Hiding in a depression far away from the highway, Luo Er left Xiao Zhang and the others to warn him on the spot. He and Park Ji-sun found a hidden place and changed into a wet military uniform. Luo Er, who had a slight obsession with cleanliness, could no longer bear the sticky and bitter taste of his body, not to mention that Park Ji-sun, like him, had no refreshing place on his body.

Looking at the trembling Park Ji-sun, Luo Er felt distressed. The people who followed him were frightened all the way.

After changing his clothes, he took Park Ji-sun, Luo Er and Xiao Zhang to meet up, hiding in the bushes on the side of the road. After running around for a long time, he was exhausted. If he walked to Pyeongchang, he would have become a real iron man.

At present, you either find a place to hide and rest, calm down and then rush on the road, or take a chance to take a ride.

I understand the movements I made myself. Once it is daytime, the US military will definitely search on a large scale. Hiding it on the spot is not a solution. However, looking at the road in the distance, Luo Er understood that taking a ride is not a good idea, and it is also very passive.

Looking at the watch, it was already two o'clock in the morning. Luo Er was chewing the biscuits, drank a sip of cold water, and lay in the bushes. If he wanted to leave this dangerous place quickly, he had to take a ride. Without looking, Luo Er also knew that the four people behind him had begun to lose their physical strength.

Looking around, Luo Er didn't find any shadow of the big gray. This guy was probably scared by the bombardment of the naval gun.

When five military vehicles were scattered on the road, pulling soldiers from all over the country, and heading eastward, Luo Er made up his mind to leave before dawn.

Two hours later, another army vehicle disappeared into the dust that was stirred through the road in front of him. Luo Er, who had an impatient face, lit up his eyes. On the road to the east, the sound of a truck finally came, and several beams of light flashed, cutting through the night sky.

Carrying a field backpack, Luo Er carried a submachine gun and approached the road with a low waist. The four soldiers behind him were also energetic and followed closely behind.

Smelling the smell of fishy dust, Luo Er waved his hand and "touched", a three hundred kilograms of irregularly shaped stone smashed into the middle of the road ahead, blocking traffic.

If there are people who understand geological people, you will immediately see that this stone is obviously the same source as the stone that caused the strange landslide earlier.

Soon, the convoy with bright headlights appeared on the pothole road and drove slowly over.

Staring at the three military cards with tarp, Luo Er was a little surprised. Unlike the two military cards that had just passed by, the former was murderous. Why was the car in front of him a little dead and had a strong smell of blood?

What Luo Er saw was the "black car" that the American soldiers jokingly called, and the temporary aftermath convoy without any obvious signs pulled the bodies of the dead US troops.

It has to be admitted that the US military who experienced World War II had a standardized process for dealing with their own soldiers who had fallen into battle, which was also a means to win people's hearts and boost morale.

If it weren't for the reinforcements that came overnight and the use of military vehicles was in a tight position, these U.S. troops would have to wait a few days before they could be transported away; the convoy ordered to return to Seoul overnight and pulled their dead comrades.

This team of "black cars" in total, with three American soldiers, pulling the corpses just collected, and heading to the morgue of the US military base in Seoul. There, there will be special people to test the corpses, dental records, and final identity confirmation; the corpses who have been identified will be subjected to anti-corrosion treatment, plastic surgery, put on neat military uniforms, put them in sealed aluminum boxes, and transported back to China.

A "black car" with no military value, except for a soldier arranged in the car, there is no escort armed force; even the escort soldier has the greatest significance, and it is to accompany the driver and comfort the driver. In addition, it is very unlucky for anyone to hijack or harass the military vehicle that pulls the body.

"Prepare to get on the car", whispering orders, Luo Er stared at the last truck.

Luo Er, who was unaware of the inside, made a gesture to the side, and the few people tightened their bodies and prepared to get in the car.

When the lights of the car swept the stones in the middle of the road, the car stopped one after another, and the flying dust rushed forward and waved in front of the sharp headlights.

The soldiers escorted the car carefully watched around them. After a while, they opened the car door with their guns and walked to the stone.

He kicked the stone with his feet without any movement. He kicked hard without any movement.

The soldiers who felt safe around him raised their guns and moved the stones with both hands. The gray and white stones remained motionless.

The soldier with a blushing face called out the driver. The two of them used the small crowbar in the car to make the stone sway up and down and could not move at all.

"Fake!" he shouted angrily, and the driver turned to the back, and said a few words, calling out two drivers and two soldiers. This thing is too heavy. Let's move together, otherwise we can't leave.

Three crowbars and six strong soldiers finally gritted their teeth and lifted the heavy stone into the grass on the side of the road. When they saw the sweaty driver on their bodies, they turned over to the car, slammed the accelerator, and continued to drive westward.

The car started, and Luo Er, who had already entered the rear compartment, was full of regret. He leaned against a bunch of black canvas bags behind him, making him scold him.

When he got on the car, Luo Er was stunned by the car. If Park Ji-sun wasn't pushing him behind him, he would have almost given up on the plan to take the car.

This is a car that kills people. Luo Er, who was struggling to kill people without hesitation, had a pale face, stepped on the hard corpse, and hid in the innermost part.

There was canvas around the outside, but it was not ventilated inside. The smell of blood around it almost made Luo Er vomit. Instead, Park Ji-sun and Xiao-chang took action with nonchalant expressions, gently moved the heavy body bag, and pulled open an open space, so that everyone could squeeze together tightly.

Lin Xingguo and Lin Tao were not much better than Luo Er. They forced themselves to hold back the tumbling in their stomachs and curled up with their noses. Everyone could shoot and kill, but no one would like to "travel" in the same car with a bunch of corpses.

Until Luo Er couldn't stand the stuffy smell, he waved his hand and opened a hole on the canvas beside him; let the cold air clean his nose, finally, the three soldiers with twisted faces quieted down.

The US military's car drove away, left Jiangling Town, and headed towards Pyeongchang; the car turned over the foot of the mountain in the distance, and Dahui showed up, hiding in the bushes on the side of the road, with green eyes staring at the hidden red taillights.

Without pause, Big Gray ran west along the grass on the side of the road; the smell of blood on the truck did not have the sense of loss of Big Gray.

At dawn, three military cards were parked in the US military camp outside Pyeongchang; the driver and the soldiers escorted the car got off the car, and another group of drivers took the soldiers escorted the car. When the logistics soldiers filled the car with the car, they immediately pedaled and set off.

This is already a hilly area. Several heavily guarded guard posts along the way only lifted a corner of the canvas, took a look, and waved his hand to let go. The guard posts behind did not check, and covered their noses and raised the road pole.

Seeing the cold black body bag, no soldier could strictly check it. If he could, he would avoid it. Maybe one day he would lie there.

Luo Er, who seemed to be frustrated, accidentally picked up a bargain and would be nice if he didn't laugh at him. He was still there to regret it secretly.

Apart from drinking water, the five soldiers hiding in the back carriage did not eat in a tacit understanding. The dead bodies behind them wiped out all the hunger. What's more, everyone knows that the dead in the body bag were caused by themselves.

I wanted to take the time to get off the car, but the convoys that were coming and going along the way, the tight patrol soldiers, and the military dogs wearing leashes made Luo Er give up the opportunity to get off the car several times.

Yes, the place he was optimistic about to get off the car was also the location that the US military paid attention to. Although Luo Er found a large number of South Korean soldiers patrolling through the gap in the canvas, the wolves bit the tiger to death. After this hesitation, he followed the car to the US military camp.

It seemed to be an instinctive reaction, and the road was very calm. Even if the car was parked in the enemy's barracks, no one came to check the situation in the car. The American soldiers around, along with the South Korean soldiers with gray faces, looked at the convoy strangely and hid far away.

Luo Er didn't notice that the blood oozing out of the body bag gathered together and dripped on the ground from the gap in the lower part of the car. The solidified blood stains had clearly told everyone about the function of the car.

The convoy drove out of the military camp again and headed towards Seoul.

The truck drove out of the barracks and Luo Er's face darkened; they were on the last truck, but there was a dull engine sound behind him, telling him that the situation had changed.

Get up and lay on the disgusting bag. Luo Er lifted up the tarp and looked through the gap, "Damn, the personnel carrier."

From the uneven sound of the engine, Luo Er could hear that there were two trucks following behind, and the shaking dozens of steel helmets made him very angry.

He kept looking at the terrain outside the car, Luo Er's face quickly returned to normal; he could not be nervous, and the soldiers around him were observing him. Even if his breathing began to be rapid, this smart scout would have rash actions.

Since seeing the sacrifice of Hu Zhiqiang and Zhang Xu, Luo Er said little, and the dull atmosphere has always enveloped the soldiers around him. No one spoke anymore, and he was silent.

Everyone almost blindly trusted Luo Er, believing that he could handle the current dilemma; but this trust made him hesitate to get off the bus.

Retreat, Luo Er pulled Xiao Zhang, "It's about to get off the car, you", pointed to the cab in front, with his palm retracted and pulled it around his neck.

Xiao Zhang nodded, Luo Er's steady voice made him feel very comfortable; thud, the bullet was loaded, the security was closed, and his eyes were fixed on Luo Er, but Xiao Zhang didn't say anything.

Following the road, the truck pounded right and turned around a mountain, and in front of him was a big river that began to thaw; Park Ji-sun, who had been silent, saw the wide Han River through the gaps in the canvas, uneasyly tugging Luo Er's clothes.

He patted his wife on the shoulder and Luo Er also saw that he not only saw the floating bridge built by the US military on the Han River, the highly alert machine guns, but also saw the Dacheng Mountain in the distance.

When they looked at each other with Xiao Zhang, Luo Er's eyes were a little dim. I didn't know if the old host was still there or if the Guangfa Temple was still there.

Similarly, the convoy successfully passed the pontoon bridge first and moved quickly along the south bank of the Han River.

On the left is a mountain, and on the right is the rushing Han River. It’s time to get off the bus. If you don’t get off, you will go directly into the Seoul area.

Luo Er looked carefully at Dacheng Mountain in the distance and nodded at Xiao Zhang.

As he got up, Park Ji-sun was on the right and Luo Er was on the left, and grabbed the tarp at the back of the carriage. Lin Xingguo and Lin Tao held the gun and lay on the bag, loading the bullets.

Without hesitation, Luo Er and Park Ji-sun pulled away the tarpaulin respectively and saw the surprised driver on the truck behind and the puzzled soldier.

The bright light shone through Lin Xingguo and Lin Tao's eyes, and did not shoot first. "Dadada", Luo Er raised his gun with one hand and fired a shuttle at the truck behind him.

"Silly, open fire," Luo Er shouted and woke up the dizzy Lin Xingguo and Lin Tao, and suddenly pulled the trigger.

"Dadada" is worthy of being a master of gun playing. Luo Er's bullet just burned the glass of the truck behind. Lin Xingguo and Lin Tao's shots not only made two scarlet flowers bloom on the glass, but also exploded the two tires of the truck.

The moment Luo Er opened fire, Xiao Zhang also fired the submachine gun in his hand, "da da da da", and thirty bullets swept across it, penetrated the canvas and thin iron sheet, knocking the driver and the soldiers escorting the car into the cab.

The truck behind him twitched into the ditch on the side of the road, and the slanted body made the American soldiers in the car exposed to the muzzle. "Dada", Lin Xingguo and Lin Tao, who had been carrying two submachine guns, fired all the bullets alternately, and did not allow the enemy to fight back a few times.

Although it is dangerous to open fire at the same time, it is also a difficult choice. Luo Er didn't want to have two guns behind him.

Fortunately, the truck Luo Er and his friends were riding hit the rock on the left and stopped roaring. When they jumped out of the car first, Luo Er raised his hand and threw a grenade onto the road, where the second truck had already rushed over.

"Boom", taking advantage of the explosion smoke, Luo World War II got out of the car and rushed into the deep ditch next to the road.

Luo Er did not dare to go up to the mountain on the left. He knew that this was a small mountain. Once trapped on it, it would be difficult to break through.

Now, the ideal route is to quickly cross the Han River, turn north, break through the hilly areas, and then cross the Han River, and enter Dacheng Mountain.

From the north to the north of Dacheng Mountain, it is full of steep and rugged mountains.

However, Luo Er, who was running in the gully, clearly heard that on the road more than 100 meters behind him, more than a dozen soldiers had jumped out of the truck and rushed over with guns.

"Dadada", flying bullets passed over the head, and even hit the stones beside them, splashing tiny sparks.

It is impossible to cross the Han River without killing these pursuers. "Lin Xingguo and Lin Tao, hide on the spot and wait for the signal to open fire." Luo Erjian cut off the order, leaving two soldiers, hid in the grass, and did not care about the departure of his comrades.

In those years, the orders were like mountains.
Chapter completed!