my battlefield my company

Chapter 127 The person who controls the death row (thanks to the book friend Lightning Gou. for the reward)

"The Flying Tigers is the folk abbreviation of the American Volunteer Aid to China Air Force to support the Chinese Air Force during the Anti-Japanese War. It was founded by American flight instructor Claire Lee Chennault. The main working area is Yunnan." Nie Yuanfeng said, "The establishment of the Flying Tigers The time was April [-], and it can be judged from this that the American pilot died in this desert for no more than half a year."

Joel Robles and Matt Baker checked the body of Ensign Alan G. Kirk several times to make sure that there were no bullet wounds on the body.

Chu Ergou judged that the American pilot should have been knocked into a coma when the plane made an emergency landing. When he woke up, the hot desert had dehydrated him. He climbed out of the plane to find water. In the desert, turned into a mummy.

It can also be judged from the matter of the mummy that these corpses cannot be found every moment, all the corpses that died in this desert.

This also shows that the little devil's corpse was placed there premeditatedly. The little devil deliberately put it there to attract corpses and set a trap for the Chinese army.This further confirms what Chu Ergou said, that the corpses are aliens created by little devils.

There is another possibility that these corpses do not eat dried corpses, they just eat carrion, fresh corpses or living people.

Yan Zhi, who has traveled through the future, knows that little devils have committed all sorts of crimes on the battlefield in China. They have done many experiments that violate conscience and inhumanity. They have created germ warfare, poisonous gas, and plague. They are fully capable of creating these harmful things. Corpse.

The little devils must have created these corpses to harm people, but why did they choose to create such terrifying foreign objects in this uninhabited desert?According to common sense, they should have created such harmful things in various war zones densely populated by Chinese people.

Yan Zhi vaguely felt that there must be a huge conspiracy behind the little devil's creation of such a disgusting and terrifying corpse in this place.

Joel Robles, Harold Allen, someone carried the body of the pilot of the Flying Tigers, Second Lieutenant Allen G. Kirk, back to the cockpit of the plane. After this mission is completed, they will apply for the Chinese exam The top U.S. officer in the war zone transported the body of the American pilot back to the United States. He should enjoy the treatment of a hero.

The plane crashed four or five months ago. All useful things on the plane were disassembled and looted by the Japanese. The team members did not find any usable items on the plane, including the gasoline in the plane's fuel tank. The people smoked completely, and the fuel tank cover was also opened by the Japanese, and it was filled with yellow sand.

It has been an hour since the team was trapped on the plane by the corpse, and the distance between them and the devils is getting farther and farther, so they need to speed up their march and race against time to catch up.

Fortunately, there is no wind in the desert so far, so they can continue to follow the devil's footprints.

The climate in the desert is fickle. Now it looks calm and the wind may blow up in the next second.

As long as the wind blows, it only takes a few minutes to completely hide the devil's footprints.

So before the wind blows, everyone should follow the devil's footprints as fast as possible.

Chu Ergou said that the squad is very lucky. If there is wind in the sand when the little devils enter the desert, the squad is now a group of headless flies, and they have no way of knowing where the devils are going.

According to the footprints left by the devils, Chu Ergou judged that the distance between their steps was not large, which indicated that the little devils marched at a relatively slow speed, and this was the best time to catch up with them.

Now based on the footprints of the devils, at least it can be judged that they are walking straight ahead according to the south pointed by the compass. As for where the little devils will start to change direction, no one knows. During this period, everyone can only pray for God's blessing, a miracle can happen, and there will be no wind.

Among the vast crowd of billions, being able to travel through time is a great fortune, so Yan Zhi always thought that his luck was extremely good.

Sure enough, in the next two hours, this desert was really windy.

They came out of the military area and never thought of going into the desert, so they didn't bring enough warm clothes. Once the wind blows in the desert, the people who will blow the sand can't open their eyes. The sand scrapes on the skin like a knife cut generally.

Even if there is no wind, the temperature in the desert at night and at night will gradually drop. Although the team is trying their best to track the rapid march, even so, everyone can feel the chills coming.

Fortunately, each of the soldiers has wine on their bodies, and they can take a sip from time to time to refresh themselves and keep warm.

Although the nighttime temperature in the sand surface is not high, the climate is still dry, and the consumption is much smaller than that in the daytime. The group of people seldom speak, keep in a column, and track forward in parallel at a distance of more than ten meters away from the little devil's footprints. There is no need to worry about the little devil planting landmines ahead, because as long as it is a passive sand surface, under the bright moonlight, it can be seen at a glance from a distance.

Before crossing, Yan Zhi often watched Pei Ye's Survival in the Desert. He knew a lot about the things that need to be paid attention to when walking in the desert at night, and how to save energy when walking in the desert.

However, there is always a big gap between watching TV and reality.

When he actually got to the desert, Yan Zhi realized that the little knowledge he had learned from Mr. Bei was of little use in this vast desert, on the contrary, he was not as capable as Chu Ergou, who was born and raised on the edge of the desert.

Mr. Bei is surviving in the desert, and there is a huge team behind him to provide support, but his small team, Yan Zhi, is now going deep alone, with no supplies, no backup, everything can only rely on themselves.

Master Bei can make mistakes in the desert, and can repeat them over and over again, but any mistake made by the team may wipe out their entire army, and it is enough to bury them in the endless desert.

A group of 16 people, walking in the vast desert, is so insignificant between the sky and the earth.

Therefore, Yan Zhi always believed that he was very lucky. If Chu Ergou hadn't been brought out this time, no one knew where the situation would go.

Most of the soldiers in other companies only know how to fight, eat and sleep, march and gamble for fun, and have a single characteristic.

All the soldiers of Yan Zhi Brothers Company are not good at looking, but they have their own specialties, which is the reason why Yan Zhi used death row prisoners to form Brothers Company in the first place.

The death row prisoners are rebellious one by one, have various shortcomings, but also have their own outstanding advantages.Some of them are unrestrained and unrestrained like wild horses; some are like ferocious and bloodthirsty beasts, brave and good at fighting; Conquer the enemy.

110 What the six death row prisoners need is a person who can understand them and control them.

Yan Zhi is this person.

(End of this chapter)