By the way! When they first started taking action, many netizens were still full of enthusiasm and planned to perfectly execute the plan they just made.
Then, with a dream I had had since childhood, I killed those Japanese and puppet soldiers.
Unfortunately, the cruel reality soon followed was that they were slapped with such force that they were almost swollen.
On that small mound, in a fire support team of five people:
With a soft sound of "Pa~", the team leader Yuan Sin slapped himself on the left side of his face. When he put the slap in front of his eyes, he could clearly see a small pool of obvious blood on his palm. .
At the same time, I feel numbness and itching in many places on my body.
This guy heard this and lay down not far away. The deputy team leader named Xiling cursed in his mouth:
"What's going on? It's already October at least, isn't it? Why are there so many damn mosquitoes and bugs~"
At the beginning, the five people in the fire support team thought everything was pretty good.
While others are working, they just need to lie quietly in the grass.
What came to my ears were the chirping of various insects full of life, and the sound of weeds swaying in the wind when the gentle night wind blew through the grass.
In addition, there are beautiful fireflies flying in front of you, and the intoxicating fragrance of wild flowers lingers on the tip of your nose.
Except for feeling a little cold on the body, the rest is completely pretentious. Modern people have been clamoring to pursue one point: Is there a harmonious coexistence between man and nature?
For a time, they felt that even their own souls seemed to be at peace.
The problem is that after lying like this for a little longer, Original Sin and others will stop thinking that way.
Change it to: Why are there so many damn mosquitoes in such a cold weather? Let me go! It was something strange just now. It seemed to have crawled all the way into my pants. Brother, you really can’t bite it~
Relatively speaking, fire support teams are already receiving preferential treatment, and this is the same situation.
Then the actual situation for other groups that currently need to sell their labor force and be busy with various tasks is naturally more difficult.
Construction team:
Master Xiongnu looked at the construction progress in front of him, and his mouth felt bitter.
You know! For such a trench, he has gone through a detailed design in his mind, and the specific renderings are in his head, which is called a beautiful and practical one.
But no matter how good the design is, what's the use if the construction workers are not competent?
Some of the netizens who participated in the construction had not done farm work for who knows how many years, or they were guys who had never done farm work at all since they were young.
They hold tools that are not professional at all. Often during difficult work, they feel tired all over their body after squatting there for a few minutes, and their palms are in severe pain.
Raise your hands to ask for someone to be replaced so they can take a break.
Of course, they all know that if the trench can be dug one meter further, the dangerous distance during charge can be reduced by a small amount.
Maybe just that crucial distance of one or two meters could save one of them from dying and allow them to join in the subsequent battle.
With this understanding, these guys showed far more tenacity than usual. They gritted their teeth, kept on with a grimace, and continued the construction with persistence.
In the end, even the Hun mage who was directing the construction squatted on the ground and dug the soil with his hands.
While digging hard, I kept saying something silently in my heart: 'Is it hard, think about our army of 25,000, are you tired, think about it...'
To be honest! The spirit of the construction team is indeed commendable, and can even be said to be touching.
Of course, this has a premise, if we don’t take into account their appallingly inefficient mining efficiency; so far, their mining progress can only be described as slow.
Logistics support team:
Compared with the construction team, the work they were responsible for was somewhat smoother. At least the three firewood collectors, their work was relatively smooth.
Perhaps the grove is relatively close to the blockhouse, and the villagers, who are worried about the Japanese threat, have not come to cut firewood for a long time.
Therefore, the grove was full of dry branches, allowing them to quickly collect a lot of useful firewood.
In addition, the collection of wild pears was also very fast. After a while, a pair of large trousers with the trouser legs tied up was filled with wild pears that were not big in size but had bright yellow skin.
Even a thin and long wooden pole, like a bamboo pole used to punt a boat, is gradually taking shape. It can later be replaced by the old wooden pole used to stab the mines, increasing the safety of users.
Unfortunately, lighting the fire did not go smoothly.
Netizen Fei Falcon, who was initially full of confidence, initially planned to light a small fire by drilling wood to make fire.
To this end, according to the instructions in the relevant video, he found some soft, dry and strong poplar branches, processed them into drill boards with a big knife, and used a hard branch as a drill bit.
We even considered drilling wood to make fire, which seems to be a bit more labor-intensive.
He also took off the elastic band on his pants and made a bow that could turn the drill bit quickly.
The result? Feifan's operation was as fierce as a tiger's. In the end, except for the soreness and numbness of his arms, a few blood blisters on his palms, and not a single spark or black smoke appeared on the wood.
After being speechless for a long time, I thought about the awesome promise I had made before.
Gritting his teeth, the flying falcon walked towards the edge of the left side of the forest, which is the forbidden area that everyone who is busy nowadays is avoiding intentionally or unintentionally:
Because that was where the three little yellow-haired headless corpses were, and no one, including the surviving little yellow-haired ‘Zhui Feng’, had any intention of burying them.
To be honest, Feifan actually doesn't want to go to that ghost place. The key is that the fire must be raised.
Therefore, they must get the lighters in their trouser pockets.
The problem is that Fei Falcon still overestimates his own ability to endure and accept.
When he walked near the corpse, this man who was almost forty years old and had never killed a chicken could smell the increasingly strong smell of blood in his nose as he looked at the miserable scene.
Finally, when I was about 5 meters away, I vomited out with a "Wow~" sound.
Good guy! The vomiting this time was so fierce that Fei Falcon had tears and snot running down his nose, and even snot bubbles came out...
******
At 3:20 in the middle of the night, a long sigh of "Hey~" came out of Yang Dongli's mouth long and helplessly, and his tone was full of inexplicable desolation and loneliness.
It looked like a big pig farmer who had been busy for a year, but when the pigs in stock were about to be sold, he suffered a swine fever that caused him to lose blood.
There was no way! After all his visits to guide the work, what he saw was that things were not going well.
The main reason is that the gap between reality and ideals is too big. A serious class of PLA soldiers can dig a simple trench in an hour on relatively soft soil like this.
But 15 netizens spent an hour, and the trench dug out like a dog plow was 3 meters long when it reached the sky.
In order to achieve such a goal, the Hun mage in charge had the fingers of both hands bleeding.
Looking at those bloody hands, Yang Dongli suppressed the complaints that reached his lips.
In fact, Yang Dongli also concealed some information about himself in his previous introduction. For example, in the process of selling prefabricated concrete components, he also passed the exams of "Geotechnical Engineer", "Structural Engineer", and "First Class Registered Architect".
》 and other certificates.
The above three certificates are really not that easy to obtain.
Therefore, Yang Dongli can be regarded as a professional when it comes to civil engineering components.
But even so, he asked himself that if he changed the tasks between himself and the Hun Master and let himself direct the construction, the result would probably be the same.
In this way, there is no way he can complain.
Even now, even the expected fire has not risen. Instead, Fei Falcon, who was full of confidence just now, is now almost spitting out jaundice water.
Even the fire support team who received preferential treatment had some possibility of being exposed due to the constant swatting of mosquitoes and the large range of movements of their itchy bodies.
In the end, he could only evacuate early at Yang Dongli's suggestion, and sat lazily under the tree with Han Yangzao in his arms.
After trying hard to sort out his mood, Yang Dongli made his latest proposal:
"Forget it! How about everyone eat some wild pears quickly, then take a good rest for an hour, gather again at 4:25, and officially launch the attack at 4:30?"
Faced with such a proposal, everyone naturally said yes.
After they picked up the wild pears one after another, they casually wiped a handful of them with their palms and stuffed them into their mouths.
Needless to say, these nearly ripe wild pears were sweet, juicy, and tasted quite good; at least fifty pounds of wild pears were eaten by everyone in no time.
Then the exhausted people, regardless of the soil and insects on the ground, fell down one by one and closed their eyes, trying to restore their physical strength as much as possible in less than an hour's rest time.
Soon after, a series of snoring sounds began, accompanied by grinding of teeth, talking in sleep, farting and other accompaniments.
No one will complain hypocritically anymore that they have some insomnia at night, bed trouble, etc.
Regrettably, even if Yang Dongli tried his best to perform better, this was the first time he encountered such a thing, and in the rush, even the night watchman forgot to make arrangements.
I don’t know whether they are lucky or unlucky! A group of people did not miss the action time because they slept too hard.
After snoring continuously for at least 20 minutes, Yang Dongli suddenly jumped up with a sound of "Ouch~" and ran towards the bushes not far away.
This sudden situation was like a plague and spread quickly.
One after another, netizens woke up with a start, then picked up their pants and ran behind various trees in a hurry.
What! In such a cold night, a group of netizens, whose stomachs were already a little bit frozen, ate a bunch of cold wild pears, and now they are collectively going on strike.