquility brought by the mist. Six people in Tang Cheng lined up in a long line, and the latter person reached out and grabbed the belt of the previous person, so that even if his feet slipped, he would not fall in the river. Fortunately, the bottom of the river was not too soft, and although they were walking slowly and with difficulty, they were still stubbornly moving towards the other side of the river. The river is not very deep, even the shortest Liu Shishi has not been flooded by the river, which should be regarded as a blessing in misfortune, at least everyone's shirts will not be wet by the river.

"No, my leg is cramping." Everyone was trying to move forward, and Liu Shishi, who was walking in the middle of the team, suddenly snorted and stopped. In front of Liu Shishi was Hou San, and behind was Tang Cheng, Liu Shishi stopped, and Hou San, who was grabbed by his belt, was naturally forced to stop. Tang Cheng, who was following him, also had to stop advancing, and all six people who were connected by belts stopped in the middle of the river. dragged everyone down and made Liu Shishi panic, but the more he panicked, the more his leg cramps soaked in the river water became worse, and Liu Shishi couldn't help crying.

"Don't cry, I'll carry you on my back." Tang Cheng usually hates others to speak in a crying voice, but in such an environment, Liu Shishi's crying voice that is close to collapse because of despair seems to be more infectious, and even Tang Cheng, who has always prided himself on being strong, felt the hot tears that slipped on his cold face one after another. Not allowing Liu Shi to refuse, Tang Cheng handed over himself and Liu Shishi's short guns to Hou San to carry, directly threw Liu Shi on his shoulders like an anti-sack, and with the help of the dice behind him, followed Hou San to move towards the other side of the river little by little.

The icy river water made Tang Cheng's legs begin to go numb, and Liu Shishi, who was lying on Tang Cheng's shoulder, had already cried like a tearful person, although Tang Cheng commanded them all the way to fight against the Japanese army, and was nominally their company commander, but Tang Cheng's actual age was only three years older than himself. The river water was biting cold, and Liu Shishi didn't believe that Tang Cheng's legs were not cold, so Liu Shishi could only cry silently, he didn't dare to cry, for fear that Tang Cheng would be distracted.