Traveling through the infinite wasteland

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The sky is blue and the sun is like fire.

Although it is still winter at this time, spring has already arrived early in southern Xinjiang, which is close to the equator. At the end of January that year, the temperature in the Shiwan Mountains has reached around 15 degrees Celsius. At noon, the temperature can even reach 25 degrees Celsius. Around 100 degrees Celsius, this temperature is as irritating as a sauna in southern Xinjiang, which is extremely humid;

In such weather, on a mountain path near the border, a group of people wearing dark green military uniforms from the 1980s were walking through the humid jungle with horses and mules;

"Everyone! Take a 20-minute break!"

As the loudspeaker in front of the team sounded, the long team slowly stopped. Except for the sentries, everyone rushed into the damp trees and took advantage of this opportunity to rest against the trees. In just ten seconds, the small jungle was filled with snoring sounds one after another... and suppressed wailing sounds;

"Shuhua! What should we do? Can this comrade be saved?"

Amidst the suppressed wails, Zhou Jianjun lifted a soldier off the back of a mule and horse, while looking at several female soldiers greeting him and asked anxiously;

"Company Commander Zhou, please stop saying a few words. Remember, our comrade will definitely recover!" Chen Shuhua said to Zhou Jianjun with a serious face while greeting the soldier and placing him under the shade of the tree;

"Yeah, yeah! I know, I know, I'm a bitch, I'm a bitch;"

Zhou Jianjun was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then realized that he had said something unpleasant, and then he quickly slapped himself twice, then stepped aside knowingly and directed others to lift several other soldiers off the backs of mules and horses. , and then lay them down next to Chen Shuhua one by one;

"Squad leader Chen, what should we do? Three cases of malaria and two cases of malignant typhoid fever." Looking at her comrades who were curled up on the ground moaning and even unconscious, a petite female soldier frowned and asked in a low voice;

"Company Commander Zhou. When will the medicine be delivered to the camp?" Chen Shuhua did not answer, but frowned and looked at Zhou Jianjun aside, asking with helplessness and anger in her tone;

"It should have arrived a long time ago. He belongs to Nainai..."

Upon hearing this. Zhou Jianjun cursed angrily with veins on his forehead, and then looked around. Then he quickly ran to Chen Shuhua, squatted down, gritted his teeth and whispered:

"It's all the fault of those beasts. When we were having dinner yesterday, Lao Zhang from the logistics team told me that in fact, all the medicines had been transported, but they were suppressed by those beasts and insisted on transporting all the medicine. All the strength is spent on weapons and ammunition, saying that it is better to eat one less grain of rice and transport one more bullet;"

"Don't you think this is nonsense? How many troops have been reduced in the past two days? So many troops have been reduced before the war even started. There are no people, and aircraft and missiles are not allowed to be used, how can we fight a war? This is typical Soviet revisionism!"

"That's right! I also heard them say that they should use the most determined Cosma Thought to overcome all difficulties. How is this different from the Japanese who used Bushido spirit to overcome all difficulties?"

"Except for local comrades, not many people can bear this jungle climate." The female soldier just now also echoed;

"Lan Ying, Captain Zhou, please keep your voice down. Don't say this kind of words, or you may get angry." Chen Shuhua glanced around nervously, then shook her head helplessly: "I'll be honest with you two. We are now All we can do is smoke moxa, but there are only so many moxa leaves left..."

"What should we do? Could it be that we can only watch blankly..."

"He brewed it. These Soviet cultivators!" Looking at Chen Shuhua's helpless expression, Zhou Jianjun's cheek suddenly twitched, but in the end he could only punch the ground hard, and at this moment -

"Uh uh... uh uh... cold! Cold! I'm cold... mother! I'm cold!"

Suddenly, a breathless moan interrupted everyone's helplessness. Next to them, a young soldier who was only sixteen or seventeen years old suddenly twitched all over and turned purple;

"Squad leader Chen! It's a complication of acute typhoid fever!" Lan Ying stood up quickly upon seeing this;

"Quick! Quick! Add soju and mugwort leaves, and give him a drink first!" Upon seeing this, Chen Shuhua hurried over and took out a roll of almost rotten mugwort leaves from the medicine box she carried. At the same time, she took the half-kettle of soju from Zhou Jianjun's hand. However……

"Mother...mother...I..."

Just when Chen Shuhua handed the teapot mixed with mugwort leaves to the little warrior's mouth, the little warrior suddenly let out one last low groan, and then——

His whole body suddenly twitched, and then there was no sound again!

"Another one! He brewed another one! Almost one-third of the staff has been reduced in just three days since he came out. I..."

"These Soviet cultivators! These bastards from the Hammer and Sickle Kingdom..." Watching another soldier fall. Zhou Jianjun couldn't do anything except scolding his mother with bulging veins on his forehead;

"Keep your voice down, don't curse. Let's lay it to rest..."

Looking at the warrior in front of her, Chen Shuhua slowly closed her eyes. She let out a long sigh with a sore nose. She couldn't remember how many times she had watched her comrades tortured to death by diseases. As a health worker, she obviously had various treatment methods...

But because there is no medicine, there is nothing we can do!

"All rise!"

Zhou Jianjun reached out and rubbed his sore eyes, forced himself to turn his head, and then let out an extremely frustrated cry. Then the soldier opened his eyes almost at the same time and instinctively clenched the steel gun in his hand. But soon, everyone As if he understood something, he stood up slowly with his head lowered, and took off his hat heavily, but at this moment——

Zi La La!

Zi La La!

Suddenly, a faint sound appeared in everyone's ears. It seemed to be the surge of electricity or the noise of a transmitter...

"Enemy attack! Prepare to fight!"

When Zhou Jianjun saw this, his eyes turned blood red. Then he gave an order, and then suddenly picked up the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle on his shoulder, pulled the bolt and loaded it. Then dozens of firearms of various types were instantly aimed at the place where the sound came from, and there was silence. , dead silence, trees that look no different from anywhere else!

Zi La La!

Zi La La!

As the sound of the flowing electric current became clearer and clearer, under the surprised eyes of everyone, they saw tiny forest-white electric currents flowing out of thin air in the bushes, and then the air around the bushes rippled out like water. There were circles of faint ripples, and then something seemed to surge out, and an eerie breath came out from the center of the ripples...

"Monitor Chen, what is that? Do you know?"

Feeling the gloomy atmosphere that seemed to come from hell, Lan Ying and several younger female soldiers raised their pistols and unconsciously surrounded Chen Shuhua;

"I don't know, but it's definitely not a good thing;"

Seeing the circle of ripples getting bigger and bigger, Chen Shuhua couldn't help biting her lips, her tall chest was also rising and falling rapidly, and then she seemed to think of something, and couldn't help but look up at the scorching sun hanging high at noon;

On the other side, similar to the situation of the female soldiers, the other soldiers seemed to think of something from the gloomy aura. They all held their breath and tensed up, and more people began to look at the scorching sun. , it seems that Yang Qi is at its strongest at noon;

"Get ready, something is coming!"

At this moment, Zhou Jianjun reached out and wiped the cold sweat from his head, then gritted his teeth and forced his voice to stabilize, and ordered in a low voice. Obviously, the eerie and terrifying aura reminded him of something;

Zi La La!

Zi La La!

Beating, beating, beating...

As the sound of the surging current became clearer and clearer, everyone's hearts were beating violently. Even the hands holding the guns of the less courageous soldiers slowly turned white, and the fingers that were holding the trigger began to turn white. Buckle it tighter and tighter, tighter and tighter, until—

Zi La La!

Zi La La!

Just hearing a sharper surge of electricity, the slowly rippling ripples spread out all around in an instant, and then the things pouring out suddenly accelerated their speed, and then——

"preparation!"

Soon enough, Zhou Jianjun suddenly tightened the trigger, and at the same time let out a low growl with a pale face. However, at this moment——

"Put down your guns, all our own;"

Just when everyone was about to pull the trigger, a deep voice suddenly came from the surging ripples. Then in everyone's horrified eyes, the circle of ripples and electric current suddenly disappeared, and a dark green figure looked like a ghost. Suddenly appeared in front of everyone!

Carrying a Type 56 submachine gun with a folding stock and wearing a Republic~ military helmet, it looks extremely ordinary;

The ghostly figure who suddenly appeared turned out to be a soldier of the Republic like them!

"You...you are..."

"Which department are you in...please...please tell me the password!"

Seeing that the figure in front of him looked very much like him in appearance, body, and military uniform, Zhou Jianjun breathed a sigh of relief, but still shouted in a low voice, vigilantly and nervously;

"I am a member of the secret force, and the password is kept secret;"

"If you don't believe me, I'll just leave;"

Looking at the black muzzles in front of him, Zheng Yuanqing said calmly, but he felt extremely helpless in his heart;

Although the places where the guide travels must be remote places, look for Shuyuan www.zhaoｓhuyuan.com, but the problem is that this does not mean that there is no one in the remote places at all times. This time, we bumped into each other. Fortunately, Zheng Yuanqing is now He is already a five-star warrant officer, otherwise he would have been beaten into a sieve as soon as he came out with this volley of guns;

"Want to leave? You must be a spy from the Monkey Kingdom!"

"Stop! Throw away the gun, hold your head and squat on the ground!"

"Jili, quack, squeak, eh! Xili, croak, squeak, eh!"

Seeing Zheng Yuanqing preparing to leave, a young soldier roared loudly, and then roared again in the language of the monkey country;

"well……"

Hearing this, Zheng Yuanqing smiled bitterly again, and then——

call!

There was a faint sound of breaking through the air, and in the horrified eyes of everyone, Zheng Yuanqing's figure suddenly disappeared from the place like a ghost! (To be continued) ()