It was supposed to be a casual game, but the Long March dungeon brought tears to everyone's eye

It was the company commander's voice.

The old squad leader's expression changed, and he subconsciously tried to pull his hand back.

"Release your arms! The company commander is here!" The old sergeant lowered his voice and said urgently.

"Don't let him see! If he does, he'll have to replace me!"

In the Red Legion, wounded soldiers are forced to leave the front lines, especially assault teams like the elite squads that must maintain peak combat effectiveness.

If the company commander saw that the old sergeant's hand was useless like this, he would definitely order him to hand over command and go to the rear to recuperate.

But once he leaves, when will he be able to return to the team?

The Luding Bridge was still ahead, a life-or-death ordeal for the entire army. How could the old sergeant possibly leave at this time?

"Hawkeye!" Crazy Brother suddenly shouted.

Actually, even without Kuang Ge shouting, Eagle Eye had already moved the moment he heard the company commander's voice.

He silently took a big step to the side, seemingly casually standing on the line connecting the old squad leader and the entrance to the mountain road.

It was like a wall, completely blocking the view from below.

"Squad leader, hurry up!"

Hawkeye, with his back to the old sergeant, held his gun, pretending to be on guard and observing, his voice low and calm.

"It will take about thirty seconds for the company commander to come up; this is a blind spot."

The other soldiers in the elite squad seemed to ignore everything and continued with their own tasks.

"You..." The old squad leader looked at the group of soldiers with mixed feelings.

Even the "newcomers" like Crazy Brother and Hawkeye seemed to be very familiar with his old squad leader's temperament.

It's very familiar, very familiar.

Ruan Ruan quickened her movements, no longer caring about being gentle.

She used her knuckles to scrape hard across the old squad leader's bruised forearm, trying to disperse the accumulated blood.

"Scream if it hurts, don't hold it in," Ruanruan growled softly, her voice trembling with tears.

The old squad leader gritted his teeth and refused to shout, swallowing back the series of muffled groans.

Less than thirty seconds.

"Elite Squad! Elite Squad!"

The company commander appeared at the pass.

He was covered in mud, clearly having slipped and fallen several times while rushing around, and his face was bruised.

"arrive!"

The old squad leader suddenly roared.

He forcefully broke free from the soft hand, quickly put his right hand behind his back, straightened his military cap with his left hand, and straightened his back.

Although his face was deathly pale and he was covered in cold sweat, his spirit and energy remained undiminished.

Hawkeye moved a perfect step to the side, "giving up" his view, and saluted at the same time.

"Company Commander!"

The company commander rushed forward, his eyes sharp as lightning, and sized up the old squad leader.

His gaze lingered for a moment on the old squad leader's slightly stiff right shoulder.

Kuang Ge's heart was in his throat.

"How is it? Are the casualties high?" the company commander asked.

"Reporting, Company Commander!" The veteran squad leader's voice was strong, though his lips were still twitching slightly. "The entire elite squad is alive! We've wiped out an entire enemy platoon! We've taken Pusagang!"

"Good! Well done!" The company commander patted the old sergeant's left shoulder heavily. "I knew you were tough as nails!"

As he spoke, the company commander turned around and pointed to the mountain road winding through the clouds ahead.

"The regimental commander said that this battle was fought brilliantly! But..." The company commander's tone suddenly turned serious as he changed the subject, "We don't have time to celebrate."

"The regimental headquarters has ordered that the entire regiment must reach Luding Bridge in two days! That's another 250 li (approximately 125 kilometers) of mountain road!"

"And what's more, they're all these kinds of treacherous roads!"

In fact, it's not just the Ghost Road.

This so-called 250-mile mountain road is actually the straight-line distance!

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" The company commander raised an eyebrow as he looked at the silent crowd.

"No!" the old squad leader roared, his voice booming. "As long as I have a breath left, I'll crawl to the Luding Bridge!"

"Alright!" The company commander nodded. "Then you'll continue to be the spearhead!"

"I won't send you more men or resupply you, because we're running out of supplies!"

"You and your men, even if you have to bite, you must bite your way through!"

"yes!"

Without saying another word, the company commander turned and hurriedly left with his communications officer, as he still needed to coordinate with the troops behind him to cross the pass.

After the company commander's figure disappeared into the rain and mist, the old squad leader's straight back hunched slightly.

He was breathing heavily, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead and nose.

My right hand was still trembling slightly behind my back. The tension from that moment had amplified the pain.

"Alright, stop standing there." The old squad leader caught his breath and looked at the soldiers around him.

"Didn't you hear what the company commander said? It's over 250 li, even iron feet would wear down."

"Get the team together quickly, let's go!"

After saying that, the old squad leader started walking forward.

Suddenly, his body swayed.

While he was forming a human ladder, not only his hands but also his right knee were under tremendous pressure.

With this sudden movement, it was a bit too much for it to handle.

One hand supported the old squad leader.

It's Crazy Bro.

"What are you doing?" the old squad leader glared. "I can walk!"

Kuang Ge didn't say anything, he just slowly squatted down.

He looked down at the old squad leader's straw sandals, which were worn down to the point where his toes were showing.

The shoelaces came undone.

It was softened and loosened by being soaked in mud.

Kuang Ge reached out and carefully picked up the muddy straw rope, gently tying it tight and knotting it.

Then, the excess straw rope was carefully tucked into the old sergeant's shoe to prevent him from tripping during the march.

"Class monitor."

Kuang Ge squatted on the ground, not looking up, his voice muffled.

"This hand... is still needed for building the Luding Bridge."

Crazy Brother's fingers paused for a moment on the old squad leader's shoe.

Use it sparingly.

The old sergeant looked down at the soldier squatting at his feet and paused for a moment.

Then a helpless yet gentle smile slowly appeared on his face.

"shit."

The old squad leader raised his leg and gently kicked Crazy Brother's butt.

This kick wasn't delivered with force, like a father disciplining a disobedient son.

"My hands are made of iron, they won't break," the old squad leader said with a laugh.

"Why are you being so dramatic? Crying over tying your shoelaces?"

"Get up! Don't embarrass me!"

Kuang Ge was kicked so hard that he stood up, wiped the rain off his face, and grinned.

"Who's crying? Hehe, it's just rain getting in their eyes."