I don't know if it was an illusion, but at this moment Hanshuang felt that his heart was beating violently like a drum, "dong, dong, dong~".
At the same time, my head was dizzy, my eyes were dizzy, and I had a strong feeling of nausea and vomiting.
In such a feeling, Hanshuang really wanted to die.
Anyway, Hanshuang felt that the situation when he was hospitalized for cerebral hemorrhage after working overtime for several days in the workplace was far from as bad as it is now.
There is no way! All these problems and discomforts come directly from me.
The time now is already 3:07 in the morning, and the mission deadline is less than 5 hours away. As for how far away from Sanshuoli is at this point in time? Hanshuang doesn't know at all.
How far.
Because two hours ago, Hu Biao said that there were only 20 miles left.
As a result, he was like a sand sculpture and ran for more than 20 miles without even seeing the shadow of the three houses.
Under such circumstances, the warehouse manager couldn't help but ask:
"Lao Hu, didn't you say before that it's only 20 miles away? How come you haven't arrived yet after running for so long? To be honest, how far is it really?"
"Oh~ I said 20 kilometers. Either you heard it wrong, or I said it wrong at the time. But it doesn't matter. Anyway, there are only 20 miles left at most. Everyone can work harder and get there."
When asked, Hu Biao said something like this.
The sound fell into the ears of the warehouse manager and others, and it was extremely hoarse.
In response to such a nonsense answer, everyone no longer had the energy to complain or curse, only the sound of heavy breathing like an old cow could be heard.
Therefore, no one paid much attention to Hu Biao's extremely hoarse voice.
"If you have the energy to scold this guy for running into the street, you might as well stay and run a few more steps." Hanshuang thought in his heart.
But at such a moment, a "Plop~" sound reached his ears. When he turned around and looked, he found that it was Yang Zai who was not far from him, and he fell to the ground.
The mortar rack carried on the shoulder was immediately thrown a long distance due to the action of falling to the ground. After it hit the snow, a large cloud of snowflakes immediately stirred up.
Inexplicably, Hanshuang just felt something was wrong.
This was indeed the case. When Hanshuang saw Yang Zai, he didn't get up immediately. Instead, he coughed violently as if his poor lungs were about to be coughed out.
It came out from the snowdrift where Yang Zai was buried, which made people feel inexplicably heart-wrenching.
"What the hell! Why are there so many bad things?" After cursing such a sentence, Yang Zai still turned around and ran towards Yang Zai who was more than ten meters behind him.
When Hanshuang came closer, he was immediately frightened by the scene in front of him.
Because Yang Zai's body was curled up and lying on the snow, and his face was as pale as the snow beside him; but when the little brother coughed violently, he kept coughing up blood in big mouthfuls.
Compared with Yang Zai's pale face and the white snow around him, the red blood was so dazzling.
"Black Chinese medicine doctor, black Chinese medicine doctor, come here and save me right away~" Hanshuang shouted at the top of his lungs out of instinct.
After hearing the sound, the black Chinese medicine doctor rushed over in less than a minute. Hu Biao was also rushed over at the same time.
This speed is actually very fast for everyone whose physical strength has reached its limit.
It seems that such a speed is still too late, because at this time, the violent coughing in Yang Zai's mouth has subsided.
It's a pity that Yang Zai, a 21-year-old brother, has not recovered from his illness.
But after vomiting out too much blood, he was already curled up there motionless; it was not a suitable description, it felt like a wild dog that had been frozen to death in the wild.
After feeling Yang Zai's pulse, breathing, and opening his eyelids, he took a look at Yang Zai's pupils with a flashlight.
In a terrifyingly calm tone, the black Chinese medicine doctor said: "He's dead, he's running to death."
In fact, it is not the fault of the black Chinese medicine doctor. His tone at this moment seemed so calm, it could even be said that he was calm to the point of being very cold.
In the final analysis, as the team's currently recognized first doctor and the company's hygienist, he has witnessed too many tragedies in such a short period of time tonight, one by one before his eyes.
So much so that now, it makes his entire emotions feel numb.
For example: When we were in mountainous terrain, constantly moving up and down the mountain, a volunteer soldier was exhausted mentally and physically from running for a long time.
Then, while running, he actually fell asleep.
At one end, he slid down a cliff on the side of the road, and the other two rookies who were connected with the leggings straps behind him, that is, the pair of migrant worker brothers summoned this time, all fell down.
Fell off the cliff.
At that time, the black Chinese doctors originally wanted to save people out of instinct.
But when I looked at it with a strong flashlight, I found that there was no need to do this anymore.
Because the three people were very unlucky, they fell into a pile of rocks 20 meters below. All three people fell to a bloody mess on the spot, and there was no need for treatment.
And this was not the first time he had seen Yang Zai vomiting blood and dying.
He had seen volunteer soldiers vomiting blood in their mouths while running, falling to the ground as they ran, and dying quickly on the spot.
Even from a professional perspective of traditional Chinese medicine, he could confirm this.
The hundreds of people in the reconnaissance camp who were able to reach the current place were all because they had stimulated their body's potential and achieved such a miraculous step.
Under normal circumstances, this is something that humans simply cannot do.
However, this is not a good thing.
Because according to the dialectics of traditional Chinese medicine, their bodies have been destroyed due to excessive consumption. No matter how hard they work to cultivate in the future, they will never be able to recover.
A good old man, the backbone of a family, will become a waste who cannot do heavy work.
Of course, this is based on the premise that they can survive the brutal battle that will begin almost immediately after this crazy run.
Perhaps when future generations talk about the battle in Sansuoli, they will marvel at the miracle of war in which these people marched 72.5 kilometers in 14 hours on one night.
But how would they know that this was the result of so many men from the 113th Division risking everything to escape based on a belief in their hearts...
******
Hu Biao and the others died quickly without any time to bury him, and they didn't even give any last words to Yang Zai.
Just like they didn't have any extra time to bury other volunteer soldiers who ran or fell to death.
After sighing silently again, Hu Biao turned around and moved on.
Amazingly, when passing by a snowy area, I struggled to carry the 60mm mortar rack directly on my shoulders.
Without such a thing, King Kong's mortar can still fire, but its accuracy is much worse.
And during this period of time, the black Chinese medicine doctor had already caught up, and after speaking, he made a suggestion:
"Lao Hu, do you think you want this?
For those team members and soldiers who can't hold on, let them stop and rest. They have nowhere to go anyway, so why waste their lives."
"No." Hu Biao resolutely refused.
On the surface, there seems to be no problem with such a suggestion from a black doctor of traditional Chinese medicine; but this kind of thing must not be spoken out in any special way.
Once you know that you can't hold on, you can stop and stop running, and then the energy that many people hold in their hearts may be relieved.
Therefore, you must not start this way.
Even though he was carrying a mortar frame that was usually light and airy, it was now like he was carrying a mountain. He was not sure when he would fall to the ground like Yang Zai.