He knew his current situation: Not to mention burying so many bodies, even if he wanted to bury these comrades, he hoped that God would know when the reinforcements of the enemy cavalry would come back. If Wan Yi met, he would be finished.

So, when he decided to continue the Long March, even if he wanted to find a large army, he could only harden his heart and ignore these things.

First, I used my first aid kit to treat the wound on my left calf, and then used the found rifle as a crutch, and clicked on the battlefield to collect resources. The result was really good: the Red Army soldiers collected twenty or thirty kilograms of food, and the enemy also took thirteen cans, three water-filled kettles, and twelve packs of smoke and smoke. I had good luck. On the body of a Browning pistol, who seemed to be the enemy commander, I found a Browning pistol and two magazines. There were also magazines and many other items in it, such as raincoats, first aid kits, etc.

Anyway, Zhang Qingshan felt it was a pity that these things seemed extremely precious here, but they could not take them away. Not to mention that he was already injured, even if he was not injured, how much could he withstand?

Zhang Qingshan was a little reluctant to let go of these things, especially food, but he knew his current situation, so he ate very much, at least this meal would be as hungry as possible. At the same time, in order to prevent the enemy cavalry from coming back at any time, he could only eat next to the pile of corpses.

If you eat in this bloody smell and miserable scene, if you are a person who is a person who is afraid you will vomit even if you drink water, but Zhang Qingshan looked at the sky while eating and drinking, because although he could withstand this bloody pungent smell, the miserable scene in front of him made him feel particularly heavy.

After eating a full meal, touching his slightly round belly, burping, and drinking two sips of water. He felt that this meal could last until tomorrow morning.

Throw the kettle, hold a wooden stick, stand up, and walk around a big bag that had been packed more than 20 meters away.

He carried the bag on his shoulders, looked around, and sighed. In the end, he did not follow the passage in the valley, but walked directly to the mountain.

Otherwise, the misfortune is the blessing of good fortune and the misfortune is the burden of bad fortune! When a person is in a very unlucky way, it is the turning point.

Now, because of the inconvenience of legs and feet, he carried dozens of kilograms of things. It took him a full hour and a half to climb such a big hill. Zhang Qingshan was so tired that he was breathing heavily. More importantly, this fatigue was not only a physical burden, but also a huge psychological blow to him. So when he climbed to the top of the mountain, he was not happy to defeat the hillside, but a little despair: it was so difficult to climb such a hillside, wouldn’t it be more difficult to walk? So his previous confidence in walking out of the grassland successfully was shaken, and he actually thought in his mind: Instead of doing this, it would be better to die here and avoid the subsequent sins.

With this idea, he had just climbed to the top of the mountain and threw away his ambitions. He didn't look at the surroundings, took out a pack of cigarettes, took out a match that he had finally found, and lit it.

He took a deep breath, raised his head, looked around, and was stunned. Then he looked over and looked at the face. Finally, he grinned: God is really joking, I have plans to die here, but you let me see the hope of victory two hundred meters, two horses were hunching down there. What else could this be if God is joking?

The most important thing is that if it were two wild horses, Zhang Qingshan might be even more desperate. Not to mention that Zhang Qingshan was injured at this time, even if he was not injured, he could not catch the two wild horses. Instead, he would have a greater hope of killing them to eat meat. But because these two horses were saddles, they were definitely war horses, which made Zhang Qingshan overjoyed: war horses are not afraid of people, and they are very obedient. More importantly, both the Red Army and the training of war horses are similar, which makes it easier to get. There is a real way to go!

Zhang Qingshan walked over with a crooked look.

When they were a hundred meters away from the two war horses, probably because they were in the upper wind and had excellent vision. The two war horses looked up and looked over, and after sneezing, they did not show any signs and continued to eat grass.

When the two war horses were about fifty meters away, the two war horses looked up at him. The black and white war horse on the left moved its hooves in a little cramped manner and took two steps back. However, the pure black war horse began to lower its head and eat grass again.

"Well!"

Seeing this, Zhang Qingshan put his right index finger into his mouth and blew a loud whistle.

As expected, everyone trained war horses in the same way.

The two war horses heard the whistle and looked up at the same time. Seeing Zhang Qingshan continue to walk over, the black war horse shook his head, sneezed, walked towards Zhang Qingshan, and another war horse followed slowly.

Touching the nose bone of the war horse and touching the horse again, Zhang Qingshan laughed happily: Now, not only do you have to worry about taking away those good things, but also about rushing to the road. The most important thing is that you have a companion. Although they can't speak, it is a hundred times better than rushing alone in a lonely way than people who have never tried to understand it. In an empty and boundless place, loneliness will cause a lot of spiritual blow to lonely people and test people's willpower. This kind of loneliness can even make people desperately commit suicide over time.

Back in Yanzikou Valley again, I brought all the things I had collected before and could only bring a light machine gun and a dozen magazines. The light machine gun is a long-range attack weapon, and the pistol is a melee battle. These two are used to cooperate. As for the rifle, to be honest, facing many enemies, it is really not as good as a light machine gun. Although the light machine gun is a little heavier, isn’t this another horse? Because Zhang Qingshan knew how difficult the next road would be, and the more things that could be used, the better, especially food.

After riding a horse, leading another horse, and using a compass to determine the general direction, Zhang Qingshan was in a good mood and rushed on his way happily.

When you are in a good mood, you will squeeze the horse's belly and speed up the itinerary. When you are in a bad mood, you will let it go. Anyway, as long as the direction is right, it will be done. I want to talk but can't sing, which makes Zhang Qingshan a little frustrated, but the horse is a good listener, although they obviously don't know what Zhang Qingshan is muttering.

During this period, Zhang Qingshan was both worried and looking forward to whom he would meet for the first time: he hoped to meet his comrades, in this way, both his mind and his combat effectiveness would be greatly improved; he was worried that he would encounter the enemy's stragglers or horse bandits, and in that case, he would be in danger of his life.

To this end, Zhang Qingshan also tried his best to prevent it: not to mention that the bullets of the pistol were full, even the grenades on his body were thrown away, so that if he could not resist, he would die with the enemy. Moreover, he tried not to go to the flat ground. Every time he wanted to reach the top of the mountain, he would climb up secretly and observe around with a telescope: except for some ditches on the plain that can hide people and ambush people, he could see clearly, and observe the surrounding environment without being at a high place. He walked rashly in a flat place and was revealed by the enemy, and had no place to hide.

In order to avoid encountering the enemy or being seen by the enemy, he had to marching day and out at night. What best reflects his carefulness is the five torches he prepared on the road, mainly used to prevent wolves: there are many wolves on the grassland, and they are surrounded at night, so they can only use torches to protect themselves and fire with machine guns, otherwise they will definitely be done.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to stop the luck: Zhang Qingshan, on the road, didn't even meet the enemy, even a wolf. However, he encountered several corpses, including enemies and enemies. He had no other practical significance except proving that the route he took was correct.

After walking for three days and two nights, on the evening of the third day, Zhang Qingshan no longer expressed hope for finding his lonely comrades. But at this time, God joked with him again.

I don’t know if I should be glad that I didn’t meet the enemy, or I was disappointed and didn’t see my comrades. Anyway, he was in a complicated mood. As usual, he rode his horse to the small mountain top. Just when he was five or six meters away from the top, he suddenly!

"Stop! Raise your hands."

Zhang Qingshan's first reaction was to look at the other party. Although he saw that the other party was wearing the military uniform of the Red Second Front Army, not to mention that the Red Army had a military uniform, even the regiments did not have a uniform. Some Red Army even wore casual clothes from ordinary people. If you want to confirm the other party, you can only look at the military caps, because the military caps of the various fronts were unified. For example, the military caps of the Red Second Front Army were hexagonal sides at that time, but his second reaction was to look left and right, and the third reaction was to look at the other party again, and then smile.

He didn't raise his hand and just laughed like this: there were six guys wearing red Second Front Army military caps in front of him, four people holding rifles, some people holding big swords, and others holding box cannons, looking at him vigilantly. However, from their faces, it can be seen that these people were obviously behind or were disbanded. Because some of them had blood on their faces, and some people disappeared even the military caps.

"A few comrades, they are all their own people, please don't get me wrong." Having said that, his right hand seemed to randomly put on the grenade on his right waist, and grabbed the lead of the grenade without a lid.

At this time, it is appropriate to be wary of each other: Wanyi, are you a spy wearing our military uniform?

However, Zhang Qingshan called out to comrade, which made the other party's vigilant heart relax a little. Although he was still aiming at him with a gun, he saw the movement of his right hand, and the one holding the big knife was about to open his mouth, but was stopped by the person next to him who was holding the box gun.

Then, the man holding the box cannon asked, "I am from the Red Fourth Front Army, where are you?"

Zhang Qingshan was stunned and stared at the other party's eyes carefully. Seeing that there was a little more vigilance in the other party's smile, he immediately understood that the other party was testing him and deliberately said that it was from the Fourth Front Army.

He pointed to his hat with his left hand and smiled, "Where did you think I am from?"

After hearing this, the man who had the box cannon put away his gun and smiled: "It turns out that they are all from the Second Front Army, and they are his own comrades."

As mentioned above, each army's military cap is the same, and there is a tip, or a secret published in the Red Army: it means that you can see the military cap. And it is very likely that you can say it actively, and it is a comrade who is his own comrade. Therefore, when the other party saw Zhang Qingshan ask this, he believed Zhang Qingshan a little.

Of course, this is just a preliminary step, and next, there will be some tips for recognizing each other.
Chapter completed!