Chapter 813 (2/2)

”I'm his ancestor!” the middle-aged man suddenly got angry, pulled out his pistol and glared at master Deng fiercely: ”little bastard, do you believe I shot you?”

”Well, I don't have time to make jokes with you.” master Deng turned his eyes, took the dagger and pushed the sentry aside. ”Are you Jiang Demao, head of 361 regiment?”

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and immediately habitually nodded: ”yes.”

”My name is Deng Shi. I'm a member of Shenjing plan action team. Take your people with me. Director Zhong Ruoxi is waiting for you not far from here.”

Master Deng said, turned and left. Jiang demiao followed closely and asked warily, ”wait a minute! Why should I trust you?”

”Believe it or not.” master Deng shouted angrily, ”Huang Jingyuan sent you to meet us, but asked me to save you. It's really... Hum, I'm so angry.”

Master Deng turned and left, but no one dared to stop him.

”Captain, shall we go?”

Jiang demiao hesitated and quickly waved his hand: ”let the brothers withdraw and go with him.”

After the command, Jiang demiao quickly followed up with Deng Shi: ”brother! Brother, please slow down. My people haven't come down yet. I'm sorry just now. There was a misunderstanding. I apologize to you.”

”Let your people follow me.” master Deng said in a deep voice, ”wherever I go, you go.”

Jiang demiao looked at the minefield in front of him: ”are you sure?”

Master Deng didn't speak, just nodded, and then walked in. Jiang demiao, together with his soldiers, formed a snake like team behind Deng division, carefully following him.

”Count it and I'll see how many people are left.” Jiang demiao turned and said.

”One.”

”Two.”

“…”

From the head of the team to the end of the team, and from the end of the team to the head of the team. Finally, the company commander behind Jiang demiao whispered, ”one hundred and sixty-eight.”

Jiang demiao's face changed: ”there are only 84 brothers left. When I left Longxi, I took 200 people and hit here all the way from shaping. There are only 84 left.”

”Is there anyone else?” master Deng asked in a low voice.

Jiang demiao replied, ”there are two teams in another direction. In addition, commander Huang has also arrived in Xilong. Now he should have arrived at the headquarters of the third infantry division. After seeing director Zhong, we will take a radio station with us and contact commander Huang quickly.”

”Huang Jingyuan really has the courage to come to Xilong?”

Jiang Demao seemed to be sarcastic when listening to Deng Shi's words. He replied unhappily: ”if commander Huang doesn't come, we can't get out even if we pick you up.”

”I understand this truth. I don't need you to remind me.” master Deng calmed down and said, ”what we lack most now is medicine, and the rest is still second.”

”Someone is injured?” Jiang Demao asked hurriedly, ”is it brigade commander Shi? How is brigade commander Shi?”

Master Deng's body stagnated slightly and said in a low voice, ”why do you care so much about Shi Yinghui?”

Jiang Demao's voice is loud: ”Brigade commander Shi is my old leader. I was a soldier subordinate to the guard brigade at the beginning. Later, after the great reform of the military system in Longxi, I was transferred to the 49th army with a group of brothers. Last time you left, brigade commander Shi knew that I was the receiving force for this mission. Before leaving, he patted me on the shoulder and said that he would have a few drinks with his brothers when he came back.”

Master Deng's face sank and remained silent for a long time before he whispered, ”you can't drink this wine. Shi Yinghui is dead.”

”What!” Jiang demiao jumped up directly from the ground, his eyes scarlet, and stretched out his hand to pull master Deng's back collar, ”tell me again!”

”Little special, give me this!” master Deng scolded, turned and slapped Jiang Demao, and threw his whole face on the wet grass.

The troops behind stopped. Jiang demiao raised half his body, raised his head and stared pitifully at Deng Shi: ”brigade commander Shi... Really sacrificed?”

”You don't have the right to know the specific details.” master Deng said faintly, ”the only thing I can tell you is that Shi Yinghui's hand was seriously injured and left early this morning. We buried him under a hillside on the West Bank of the Yao River.”

”Brigadier Shi is dead... Why don't you bring him back? He has to be buried in our own land.”

”Dead is dead. Don't be too pretentious. You've lost so many soldiers. Have you ever thought of where they are buried?” master Deng turned and looked back. ”Get up and continue on the way. Our time is wrong. Don't waste time here.”

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