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Somewhere far away, white snow was floating in the sky and falling continuously. The surroundings were desolate. Occasionally, a few trees were bare, and the scattered leaves on the branches were withered and yellow. The surrounding scene was bleak and lifeless.
Several black crows stood on the branches, making unpleasant and piercing sounds from time to time...
"Wow, wow, wow..." The rough and hoarse voice of the crow sounded in the forest, making people's scalps tingle.
A team armed with sophisticated weapons slowly appeared in this desolate place. The crows' cries made people feel particularly annoyed. A soldier in the team was particularly unhappy. He bent down, picked up a small stone on the ground and threw it at the crow on the branch.
After a slight rustling sound, several crows on the branches flapped their wings and flew away, and the branches swayed slightly.
"This crow is so fucking annoying. It screams so unpleasantly all day long. It makes me upset and in a bad mood." The man who threw the stone spat and complained in fluent English.
"Forget it, forget it. It's just a few crows. Why are you getting so worked up over it? David, I'm telling you you're just too impatient. When can you be a little more patient?" A tall, slightly older soldier nearby glanced at David, who had just spoken, and said calmly, "If you want to get back alive, you'd better work on your bad temper."
Now no one can guarantee his own safety. The mad-dog fighting style of the Chinese soldiers frightened him. Thinking of his wife and daughter waiting for him in Country M, the tall soldier couldn't help but tighten his grip on the machine gun in his hand, and his expression became serious.
There were only about thirty people in their evacuation group. If they really encountered an ambush by Chinese soldiers, the battle would be very difficult.
David had a short temper and was easily angered. His appearance matched his personality; he was tall and strong. He stared ahead with a frown, his voice filled with disdain. "We've already withdrawn beyond the 38th parallel. We can catch up with the main force by crossing this hill. If the Chinese soldiers come, I'll make sure they never return."
The tall soldier was named George. He was tall, with golden hair, and the wrinkles on his face showed that he was no longer young.
George is the oldest and most experienced veteran in this team. He has been in the army for more than ten years and has participated in many wars, big and small. He can be said to have seen many big scenes.
The battlefield is changing rapidly and accidents may happen at any time. He shook his head at David beside him and waved his hand to the soldiers behind him, "Speed up and don't be careless."
At this time, Xiao Li and his teammates were lying on a small hill not far from them, waiting for the enemy to appear.
When the M Army evacuated on all fronts, Xiao Li's company was disbanded on the spot. The 120 people in the company were divided into 12 small teams, each with 10 people. They were sent away from the main force and deep behind enemy lines to interfere with the enemy.
Going deep behind enemy lines means that soldiers like Xiao Li will not receive any support from the logistics forces. They will be far away from the troops, and all their actions will be separated from the organization, and they will fight on their own.
At the moment of leaving the organization, Commander Ning personally shaved the newly grown hair of the 120 soldiers and took away their suicide notes. This was equivalent to telling these soldiers that if they left without the support of ammunition and food, they would surely die.
When Xiao Li and others left, they knew the result clearly. There was no support from the rear, and they had to rely on the brothers around them for everything. They left without hesitation.
Xiao Li kept chewing a piece of dry food in his mouth, staring at the grove in front of him. Everywhere he looked, there were bare trees and white snow, endless and desolate.
There were no other people in sight, and even animals were rarely seen.
The cold wind blew, and my head, which was only covered by a big hat, felt painful and a little cold.
Lying beside him were nine comrades from his class. They let the snowflakes fall on their bodies without dispersing the snow, so that their eyebrows were dyed white and a layer of white snow covered their entire bodies.
The weather was very cold and they were wearing thin clothes, but even so, they still lay in the snow like sculptures, motionless, without making even a sound.
He is the squad leader of these nine people. Xiao Li, who is leading a team for the first time, is very nervous. Now the lives of these nine people are on his shoulders.
Crunch~Crunch!
There were light footsteps coming from not far away, and soon a team of more than 30 M soldiers appeared in their sight. Xiao Li, who was the team leader for the first time, was very nervous. Now he had the lives of nine people on his shoulders, so he didn't dare to be careless.
Xiao Li pointed in the direction of the group of people and made a throwing gesture.
The mad wolf beside him immediately understood, took out a grenade, and when the target got close, he threw it at the opponent with all his strength.
"Boom~~" A loud noise sounded under the feet of the M Army, and along with the loud noise, the M Army soldiers were blown away.
"Fuck!" After the shock, Xiao Li shook his head, and his ears, which had not yet fully recovered, began to buzz again.
He always told himself that he was God's biological son, a person blessed by God, the hero, and that no matter how serious the injury was, he could heal quickly. But he never expected that he was almost deafened by the explosion last time.
The last time Xiao Li lost hearing in both ears, it took him a whole day to hear the outside world again. However, there was still some noise in his ears, which had more or less some impact. He thought at the time that maybe his ears were really deafened that time. If it weren't for his strong recovery ability, he might have become completely deaf now.
Now it happened again, Xiao Li felt very uncomfortable and sad.
"Haozi stays behind, and the rest of you charge forward while paying attention to your own safety." Haozi is the only sniper in Xiaoli's team. He is only 20 years old but has excellent marksmanship. Although he cannot hit the target every time, he can still hit nine out of ten targets, which is very powerful.
He stayed on the mountain to prevent any accidents, and Xiao Li felt at ease.
The remaining few rushed down the hill with guns.
"Squirrel, there are still some alive. How do you catch them alive?"
Squirrel is Xiao Li's code name, which he gave himself for no reason but because he feels he is a coward. Squirrel is a homonym of "cowardly rat", which is not domineering but fits his actual situation.
George looked at the Chinese soldiers rushing down the mountain in a dishevel. He was covered in blood and his arms were empty. It was obvious that they had been blown off by a grenade and he had no ability to resist.
All around him were the remains of his comrades, as well as those who had barely survived and were no longer able to fight back like him.
"I...we surrender...don't kill us!" David, who had always said that he would make sure that the Chinese soldiers would never return, was the first to raise his broken hand and surrender when his life was threatened.
He was not as grumpy as before, and looked very timid.
"Surrender...surrender..." The surviving M soldiers all echoed. They all knew that China had a prisoner policy, and as long as they surrendered wisely, they could save their lives.
"Bah!" Xiao Li, who knew English, practiced his fluent English and kicked the American soldier closest to him. "Why didn't you tell me when you killed my comrades? You surrendered after being caught by me? I tell you, we don't have a prisoner policy here. We only take prisoners to eliminate future troubles."
George looked at the Chinese soldier pointing a gun at them in front of him, as if he felt something, and his heart trembled slightly. He really couldn't go home this time.
He smiled faintly, took off his hat and said to Xiao Li in the face of the wind and snow: "Come on, give me a ride."
When he came here, he had already put life and death aside, but in the end he could not fulfill his promise to go home and died in a foreign country.
People who can remain so calm in the face of life and death are always admirable. Xiao Li walked up to him and asked, "What's your name?"
"George Clooney."
"My name is Xiao Li, and I will always remember your name." As the words fell, gunshots rang out, "George Clooney."
"Thank you...thank you...thank you..." George said weakly with his mouth wide open. He stared ahead, feeling the passage of his life...his breathing and heartbeat became oppressive and uncomfortable...
"I'm... I'm... sorry..." He said and closed his eyes silently.
Xiao Li didn't know to whom he was saying sorry, but he knew that saying sorry was far from enough to wash away the harm they had done to others. He said to his comrades holding guns, "It's not safe here. Let's fight quickly and evacuate."
After a few shots of "bang bang bang" took out a few people, they searched the ground for available equipment, and then they quickly gathered and evacuated, disappearing into the grove.
China, capital.
The Spring Festival should be a festive holiday and a day for family reunion, but a piece of news cast an indelible shadow over the hearts of the Xiao family.
After learning that her eldest son's troops had gone to the battlefield, Xiao Li's mother Wang Han sat on the sofa without saying a word.
"Mom, I played a game of beating the Japs with my friends today. I was the Eighth Route Army soldier, and the Japs screamed and hollered." A fat, silly-looking boy in his teens ran up to her and said with excitement, "In the end, after my heroic sacrifice, our army finally won the battle and drove the Japs away. I..."
"Shut up!" Wang Han sternly looked at his excited little son. "You've finished your homework. Stop running around all day and learn from your brother, okay?"
Her husband and eldest son both joined the army and went to the battlefield. Looking at her youngest son's current condition, if she lets things continue like this, he will probably also join the army. Joining the army is too hard and too dangerous, how can she bear to let him go?
"Mom...Mom..." Xiao Ming had never seen a mother like this before. In his memory, his mother was always kind and amiable, but today his mother seemed unfamiliar. Xiao Li stepped back in fear.
There were footsteps coming from upstairs, and two men with gray hair and wrinkles on their faces walked down one after another.
After the two old people appeared, Xiao Ming seemed to have found a backer. He rushed towards the two old people with a wronged look like a little cannonball: "Grandma~~"
"Oh my~ What happened to grandma's darling grandson? Tell grandma who has offended my precious grandson, grandma will go find him!" The person who said this was Xiaoming's grandmother Li Cuihua. She looked at her little grandson with a loving face, but her face was full of wrinkles and vicissitudes. The black hair when she was young had turned into silver hair like the first snow in winter.
Next to her stood an old man with gray eyebrows and beard. His face was still purple-red and he looked in good spirits. This was Xiao Li and Xiao Ming's grandfather, the founding general Xiao Mingguo.
"You have no respect for your elders. Stand still!" Xiao Mingguo said with a frown that looked like it could kill a fly. Although his words were accusatory, there was not a trace of blame in his tone. It can be seen how much the two old people doted on their little grandson.
"Dad, Mom, you guys spoil him too much. When Xiao Li was his age, he wasn't as naive as he is."
The old son and the young grandson are the lifeblood of the old man. This statement is absolutely true for the Xiao family.
Every time Wang Han wanted to teach someone a lesson, he would be stopped by the old man for various reasons, which made Xiao Ming more and more undisciplined. He had become the king of children in the compound, and he would lead a group of half-grown children to do evil all day long, making the whole compound in chaos.
"Xiao Ming and Xiao Li are different. Xiao Ming just needs to grow up peacefully and happily." Xiao Minguo touched Xiao Ming's head with a kind face. "Xiao Li is the eldest grandson. He should shoulder the responsibilities that he should shoulder."
Since ancient times, the elderly have always placed high hopes on their eldest sons and grandsons. As the eldest sons and grandsons who have to establish a family, they are strict with them. They give all their strictness to the eldest sons and grandsons, but give their kindness to the youngest sons and grandsons.
"But Xiaoli went to the battlefield!" Wang Han felt like she was going crazy. Her voice kept rising as she cried to the old man, "Dad, you sent my son and my husband to the battlefield. That's a battlefield, how could you be so cruel to send your own son and grandson there! Dad, aren't you afraid? Aren't you afraid of the old sending the young away?"
She believed that without her father's permission, the two of them would never be able to go to the front line. Wang Han was afraid. She was afraid of losing the person she loved most.
In fact, as Wang Han said, in the original novel, Xiao Li died on the battlefield, and his body was never found. After receiving the news, Old Man Xiao fell ill overnight and died not long after. Old Lady Xiao was so sad that she followed him. The change in family circumstances forced the little bully Xiao Ming to grow up overnight.
"This is the fate of being born into the Xiao family!" As Wang Han finished speaking, Xiao Minguo seemed to have aged a little in an instant, and walked upstairs again with a hunched back.
Li Cuihua came over and patted Wang Han's hand, tears in her eyes, and comforted him: "Be good, good boy, don't cry."
"Don't blame your dad for being cruel. He's been unable to sleep all night long. He's been hiding in his study, looking at maps of North Korea for whole days. He always asks me if he's wrong. Your dad must be feeling bad."
"Hanhan, you have to understand that we have to pay as much as we want to gain."
"We must trust them and wait for their triumphant return home."
Xiao Ming stood in the distance, looking at his mother crying sadly and his grandfather with a lonely back. For the first time, he felt angry towards the unfamiliar brother.
It’s all his fault. He made my grandparents and mom sad!
I hate him!
When I see him, I will beat him up!
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