The Winner is King [Quick Wear]

Chen Jianjun became sick, and He Yong and Zhang Junxin took turns on duty that night.

The night was quiet and peaceful.

It was dawn at about five o'clock, and the group made some adjustments and prepared to set off.

Chen Jianjun slept all night, his fever subsided, and the rash on his body gradually disappeared. Although the surgical wound is somewhat painful, it is within the tolerance range.

Chen Jianjun is young and physically strong. Although he has some problems with his brain, he is extremely able to endure hardships.

He thought that he had dragged down the team's schedule yesterday, so he decided to rush back today.

Move your body, and move forward with 50 kilograms of food on your back.

Zhang Junxin originally discussed with He Yong, but today he will share a little weight for Chen Jianjun. But after recovering from the illness, Chen Jianjun was more energetic and walked faster than them.

At first, the two were worried about his health, but later they found that he had really improved, and he was able to support the rigid march, so they stopped worrying and concentrated on their journey.

*

At noon, the three of Zhang Junxin had come to the vicinity of 386 Heights.

It was less than an hour away from the reconnaissance team's hidden base, but their speed slowed down.

The Vietnamese army arranged one after another line of defense near 386. They had to avoid the patrols of the Vietnamese army and bypass all the firepower points before they could continue to advance.

The support team has just passed through an enemy fire point.

Probably because this place is far from the front line, the attitude of the Vietnamese army at this firepower point is still very leisurely, and the guards at meal time are not so strict. The support team of three easily crossed.

"I really want to kill them in one breath." Chen Jianjun said, his hand couldn't help pressing on the gun. The enemy is so slack, it is a good opportunity to attack. He couldn't help a little.

"Just say it, don't be impulsive." He Yong's words were calm, but his words were serious and warning.

They have the task, and the execution of the task is the first.

"I know, I'm just talking." Of course Chen Jianjun understood that he couldn't act rashly.

It's easy to kill a firepower point just now. But when they acted so rashly to attract the attention of the enemy, they were shocked. The key information detected by the reconnaissance team in ambush for a long time is likely to be invalid.

Zhang Junxin didn't speak the whole time, and moved forward vigilantly.

Soon, the team of three arrived safely at the target location, which was another hidden cat ear hole.

Captain He Yong stepped forward and learned a few bird calls.

The person in the cat's ear hole began to shout, and the people on both sides exchanged passwords.

Zhang Junxin's gun was loaded and aimed at the hole to prevent any accidents.

"Where did it come from?"

"It's from Taihang Mountain."

"Why is your face so dark?"

"Of course Zhang Fei's face is black."

"Have you brought mushrooms?"

"Mushrooms are in the sky."

After going over the password, there was no logical connection before and after, and the two sides confirmed that they were friendly troops.

"Comrade, come in quickly!" The other party warmly led them in.

Zhang Junxin put away the gun and followed Chen Jianjun into the cat's ear hole.

*

Just as Zhang Junxin stepped into the cat's ear hole, she was pulled into the innermost part of the cat's ear hole by the excited scouts.

The humid air was mixed with the smell of sweat, and there was a strong smell of blood.

The comrades tried their best to build a bed in the cave, and a boy with an immature face was lying on the bed. Others were in a drowsy state, and they were still very awake and conscious after hearing from their comrades.

"Comrade doctor, this is our comrade-in-arms Little Beijing. Three days ago, when we were lurking, he was hit in the thigh by a bullet from the Vietnamese army."

Scout wiped his tears. Little Beijing is great! Without him, the entire squad would be over.

At the time of the incident, they were lying in the grass to investigate the intelligence of a large firepower point.

They should not have been exposed, but the suspicious Vietnamese army suddenly opened fire on the grass.

Little Beijing has stray bullets planted in her legs. But he lay motionless on the ground, holding back without shouting. The Vietnamese army found nothing.

When the Vietnamese army left, they evacuated, only to find that their comrades were wounded.

Little Beijing's injuries were not too serious on the battlefield. They stopped the bleeding for Little Beijing, dug out bullets, and temporarily saved his life, but the situation was not right that night, and Little Beijing had been having a fever.

"Have the bullets been taken out?" Zhang Junxin asked.

"The bullet has been taken." The scout comrade-in-arms said. Conditions are limited, and they can do very little.

Zhang Junxin checked carefully and found that the wound on Little Beijing's leg had festered and inflamed, and it should have been infected. In such a harsh environment, he now has a fever, shortness of breath, and his injury is getting worse.

Zhang Junxin disinfected and bandaged the wound again, and the young and heroic warrior also trembled in pain in his dream. There is no condition for water infusion here, and only one dose of anti-inflammatory and analgesic injections can be given. Of course, the effect of injections is limited.

"I'm going to take him away. Little Beijing needs to seek medical attention immediately." Zhang Jun said in his heart.

Little Beijing needs to be sent to Kunming Hospital, and the field hospital can no longer handle this situation.

If it is delayed any longer, the life of Little Beijing will be in danger.

As for this leg, no one can say whether the skills will be affected in the future.

"How do you bring it?" the scout soldier asked.

"Let's walk on your back." Zhang Jun said in his heart, "We are three of us, how can we bring back Little Beijing."

They didn't bring a stretcher, that's all they had to do.

Little Beijing is about 170 in height, and his stature is thin and no different from the weight of the cooking class. The three of them took turns carrying their backs and returned to the whetstone position as quickly as possible.

Life is certain, but whether his legs can be saved is a problem.

Zhang Junxin was dressing the wound in Little Beijing, and after He Yong handed over the food to Chen Jianjun, he cooked a meal for the scout soldiers.

The conditions for the scouts were harsh, with limited food and water.

During the half-month reconnaissance mission, the food has long been eaten, and these days they rely on compressed biscuits. Water, only to receive dew to pass the sun. Everyone's face is yellow with hunger, but they're still in good spirits.

He Yong and Chen Jianjun handed over food to the scouts. After many days, they finally got hot rice.

Every face stained with sweat and dirt showed a happy smile.

Zhang Junxin made porridge specially made, and she patted Xiao Beijing on the face to wake him up.

The young soldier opened his eyes in a daze, and there was a beautiful face in front of him. His little heart was beating thumping, and the look of this face was so beautiful. Moreover, it is definitely the best looking one he has ever seen in his life.

"Little Beijing?" Zhang Junxin shouted.

Little Beijing was very happy to hear the crisp and sweet voice calling his name.

"Sister." Little Beijing responded dazedly.

He doesn't really know when and where, he feels like he's dreaming

"Eat, open your mouth." Zhang Junxin patted his face lightly.

Little Beijing opened his mouth obediently and ate the porridge cooked by the soldiers of the cooking class one by one.

"He doesn't seem to be in pain anymore."

"Comrade Zhang gave him painkillers."

"This kid can be considered a treat." The scout soldier smiled.

After being injured, having such a person who can take care of me tenderly is not bad.

After Zhang Junxin fed him a bowl of porridge, he coaxed Little Beijing to sleep.

After a simple meal, Zhang Junxin, Chen Jianjun and He Yong took Little Beijing out of the cat ear hole.

*

It is naturally more difficult than when they came to cross the heavy defense lines of the Vietnamese army with a person on their back.

The Vietnamese army was sometimes loose, but sometimes vigilant. On the way back they were in distress several times and were almost discovered.

It took 2 hours for them to leave Height 386 and leave the range of the main Vietnamese army.

They walked very fast, the weight was reduced, and the speed of this distance was much faster than when they came.

"Sister..." Little Beijing whispered in Zhang Junxin's ear, still confused.

He was sometimes awake and lethargic, the effect of the medicine had passed, and the high fever came again.

Zhang Junxin gave him medicine again, and the three of them walked faster.

However, no matter how fast it is, they cannot see the road at night, and they have to find a place to hide.

Laoshan has cat ears all over the place, and they were unlucky not to meet them tonight. They could only find a sheltered place in the jungle, sleeping behind a large rock.

Zhang Junxin's night shift is scheduled at 3-5 o'clock. The last post is also the one that is most easily tired.

This is what Zhang Junxin fought for. During the day, He Yong and Chen Jianjun spent more time on their backs to Little Beijing. For balance, she came to guard the most tiring and sleepy post.

The moon tonight is very round and bright, and the mild and bright moonlight makes the dark night a little more visible.

Zhang Junxin's eyesight is very good, and the moonlight helps, some potential dangers are caught by her sight.

A group of black figures were coming from afar, and they couldn't see their appearance clearly, but it was most likely the Vietnamese army marching at night.

Zhang Junxin concealed her figure and loaded her gun. She immediately woke up Chen Jianjun and He Yong to prepare for battle.

How to choose?

They can continue to hide here and escape safely. But now it is safe, but during the day, I don't know where this Vietnamese army will be ambushed. At that time, it was passive.

They can also find out the situation. If it is really the Vietnamese army, the early annihilation is not only beneficial to the situation of the war, but also a great achievement. But what happens to Little Beijing if it fails miserably?

"Up?" He Yong asked.

"Come on!" Zhang Jun thought.

They are so sure that they have full confidence in their own abilities.

Chen Jianjun didn't make a statement, he wanted to fight, but he wasn't ready to bring Zhang Junxin into battle!

"What about Little Beijing?" Chen Jianjun asked, hoping that Zhang Junxin would stay to take care of the wounded.

"Little Beijing is the safest to stay here." Zhang Jun said in his heart.

"Yes, I'll go first." He Yong rushed out first, hiding in the grass.

Zhang Junxin followed. Chen Jianjun had no choice but to walk at the end.

The three of them crawled forward, lowering their bodies and crossing the grass.

That line of shadows didn't move very fast, and after they got close, they could see each other's faces clearly through the moonlight.

Instead of the Vietnamese soldiers in the imagination, what appeared in front of them were a group of slender young Vietnamese girls.

Each of them looks beautiful and beautiful, and the clothes on their bodies reveal their arms and navels, which are very open.

He Yong and Chen Jianjun immediately blushed.

"A group of girls don't go home at night, no way!" He Yong murmured.

"Shameless!" Chen Jianjun cursed with a flushed face.

He Yong gestured to retreat. The People's Liberation Army does not beat ordinary people, let alone women, and the same goes for Vietnamese women.

Zhang Junxin felt that something was wrong.

The machine gun in his hand is loaded, aimed, and ready to shoot.

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Take a day off tomorrow~