Waiting is a choice, a helpless choice. Because you have to bear the heavy responsibility of transferring wounded soldiers, you can only make this helpless choice now.

Waiting is a torment, an unbearable torment. Because the outcome is uncertain and the prospect is uncertain, now we can only endure this unbearable torment.

Waiting is an expectation, an expectation of victory. Because victory and reconstruction are expectations of survival, now only the expectation of victory is in mind.

Waiting is a consideration, a consideration of will. Because blood and fire, life and death are considerations of will, now only after this consideration can one become the final winner of this waiting.

The thirty or forty people in the warehouse had different mentalities and were waiting quietly. The annihilation of the main force of Li Zengying was tantamount to the greatest bad news. It brought too much impact on everyone's psychology, which should be said to be a heavy blow. People's hearts are floating, and now everyone has not yet gotten out of the shadow of bad news.

Peng Gouzi simply sat by the warehouse door, leaning against the wall, closing his eyes to rest. It seemed that this was not a battlefield. This was what Peng Gouzi did on purpose. He was not the commander, but he wanted to bring stability to the team through his words and deeds. Even if he had a little stability, he was satisfied. Laizi was first affected. He saw that Peng Gouzi was sleeping as if nothing had happened, and he felt bored, so he had to sit down and rest on the spot. The movements of these two people naturally attracted the attention of everyone in the team. Their relaxed expression seemed to infect everyone, and the team soon became peaceful.

Yang An naturally saw the change in the atmosphere in the house. He looked at the wounded soldiers in the house and then looked at the door again. There was no new situation for a long time. The anxiety in his heart slowly calmed down and he finally calmed down. He thought, no matter what the situation happened later, he had to face it seriously. No matter what the battle progressed, it was naturally the most important thing to go out alive, but whether he could go out alive was not only his personal combat skills, but also his luck. Thinking of this, his mentality became more calm and he slowly calmed down.

A series of rapid footsteps kept approaching the warehouse. When everyone saw two soldiers carrying a wounded soldier, Yang An took the lead and realized that the wounded soldier was Zhong Shoude. He did not expect that Zhong Shoude's operation would have been for such a long time.

While Yang An was thinking, he heard a soldier saying, "The doctor said just now that this kid is really life-threatening. He was hit by a few Japanese bullets, but he didn't hit the vital point. The bullet almost wiped his heart, and it was nothing. Come on, you guys quickly settle him down. He lost a lot of blood and needed a good rest and quiet."

After a busy moment in the warehouse, I finally calmed down again.

Peng Gouzi sat next to the stretcher and looked at Zhong Shoude. He saw that his head was covered with white gauze, like a white silkworm cocoon. He knew that although he was seriously injured, he had no worries about his life, so he breathed a deep breath. Peng Gouzi thought to himself that Zhong Shoude was only 38 people, and he hoped that he could take one out in many places. He looked up at Yang An at the door and sighed in a very complicated mood.

In the warehouse, there was peace and everyone was trying to rest to restore their strength. Outside the warehouse, there was a lot of liveliness, with gunfire everywhere, and the war between the two sides was in full swing.

Suddenly, a rapid running sound came from far toward the warehouse gate. Peng Gouzi alertly leaned his head out of the door and stood up quickly. He saw the soldier's nervous expression, and also saw that the left-behind combat squad in the distance did not gather, and directly formed a column and left the opposite place to run north from the resting place.

As soon as the soldier arrived at the door, he stopped and looked at Peng Gouzi standing up. The two of them said, "The north guard observation post found a team of Japanese soldiers coming, with at least fifty or sixty people. It is too late to transfer now. Our squad has already rushed to fight Japanese soldiers. The squad leader asked me to inform you to send someone to reinforce us as soon as possible."

After saying that, the soldier turned around and ran away.

Peng Gouzi, Laizi, and Yang An's face suddenly became gloomy when he heard the other party's words.

The first time he heard the news, Peng Gouzi realized that on the battlefield where the national army was attacking, this temporary bandage station was surrounded by the Japanese army, at least half surrounded. Peng Gouzi was stunned on the spot. The sudden bad news caught him off guard. He did not expect the news to be so bad. He was thinking about how to decide the current military action. Laizi made him the commander of this team. He felt proud at first. However, with the battle last night, he realized that as the commander and leader of a team, it was not just glory.

He Zixuan, that requires more responsibility, or even sacrifice. His brain is running quickly. There are at least fifty or sixty Japanese troops, obviously a complete team. The ability and combat power of a complete Japanese team to organize attacks cannot be underestimated. The squad just now looked like fourteen or five people, plus twenty-seven people who could fight on his side, and Yang An, there are only about forty people in total. Obviously, this battle cannot be defeated. Could it be that our seed team is really going to be buried here? Is Li Zengying really going to be finished? Is it really unwilling to accept it!

A person's emotions and expressions will be contagious in the group. When he heard the news from the soldier, Yang An knew that the Japanese army was attacking from another direction, so he naturally realized the seriousness of the battle situation. But he did not expect that the bandage would be surrounded by the Japanese, because his military experience was too short, and it was unlikely that he would realize this problem. He could not realize this problem, but he could feel something from the serious face of Squad Leader Peng. Squad Leader Peng's grim and gloomy face transmitted to Yang An. Not only him, but everyone felt this depression. This depression was like a tide, and soon obliterated the entire house.

Laizi is a simple man. Although he knew that this was not good news, it was limited to this. Peng Gouzi's grim and gloomy face did not put too much pressure on him. He found that Peng Gouzi was still stunned and asked anxiously, "Gouzi, are you okay?"

Peng Gouzi suddenly woke up, shook his head, and asked in a low voice: "What should I do?"

Laizi glared at Peng Gouzi and said, "You are the commander now, so you can do whatever you say!"

Peng Gouzi said: "There are at least fifty or sixty Japanese troops, and I don't know if the sentry has seen it clearly? We still have twenty-eight who can move. There are only thirteen or five people in one squad on their side, so the troops are still less."

Peng Gouzi was worried about affecting morale, so he did not express the unbeatable thoughts in his heart. When he said this, he looked at Laizi with a controversial look.

Laizi didn't understand his words, but he trusted Peng Gouzi and simply said, "Gouzi, you have a good nose and have many ideas. You can do whatever you say!"

At the moment when Laizi was talking, Peng Gouzi had already thought of the arrangement and said, "Or, just arrange it like this, you, the four people behind Zhang Tianliang, will add two more to you and leave a machine gun. On the bandage station, I see that there are still more than ten people on their side, and you should be able to guard it here. In the end, the five minor wounded people can barely fight. If all the people I brought are exhausted, it depends on you!"

"It's good to arrange this, but I don't agree with it for a moment."

"explain!"

"I want to go with you!"

"No, you're leaving, what should I do here?"

"Go to you, you brought more than 20 people at once. Can you bring them here? This is another street fighting. What should I do if I can't go there? Let everyone go and die!"

"No, there must be someone to take the wounded soldiers here. If I die, you must take them out! This is the last hope of our camp!"

"Don't forget that Zhang Tianliang has been serving as a deputy in shift for a long time. If he hadn't talked back to the company commander last year, he would have been the squad leader. Besides, his son is already seven or eight years old, so it's safe to stay."

The two of them were talking in a low voice, but in fact they were heard by many people. Peng Gouzi knew that time was urgent and knew that they could not resist it, so he had to give up. So he whispered: "Okay, we two brothers each brought ten people, including Zhang Tianliang and left six people, and he would command here."

Laizi said with relief and relaxed: "Okay, that's it. If we meet together, it's up to you."

Peng Gouzi nodded firmly and turned around and told everyone what they were doing now.
Chapter completed!