Chapter 145
2014-08-16
Early morning, jungle.The combination of these two words always conjures up images of nature, Birds, Speech, Flowers, Fragrances, twilight of dawn, and more. But in reality, "Damn wet weather, damn bush bugs, damn... untouchables!" the middle-aged man rubbed his bloodshot eyes, muttering and cursing.
Immediately raised his head, the half-lying soldiers, armor and weapons scattered all over the floor, and even the smoke from the cooking seemed a little listless..."Ai, when do you think we will be able to do this? Is it over?" A few soldiers leaning against the big tree chatted.
"Ask us if we have birds, and ask those officers who don't know what to think." A soldier said angrily.
"Hey, I'm just asking, don't shoot me if you're angry." The soldier looked innocent.
"What's wrong with me?"
"You..."
"Okay, okay. What's the noise. A slightly older soldier raised his voice slightly, glanced at the two of them, and then said, "Probably have to destroy that group of Grey Cloth Armed Force before going back."
"Eliminate? Let's chase after him." It's been three days, and I haven't even seen a hair."
"That's right. Didn't I say earlier that the Grey Cloth Armed Force had nothing to eat, and they could run so far without eating?"
"Fuck, you brat, can you forget about eating!"
"Uh..."
There was a slight silence, when a soldier stumbled slightly, mysterious and secretive: "Let me tell you some news, I have a friend who is a logistician. He said that the reason why our food was halved was because the food had been burned up in the fire."
"What!"
"True or false? Didn't it say that the supply would be restored in two days?"
"Morning sir!"
...uh...the soldiers who were chatting stiffly turned their heads and saw the middle-aged man standing directly behind them expressionlessly. On the other side, an officer bowed in greeting.
"Everyone is very busy, making rumors here."
Those soldiers stood up in a panic, standing upright, not daring to let out the air.
"Since you are so busy, then you should be transferred to the scout team!"
Leaving this sentence, the middle-aged man left.
Scouting? A scout with most casualties in one night? Several soldiers looked pale.
..."How's it going?" The middle-aged commander said suddenly after walking for a while.
"The middle-aged commander didn't have any extra expressions, and seemed to have expected this answer long ago."Sir, it's been three days, we..."
"Chase!" the middle-aged man said firmly.
"But our food supply has only been halved for three days. If this continues, we may not be able to get out of the jungle..."
"Then halve the supply. Supply!"
"This..." The officer hesitated after hearing the words, but after all, he didn't mention the possibility of mutiny.
The middle-aged commander looked towards the distance: "The untouchables can run for three days without food, why can't we?"
"Uh..." The officer was silent. He understands what the commander is thinking now. The Grey Cloth Armed Force is not far in front of them, and they have already run out of food. Maybe wait a day, or even half a day, and the other party will collapse... But, this kind of thinking Don't they have to enter the jungle, and it's been three days now... "Sir! Sir..."
Suddenly, a soldier dressed as a scout rushed over from behind.
The middle-aged commander frowned slightly, has the scout team been cleaned up again?
The scout came forward and saluted: "The Grey Cloth Armed Force is camping ahead, and they are building fortifications."
...middle-aged commander and officer look at each other in dismay, for a while, they couldn't believe their ears.
"You... say it again!"
"Uh, the Grey Cloth Armed Force stopped, they..."
"Okay!" Middle-aged The commander interrupted the soldier's words with a loud roar, and hurried two steps from left to right, "Haha, are you finally unable to hold on? These untouchables, untouchables... pass my order, and the team will gather immediately and move forward at high speed."
"Sir, but breakfast..."
"Grey Cloth Armed Force is our best breakfast!"
... Move immediately.
The middle-aged commander rode on a horse, and first sent a scout team to keep listening for news. Then they sent officers to urge the soldiers to move faster. Who knows if these untouchables will suddenly run away again... Twenty miles, ten miles, five miles, three miles... The Hundred Men Squad of the Grey Cloth Armed Force finally appeared in the sight of the pursuers once again.
The jungle environment is naturally dense with trees, but where the Grey Cloth Armed Force is stationed, trees, grasses, shrubs, etc. have been cut down to form a huge clearing.
As for the felled trees, they were all piled up to form shelter on all sides.
After the chasing troops arrived, they did not attack immediately. Instead, the two wings moved forward first, trying to surround the camp.
The Grey Cloth Armed Force is unmoved by this, and is still constantly building up bunkers, looking like a decisive battle.
Seeing soldiers completely surrounded the Grey Cloth Armed Force's fortifications, the middle-aged commander finally felt relieved. Accompanied by a group of officers, they came to the front of the team.
"Hey, these untouchables are idiots, what do you think, they built the fortifications in the depression... Oh, they are going to fight to the death now, so there is no way to retreat." The middle-aged commander thought to himself. I knew the intention of Grey Cloth Armed Force's move, so I felt more at ease. It seems that this group of Grey Cloth Armed Forces knows that they have no hope of escaping, so they want to fight again in the end... "This fortification is too big..." After observing, an officer next to him said in surprise.
The Grey Cloth Armed Force is only three hundred people, but the fortifications they built can hold almost twice as many people. Of course, the bigger the camp is, the better. The bigger the area, the bigger the defensive depth. If there is no corresponding number of people, it is easy to be broken.
"What kind of military do you know about a gang of mischievous people? I guess they thought they were in their own backyard. Naturally, the bigger the better." While the officer mocked said with a smile.
"Haha, too!"
During the chat, everyone commented on the fortifications of the Grey Cloth Armed Force. The content is naturally all kinds of ridicule and ridicule.
It's no wonder that they are so relaxed and confident. Everyone is in the military, and they are all experts. Naturally, they can see that this fortification is simply unable to withstand a single blow for ten minutes? fifteen minutes? That's probably the case... The middle-aged commander was also smug, glanced at the officers and said, "The generals listen to orders..."
"Borrowed, borrowed...boiling water, scalding...borrowed. , borrowed..."
Uh...the officers turned their heads and saw a soldier in plate armor constantly shouting and trotting in from outside the encirclement.
There is no room for rushing in the battlefield, so many little Captains scolded. But the soldier turned a deaf ear, just kept walking inside.
Someone finally couldn't help it and made a move to take him. But this soldier figure is really slippery, turning left and right in the team, like a loach, it is impossible to succeed.
The noisy scene looked really funny, and the soldiers around were a little dumbfounded for a while.
The middle-aged commander's face was ashen, while the officers next to him looked at each other in dismay. Where did this come from?
The fortifications of the Grey Cloth Armed Force are quite large, so the 2,000-strong circle is not too dense. In addition, everyone was in a daze, and after a while, the soldier was passed through like this. Then... um, then he actually rushed towards the fortification... Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the soldier was agile and continued to climb on the wooden fortification, as if climbing a mountain wall. Finally, he jumped up lightly and turned inside. There was cheers from the Grey Cloth Armed Force.
The chasing troops are in a cold place, what's the situation... huh... the middle-aged commander took a deep breath, trying to suppress the anger in his heart: "The generals obey orders... uh ?"
No one interrupted him this time, it was the middle-aged commander who suddenly both eyes widened and stared at the front in a daze. In fact, it wasn't just him, all the officers and all the soldiers stared at it in astonishment... and saw a plume of black smoke suddenly rise from the fortification, followed by another... soaring into the sky. At this time, there was also a faint fire on the wooden bunker... Is this... a mass suicide?