Chen Mufeng ran wildly in the direction of two o'clock on the map.
He felt that his face was always wet, but he did not dare to reach out and touch it. His mind was very confused. Josie's last-minute smile always appeared in front of his eyes, which was engraved in his memory like a shocking spiritual painting. He thought,
He would never be able to forget Josie and their experience of fighting side by side in this life.
The moon in the sky is very big and round.
When he finally reached the target location on the map at an incredible speed, he was so shocked by the sight in front of him that his heart suddenly sank.
There were traces of a fight ahead. Looking at the direction in which the weeds were dumped and the items scattered on the ground, we could tell that a close-quarters fight had just taken place here. It was not just one person, but a group of people.
By the moonlight, he looked around the surroundings. Except for the rustling of leaves caused by the wind, he could hear no other sounds. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. He took two quick steps forward and found a knot in a tree.
Stopping in front of a branch, he stretched out his hand and pulled off a piece of rag fluttering in the wind. He recognized it as a piece of coarse cloth handkerchief that Cao Zhijie's mother had given to her son. The torn marks were obvious, and he could tell that someone had deliberately done so.
It's tied here.
His heart was as heavy as a lead weight, and a bad feeling permeated his whole body. He squatted down and brushed away the leaves covering the ground.
On the damp ground, someone had written two numbers on a hard branch.
The clear number 3 is erased with a slash, and next to it is a crooked but still legible number -------12.
Chen Mufeng forced himself to raise his head to push back the moisture in his eyes, took a deep breath, looked at the round moon above his head, and imagined that he was turning into a Greek god, receiving the blessing of the moonlight, filling himself with endless fighting spirit and strength.
Hong Haitao, Wu Guangliang, Cao Zhijie, Qiao Xi. He silently chanted the names of the four of them on the tip of his tongue repeatedly. He understood what they meant. Although they were gone, he and the 12 groups they were proud of were still in the jungle.
Insist...
12...
How could he give up.
In the silence, a very subtle friction sound suddenly entered Chen Mufeng's eardrums from behind. Is there someone?! Chen Mufeng's nerves suddenly tightened, and he quickly turned to the left, but before he could land, a flying leg had already descended on him -
Attacked.
Chen Mufeng reflexively stretched out his arms to block and dodge the incoming attack. However, because he lost the opportunity, he was kicked in the thigh by the person and his body fell backward. The moment he fell to the ground, Chen Mufeng found a glimmer of clarity.
Feeling the sensation, he pulled his thin lips toward the ground and rolled over to relieve the force of his fall.
The man pressed forward step by step and attacked him again. But this time Chen Mufeng didn't give him any chance. After about ten moves, he used a beautiful and neat grapple to pin the sneak attack enemy firmly under his elbow.
Bend it, clamp the neck and pull it upwards, and immediately, there was a roar like a killing pig.
"Crazy Chen, spare your life!!"
Apart from Yao Xiaojing, there are two people in the world who dare to call Chen Mufeng crazy to his face. One is the already glorious Yan Guo, and the other is the masked pseudo-enemy in front of him - Chao Yue.
As the only remaining member of the commando team like Chen Mufeng, he had been lurking in this small forest for nearly 2 hours.
He had also seen the entire previous tragic firefight, so when he gave Chen Mufeng the field rations that were given to him when his teammates were eliminated, he decided to tell a story about the bravery and bloodshed of the 12 team members.
He pointed to a piece of wild grass and said: "Right there, did you see...your team members just killed two of them with their bare hands! Damn it, they are not human at all! If those turtles hadn't pointed guns at him, I'm afraid
He can still kill." Chao Yue pointed to the bush where Cao Zhijie left a message for him.
"And over there, have you seen it? The place where the most things fell is the place where your team member was beaten by 5 enemy soldiers. He was beaten so badly that he had no ability to fight back. I thought he was finished. Equip your weapons.
They were all confiscated, and he still resisted. But, guess what. He actually took advantage of the chaos to grab one of the enemy's grenades and fired it... Holy shit, you didn't see the enemy coming to besiege you.
The nest was blown up, more than 20 people came, and most of them were lost in one fell swoop... Hahaha..." The person Chao Yue is talking about should be Wu Guangliang. He has the weakest fighting ability in the team, but he dares to dare at critical moments.
Risk your life.
Chao Yue took a bite of the compressed bread, pointed to the charred area closest to them and said: "There is another one, very strong. Do you see that piece of black charcoal? It was after he killed three enemy soldiers, he bit the thunder himself.
He committed suicide." It must be Hong Haitao, and there is no doubt about Chen Mufeng.
Chao Yue's face was a little serious, with a hint of respect, and he stared at the charred land for a long time. He may also be recalling the huge spiritual shock that the tragic but tragic hand-to-hand battle brought to him.
.
Chao Yue threw away the grass root in his hand with some frustration, and said apologetically: "It's not that I didn't save your team members. I didn't have a chance at first, but then when I wanted to save them, the reinforcements arrived again... Fuck, I just watched them helplessly.
Was taken away..."
Chen Mufeng swallowed the last mouthful of food in silence, took out a water bottle filled with fresh rainwater, and handed it to Chao Yue: "After talking so much, you must be thirsty! Let's drink something to moisten your throat."
Chao Yue stared at him incomprehensively and asked: "Mu Feng, why are you acting like a normal person? I have said so much, but you are not moved? That is your team member..."
Chen Mufeng frowned and stared at the traces of the battle, imagining the scene of the 12 groups of fierce and fierce men fighting the enemy here... After standing in silence for a while, he said to Chao Yue firmly: "Because they are mine
Team members, so I know exactly what they want!"
Chao Yue looked at him thoughtfully: "I understand a little bit."
Chen Mufeng pulled Chao Yue up from the ground, the two shook hands with each other, hit each other's chest alternately, and said seriously: "Never leave!"
"Never leave!"
This scene was seen by everyone in the command vehicle on the bank of the Shah River.
The political commissar's eyes flashed with a different kind of light. He bumped into the clouded leopard beside him, who was always as cold as a dead man, and said, "Does it meet your requirements?"
"Hmph... If he can blow up the base and escape for me, I will consider him a real person!"