Chapter 437:

Mai Xia entered the mist again and found that it is better to drive on longer flat slopes. Then it rose. On the crest of the wave, Li Bai saw the sun. At present, Mai Xia is immersed in bright sunlight, looking down at the broad road, which winds past and reaches a pass within the range. Li Huai had expected this. This is a way to get to the pass, which is a few miles south of the house where Maisha lived.
Then, when Li Huai looked south, Li Huai saw what he had been looking at for several days. A small hill divides the valley, and on the top of the hill is a pile of rocks. That was Li Huai's lifelong dream.
In this regard, Li Huai quickly took responsibility. "There is a fortress of Mai Xia," Li Badi cried. If Mai Xia arrives there, Mai Xia can keep it for a week. Sit down and ride it.
Maisha knocked down the hillside like a man, and even Branquilon insisted firmly in the twists and turns. Currently, Maisha is on the road, passing infantry, gun troops and empty trucks. Li Badi noticed that most of them seem to be declining, but rarely rising. Hussein screamed a few words in Turkish, which allowed Maisha to pass, but in fact, Maisha's crazy speed made them stare. From the corner of Li Huai's eyes, Li Huai saw the red beans falling from most of his packages, and it seemed to be full of colorful dizziness. Chaos. But apart from that hill, Li Huai almost didn't expect anything.
No horse can be so steep. Maixia urged them to enter the hollow area, then hurriedly got off the car, humped the backpack, and then began to struggle on the side of Castrol. It was covered with boulders and covered it up, and it was needed soon. Because, looking back, Li Huai saw Mai Xia's followers on the road above Mai Xia, preparing to shoot.
Under normal circumstances, Mai Xia would have been easy to identify, but fortunately, now, there are wisps of mist around the wispy hole. The rest of the people can take care of themselves, so Li Badi clung to him and used the least exposed route to completely breathe him. Bullets scattered on the rocks from time to time, and one unhappily sang near Li Badi's head. In this way, Maisha covered three-quarters of the distance, only a dozen yards away, and the slowly dropped to the edge of Kranz.
Injured, this is Mai Xia's only casualty. There was no other use but to hug him, so Li Huai threw off his shoulders, with broken hearts on the last lap. At that time, the work was very lively, the bullets were heavy around Maisha, but everyone in Maisha reached Kranz safely, and the short-term battle brought Maisha to the edge. Li Badi put Castrol inside and began to prepare for Mai Xia's defense.
Mai Xia has no time to do it. The thin mist loomed out, squatting down. The place where Mai Xia lives is a natural fortress, except that there are no loopholes or sandbags. Mai Xia had to raise his head to shoot the basket, but the perfect fire scene brought by the last dozen yards of the glacier reduced the danger. Li Badi posted these people, and then waited, Bren Keelon's white face insisted on sharing his share, announcing that it was convenient for him to hold a gun before.
Li Huai gave the order, and no one wanted to shoot until the enemy slipped from the rock to the glacier. Things are right around the top, Maixia must pay attention to all aspects to prevent them from causing Maixia to fall into the flanks or behind. Hussein's rifle is currently being fired from the rear, so Li Huai's preventive measures are not unnecessary.
Mai Xia made three fair shots, even though Mai Xia did not reach Peter's miraculous level, and his companions also did good practice. Mauser is the weapon Li Huai knows best, and Li Huai did not miss too much. The attackers have never had a chance, because their only hope is to catch up with Maisha in number, and the whole party is not more than two dozen, they are too few. Li Huai believes that Mai Xia killed three people because their bodies were lied and at least six were injured, while the rest fell to the road. After a quarter of an hour, everything was over.
"They are Kurdish dogs," Li Huai heard Hussein say harshly. "Only Kurds will be angry with the Kaaba uniform."
Then, Li Huai had a good understanding of red beans. He threw away the shawl and shawl, and stood up in the strangest costume ever worn in battle. Somehow, he bought field boots and an old pair of breeches. Above these, reaching far below the middle of him, he has a wonderful silk gib or light green ephod. Li Huai calls it silk, but it is silk that Li Huai has never heard of. It is so delicate in the mesh, and has such a luster and depth. There are some strange patterns woven on the , which Li Huai cannot track under the dim light. Li Huai promised that no rare or expensive clothes were exposed to lead on the hills in the cold winter.
Hongdou didn't seem to be aware of his clothes. His eyes, no longer exhausted, scanned the hole. "That's just a prelude," he cried. The opera is about to begin. Mai Xia must redouble our efforts in these gaps, otherwise they will push Mai Xia away from a thousand yards. "
At the same time, Li Huai roughly wrapped Brenkeelung's wound with the linen provided by Hussein. It was from a bouncing bullet that pierced his left shin. Then, Li Huai started the earthwork together with others and completed the fortifications. This work is no easy task, because Mai Xia can only be farmed with a knife and has to dig deep under the snow-covered gravel. At work, Li Huai counted the shelters.
The Castrol is about 10 yards in diameter, its interior is filled with rocks and loose stones, and its railings are roughly four feet high. The fog has cleared a considerable space, and Li Huai can see the surrounding environment. In the empty west, the road that Mai Xia once walked, now, the remnants of the chase gather here. In the north, the hills descend steeply to the bottom of the valley, but in the south, a ridge closes the view after the dump. To the east is the main fork that Li Huai guessed, and another creek, which is obviously the main road leading to the pass, because Li Huai saw that it was crowded with transportation vehicles. The two roads seemed to converge somewhere south of Li Hui's line of sight.
Li Huai guessed that Mai Xia could not be too far away, because the gunshots sounded very close, both the sharp cracks of field weapons and the deeper bombing of howitzers. What's more, Li Huai could hear the barking of the machine gun and the joy among the dogs. Li Huai even saw the explosion of Russian shells, apparently trying to reach the main road. A big guy (eight inches from one of the guards landed less than ten yards to the east of Mai Xia, and another landed in the hole through Mai Xia. These are obviously long-range shots. Li Huai wants to know that the Russians are high. Whether there is an observation post to mark them. If so, they might try the curtain soon. Maisha should be close to its edge. If Maisha becomes the target of friendly shells, it would be a strange irony.
"Li Huai is Lord Harry," Li Huai heard Hongdou say, "If Mai Xia has a machine gun, Mai Xia can separate this place from the division."
"What price shells?" Li Bad asked. "If they shoot, they can blow up Maisha in ten minutes."
His answer was: "Please God, the Russians have kept them too busy for this."
Li Huai looked at the enemy on the road with anxious eyes. They seem to have increased in number. They also signaled, and the white flag was flying. Then the mist rolled down on Mai Xia again, and Mai Xia's foreground was limited to ten yards of steam.
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