Xiang Yonggu, nicknamed Xiang Daming, is from Longshan County, a native of Xiangxi. He is 22 years old this year. He was originally from the Longshan Independent Regiment. Later, because of his hunter's birth and accurate shooting skills, he was attracted by Zhang Qingshan and transferred to the third rank of the third squad of the assault company. He is also the apprentice of Xiao Tuozi.

Although he is not very talkative, he is cold-hearted and very brave in fighting. He has been injured twice since the Long March alone. Of these, everyone thought he was not good at it. Unexpectedly, after lying on the operating table for five hours, he miraculously survived, and thus got the nickname of "Sheng Dasheng".

Xiang Daming was walking outside at the third row and three squads, and suddenly there was hail. He was like everyone else and quickly moved closer to the middle. But at this moment, a comrade beside him shouted "Oh!"

Turning his head, he saw this comrade stepping on a big crack with his left foot, and his feet were lying on the air, just because his right foot was still on the snow. With his hands waving randomly, his body was slowly falling into the big crack on the left. According to the experience of the Central Red Army and the introduction of local people, everyone called this sudden big crack the ice crack. To put it simply, there were originally such a hole or a small hole on the ground, but because it was covered by a thin layer of snow, there was no trace on the surface, but once he stepped on it, because of the center of gravity of the person stepping on the ground, he had to fall down.

At this moment, Xiang Daming had no idea at all. Instead, he saw that his comrades were about to fall into the ice crack, and instinctively reached out to grab Xiang him.

But this comrade was about to fall in. When he caught it, he not only failed to rescue his comrade, but instead pulled him in because of the pulling force of force.

Even so, Xiang Daming never thought of letting go. He just subconsciously waved his right hand and grabbed it randomly. Unexpectedly, he actually grabbed something. Then, he felt that it was a hand with only strength.

But unfortunately, the power of this hand was not enough to pull them away. Instead, they were pulled into the ice crack by their weight in an instant.

"No! Xiang Daming and the other three fell into the ice crack."

Zhang Qingshan was holding a cloak, shouting at the top of his lungs to make everyone pay attention to prevent hail and not be injured. Hearing the shout suddenly, he immediately turned his head and looked at the sound, but saw a group of people rushing over there.

When crossing Zhongdian Daxue Mountain, many people died in both the Central Red Army and the current Red Second and Sixth Corps. But what made Zhang Qingshan proud was that there were no casualties in the assault company. So, when he heard this, he immediately felt a word in his heart: No! Something big happened. He didn't bother to avoid hail, and casually slapped the cloak into the hands of the soldiers beside him and rushed over.

"Don't rush through it, so as not to get into the ice crack and have another accident." Hu Yingze's shout reminded Zhang Qingshan, and he immediately shouted.

This was shouted so promptly that it even saved the lives of several soldiers: when everyone used wooden sticks to open the way and knocked off the thin layer of snow on the ice crack, they saw that it was about ten meters long and about two meters wide. And a few soldiers were parked less than three meters away from the ice crack. It is conceivable that without Hu Yingze's reminder, these soldiers would stop in time, otherwise they would have to fall in the second.

Zhang Qingshan lay down to the edge of the ice crack and looked down, and his brows frowned: the ice crack became narrower and narrower as the lower it went down, and the three soldiers almost overlapped, about seven or eight meters above the ground. Judging from the blood in the traces of their slipping down, it was not very good.

"Xiang Daming, are you all right?"

Qi Zixuan shouted, waited for a while, but there was no response, and immediately shouted to the comrade next to him: "What are you doing standing? Let me shout to you."

"Xiang Daming, are you all right?"

As a result, there was no movement below, which made everyone's hearts gradually sink.

"Stop shouting, go find the kitchen team to ask for ropes." Zhang Qingshan frowned and shouted, and then ordered a comrade beside him. He saw many comrades running over at the corner of his eyes. He immediately hedged Peng Peng, who was in front, shouted: "Old Peng, please let them all go back, don't squeeze in, so as not to have another accident."

Hu Yingze, who was beside him, told the people around him: "Find more wooden sticks and things that can cover the hail, and put them on it, and don't let the comrades below be hit by hail, causing the second damage. Go!"

Otherwise, it depends on experience at critical moments. When everyone was anxious and confused, the orderly command of Zhang Qingshan and Hu Yingze made everyone find the backbone and immediately do things as ordered.

Soon, the rope came over. When Zhang Qingshan saw Qi Zixuan grab the rope, he was about to tie it to his body. He snatched it over and pushed Qi Zixuan away, and said angrily: "Get out."

"Company Commander, you"

"Damn, I'm the company commander. If the company commander doesn't go up at this time, when will it go up?" Everyone knows that the ice crack is absolutely slippery, and the rope can only guarantee the chance of not falling. But if Wanyi slips and people hit the ice wall, it's not a joke. If you hit the head, you will die. What's more, Wanyi's rope is not strong and broken in the middle, and those who go down will definitely be either dead or injured. Therefore, when everyone heard Zhang Qingshan's roar, they were very moved: Although our company commander likes to show off and has a small mountain idea, no matter how many he has, there is something that is certain: he is a hero, who can sacrifice at critical moments, dares to sacrifice, and is even more courageous to sacrifice. With this, it is enough to make everyone support him from the bottom of their hearts.

Zhang Qingshan wrapped the rope around his body twice, and smiled at the people around him while knotting it, "Listen, you guys, wait and get better. If that bastard dares to let go, and when I come up, I will beat him to death, Baoyu, why are you crying? I am not dead yet, do you want me to die?"

Seeing Zhou Baoyu shaking his head and wiping his tears, Zhang Qingshan tried the rope and felt sleepy. Then he smiled and patted Zhou Baoyu on the shoulder and said, "Okay, stop crying. You are a Red Army soldier after all, how can you cry?"

He stood up and shouted to the soldiers around him: "If I don't come up, don't bother me, push some snow to cover me and continue the revolution."

After saying that, he didn't look at everyone's reaction and asked the person on the other end of the rope to pull it. He slowly walked to the edge of the ice crack, hung upside down, stepped on the ice wall with his feet, tilted his body down, and walked downwards.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way! Put this wooden stick on it and Lao Zhang?"

"Instructor, the company commander insists on going down, we're"

Hearing this, Hu Yingze threw the wooden stick in his arms to the ground, rushed to the edge of the ice crack and looked down, but saw that Zhang Qingshan had already reached two or three meters. He knew that everything else was unnecessary, so he could only try his best to suppress all his thoughts in his heart and shouted: "Old Zhang, be careful."

Zhang Qingshan looked up and smiled at him, saying, "Don't worry, the revolution has not succeeded yet, I can't die."

Hu Yingze had no choice but to direct everyone to quickly draw a simple cover surface. While asking the comrades who were pulling the rope to hold on, he also looked tight to Qi Zixuan who was lying on the edge of the ice crack to direct the rope to pull on.

"I'm telling you guys if you have something to do? Let me reply." Although Zhang Qingshan's tone was relaxed, as he got closer and closer to the three soldiers, his heart became more and more sinking, and his bad premonition became stronger and stronger. Because the closer he got, the more traces he saw on the ice wall.

Finally came to the side of these three warriors.

Zhang Qingshan spread his feet out with hidden force, forming a squeeze with the ice walls on both sides so that his body will not fall down. Because of the narrowness, he had to carefully turn sideways slightly, bend down slowly, and hold a slightly convex hand tightly with his left hand. Although the convex is full of blood, he doesn't care about these things at all. He points his right hand to grab the top warrior with his back facing upwards among the three.

I caught the warrior's clothes and touched him, but there was no response.

"Hey! Are you okay?"

No response.

"Did you faint?"

No response.

"Okay, wait a moment, wait until I'll squeeze in to see what's wrong with you guys." As if giving yourself confidence, Zhang Qingshan tilted his body a little more while talking, panting, and finally came directly above the warrior.

He bent down slowly, and with the pulling force of the comrade above, his head was about twenty centimeters away from the comrade, and shouted and asked the comrade above to stop.

Then, put your knees on both sides, stretch out your hands, and flip the comrade over.

Unfortunately, a hole was knocked out on the left side of this comrade's forehead.

Zhang Qingshan was unwilling to give up. With hope, he stretched out his right hand and touched the neck of the comrade at the top, touching the artery of the comrade in the middle.

Unfortunately, this comrade will always be buried here.

Zhang Qingshan felt a little sad and angry. With the last trace of hope, he almost lay on the top comrade with great reluctance, trying to continue touching his right hand down.

This comrade also fell here forever.

Zhang Qingshan really wanted to use his roar to vent his anger: What a great soldier! What a great comrade! He died here without sacrificing himself in the battlefield of war. Although he knew this was inevitable, as a comrade, he felt sad and angry about such a thing, but he reasonably told him that he could not do this because it would not affect morale, especially when there were many sufferings and the next difficulty, he would never act irresponsible for more than 100 people in the assault company.

Yi was sure that all three comrades had died, but Zhang Qingshan suddenly retracted his right hand like an electric shock. Although the crooked guy touched the ice wall, he didn't feel anything. He just stared blankly, thinking, and silent.

"Old Zhang, how are you doing?"

"Yes, company commander, you can at least reply!"

The comrade above woke Zhang Qingshan up, but suddenly his cheeks were a little cold, and he was actually in tears.

Zhang Qingshan wiped tears with his sleeves and closed his mouth tightly for the top soldier who had his hands tightly but had a big bulge in his eyes. He murmured to himself: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

At this moment, he had thousands of words to say, boundless anger to vent, and the grief and anger in his heart were like surging rivers, but when the words came to his mouth, they only turned into three words: "I'm sorry!"
Chapter completed!