Chapter 1167

Should it be so serious? We, we are really worried about Gu Zheng.

After saying these words, Wang Pai felt even worse in his heart.

After such a long time, this is not a confined space. If Gu Zheng is still alive, we should give them some responses.

Judging from the current situation, I'm afraid that people are gone.

But their search must go on, because even if they finally find Gu Zheng's body, they will take people back to the barracks.

As a hero in this war, he should be buried in the martyrs' cemetery and remembered by all people.

Also let his family know his burial place. Even if it is a memorial, people should have a dignified return.

We can't... we can't let the hero be buried in the ruins of this place... Gu Zheng is too pitiful because he can't rest quietly because of this war that doesn't know how long it will last.

Thinking of the king platoon here, he immediately removed Miao Jiu's engineer shovel, handed the sharp weapon of digging trenches and tunnels to the urgent soldier, and made a temporary task for Gu Zheng: "all staff listen to my instructions..."

"In the five minutes that the subsequent Army division did not arrive here, we spent three minutes to dig quickly."

"If we don't find it this time, we will continue to get close according to the original plan until the end of the counterattack. We are turning our heads and continuing to look for it."

"If we can't find it one day, we'll find it one year. If we can't find it one year, we'll find it one year."

"As long as Gu Zheng is still here, I believe we will find him sooner or later."

"At that time, all members of our investigation platoon will become a complete group again and will never be separated from each other!"

Speaking of this, platoon leader Wang couldn't say any more. His voice seemed to be stuck by something. He couldn't say a word.

He could only suppress his impending sadness by lowering his head and desperately excavating the ruins, and his reaction led the team members behind him to act together.

One, two

More and more people pick up their own tools from all directions and dig hard without saying a word.

But as their movements moved faster and faster, the sound of crying was heard in the quiet field of the sound of the shovel.

"Woo woo..."

The sound of low sobbing sounded like an uncontrolled gap opened at the gate of the towering flood, which made more cries come from the whole venue one after another.

At this time, Wang Pai couldn't suppress his emotions. He really didn't have the strength to cheer for his team members.

Just, just, even if the big guy cries, he lowers his voice. Without exposing himself, it's much better to let them vent than to hold it in his heart.

But just when everyone was pinching the time to stop... The other person was crying, but he stopped crying. Miao Jiu found a clue when he went down with a shovel.

"Platoon leader! Come on!! AI Dang! Come on! Old class!! old class!!"

His voice was so excited that he lost his voice and trembled like a hoarse voice.

His strange situation here also made people familiar with him rush over at the first time.

"What's the matter?"

……

"Come on!! look down here. Is there a big pit here? The soil here is all traces of newly turned over!"

Hearing what Miao Jiu said, everyone looked at Miao Jiu's fingers.

Sure enough, there was a big gap under the ruins and garbage gathering place like a firewood pile.

Because of the darkness, squad leader Gong immediately opened the flashlight, looked inside along the white light column, and saw a concave pit in the middle of the ruins.

"Great, great!"

This is the hope.

"Everyone, come and help! Listen to my command and carry down the largest beam above!"

I don't know how Gu Zheng climbed down. There's no place around this ruined fortress where a big living man can get in.

When seven or eight guys worked hard to carry down the heavy bricks and wood on the wall, they couldn't even care about the pain on their shoulders. They picked up the shovel and dug for a while.

"I see! There are people!"

Yes, there is a green figure in that not shallow pit.

This military uniform, which has never been washed clean, has only the taste of pancreas and no half sweat smell, is now a little gray and pitiful, but none of the people who found this military uniform disliked its earthy color.

It was obvious that Miao Jiu, the thinnest of the rescue workers, slipped out and crawled down to the ground. He pulled open the obstacles in front, turned forward directly, and threw himself into the dark ditch.

"Gu Zheng... Gu Zheng?"

……

The pit was still quiet and scary. There was so much movement outside, but the man lying flat in the pit didn't move for half a minute.

……

"No, I won't... woo woo..."

Because of fear, Miao Jiu crawled just half a meter away from Gu Zheng, but he didn't even have the courage to move forward.

For those who have been on the battlefield, what he fears is not the dead body, but the death of his comrades in arms.

He was afraid to touch Gu Zheng's cold skin, his heart that no longer beat, and his fist that would never shine on him again.

These are the reasons for his fear.

But the teammates squatting behind him and still struggling to dig, these soldiers who are about to exceed the specified travel time, are still waiting for his feedback.

Escape is never the right way to solve the problem. Miao Jiu took a deep breath, restrained the tears that came out again, and touched Gu Zheng's body in a blur.

Well, it's a little dark

This should be the cheek. It's hot. It's hot! It's hot!!!

Miao Jiu, who found this phenomenon, slid down his hand and touched Gu Zheng's neck artery.

When his fingers were about to press on Gu Zheng's neck, "pa"... Miao Jiu's palm was caught by a hand that suddenly appeared in the dark.

The strength of this hand is not big, but the meaning of stopping it is particularly obvious.

"Yes, is that you? Gu Zheng?"

When Miao Jiu was grabbed by someone, his snot finally flowed down.

He's still alive, still alive