"Ah, let go, let go of me, I'm going to die with him, let go of ......"

The cuckoo struggled as hard as he could, shaking his head, his black hair rubbing messily against the woman's chest, tears raining down, and his blurred vision always fixed on the distance. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The shouting was heartbreaking, stimulating everyone's minds and causing dozens of people to burst into tears.

The weeds on the ground remained, the sand was charred black, and under the watering of tears, it showed a touch of life, greedily absorbing and assimilating.

The two puffs of sand and dust accompanied the cuckoo's kicking legs were clear, covering up the traces of tears, as if life was so short.

Short life, passionate desire, monk, run, run, you can't save the instructor Lao Tzu tearing you alive, run......

The monk was not stupid, he chose to charge against the Japanese plane, and fled in the direction that the Japanese plane could not change its course, which was the blind spot area of the plane.

The plane could only pull up, offset left and right to turn, and it was difficult for the plane with damaged wings to get down the nose of the crash, he remembered the instructor telling him to do so.

I remembered, I didn't forget, I would definitely be able to rescue the instructor, even if I died, I was willing, willingly, he was talking in his heart!

The Japanese planes hummed in the air, the fuselage trembled, and fell diagonally in black smoke, and the soldiers at close range saw through the windshield the struggling faces of the devil pilots.

It was a sallow dead face, except for a pair of red triangular eyes that showed madness, the appearance of madness before death.

His body shook in the cabin, shaking dizzy, occasionally raising his hands to dance, as if hitting the windshield, without a moment of peace, the coward was still afraid of death.

The process was short-lived, and in no more than five seconds, the Japanese plane crashed into the field, plunged headlong into the sand, and exploded with a bang.

The shockwave opened up a cloud of black-red smoke and disappeared in a flash, leaving the charred black smoke to wreak havoc in all directions.

"Whoosh", "Whoosh", ......

The debris covered an area of hundreds of meters in an instant, stirring up a stream of gunpowder smoke and dust in the sky, rippling with the wind.

"Bang", "Bang", ......

The debris rain curtain lost its impact and fell, causing the smoke and dust to fluctuate and the scenery to be blurred.

At the moment when the Japanese machine exploded, the woman relaxed her hands, and the cuckoo rushed out at the first time, and its stumbling body was like a lonely boat in the storm, which would fall to the ground at any time.

Her actions awakened the frightened minds of dozens of people, and they all got up and rushed forward, with only one thought in their minds, save people, save people, the instructor must be fine.

Monk, if you can't stop the fragments, let the instructor rub a little skin and chop you alive, even if you die, you will have to break your body......

Instructor, you must hold on, brothers can't lose you, the advance team needs you to lead the war of resistance and kill devils!

The emotion is sour, the blood is hot, and the idea of saving people drowns everything, everything, the instructor can't die!

Dozens of people ignored the falling debris and rushed into the smoke of gunpowder, holding the medicine boxes tightly with both hands, and carried almost all the medicine boxes on the battlefield to save people, save people!

The cuckoo was already half dead, running forward in a daze, relying only on a hope to support his body, charging with the support of the woman, almost falling several times without realizing it, thinking about the safety of his lover, are you okay?

You can't live together, and when you die, you will sleep with you forever, never abandon, never abandon......

Trampling on the soft weeds, leaving traces of different shades along the way, galloping southward.

As they got closer, a figure blurred into view, how were they?

I was worried, and I saw hope, they were not torn apart by the fragments of the Japanese explosion, it was great, and their pace inadvertently increased by a few points.

Fifty meters, thirty meters, the figure is much clearer, it's not good, there are blood stains, that, that's the back of the monk, he protected the instructor, covered in blood, what happened to them?

Don't have an accident, don't have an accident.

Dozens of people were entangled in their hearts and hurried to the front to see a scene that touched their hearts.

I saw Monk Wei lying on the ground with his limbs outstretched, propping himself up, firmly protecting Zero's body, his back was blurred with flesh and blood, and there was not a trace of his clothes.

Blood seeped out to the left and right, splashing down the sand and soaking a red earth.

"Quick, save people, what are you doing standing stupidly?"

The four soldiers carefully lifted the monk away, laid him on the ground, and hurriedly gave him medicine to stop the bleeding, and if the blood continued like this, he would surely die.

"Ahem...... Monk Wei coughed, touching the wound on his body, causing blood to flow, he didn't care, shook his head and said: "Leave me alone, save Zero, save Zero......"

"Don't move, when did our advance team run out of supplies?"

A soldier shouted angrily, complaining in his heart that he was not timely in providing ambulance, and the instructor was so seriously injured that he was not worthy of being a guard.

The cuckoo knelt down to wipe the wound for his lover, and cleaned the damaged area with penicillin stuck to the cotton ball, tears and blood-red cotton balls scattered all over the ground.

The flesh on the right shoulder was cut raw by shrapnel, and a small piece of the shoulder skull was cut off, and the blood flowed like a shocking eye.

"Woo, I can't stop it, what if I can't stop the bleeding? What to do? ”

She was completely flustered, and touched the trembling flesh with a cotton ball, which hurt her heart, and her delicate body trembled and was in pain.

"Girl, get out of the way, let's do it!"

The woman pulled her aside to watch, hugged her tightly to comfort her, and shed tears with her, all of which were the work of that damn little devil!

"Quick, quick, save ......"

The soldiers carried out the rescue with all hands and feet, disinfected, stopped the bleeding, bandaged, and were busy for more than an hour before the treatment was completed.

When Yang Guan was carried back to the position on a stretcher, 600 people approached one by one, came with hope, clenched their fists and left with hatred, and rushed to their respective posts to prepare for war.

No. 18 looked anxious, trembling all over, trembling so much that a dirty wrinkled military uniform rippled, and muttered in his mouth: "What should I do?" The Japanese army is surrounded from all sides, what should we do? ”

"Beat him up as a dog!" Monk Wei lay on the stretcher and roared, glared at him sideways and gritted his teeth to warn: "If you kid dare to disturb the army's heart again, Lao Tzu will kill you!"

No. 18 turned around, stared at him helplessly, shook his head after a moment and said, "You Monk Wei are not afraid of death, am I afraid of death?" The advance team can't be planted here, and Zero can't be affected by us! ”

Monk Wei was dumbfounded, opened his mouth and didn't speak, his angry eyes gradually eased, and he glanced at the unconscious instructor, his heart was as painful as a knife, and tears were shining.

"What are you pestles doing here? He needs to recuperate, nourished ......" The cuckoo carefully fed the soup, chattering endlessly, looking at the lover's pale right cheek and the bright red gauze bandaged left cheek, a heart was broken, broken!

The Japanese army was approaching Linhuai Pass, and the little devils who had returned from Bengbu, the southern railway and the north bank of the Huai River gathered at Linhuai Pass, and danger lurked.

The life and death of the advance team are slim.