A winding dirt road was potholed, with craters and rut marks from mud all over the road, visible through the earthy yellow sand. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Five tanks sped along the dirt road, kicking up sand and dust in the wind, and two heavy machine guns were strapped to either side of the large slanted top cover, which was held and tossed between the hands of the two soldiers.

Enjoy the massage from the iron lumps, edified in the dust, the soldiers are tumbling on the tank shell, and the strict guard sticks to the post to sharpen, and goes straight to Xuzhou.

Four hundred soldiers in khaki uniforms followed, bending over and bending their legs on the dirt road.

Everyone carried light machine guns on their shoulders, water bottles on their backs, yellow belts around their waists, and ten magazines and five grenades bumped and clattered on their belts.

It's a chic war song, with tanks buzzing, gunfire accompaniment, and the occasional cough echoing, an apt and vivid marching song.

Twenty material wagons were in the center, full of combat supplies and pulsating on the potholed dirt road, and the sound of engines converged in one place like the hum of an airplane.

The 400 soldiers of the second echelon followed the material transport truck, all of them with the same equipment, staggering through the dust, everyone was dusty, and it was estimated that they would not be recognized by their mother.

Five tanks pressed down behind the dirt road, urging 400 soldiers to march and train in a hurry, occasionally cutting into the northeast to kick up a puff of sand and dust to choke people.

On both sides of the dirt road, the weeds that have withered and changed their sprouts form a sea of patches and become a sea of sight, and occasionally you can see a patch of green wheat seedlings, which is a stark contrast and intriguing.

The Japanese invaders immersed in China and made people panic, the barren fields did not know how many, and the national strength was invisibly reduced, this scene was similar to the hearts of the people, and it was desolate!

"Bell ......"

Monk Wei lay on the stretcher, holding a fast and slow machine in each hand, and hit the truck floor with the handle of the gun to vent the unwillingness in his heart, and his angry face never changed.

The troops left the Huai River crossing for more than an hour, and he knocked all the way without stopping, unwilling, reluctant to give up heavy firepower and tanks, as well as the inexorable brotherhood, can we see each other again in this life?

The feelings on the battlefield are a symphony played with passionate blood, life and death protect each other, never give up, that is the friendship of life, a lifetime of remembering, haunted by dreams!

The feelings of parting are sore, and there is always a heart-wrenching pain that gathers in the body, mind and soul, tear-jerking, and it is difficult to give up?

The brothers who fought side by side in the past, born and died, are gone, rush to their respective battlefields, scattered, and it seems extremely slim to see each other again.

Yang Guanyi was lying in the middle of the truck, the thick futon on his back was shocking, his body was beating and rhythmic, his eyes were staring at the outside scene, and his mind was far away.

He doesn't know how long he can fight the war, and he is also missing his departed comrades-in-arms and the minutes and seconds of fighting side by side with his brothers.

The cuckoo sat next to him, holding his left hand with both hands, his arm was numb, but he was afraid that his arm would be shaken if he slipped off, so he gritted his teeth and persevered, and he didn't give up when he was sweating.

"Drive steadily, after getting out of the car, you have a good look, you wait for me!"

Xie Tang was awakened by her words, and hurriedly took out a yellow and white towel to wipe the sweat beads on her cheeks.

"Sister Juan, I'll hold it for you for a while, and there is still half a bottle of swaying potion, can you hold on?"

The little girl looked at her distressedly, and motioned her to look at the swaying porcelain bottle on the roof of the car, worried that she would accidentally fall off the arm of the god of war, how much pain should it be?

After 100 days of wounding muscles and bones, Yang Guan's left shoulder bone was cut off by shrapnel.

The movable joints almost fell off, causing the second daughter to be heartbroken and helpless, how could it be good to go on like this?

No. 18 was crying in the cab, sweating profusely, his eyes wide, and he was seriously looking at the ground in front of him to drive, and the damn little devil blew the road like this.

He turned a deaf ear to the cuckoo's cruel words, and only cared about driving smoothly, but the dirt road had become a dirt pit road, what could he do?

"Girl, drop the stretcher, do you understand what it calls shock absorption?"

Yang Guan was speechless, the two daughters were not stubborn if they didn't listen to persuasion, they were all angry like the team members, thinking that they had sold the advance team.

The soldiers who have been trained in the advance team are resistant to the national army, and the days of blood and fire are a whetstone.

Like a group of children who don't grow up, they are too dependent, this phenomenon is absolutely unacceptable, it is better to rely on others than on oneself, there is no god of war in this world at all.

Why did the god of war get injured and implicate many brothers in their lives, it's not worth it, it's not worth it......

Xie Tang hoisted the stretcher at the signal of the cuckoo, used the inner tube as a rope as a shock absorber, and firmly tied it to the bracket at the top of the carport.

Yang Guan shook off his messy thoughts, and lay on the rickety stretcher with the support of his second daughter, and a sense of comfort arose, and the swing was swinging all the way to the vicinity of Xuzhou.

At night, the waning moon and cold stars hung high, the cool breeze blew the earth, the soldiers had fallen asleep, and the figures of turtles cowering in the grove were faintly visible, they were too tired.

When the eighteenth inspection returned, a military uniform soaked with dew was speckled and sat next to Yang Guan with hot breath.

"Zero, shall we enter Xuzhou or go to the battlefield? News came from the reconnaissance detachment that there seems to be a devil officer on the northern front, you see? ”

"Whew!" Yang Guan retracted his eyes looking up at the sky, stared at his thin cheeks and said: "The national army does not wait to see Lao Tzu, there is no goal originally, since you know the traces of the enemy, then kill him!"

No. 18 took two deep breaths and said angrily: "The advance team doesn't need the national army to see at all, how come a group of white-eyed wolves, fifteen tanks and seventy-three heavy guns are gone?"

"You're making a mess again, aren't you?" Yang Guan glared at him viciously, and seeing that he was still angry, he continued: "Can heavy artillery give birth to cubs, and tanks can give birth to babies?"

No. 18 was stunned, the instructor had something to say, his eyes rolled slightly, and after a while, he smirked and said: "Those big guys are really easy to use, but they are also big consumers, we really can't play it!"

"No, Zero, let's not care about the big guy for now, what can equip the guns and ammunition of the three armies to give to the national army?"

"The materials are all dowries for the advance team, and aren't the best guys in the hands of the brothers? You have to understand that the war of resistance requires collective efforts! ”

"Zero, I don't agree with what you say, the national army will definitely find an excuse to deprive the brothers of their supplies, and the sale of meat buns and dogs has not happened for nothing!"

"Playing the piano indiscriminately, without giving Jiang Guangtou a little sweetness, how can the advance team enter the national army? Even those bureaucrats will be tempted to see countless supplies, and what can we do about it? ”

"Yes, even if you want to send them to the Communist Party, it's impossible, Zero, you don't plan to send these ten tanks to Yan'an, right?"

"Well, see the opportunity to send it over, the advance team can't afford to raise it, the goal is too big, Lao Tzu is a 10 million watt light bulb, mysterious ......"

"That's right, our advance team won by surprise, the tank is too dazzling......"