Many times, plans never catch up with changes.
Zhang Heng waited until the gunshots were far away before reaching the initial point of firefight. He minimized the risk as much as possible, but he did not expect an accident. The first batch of Soviet soldiers came back much earlier than expected.
It is meaningless to regret and complain at this time, Zhang Heng can only lower his body and flee in the opposite direction.
And he was immediately spotted by those Soviet soldiers as soon as he moved.
At this time, I have to praise the Soviet Union’s logistics department. In the winter war, the uniforms of Soviet soldiers were mainly khaki. In the vast white snow, they were as dazzling as scarabs in the land. The casualty rate is not unrelated to this.
Zhang Heng didn't need to look back to know that the Soviet soldiers must be picking up their guns and loading them. Fortunately, the long-distance running exercise he had been insisting on came in handy at this time. Although there were gunshots in his ears, the bullets fell far away from his body.
Zhang Heng didn't dare to take it lightly, and ran all the way until his physical strength was almost exhausted before stopping, holding on to a fir tree and panting heavily.
He knew that he should be safe for the time being. In comparison, those Soviet soldiers carried more weight than him, and they probably didn't have much strength left after chasing them, so they shouldn't be able to catch up in a short time.
Taking advantage of this time, Zhang Heng opened the rucksack and checked the results of his adventure. From top to bottom, there were personal hygiene products, spare foot bindings, tableware and combat rations... The foot bindings were regarded as Soviet troops. It can keep warm to a certain extent, and can also reduce the wear and tear on the feet. As for the combat ration, it mainly consists of black bread, sausage made of unknown meat, and a small packet of black tea.
In addition, Zhang Heng also found two boxes of canned beef and a lighter. These two items, especially the latter, were quite rare in the Soviet Union, where the light industry was relatively backward at that time. Zhang Heng recalled the two dead bodies before and found them There is a certain difference in clothing.
Another dead Soviet soldier didn't seem to have a red five-star cuff, so it seems that the owner of this backpack is probably still an officer.
It's a pity that bullets don't distinguish between high and low on the battlefield. In other words, the more an officer is, the more likely he is to be the first target of the enemy's attack. That unlucky guy was shot in the face by at least three or four bullets, and he couldn't be more dead.
Zhang Heng kept avoiding looking at the bloody face when he took off his clothes, but no matter what, he was quite satisfied with the harvest this time, at least it solved the most urgent problem of keeping out the cold and supplies.
Then he checked the gun in his hand. China's gun control is extremely strict. Except for some special professions, most people have only seen the corresponding props in movies. Zhang Heng is no exception. He doesn't know this gun. From the name, it can be barely seen that this should be a revolver. There are seven bullet slots in the revolver. However, it has been fired twice before, and now there are only five bullets with bullets left.
It was only then that Zhang Heng realized that he ran too fast just now, and was too busy picking up the bullets in his armed belt because he was so busy with his gun.
But five shots are better than nothing.
It's a pity that there are only handsome shots of the protagonist loading and pulling the trigger in the movie. The structure of the real pistol is much more complicated. After Zhang Heng fiddled with it for a while, he didn't know how to take out the two empty shell casings, so he had to put the pistol close to his body first. good.
He opened the iron kettle and drank a few sips of water, and his strength recovered a little.
Because he was worried that the ghosts of the Soviet soldiers behind him would linger, Zhang Heng didn't stop longer, and continued to trek into the depths of the woods. It was not until nightfall that he was sure that he was basically out of danger.
The vision at night was very poor. Those Soviet soldiers were unfamiliar with the forest, and they had to worry about the elusive Finnish guerrillas. It was impossible to continue searching.
So Zhang Heng also stopped, and decided to eat something first and refresh himself.
He opened his backpack and took out a piece of black bread.
This kind of bread first originated in Germany, and later spread to Eastern Europe and Russia. It is not really black, but the color is darker. Don’t underestimate this thing. During World War II, the staple food of the German and Soviet troops was black bread. According to records, this thing saved at least 400,000 Soviet lives and maintained the combat effectiveness of nearly 10 million troops. Of course, the taste is another matter.
Zhang Heng cut a piece with the knife in his bag and tasted it. It was sour and salty, and the taste was very rough, and it was as hard as in the legend. During a time when supplies were scarce, if the danger of war was not considered, the current environment was much better than his first round start.
The only trouble was that he couldn't make a fire, not a technical problem. Even without the lighter Zhang Heng in his rucksack, he could still light up the fire. However, the light of the fire was too conspicuous in the dark. This forest is too strange, whether it is the distribution of the Soviet army or the Finnish guerrillas, he has his eyes darkened.
Zhang Heng didn't know where the enemy would come from, and he didn't even know whether his current direction was getting closer or further away from the battle zone of the two sides. So far, he has fully realized how cruel the reality is. How difficult it is to survive this war.
The only thing that comforted him was the [Shadow Moment] in his arms. The three-minute shadow state was his trump card to save his life. Unfortunately, there were only two chances, and Zhang Heng did not intend to use it lightly until the last moment.
He found a place where he could take shelter from the wind, wrapped himself in a military overcoat, and lay down. As a result, he was woken up three times by freezing. The coldness of the winter of 1939 seemed to rank among the top ten in Finnish history. There was no bonfire for warmth. It's a tough test for anyone.
If it weren't for the Soviet sheepskin military uniform on his body, Zhang Heng doubted that he wouldn't be able to survive the night.
Finally, until the sun rose the next day, he didn’t care about the danger, picked up some branches around, lit a small fire with a lighter, and warmed his hands and feet that were about to lose consciousness. The pot of water, however, has been completely frozen into an ice lump after a night.
So Zhang Heng also threw the kettle by the fire, and roasted an unknown sausage in his backpack by the way.
Ten minutes later, Zhang Heng got up reluctantly, put out the fire with snow, and at the same time picked up the sausage on top and took a bite, probably because the taste of the sausage was not as bad as imagined because of the black bread as the base , inside... It's not common pork, beef and mutton, but it's still edible.
While eating bread and sausages, Zhang Heng thought about his next plan, but unfortunately, he didn't think of any good solution to the current situation until after breakfast.
ps: Read the message and everyone is interested in the machine gun yesterday. The gun is a 7.62mm Degtyarov D-28 squad light machine gun. It was designed in 1926 and equipped with the Soviet Army in 1928. It was used in the Winter War appeared in.
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