The time is 1:30 in the morning on the 28th. There is only 6 hours and 30 minutes left before the deadline of the first phase of the task.
We are three miles away from our destination this time, and the remaining distance is about half, or more than sixty miles.
The only good news for the Zhongzhou team and the volunteer soldiers is that it is now the most difficult section of the road. There are three mountains in total, and now it is the last one.
Even the most difficult mountain to climb, they had just climbed over it, and they could reach the foot of the mountain as long as they ran all the way down the mountain.
Although the journey to Zhihong after that is not a smooth one, it should be a lot easier.
The problem is that after a long period of forced march, it can be said that the entire reconnaissance battalion of the 338th Regiment has reached a level of exhaustion, and their physical strength has almost reached its limit.
Hu Biao found that his cold symptoms seemed to be more serious.
He didn't know what was going on, but he found that he was extremely cold. The howling cold wind seemed to blow into the cracks in his bones, and the cotton clothes on his body seemed to have no effect.
In addition, my legs felt so weak that they felt like they were not my own, and I almost lost all feeling.
He secretly touched his forehead, and the hot feeling spread to his numb palms. Hu Biao then realized: Damn it! He actually has a fever.
But at this moment, there was another muffled sound of ‘Pap-Pap~’ coming from behind.
Without even looking back, Hu Biao knew that someone in the team had slipped and accidentally fallen. It was not unusual for someone to fall down many times in a row along the way.
However, in the following time, a sound came from behind, which still made Hu Biao have to turn his head and run back with great effort.
Because it was Cheng Zi, a rookie, and a nervous voice came from his mouth:
"Technician, are you okay? Get up quickly."
When Hu Biao ran to his position, he found that the technician, a rookie, was lying on the ground like a big character. His chest was rising and falling violently, and foam was starting to form at the corners of his mouth.
No matter whether it was Cheng Zi, a rookie, or Lao Waibazi and other volunteer soldiers, they tried their best to reach out and pull him, but this guy was still lying on the ground and couldn't get up.
Seeing this, Hu Biao initially thought that the technician, a boring guy, had broken it.
As a result, he hung it around his neck and shined an old-fashioned flashlight on the technician on the ground.
But they found that although this guy's head and face were scratched with blood from branches, the cotton coat on his body was also torn in many places, so that the snow-white cotton was exposed.
I didn't see anything different in other places.
But now, among the hundreds of people in the reconnaissance camp, aren't they all in such a miserable state?
So much so that, as the vanguard, they did not need to leave any obvious road signs for the 338th Regiment and the 113th Division behind them.
Because the cotton strips hanging on those bloody branches are very good road signs.
For this reason, Hu Biao asked: "Technician, what is going on with your kid now? Where is the injury?"
After hearing such a sentence, the technician spoke out of breath. The voice was a bit soft, and Hu Biao had to put his ear close to hear it clearly:
"Old, Old Hu, I really can't run now, please let me go, can you just let me go like a fart?"
When I was in the modern plane, I was just an otaku, a good-for-nothing who could only hide behind network cables and quarrel with others; so you go away, leave me alone, and let me die here alone."
After hearing this, Hu Biao's curses were full of anger even though he lowered his voice.
"When you are saying this, look at the volunteer soldiers around you. They are not as tall as you, not as strong as you, and their physical fitness is not as good as yours.
But if you open your eyes and take a look, they all work equally hard, but which one of them refuses to run away? It’s not because of their willpower that they are holding on.
You're not even afraid of death anymore, why are you afraid of continuing to run? You can't run to death on the road, and I promise to resurrect you when the time comes, but they can't.
If you think about it carefully, you really have the nerve to stay here alone."
After saying that, I actually don’t know how many times I wanted to throw away the 50mm submachine gun that I was carrying on my back, which weighed 3.63 kilograms when empty.
He picked up the M1903 Springfield rifle behind the technician's back, as if he was looking for trouble again, adding 3.95 kilograms of weight to himself.
Then, without looking back, we started setting off again.
At the same time, he started running in his mouth: "Comrades, work harder and run for me; after going down the mountain, there are only 20 kilometers left in front of me, and it is still flat ground."
I ran to the third house and blocked the Western devils from Uncle Sam's house. I, Lao Hu, invited everyone to drink and eat meat."
"Okay, Third Platoon Commander, when we arrive, we are waiting for your good wine and good meat to eat~"
"You can't use alcohol mixed with water to fool people anymore~"
Immediately, a voice with an obvious strong breath resounded in such a night; including Lao Waibianzi, the same was true in his mouth.
Under such circumstances, the technician clenched his back molars and stood up, then staggered and continued running with the large army.
Hu Biao noticed this scene.
Unfortunately, there is still no joy in Hu Biao's heart.
The main reason is that he knows very well that with everyone's physical strength being severely exhausted, the remaining half of the journey is the key, and the real hardship begins.
More troubles have not appeared yet.
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"What the hell! What's going on?"
After Hu Biao cursed like this, he quickly picked up a large piece of snow from the ground with both hands and rubbed it on his hot face.
Trying to use this method to clear up my dizzy head and come up with a way to deal with the current problem.
He never thought that problems would arise so quickly.
Carrying the M1903 Springfield rifle that belonged to the technician, he ran for about ten minutes at most. He saw the three members of the 'Paw Team' rushing in front, as well as Xu Feng, Jason, AT and other members.
He stopped.
When I ran closer and took a closer look, I immediately suppressed the curses that were on my lips.
Because he clearly saw that because they had been advancing in a straight line, they now encountered a situation that was almost a dead end.
In front of them was a cliff about 3 stories high.
The steep cliffs were frozen in the current cold weather, making them slippery.
So now Hu Biao and the others seem to be faced with two choices, either to connect them with leggings and hang them slowly in this way.
Or just change the route and go down the mountain in a big circle.
But whether it's the former or the latter, it means more time is wasted, and where do they have time to waste now?
Finally, Hu Biao pulled open the collar of his cotton-padded coat and cursed:
"Jump down. There's thick snow below. You shouldn't be able to kill anyone. I, the old Hut, will be the first one to come."
"Fuck you, if you die, everyone will be doomed. Besides, this is the job of a vanguard, so there's no need for you to rush into the streets."
As the team's top soldier, AT cursed.
After holding his submachine gun tightly in his arms, he closed his eyes and jumped from such a high place for the first time in his life.
By the way! Bungee jumping doesn’t count.
Anyway, in this process, the young white-collar worker does not feel good at all.