Teach the third squadron of the brigade, at night.

In the night in the mountains, there are some whizzing sounds of insects, mixed with some rustling sounds made by the thatch swaying.

Eleven people from the 7th Class of the Third District Team were divided into three groups and a pocket was laid in three directions.

Zhuang Yan, Luo Xiaoming and two other students were close to the wall of the teaching brigade behind the wall about twenty meters in front of the clothes drying ground. There were all half-person tall grass there. Everyone was wearing camouflage uniforms and lay in the grass like leopards, with almost no traces seen.

The teaching team is on the back of the mountain, in front of it is an empty training ground, on the left is a pond, on the right is a road leading to the 271st Regiment Cannon Battalion. If you walk along the mountain, the road on the right is the most hidden, and it is the focus of the patrol of the swinging sentry.

It's already past one o'clock, and the first shift is about to change.

You Dongshou returned to the platoon with a gun on his back, but he didn't see anyone coming out for a long time.

Zhuang Yan stretched his waist gently and whispered: "Squad leader, it's been a week. The reconnaissance team probably won't dare to come."

Luo Xiaoming did not move, as if he had not heard the solemn voice.

Suddenly, he touched the solemn beside him with his hand, lowered his voice and said, "Please pay attention to the back mountain on the right, maybe you'll come."

Zhuang Yan immediately became nervous, and his palms felt a little wet.

Another group is behind the canteen. As long as the reconnaissance company soldiers come from a squadron on the right, they will find it first.

According to the prior arrangement, other groups must look at the password of Luo Xiaoming's group. As long as Luo Xiaoming takes action, other groups will come up to help.

Two black shadows rushed out from behind the canteen, with light steps. One of them squatted down on one side of the canteen, hiding in the shadows, and the other ran to the side of the clothes drying field.

The clothes drying yard is on the second floor, which is the roof of the bathroom and toilet on the first floor, and is attached to the queue room of the second floor, the second floor.

The black shadow stopped at the corner below the clothes drying ground, as if listening to something.

Suddenly, like a lizard, he stepped on the sewage pipe on the side of the clothes drying field and climbed up. After a while, the black shadow actually jumped down from the five-meter-high clothes drying field. After a dull sound, it fell steadily on the turf in front of the canteen behind the clothes drying field.

The black shadow rolled away, squatted and stood firm, and made a gesture to another person who was observing the canteen - Success!

"superior!"

Luo Xiaoming gave the order and rushed over like a solemn arrow. The group behind the canteen could not hold back and rushed out of the hidden position.

The group in the canteen first contacted the scouts in the alert position first.

Of course, the soldiers from the reconnaissance company were not vegetarians. They avoided the pedal of one of the students, stepped forward and rushed forward, and passed their hands under their ribs, causing a back drop.

Another student punched him, but unexpectedly, the scouts dodged sideways, grabbed his hand and pulled it, and covered it with a punch, then let it "scream" softly on the ground.

The scout who was stealing clothes had arrived and joined the scout who was in charge of the alert. The three students quickly fell down two. Fortunately, Luo Xiaoming's group of four people had arrived.

"Punch one first! Get caught!" Luo Xiaoming yelled.

He knew that he had to concentrate his strength and defeat one of them one by one. As soon as he came up, he would catch the prisoner with his whistle. He took advantage of his unpreparedness and hugged the scout's legs from behind, pressed his shoulders between his butt, and formed a forward lunge. His subordinates tried hard and lifted up. The scout's legs left the ground and pounced on the ground with a snap.

Another group also arrived. Seeing the scout falling to the ground, they immediately rushed up. The gripping hand and the gripping foot, and they immediately subdued him.

Another scout kicked the solemn waist and kicked him more than a meter away, turning over the ground.

Zhuang Yan grinned in pain and scolded: "Fuck me! It's really here!"

Luo Xiaoming took advantage of the scout's solemn kick as soon as he landed on the ground, hugged his waist from the front, swung it to the left, and tripped him.

He didn't trip over, and the soldier rolled over in the air flexibly, landed on the ground and ran away.

"Run your mother!"

He was kicked solemnly got up from the ground, jumped out suddenly, and chased the escaped scout.

He had already felt cruel in his heart, like a ignited powder barrel.

I was kicked hard by this guy in the waist and turned into a rolling gourd. Not to mention being embarrassed or not, I had already felt a lot of evil fire in my stomach.

After all, he is a pre-order squad leader, how could he suffer in vain?!

The escaped scout was as flexible as a fox. In the blink of an eye, he had climbed up from the wall next to the canteen and walked out.

Zhuang Yan did not hesitate and jumped over the wall.

"Soulous! Come back!"

Luo Xiaoming shouted from behind, but Zhuang Yan was already chasing him.

This is the solemn personality. Once that kind of stubborn temper tantrum strikes you, I won’t be polite if I come!

Luo Xiaoming saw Zhuang Yan's figure disappearing outside the wall, and immediately realized that he could not call Zhuang Yan's stubborn bull.

"Leave three people behind, tie him up, and the others come with me!" He could only greet the others and follow him to chase him.

"This kid!" He cursed in his heart. He was really crazy! He was chasing the mountains in the middle of the night, and he was trying his best to death?!

Outside the wall to the west of the canteen is a fish pond about two acres of land, and there are bushes about two meters wide beside the fish pond.

After Zhuang Yan landed, he was suddenly surprised to find that his speed of climbing over the wall was far beyond imagination.

This is the result of training.

One of the main obstacles in the 400-meter obstacle is a two-meter high wall. The wall of the teaching team is only about this height, and it is easy to get over it.

Under the bright moonlight, the black shadow in front fled desperately towards Feiyun Mountain.

Entering the jungle is his best choice.

But the scout seemed to have forgotten that his opponent was not an ordinary company soldier, but a pre-order squad leader selected from the entire division.

Ordinary soldiers may not be able to catch up with him, but the pre-order squad leader...

That's not necessarily true.

Zhuang Yan kept rushing forward, biting the black shadow tightly. The branches of the bushes and the thatched man were tall, sucking blood marks on his face, and he didn't care.

Anyway, I just want to catch the guy in front of me.

At this moment, Zhuang Yan was not thinking about anything high-end such as the honor of the teaching brigade. He just felt that you kicked me and wanted to run away? Have you ever agreed to it?

He rushed out more than 200 meters and soon turned to the foot of Feiyun Mountain.

There was already a jungle here, and Zhuangyan suddenly felt that she had to lower her head to move forward, otherwise the chaotic branches in front would poke his eyes blind.

He couldn't even stare at the scout in front of him to see where he was running.

However, this has another benefit.

The previous reconnaissance also encountered the same problems as Zhuang Yan.

He had to use his hands and feet to push away the shrubs and branches that were crossing over and under his head to continue moving forward.

The sound of crisp branches breaking and the rustling sound of camouflage shoes stepping on the ground pointing out the correct direction of pursuit for solemnity.

The scout ran fifty or sixty meters in the bushes towards the top of the mountain, and found that he could not get rid of the mad dog-like solemnity behind him.

Suddenly, the sound in front suddenly stopped.

Solemnly rushed to the approximate position where the scout had just appeared.

There is no one there.

Suddenly, Zhuang Yan suddenly heard a soft sound behind her and a secret cry in her heart.

A pair of big hands hugged his legs from behind.

A typical posthumous capture action.

As long as you are hugged, Zhuangyan will definitely lose the center of gravity forward. In order to avoid falling, you must make a forward swollen face, and you must do a forward swollen action to protect yourself.

But in that case, the people behind can control themselves and even punch themselves in the head to get out when they are dizzy.

But the solemn fate should not be eliminated.

This is a jungle, with shrubs and branches everywhere.

In desperation, Zhuang Yan didn't care about so much. He grabbed the branch on his head with both hands, grabbed it tightly and refused to let go.

After two of these, the situation became a little awkward - the scout's safety of the captured prisoners lost its expected role, and he added force on his hands and arrested them solemnly even more dead.

Now, solemnity is like a sandbag hanging from a tree, and the scouts can do nothing.

"grass!"

The other party whispered and turned around and wanted to run away.

After all, Luo Xiaoming and a few students were there behind him, calling here while looking for him.

"Here! This doggy god here!"

Zhuang Yan opened his throat and yelled.

The scout finally gave up and immediately let go and continued to escape.

Solemnly loosen the branches and continue chasing.

He suddenly realized that Luo Xiaoming and Zhou Huping usually let them rush to the mountain if they have anything to do, and at this time they had an unexpected effect.

The rugged mountain roads and messy bushes could not stop the solemnity at all. Even the scout now found that it was really hard to mess with the pre-order class leader who bit his behind him.

The scout was finally annoyed by the solemn mad dog-like pursuit. Running away, I really couldn't get rid of these madmen who were good at fighting in the mountain jungle team.

Male Gobi!
To be continued...