At this time, Yang An realized that the wounded was named Peng Xiaoqi. Thinking of his surname as Squad Leader Peng, he guessed whether they were brothers, relatives, or clan relationships, and the relationship was not ordinary. Otherwise, Squad Leader Peng would not have cried so much just now. Squad Leader Peng's panic was seen by Yang An. Thinking that Squad Leader Peng was already panicked, the remaining Qingming in his heart suddenly made Yang An think of something, so he shouted: "Squad Leader Peng, carry him down quickly, and you still have time to save people!"

At this time, several soldiers around him surrounded him. A burly soldier squatted down and said, "Captain Peng, come and carry him onto my back."

Squad Leader Peng had lost his due Qingming Festival and pushed away the tall soldier angrily, as if he only recognized Yang An, and shouted viciously: "Get out! This is my brother, this is my little brother, whoever wants you to come, I will do it myself! Yang An!"

Squad Leader Peng wiped his eyes with his sleeves and pulled Peng Xiaoqi's hands. Yang An and the soldiers beside him cooperated to lift Xiaoqi on his back. While Yang An was holding Peng Xiaoqi on his back, he carefully paid attention to the bodies and blood of the soldiers who died underground to prevent himself from being tripped and slipped.

Squad Leader Peng didn't run a few steps. I don't know if it was tears that made his eyes fascinated or why, he was tripped by the feet of a soldier who fell to the ground, rushed forward a few steps, and with the help of Yang An, he barely stood firm. Then, the two trotted to the entrance of the town again.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the town, squad leader Peng still couldn't run steadily at the entrance of the town full of bullet shells. He stepped on the shell, and his feet slipped, shouted "ah" and fell backwards with Peng Xiaoqi on his back. He was completely unexpected, and the two people suddenly fell backwards, and this power was not something that one person could hold. For some reason, at that moment, Yang An still realized the importance of the head and held Peng Xiaoqi's head with both hands to avoid his head from touching directly. Peng Xiaoqi was on the back of the ground, and the weight of the two people pressed hard on him. The huge force of the fallen ground made him feel sore, and a muffled groan. The huge pain actually made him awake, and then a scream. This scream made Yang An and Squad leader Peng feel creepy.

Even after hearing this scream, Squad Leader Peng's heart was still in chaos, and there was no real clarity. He turned around and half-rised with his left hand, and punched Yang An angrily, which hit Yang An on the shoulder. Yang An felt the huge pain from his left shoulder, and the man was beaten back two steps and sat on the ground. Obviously, Squad Leader Peng was blaming Yang An for not supporting them and causing them to fall.

The sober Peng Xiaoqi grabbed Squad Leader Peng's hand and shouted hard: "Brother Gouzi! Brother Gouzi!"

The familiar cry made Squad Leader Peng wake up suddenly. He squatted aside and hugged Peng Xiaoqi quickly. The two screams seemed to exhaust Peng Xiaoqi's strength. He wanted to open his eyes, but he felt that his eyelids were heavy and slowly closed his eyes again.

Looking at Peng Xiaoqi in his arms closing his eyes again, Squad Leader Peng shouted anxiously: "Xiaoqi! Xiaoqi! I am Peng Gouzi, wake up quickly! wake up!"

At this time, Yang An learned that the real name of Squad Leader Peng was Peng Gouzi, and seemed to understand why those people from all over the country called him Squad Leader Peng but did not call him his name.

Peng Xiaoqi was clear inside, but his injuries were too severe, and his excessive blood loss made his remaining vitality difficult to support him to open his eyes. He was full of unwillingness and thought of his mother again. He seemed to see his mother approaching him, which made him very excited. He felt warm inside and tears came out of his eyes. He tried hard to open his eyes! He shouted affectionately: "Mom! It hurts!"

Peng Xiaoqi, who opened his eyes, heard Peng Gouzi's anxious shouting again, and saw his face full of tears, and disappointment flashed through his eyes. Seeing Peng Gouzi's anxiousness, he realized that his life had reached the end.

Peng Xiaoqi's eyes flashed through Qingming, and he immediately smiled with tears, shouting affectionately: "Brother Gouzi! Brother Gouzi! My good brother!"

Peng Xiaoqi then looked down at his chest, raised his right hand with all his might, touched it, wiped a handful of blood, and fell to his body weakly. At this time, he no longer had the strength and smiled bitterly: "Brother Gouzi, take off my longevity lock, give it to my mother, if possible."

Peng Gouzi took off Peng Xiaoqi's long-lived lock and gently pinched the blood-stained lock with his left hand. The long-lived lock was already dull, and only the chains reflected silver light under the moonlight. He held the long-lived lock in front of Peng Xiaoqi and asked him to take a good look. His eyes were instantly filled with crystal clearness, and tears fell down, and "did, tid" fell on Peng Xiaoqi's face.

Peng Xiaoqi showed a peaceful smile, and his eyes shone with dazzling light. He raised his right hand and stroked his dog brother hard, and stroked the tears on his brother's cheek. His smile was so sweet and so happy!

Peng Gouzi felt more and more uncomfortable when he saw the sincere smile on his face of Brother Xiaoqi, and his heart was getting more and more uncomfortable. Tears dripped in groups and sobbed constantly. He keenly felt that the power of Brother Xiaoqi's right hand began to weaken. He quickly put down the long-lived lock in his hand, pressing against the back of Xiaoqi's hand, and letting his hand touch his cheek. Suddenly, Peng Gouzi felt that Brother Xiaoqi's right hand became heavy and stiff. Through the tears, he saw Peng Xiaoqi's eyes peacefully closed. Peng Gouzi knew that Brother Xiaoqi's life had reached the end. He howled, hugged Peng Xiaoqi's body tightly, and grabbed Peng Xiaoqi's hand with his left hand and stroked it desperately. He wanted to give Brother Xiaoqi more warmth through this touch and maintain his falling body temperature. He wanted to comfort his sad heart through this touch.

Seeing Squad Leader Peng holding Peng Xiaoqi's hand tightly and touching his cheek, tears and Peng Xiaoqi's blood dripping, it was no longer as crystal clear as before.

Yang An also felt sad and burst into tears.

After a while, Yang An woke up and listened to Squad Leader Peng's wailing, not knowing how to comfort him. Suddenly, Yang An thought of the time he came down from the battlefield with the sergeant on his back. The sergeant was still seriously injured. When he was crying in pain, the driver Tian Wangcai said: "Little brother, he has left. Come, let's send him back so that he can be reborn as soon as possible!"

At this time, the sound of footsteps of the stretcher team returning was heard not far away.

Yang An squatted carefully opposite Squad Leader Peng, gently pressed his hand on Squad Leader Peng's right shoulder, and shouted in a low voice: "Squad Leader Peng! Squad Leader Peng!"

He finally plucked up the courage and shouted: "Squad Leader Peng! Brother Xiaoqi, Brother Xiaoqi is a good person. He has left. We should send him back, send him to the ambulance station, and send him back early, so that he can be reborn as soon as possible! He will never have the danger of fighting again!"

Hearing Yang An's words, Squad Leader Peng stopped his sadness, put Peng Xiaoqi's hand, put it away from his longevity lock, put it in his military shirt and pocket, and took it out and hung it around his neck. He wiped his eyes with his sleeve, but he didn't know that tears always overflowed and could not wipe it clean, so he had to give up. He slowly got up and muttered: "Xiaoqi, Brother Gouzi will carry you back."

Yang An helped with advice, and Squad Leader Peng neatly carried Peng Xiaoqi on his back. The soldiers returning from the stretcher team saw Squad Leader Peng's figure clearly and greeted: "Squad Leader Peng, come, put the wounded on the stretcher."

Peng Gouzi ignored them, carried Xiaoqi brothers on his back and went straight to the ambulance station. The soldiers on the stretcher team saw the sadness and tears on Peng Gouzi's face, so they had to shake their heads and leave.

On the road, Peng Gouzi carried his Xiaoqi brothers on his back, like a quiet coffin carrying man, step by step, moving forward heavily. On the side, Yang An carefully supported Peng Xiaoqi's body, like a quiet coffin supporting man, step by step, and forward heavily. Yang An noticed Peng Gouzi's heavy steps, and also felt the heaviness and sadness in his heart, and his steps became as heavy.

The moonlight was like washing, making this sadness spread across the road like the moonlight, and the sad backs of the two disappeared into the moonlight.
Chapter completed!