Chapter 28 Thirty-two hours

"Let's go down!" Seeing that Zhang Fafu almost jumped up and shouted, I reached out and grabbed him and pushed him to the ground, but it was too late.

Some of the US troops had already discovered us. They were stunned and soon realized that we were the enemies lurking in front of their positions. If they had more imagination, they might have guessed that the shells just now were the ones we did. So they picked up the rifles without saying a word and pointed at us. The soldiers would not sit and wait for death. Without waiting for my order, they took action first. They fired the rifles in their hands. The Americans fell down in an instant.

But the gunshots quickly alarmed other American troops. They stopped their actions and focused their attention on our small hill. Several American troops on the 349.8 high ground were closest to us. They grabbed their rifles and ran towards our location. There were even US troops commanding several tanks to turn their muzzles and aimed their tank guns and anti-aircraft machine guns in our direction...

I thought to myself that my life was hard to save, but there was another village with dark flowers and flowers. At this moment, a strange roar of shells came from the sky. Then before the Americans could understand what was going on, shells exploded in their positions.

With the flames, the cannon was blown up to the sky, the tank was blasted to the fire, and the car loaded with ammunition flew directly into the sky, and it also triggered a more violent chain explosion. In this moment, the open ground turned into a sea of ​​fire, and waves of heat rushed in, blowing up the new snow on the ground and rushing towards us like a hurricane, which made us all lie on the ground and breathless.

But I didn't dare to stop at all. I took advantage of this time to raise the rifle in my hand, "Bang bang bang..." and fired at several US troops in the direction of the 349.8 Heights. Their gray uniforms were too obvious in the snow, and the hills were also very close to the 349.8 Heights, only twenty meters away, so when I finished the bullets, they were already falling into a pool of blood.

One bullet hit one, which is not a good result for me.

They were shot dead because they were too close to us and were on a high place. If they did not die, our every move was in their sight, and we had no chance of running away at all.

When I finished this, I waved to the soldiers, ignoring the roar that passed from the open ground, and did not dare to appreciate the results of the artillery. I turned around and ran towards the foot of the mountain with the soldiers.

The Americans on the open ground were still unable to clone us under the bombardment of our artillery. All the American soldiers on the 349.8 Highlands were shot dead by me, so we still had some time to escape and a little hope of escaping. So I ran wildly with all my might, wishing I could grow a pair of wings and fly away from the battlefield immediately. The soldiers had the same idea as me, so we almost rolled down from the highlands...

But as soon as I ran on the road, I felt a little angry, and we had too little time.

If I heard correctly, Zhang Fafu just called for five rapid fires... It only takes a few minutes for the artillery to finish firing five shells, and it may take a few minutes for the enemy to recover from the bombing, so at best we only have ten minutes. It is almost impossible to escape from the enemy's sight and track in such a short time. Moreover, the US military behind us is still the US military with a large number of mechanized equipment.

Thinking of this, I stopped quickly.

"Captain! Run!"

"Captain...is he injured? I will carry you!"

...

When they saw me stop, the soldiers were unwilling to leave. They stopped and pulled and pulled at me anxiously.

"It's not a way to run like this!" I ignored the soldiers' urging and scanned the surrounding environment anxiously and quickly, and my eyes finally fixed on the cement pipe under the road.

I didn't have time to think about it or explain it. I waved my hand and said, "Come with me..."

As he said that, he turned around and ran back. The soldier was stunned at first sight, but after hesitating for a while, he followed from behind.

"Comrades! Get the bayonet!" After running for a while, Huang Sihu shouted at the soldiers.

"What are you doing with a bayonet?" I kept asking Huang Sihu beside me in confusion.

"Captain!" Huang Sihu also looked at me in confusion: "You, aren't you going to fight with the Americans?"

"Who said he was going to fight with the Americans?"

"Then, why are you taking us back?" Huang Sihu was a little confused.

"Um!" After hearing this, I realized that the soldiers all followed me, thinking that I was going to have a good time with the Americans!

Looking at the soldiers following behind him, there were not many, and their faces were all determined. Even Zhang Fafu and Yang Minle drew out their pistols to prepare to fight until the last moment.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but secretly praise it. All Chinese soldiers are good, and there are no cowards. In real life, there are many people who are usually brave and fierce, but there are not many people who are really bald, dare to work together, and die calmly. But the volunteer soldiers are just the opposite. They usually look so ordinary and so cute, but when the juncture of life and death, you almost don't need to doubt their self-sacrifice.

I didn't explain much, so I ran to the side of the road, jumped into the grass beside the road, climbed along the cement pipe hanging in the air and protruding a piece, then turned over and flipped in.

The first feeling was that my feet were cold, the water in the cement pipe was not over the paint cover, and it seemed very urgent, which made people feel unsteady, but now I can't care about so much. I quickly waved to the soldiers who were still stunned outside and signaled them to come in.

The soldiers were stunned for a moment, and soon understood what I meant. They put away their rifles and crawled in one by one as I was. Zhang Fafu and Yang Minle also came in with the help of the soldiers. But when it was Huang Sihu's turn, he stared at me blankly without moving.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but yell at him: "Come in! Why are you still standing there? The Japanese are about to come up and know?"

"Captain!" Huang Sihu gritted his teeth, as if he had decided something, and straightened his chest and replied: "I can't go in. If we all go in, if the enemy cannot be found, then he will definitely be suspicious that we will hide nearby, and no one of us will escape..."

"You... come in and talk about it!" I quickly understood what he wanted to do when he heard this.

"No! Commander!" Huang Sihu shook his head firmly: "The enemy did not see how many of us were. If I escaped with two soldiers, you would be safe to hide here. I know what to do..."

"Damn it!" In a hurry, I yelled at Huang Sihu: "Huang Sihu...Do you dare not listen to my orders!"

"Captain!" Huang Sihu saluted me upright and said, "I have never disobeyed your orders. This is the first time, and perhaps the last time. In the next life, I will want you to be my commander!"

"And me!"

"And me!"

Two soldiers who did not come and rushed into the water pipe stood up behind Huang Sihu, and also saluted me upright, and followed Huang Sihu toward the vast sea of ​​snow without hesitation...

I returned to the tunnel silently, and the soldiers also looked at me silently, all of whom understood what was going on outside. Zhang Fafu suddenly grabbed Yang Minle and ran out of the water pipe, but I was caught back when I was anxious.

"Captain, please let me go!" Zhang Fafu turned around, and only then did I find that his face was covered with tears.

"Captain!" Zhang Fafu said in a choked voice: "It was me who exposed the comrades. It was me who harmed the soldiers. It was me who wanted to attract the enemy's attention. Captain! Take advantage of the time left now, please let me chase Squad Leader Huang back!"

"What a fuss!" I pushed him into the water and pointed at his nose without hesitation and cursed: "How many more people do you want to kill? Just because you deserve to attract the enemy's attention? Are you sure not to capture the enemy alive? Are you sure to withstand the enemy's torture? Zhang Fafu, I tell you that the mission has been completed, and I will no longer exchange the lives of the warriors for your life!"

Zhang Fafu sat up from the water dejectedly, letting the cold ditch water wash him, and he didn't get up for a long time. The soldiers didn't dare to go forward to pull me when they saw me getting angry, which made me a little amused.

I didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but after a while, I saw Zhang Fafu's face turned pale and his heart softened. I grabbed Zhang Fafu and pushed him to the soldiers: "Find a set of clothes to change it!"

"Yes!" The soldiers responded and quickly took out several sets of puppet military uniforms they carried with them to help Zhang Fafu change them.

At this time, the explosion outside the water pipe gradually became sparse, but a buzzing sound came from the four walls of the water pipe. I quickly called a hand to signal the soldiers to stop the sound. After looking at the water flow, I quickly pointed to my feet. The soldiers nodded knowingly and did not dare to move at all, because as long as the soldiers moved, the flowing water would fluctuate and the enemies above their heads would notice it.

After a while, the enemy approached. In an instant, the sound of the tracks of the tank, the roar of the motor, the sound of footsteps, and the shouts of the US military officers were heard above our heads. The soldiers also spontaneously divided into two groups, one holding guns to the upstream, and the other facing the downstream, waiting to be discovered by the Americans to fight to the death.

But the Americans didn't notice us, and they continued to run away. They also found the footprints left by Huang Sihu and the others and followed them.

"Bang……"

"Dada..."

After a while, gunfire came into our ears. The comrades were stunned at the same time, all of whom understood what this meant. The expression on their faces quickly changed from nervousness to sadness. Zhang Fafu seemed to have woken up until this time, and opened his mouth wide and wanted to say something in the direction of the gunfire, but he couldn't say anything. Yang Minle also lowered his head guiltily, and the atmosphere in the water pipe suddenly became heavier, and only the water under his feet was still running into the river as before.

I slowly stretched out my head to see the situation, but after just a glance, I quickly shrank my head back. Because I found that there were American soldiers everywhere outside holding bayonets in the grass and searching in the snow, and from time to time, stabbing bayonets into the feet.

Huang Sihu and the others should have sacrificed. I thought to myself, but the Americans were obviously not satisfied with only catching three volunteer soldiers. Looking at the walkie-talkie on Zhang Fafu and Yang Minle's back, I quickly understood the reason why the US military had to work so much. So I was thinking that the act of stopping Zhang Fafu from going out might be wrong. But I quickly felt ashamed of myself for having such an idea.

Huang Sihu and his friends sacrificed themselves for their comrades, but what about me? They wanted to sacrifice their comrades for ourselves. Although Zhang Fafu and Yang Minle did cause us a lot of trouble, no matter what, they are also our comrades...

The US military's search team was running back and forth above our heads. Infantry searched the mountains all over the country. Sometimes several helicopters were carrying infantry around, but no one noticed the cement pipe under the highway. Perhaps because the cement pipe was flowing all the time, it was hard for the US military to imagine that there would be someone hiding in such cold weather!

However, it is really not something that people can bear to hide here. The water under our feet is ice and cold, and it is hard to say that it is because the cement pipe is only 1.5 meters high, so we all have to bend our body to stick to the water pipe wall. We must also pay attention to the movements under our feet not being too large, so as not to pull out the water flow and attract the attention of the US military.

The sky gradually darkened. I thought I could sneak out in the night, but I was helpless that the US military might have caused us to explode this time, so I refused to give up searching this night. The lights, flashlights, and flares illuminate the outside world as regrettably as daytime.

This made us soldiers suffer. The temperature of the mountain spring water flowing from the ditch in the second half of the night was very low, which made us tremble. If everyone hadn't bite the white towel in their mouths, they would have made a sound like fried beans. Especially the pair of feet in the water would have been frozen to no sense of consciousness. Fortunately, it was early winter, and the soldiers occasionally supported their feet on the cement wall to move for a while, so they could still hold on. Otherwise, before the Americans could find this place, we would all be frozen to death.

The enemy's search ended until nine o'clock the next night, and at this time, the soldiers and I stayed in the cement pipe for thirty-two hours. I thought that the US military must be thinking that they had searched for thirty-two hours but could not find anyone, so the enemy must have run away and it was useless for them to search, so they stopped the army.

But they never expected that we would stay under their noses, just a road away from the 394.8 highland where we exposed it...

We waited in the water pipe for another hour until there was no movement on it, and then we came out of the water pipe tremblingly. At this time, my feet and the soldiers had already been soaked in the spring water and swollen.

After taking the soldiers into the grass, I immediately asked the soldiers to change out of the wet clothes in the prepared puppet army uniforms. At the same time, I couldn't help but feel glad that I was wearing more clothes, even the military boots of the puppet army. Otherwise, we would be afraid that before we returned to our position, we would freeze to death in the wind and snow.

Carefully buried the changed clothes and the phone in the snow, hid in the valley and ate something to rest for a while, and then took the soldiers on the marching road again.

The smell of gunpowder on the battlefield yesterday had not yet dissipated. A gust of cold wind blew, bringing a few unpleasant smell of gasoline and burnt smell. I really wanted to look back and see how much damage our artillery brought to the enemy yesterday, but in the end I held it back.

Americans have a habit of building a monument in that when there are heavy casualties or losses in a certain place, they will always build a monument in that place or protect the area for silence. If the loss is large enough, it is very likely that senior leaders will be alerted to attend the scene in person to hold mourning ceremony or condolences to survivors.

So at this time, the open land behind the 394.8 highland should be a place where the US military is heavily guarded, and the US military there must be all hating us to the core. I don’t want to go back and fall into the trap, and then I will tear them back to mourn the dead...

However, I was still a little uneasy when walking in the US military’s defense line in a puppet uniform. And... how should I go back through the enemy’s defense line now? I couldn’t help but feel distressed.

Go back from the same route?

This is obviously unrealistic. What are we "pseudo-army" going to the US military's positions?

Go back from another place?

The puppet army uniforms on us are too eye-catching... What other tasks may the puppet army in the US military besides translators and tour guides?

Well! For example, some dangerous and unprofitable tasks, the US military is still happy to let the puppet troops do it. For example... mine clearance!

By the way! It's mine clearance!

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but turn my eyes to Wang Xianru who was walking among the soldiers.

"What's wrong? Commander?" Wang Xianru couldn't help but ask in confusion when he noticed the strangeness in my eyes.

"Nothing!" I chuckled and asked in a low voice: "Wang Xianru, I heard that you always raise the American mines and then install them for the Americans. Is this true?"

"Then there is still a falsehood!" Wang Xianru replied in a low voice: "Just a few days ago, I installed dozens of landmines on the American highway! But I didn't go to see it later, and I don't know what the situation is now!"
Chapter completed!