Sun Zhen really wanted to say something bold at this time to show his courage and determination, but his physical exertion was so severe now that he couldn't even turn his brain. However, he did not have much of a sense of despair on the verge of death, but a sense of relief that the war was over. Although the mission was not completed satisfactorily, the records of the investigation near the Maoli Society had already been brought back by the people who had retreated before, and the purpose of the investigation was achieved, but in the end, Meng Gui and Liu Da could not leave, which was somewhat regrettable.

Although Meng Gui and Liu Da were not seriously injured and would not hinder their movements, they were also unable to fight again at this time, and the high-intensity sports battle for several hours had exhausted their physical strength, and now even if Sun Zhen ordered them to leave, they no longer had the physical strength to run away. The three of them snuggled up to each other behind the boulders by the stream, waiting for the final moment with a wry smile on their faces.

Although these natives have not crossed the stream for the time being, all three of them understand that as long as the other party's physical strength recovers, they will force the crossing again, and it is impossible to let themselves go in such a situation that they have already prevailed. Maybe five minutes, maybe ten minutes, but it's not much. Each of the three men loaded his rifle and loaded his bayonet, ready for the final fight.

From the day they entered the special operations camp, they were constantly instilled with the concept of sacrificing their lives for Haihan, and after years of brainwashing, they did not have much fear of dying on the battlefield, but they finally died at the hands of an enemy of this grade of the natives, and their hearts were somewhat unwilling.

"It seems that we are also going to enter the Martyrs' Shrine in Sanya!" Sun Zhen was in a desperate situation, but at this time there was a smile on his face: "I only visited last month, but I didn't expect it to be our turn to go in so soon!"

In addition to the army base on the Luhuitou Peninsula in Sanya, there is also a large-scale martyr's shrine, where most of the Haihan soldiers who died on the battlefield are buried, and even if the bones are not transported, there will be at least one tablet to enshrine. In the past, public memorial activities would be arranged at the Martyrs' Shrine for anniversaries and new recruits, which was also one of the patriotic education methods that the Haihan military has always adhered to.

Sun Zhen and others all enlisted in Penghu, and this founding celebration was the first time to go to Sanya, the "capital" of Haihan, and it was naturally indispensable to visit the martyrs' shrine during their stay. After Sun Zhen and others witnessed the treatment of the fallen soldiers of the Haihan Army, their beliefs in their hearts were also firmer. As a soldier, after dying in battle, he can be posthumously recognized by the state, enjoy the worship of future generations as a hero, and his family can also be properly resettled and generously bereavement, which is indeed a very satisfactory treatment.

However, Sun Zhen fled to Haihan alone, but no family member can enjoy all kinds of pension benefits after he died in the war, of course, from another aspect, he is alone, and he does not have any worries, which is somewhat a psychological advantage when fighting on the battlefield.

Meng Gui muttered: "Squad leader, you are so big, you have entered the Martyrs' Shrine, this tablet is estimated to be one size bigger, right?"

Sun Zhen was about to scold him twice, Meng Gui had already gotten up and poked his head out, fired a shot at the opposite bank, and there was a faint howl, listening to the movement, it should have hit the target. Meng Gui retracted his body with a smile and said, "I can take care of it for a while now." ”

The current physical condition of the three of them could no longer open the scene to fight against the natives on the other bank, so they could only withdraw from time to time and release a cold gun to deter the natives from crossing the stream. Although it is not possible to make the natives retreat, at least they can maintain temporary peace. However, Meng Gui did not inform his companions of another situation, most of the natives on the other side had dispersed, and only a dozen people were still watching and watching, and it was obvious that the natives had given up their plans to cross the stream here, but turned to the upstream and downstream to find another place to cross this small moat. As long as the natives came to the side of the stream, there was only a limit to what the three of them could resist.

After another moment, Sun Zhen suddenly spoke: "I seem to be hallucinating, how can I hear a gunshot?"

"It can't be such a coincidence, can it? Liu Da, who was lying on the ground, also muttered.

Of course, there would not be so many coincidences, and soon more frequent gunfire could be heard from far downstream. Sun Zhen sat up straight at once: "It's the reinforcements that have arrived!"

It had been nearly two hours since their teammates had left first, and it seemed that they had successfully returned to the camp with reinforcements. Sure enough, not long after, the sudden sound of a steam engine came downstream, and it seemed that the reinforcements should have rushed up the river in a steamboat.

Although the Turen had already made a detour downstream to find a place to cross the stream, they were obviously still one step late, and they had already bumped into the Haihan army before they could succeed. And the reinforcements that rushed over this time were more than a team of a few people, Chen Yixin and Morgan both personally dispatched, and brought a company to rush upstream from land and water respectively, and the waterway boat arrived first, and the people on the boat shot directly as soon as they saw the natives. The place where the reinforcements met the enemy was less than a mile away from where Sun Zhen and the others were hiding, so the sound of gunfire also came along the flat terrain of the valley.

For the trio who were basically desperate, the appearance of the gunshot was a symbol of a chance to survive, Sun Zhen hurriedly took out the signal flare, and didn't care about distinguishing the colors carefully, so he pulled the rope ring and launched it at the sky. When the reinforcements who were arriving saw this flare, they would naturally be able to grasp where they were.

The natives knew that they could no longer leave these few thorns, so they did not hesitate this time, and after a while, they retreated and disappeared in the mountains and forests. Soon Morgan took a boat to the location where they were hiding and rescued the three men. Seeing that the three were all sitting on the bank of the stream with blood stains, Morgan was surprised and hurriedly led the paramedics forward to treat them.

But fortunately, among the three, only Sun Zhen was slightly injured, and the other two were all milder skin injuries, but the battle was too long, and his body had lost his strength, and he had no strength to move on his own for the time being. After Morgan confirmed that he had not injured a blood vessel, he immediately removed the bamboo arrow, sutured and bandaged the wound, and then ordered the three people to be carried on the boat and carried away.

It's just that the stream here is narrower, and the steam tugboat with a length of more than seven meters has to turn around here and it takes a lot of work, and there are people holding poles to assist in the bow and stern, and there are many people on the shore pulling the cable to help adjust the direction, and more than a dozen people pull and pull, and it takes a lot of tea time to turn the bow around.

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Sun Zhen really wanted to say something bold at this time to show his courage and determination, but his physical exertion was so severe now that he couldn't even turn his brain. However, he did not have much of a sense of despair on the verge of death, but a sense of relief that the war was over. Although the mission was not completed satisfactorily, the records of the investigation near the Maoli Society had already been brought back by the people who had retreated before, and the purpose of the investigation was achieved, but in the end, Meng Gui and Liu Da could not leave, which was somewhat regrettable.

Although Meng Gui and Liu Da were not seriously injured and would not hinder their movements, they were also unable to fight again at this time, and the high-intensity sports battle for several hours had exhausted their physical strength, and now even if Sun Zhen ordered them to leave, they no longer had the physical strength to run away. The three of them snuggled up to each other behind the boulders by the stream, waiting for the final moment with a wry smile on their faces.

Although these natives have not crossed the stream for the time being, all three of them understand that as long as the other party's physical strength recovers, they will force the crossing again, and it is impossible to let themselves go in such a situation that they have already prevailed. Maybe five minutes, maybe ten minutes, but it's not much. Each of the three men loaded his rifle and loaded his bayonet, ready for the final fight.

From the day they entered the special operations camp, they were constantly instilled with the concept of sacrificing their lives for Haihan, and after years of brainwashing, they did not have much fear of dying on the battlefield, but they finally died at the hands of an enemy of this grade of the natives, and their hearts were somewhat unwilling.

"It seems that we are also going to enter the Martyrs' Shrine in Sanya!" Sun Zhen was in a desperate situation, but at this time there was a smile on his face: "I only visited last month, but I didn't expect it to be our turn to go in so soon!"

In addition to the army base on the Luhuitou Peninsula in Sanya, there is also a large-scale martyr's shrine, where most of the Haihan soldiers who died on the battlefield are buried, and even if the bones are not transported, there will be at least one tablet to enshrine. In the past, public memorial activities would be arranged at the Martyrs' Shrine for anniversaries and new recruits, which was also one of the patriotic education methods that the Haihan military has always adhered to.

Sun Zhen and others all enlisted in Penghu, and this founding celebration was the first time to go to Sanya, the "capital" of Haihan, and it was naturally indispensable to visit the martyrs' shrine during their stay. After Sun Zhen and others witnessed the treatment of the fallen soldiers of the Haihan Army, their beliefs in their hearts were also firmer. As a soldier, after dying in battle, he can be posthumously recognized by the state, enjoy the worship of future generations as a hero, and his family can also be properly resettled and generously bereavement, which is indeed a very satisfactory treatment.

However, Sun Zhen fled to Haihan alone, but no family member can enjoy all kinds of pension benefits after he died in the war, of course, from another aspect, he is alone, and he does not have any worries, which is somewhat a psychological advantage when fighting on the battlefield.

Meng Gui muttered: "Squad leader, you are so big, you have entered the Martyrs' Shrine, this tablet is estimated to be one size bigger, right?"

Sun Zhen was about to scold him twice, Meng Gui had already gotten up and poked his head out, fired a shot at the opposite bank, and there was a faint howl, listening to the movement, it should have hit the target. Meng Gui retracted his body with a smile and said, "I can take care of it for a while now." ”

The current physical condition of the three of them could no longer open the scene to fight against the natives on the other bank, so they could only withdraw from time to time and release a cold gun to deter the natives from crossing the stream. Although it is not possible to make the natives retreat, at least they can maintain temporary peace. However, Meng Gui did not inform his companions of another situation, most of the natives on the other side had dispersed, and only a dozen people were still watching and watching, and it was obvious that the natives had given up their plans to cross the stream here, but turned to the upstream and downstream to find another place to cross this small moat. As long as the natives came to the side of the stream, there was only a limit to what the three of them could resist.

After another moment, Sun Zhen suddenly spoke: "I seem to be hallucinating, how can I hear a gunshot?"

"It can't be such a coincidence, can it? Liu Da, who was lying on the ground, also muttered.

Of course, there would not be so many coincidences, and soon more frequent gunfire could be heard from far downstream. Sun Zhen sat up straight at once: "It's the reinforcements that have arrived!"

It had been nearly two hours since their teammates had left first, and it seemed that they had successfully returned to the camp with reinforcements. Sure enough, not long after, the sudden sound of a steam engine came downstream, and it seemed that the reinforcements should have rushed up the river in a steamboat.

Although the Turen had already made a detour downstream to find a place to cross the stream, they were obviously still one step late, and they had already bumped into the Haihan army before they could succeed. And the reinforcements that rushed over this time were more than a team of a few people, Chen Yixin and Morgan both personally dispatched, and brought a company to rush upstream from land and water respectively, and the waterway boat arrived first, and the people on the boat shot directly as soon as they saw the natives. The place where the reinforcements met the enemy was less than a mile away from where Sun Zhen and the others were hiding, so the sound of gunfire also came along the flat terrain of the valley.

For the trio who were basically desperate, the appearance of the gunshot was a symbol of a chance to survive, Sun Zhen hurriedly took out the signal flare, and didn't care about distinguishing the colors carefully, so he pulled the rope ring and launched it at the sky. When the reinforcements who were arriving saw this flare, they would naturally be able to grasp where they were.

The natives knew that they could no longer leave these few thorns, so they did not hesitate this time, and after a while, they retreated and disappeared in the mountains and forests. Soon Morgan took a boat to the location where they were hiding and rescued the three men. Seeing that the three were all sitting on the bank of the stream with blood stains, Morgan was surprised and hurriedly led the paramedics forward to treat them.

But fortunately, among the three, only Sun Zhen was slightly injured, and the other two were all milder skin injuries, but the battle was too long, and his body had lost his strength, and he had no strength to move on his own for the time being. After Morgan confirmed that he had not injured a blood vessel, he immediately removed the bamboo arrow, sutured and bandaged the wound, and then ordered the three people to be carried on the boat and carried away.

It's just that the stream here is narrower, and the steam tugboat with a length of more than seven meters has to turn around here and it takes a lot of work, and there are people holding poles to assist in the bow and stern, and there are many people on the shore pulling the cable to help adjust the direction, and more than a dozen people pull and pull, and it takes a lot of tea time to turn the bow around.