No one questioned Qi Menan's order.
They were running low on ammunition, but the enemy troops ambushing them ahead were numerous and had plenty of ammunition. If they moved forward, they would be wiped out immediately, with no way out.
They had long been prepared to sacrifice their lives for their country and vowed never to surrender.
But their mission this time is to escort Dr. Cen back to Beijing. They can die, but Dr. Cen cannot, absolutely not.
Baimoshalin is their only way out.
Even if this road is extremely dangerous, even if they have to exchange the lives of twenty-two people for the life of Dr. Cen, they still have to take a chance.
The ambushing enemy did not expect that Qi Monan and his men would have the courage to enter the Baimo Sand Forest, and did not deploy many manpower in the Sand Forest. By the time they reacted, the team of 22 people had already entered the Baimo Sand Forest with Dr. Cen.
"Boss, what should we do?"
Scarfaced Boss Zhu spat, "Damn it! These hard-core guys don't even know where the Baimo Sand Forest is. They're going in to get killed. Don't even think about dragging us down with them. Guard the exits on this side of the Benlang River. Don't let anyone out alive."
If they wanted to go back to China through Baimosha Forest, they would have to cross Baimosha Forest. Qi Monan had no intention of going to the other side of Benlang River, because any fool would know that there would be no way for them there.
After entering the Baimo Sand Forest, all they could see was endless yellow sand, with the occasional scattered sand plant. With no proper path, they could only rely on a compass to navigate their way eastward.
On the first day, the team of twenty-three people used up all the food and water they had with them.
Qi Monan touched his left waist. There was a bag tied inside his combat uniform. The bag contained the dried meat that Song Yun had brought him. He was reluctant to eat it and was afraid that his comrades would snatch it all away if he took it out, so he hid it in his clothes.
The next day, Qi Mo gave Dr. Cen a piece of dried rabbit meat and told him to eat a little when he was very hungry and chew it more before swallowing.
Dr. Cen understood the situation and how much food meant to them. Naturally, he wasn't dissatisfied. Instead, he was filled with gratitude and expressed sincere thanks. He saw clearly that Qi Mo Nan had given him the largest piece of dried meat, while the other soldiers, including Qi Mo Nan himself, had only taken a small piece.
In the evening, they were lucky enough to find a small puddle that was about to dry up. After everyone filled their kettles, there was very little water left in the puddle.
Qi Monan asked his comrades to fill their helmets with all the remaining water, then picked up a pile of dry firewood, lit a few bonfires, and put the hats filled with water on the bonfires. After the water boiled, he tore up the dried rabbit meat and threw it in, just like cooking rabbit soup, and made himself full with the soup.
The third day passed in the same way, but there was not much dried meat left in Qi Mo Nan's hands, so he could only survive for one more day at most.
On the fourth day, the soldiers' spirits were obviously flagging. They were so hungry that their hands and feet were weak and they would fall from time to time. They could only move forward slowly by supporting each other.
Qi Monan was also very hungry. He tried hard to keep his head clear and told himself not to fall down. He absolutely could not fall down.
If they continue like this, they will never be able to get out of Baimosha Forest.
The turning point came on the evening of the fourth day.
The soldiers were so hungry that they were dizzy and fell into a deep sleep while huddled together on the sand. Qi Monan suddenly opened his eyes and turned his head abruptly to see a pair of green eyes staring at them.
It's a sand wolf.
And it is a scout wolf sent out by the sand wolf pack to conduct reconnaissance.
Qi Monan's hand reached for the gun at his waist, then gave up, slid his hand to his left waist, pulled out a dagger, and threw it hard.
The dagger flew out, drawing a cold light in the silent night.
When the sand wolf sensed danger and wanted to dodge, it was too late.
The dagger accurately pierced the sand wolf's neck and cut its throat. It fell down without even making a sound.
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