Location: To the east of Sansuoli, in a mountainous area with quite undulating terrain and no roads to speak of.
"Lao Hu, it's not good!
Look over there at about 5 o'clock and at an altitude of about 1500 meters, a total of four soldiers' planes have appeared. Think of a way quickly, otherwise they will be able to fly to us in a few minutes at most.
On the skull.
In order to reduce the number of dead men in the regiment, the ZB60 heavy machine gun was thrown onto the position.
If they are really discovered by then, we won’t even have the ability to fight back~"
During a certain moment when he raised his head, the Husky accidentally saw an unexpected situation in the sky, and immediately shouted out a series of words like this.
And such a series of warning sounds fell on the ears of Hu Biao, who was said to be in bad condition.
The street commander of the Central Continent team suddenly became embarrassed in a sudden thought, so much so that he slipped on the slippery ice without stepping on his feet, and was thrown into a pile of shit on the spot.
In an instant, the whole person felt really bad.
In fact, in this inaccessible wilderness, the thick snow was almost as deep as his knees.
Therefore, even if Hu Biao fell in an awkward position at this moment, he actually fell on the thick snow, but his body was not affected at all, and he was not thrown out.
It is a pity that although the person was not injured by the fall, Hu Biao's heart was full of depression.
He raised his head covered with snowflakes and glanced at the plane flying closer in the sky.
Even though they clearly know that they need to rush to Songgu Peak as soon as possible, every minute now is extremely tense and precious to them.
But if they don't want to be discovered by planes in the sky and suffer an air attack.
Then you must take action immediately to avoid the sight of the pilots in the sky.
In desperation, Hu Biao immediately spit out a mouthful of blood-streaked phlegm with a sound of "Bah~"; then with a depressed face, he shouted:
"Everyone get down immediately and be careful to disguise immediately~"
Under such an order, the 29 people in the team immediately lay down one after another, curled up hard, and then became motionless on the ground.
The reason for such a practice is that at this moment, Hu Biao and others each have a white cloak behind them.
These white cloaks are all made-to-order items from Langqing's clothing factory in Changzhou, Suzhou Province. When the quantity is large, the average price of each piece does not exceed 20 yuan.
When called for this mission, even though the carrying capacity was tight, I brought 51 sets at once.
Although this thing looks very inconspicuous at first glance, once it is used in a special environment, it can be quite useful.
For example, now, when the members of Team Zhongzhou put on their clothes and lie down behind them, if they look here from a little further away.
If you weren't very careful, you would hardly be able to spot the people who were almost fused with the snow at this moment.
And when they were in the air, the soldiers and pilots flew closer and looked down from an altitude of more than a thousand meters.
Naturally, it was even more difficult to discover that there were dozens of volunteer soldiers on the ground, hiding right under their noses.
Even though they were so far apart, their footprints couldn't be seen clearly.
So in the following time, this flying team composed of 4 Saber fighter jets flew directly from the high altitude above the heads of Hu Biao and others, and flew towards the battlefield of Sansuoli.
Back and forth, after lying on the snow for about seven or eight minutes, Hu Biao quietly raised his head.
Just as he had initially expected, thanks to the perfect camouflage of their white cloaks, the four passing fighter jets in the sky did not notice them.
The problem was that after such a delay, they lost another 10 minutes of their precious time on the road.
He raised his hand and glanced at the watch on his wrist, and found that the current time was already 7:22 in the morning; there were only 4 and a half hours before the end of the third phase of the mission.
However, no one in the team knew exactly how far it was from Songgu Peak.
"Keep on going, everyone, please run for me and speed up~"
After Hu Biao shouted such a sentence, he took the lead and started running wildly. The livid expression on his face could be said to be even more chilling than the current temperature.
No way! As early as when he set out, Hu Biao realized this:
As the Volunteer Army launches the second battle, the Western Front has reached the most critical final stage; now that they are operating in broad daylight, they will also encounter many more complex situations.
But he never expected that just on the way to Songgu Peak, he would encounter so many troubles.
The situation where we encountered soldiers and planes just now and had to hide, thus wasting some precious time, was just a small scene.
There must be more trouble waiting for them on the road.
Regarding this point, it can only be said to be Hu Biao's intuition this time, which is amazingly accurate...
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Time: 7:56 in the morning.
Location: Don’t know, not sure.
The only thing that Hu Biao and the others are sure of now is that thanks to the simple compass they carry and the weak sun in the sky, they can prove that they are heading in the right direction.
After setting off, more than an hour had passed. As they ran all the way over the mountains and ridges, they had covered at least fifteen or sixteen kilometers.
As early as half an hour ago, there was fierce fighting over there in Sanzhao.
The sound of gunfire reached everyone's ears, but it was much quieter because of the distance.
After arriving at a location far away from the battlefield, it was only after a few minutes that they faintly heard a faint explosion.
All of the above shows that they have advanced a long distance; but no one really knows how far they are from Songgu Peak.
The only thing that Hu Biao can be thankful for is that after adequate eating and rest last night, his physical strength and body have recovered well.
In addition, all the weapons and ammunition that were in the way were packed into space rings and belts, allowing them to move forward lightly.
Based on the above good news, the current situation of the entire team looks good.
That is, Lao Qi, Amu, and the behind-the-scenes commander, these three rookies who were just summoned this time, seemed to be in worse condition after running such a distance, and they were breathing heavily.
However, these three remaining rookies can't run away at all, so it seems that it's still early.
“The highway distance from Sansuoli to Songgufeng is 31 kilometers. If we choose to cross mountains and ridges in the nearby wilderness, the distance will be longer, so let’s consider it 50 kilometers.
Calculating at the current speed, we can arrive at 10 a.m. at most, and we should still be able to catch up with the fiercest battle at Songgu Peak and save that boy Zhang Quansheng."
While burying his head and running hard in the snow, Hu Biao thought like this in his heart.
But at this moment, an exclamation came from the mouth of the team's top soldier, the young white-collar AT:
"Lao Hu, it's not good! Come here quickly~"
"What the hell! Why am I feeling bad again? I've always been very good, so good." After hearing this, Hu Biao, who knew that something had happened again, immediately complained like this again in his own mouth.
.
However, he could tell from AT's tone just now that the pretty boy's voice was slightly trembling. Something terrible must have happened.
That's why the veteran ATs in the team, who have experienced many missions, have such a reaction.
Therefore, at this moment, Hu Biao was still complaining, but he still quickened his pace and ran towards the front; the other people in the team also did the same when they saw this.
Soon after, everyone figured out why even a veteran like AT had such a reaction.
Because in front of their eyes, there appeared such a scene that made people panic.
Under the cover of ice and snow, behind a natural slope, there was probably a squad of volunteer soldiers, holding weapons in their hands and maintaining various fighting postures.
Facing a road about fifty or sixty meters away, without moving, his whole body had long been frozen into ice.
At the moment they died, their eyes were firmly fixed on the road; those postures that were ready to fight were frozen by the severe cold weather of 30 to 40 degrees below zero in North Korea.
In an instant, after seeing the Chinese characters of the above situation, the hearts of these veterans of the Central Continent Team came up with such a word:
Ice withers.
But after a blink of an eye, Hanzi's mind came to his senses.
No, the situation is not right!
Their current area is the western front area of the Goryeo battlefield; although the story of the Ice Company also took place in the second battle launched by the Volunteer Army.
But shouldn’t the specific location be in the Changjin Lake area on the eastern front?
But regardless of whether the area was correct or not, after looking at the scene in front of him, Kanji, a greasy man in his 30s and about to turn 40, his eyes became red uncontrollably.
He was mumbling to himself, and started to cry with the same cry:
"It shouldn't be. The Ice Withering Company shouldn't have happened at Changjin Lake on the Eastern Front, but this is the Western Front? How could such a thing still happen? How could it be like this~"
When he said this, Hanzi, a greasy middle-aged man, finally began to sob softly.
It's just that when faced with such a situation, no one else in the Zhongzhou Team laughed at the Chinese characters, because they basically have the same mood and reaction now.
Among them, Xu Feng let out a long sigh, as if he wanted to spit out the complicated emotions in his heart.
He also said it in his mouth, which was regarded as answering the doubts about Chinese characters:
"If you are rich, you will have firepower coverage; if you are poor, you will be able to use tactics.
When we modern people say such a sentence, it is more like a joke, and it is just a meme for chatting on the Internet and we don't care.
But who knew that this was a helpless approach in the history of modern warfare. In order to do this, in addition to requiring soldiers to have extremely high combat qualities, they also had to make unimaginable sacrifices.
Just like now, despite the fact that we have already united Guo Jun, so many troops are surrounding this area.
But these people are not like pigs waiting to be slaughtered. Instead, they have extremely strong combat effectiveness. Not only do they have aerial fire support, but they can also carry out large-scale aerial supplies, so there is no shortage of food, drink and ammunition.
This kind of logistical support capability is something that the Volunteer Army dares not even think about.
If you want to eat them, you can only rely on sending many small troops to continuously intersperse and divide them; this tactic is effective, but many people will die.
I probably remember that the Goryeo War was fought at this time.
There were 302,742 heroes in the entire army, and 494 were awarded the title of heroic model; so there are countless things like the Ice Wither Company, and what we know about is just the tip of the iceberg."
The sound from Xu Feng's mouth was not loud, but it was like the tip of a knife piercing everyone's heart, making everyone even breathing feel a little painful for a while.
At such a time, the black Chinese medicine doctor who had been running at the end finally dragged the surgeon Lao Qi and staggered here.
Based on the sensitivity of the team doctor, he shouted at that time:
"Why are you just standing there? Look to see if anyone is alive. If so, save them immediately. Don't panic, just follow the instructions in the training manual."
Everyone who reacted instantly quickly got busy...
In the following time, a group of people from the Zhongzhou team no longer cared about the need to rush; they began to be busy checking whether any of these volunteer soldiers who had frozen into ice were still alive.
For them, it is another huge psychological torture.
Because the weapons in the hands of these soldiers were frozen and stuck to their hands; if they really had to use brute force to pull them, their fingers would have to be broken off.
In their pockets, apart from the necessary ammunition, they basically only have one or two hard baked potatoes.
At temperatures as low as 30 to 40 degrees below zero, this thing has long been frozen and is harder than stone, and chewing it is a complete torture for your teeth.
But even so, these volunteer soldiers, who were frozen into ice, still did not eat them so that their bodies could produce a little more heat.
Because these potatoes will be their food ration for the next day or two, or even longer.
Fortunately, the translator suddenly called out in surprise: "Black Chinese doctor, come here quickly. There is another comrade here who still has some breathing and pulse."
Upon hearing this, everyone's originally extremely depressed hearts felt a huge surprise, as if they had survived a desperate situation, and rushed towards the position of the translator.
For them, even being able to save one person is a surprise.
The survivor was a little warrior with some fluff on the corners of his mouth. He looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old at most.
The reason he was lucky enough to survive was that there was a palm-sized, rather poorly made original version of Nuan Baobao placed on his chest inside his cotton coat.
Obviously, the little heat provided by this thing, which was impossible to appear in the original timeline, allowed this little warrior to survive successfully.
Under current limited conditions and urgent time.
There is no room for black Chinese medicine practitioners and others to use better treatment methods on this surviving little soldier.
Under the guidance of the black Chinese medicine practitioner, everyone quickly stripped off the stiff clothes from the little warrior, and then rubbed his whole body with snow.
After regaining some body temperature, he dried the moisture on his body, wrapped him in a dry blanket, and stuffed him into a thick sleeping bag.
During this period, the white elephant also carefully fed some hot milk into the little warrior's mouth.
This sleeping bag was naturally the trophy obtained by the translator of the Central Continent Team in the Third Institute.
When he set off in a hurry, this guy didn't forget to stuff it into his space belt, and this approach has come in very handy now.
As for the milk, it was brewed with the milk powder seized in the third institute and then placed in the space ring by Bai Xiang.
The purpose is to cope with the energy consumption of the body during long-term forced marches.
The system's space ring, except that it cannot store living materials, can be said to have excellent effects on keeping other materials fresh and warm.
After doing all this, the black Chinese medicine doctor looked at the little warrior with a somewhat prettier face and asked instinctively:
"Lao Hu, what should we do now?"
That's because this little soldier, after some rescue efforts by them,...
The current situation does seem to have improved to a certain extent, but if we really want to leave it here, the chance of survival is still very small.
For everyone in the Zhongzhou Team, it was one thing for them to witness with their own eyes the scene of countless volunteer soldiers dying in fierce battles.
Now it is obvious that he can be saved, but letting him freeze to death is another matter.
Faced with such a situation, Hu Biao quickly raised his arm and found that everyone was delayed for another ten minutes because of this unexpected incident.
The time now is already 8:10 in the morning.
Hu Biao immediately gritted his teeth and made a decision:
"Take him with you and wait until the situation permits before putting him down. The veterans will take turns carrying him on their backs to see if they can meet other intervening troops. Aren't you a cow, old J? You go first~"
"I am of tauren blood, not a cow."
Jason, the fake foreign devil, cursed like this in his mouth.
Then, while cursing, he picked up the sleeping bag where the little soldier was, and started running again, following Hu Biao and others...