Zhang Lu carefully looked at the three major precautions on the letter paper.

I'm afraid of rain.

Second, I am afraid of crossing the river.

Three fears of the mud.

The mud is easy to understand, and it can be trapped like a swamp.

But it rains and crosses the river, what's there to be afraid of?

Zhang Lu looked at the female soldiers with questions.

An Ran said slowly: "The meadow is difficult to walk. If it rains, the soles of your feet will become softer and slipperier. If you are not careful, you will fall and fall into the mud."

"What about crossing the river? We have all broken through the big rivers. What's the point of fearing about the small rivers in the meadow? Are there crocodiles?" Zhang Lu asked.

Tang Xinyi continued: "There are no crocodiles, but there are many rivers on the grass. Some are a little shallow. Some are more turbulent and sad. If it rains, it will be even more difficult."

"In my memoirs, the old Red Army said that almost every time a river crosses, even a small river one meter deep, soldiers fall down."

"If there is a sudden heavy rain, the river water will rise sharply and the rapids will be rolling, and it will be washed away and swallowed by the heavy water."

It's not raining now, and the mud is the most difficult problem for female soldiers to bear.

"I'll try the power of the sludge first!"

Zhang Lu walked into the grassland.

The vegetation grown in swamps is mainly hidden in shui grass, urla moss, sea leeks, etc., forming meadows.

Under the meadow, the water is black and muddy, with no knees in shallow areas and no tops in deep areas.

Zhang Lu stepped on the meadow and went deeper for more than ten meters.

The raised right foot just fell down.

Sudden.

It feels like I am stepping on a trap, and I feel like I am missing the air.

Buzz!

At this moment, my mind also issued a warning.

Zhang Lu had amazing adaptability. With a kick in his left foot, he ejected himself from the mud.

The sank of people is fatal here, with thick meadows covering the surface, and you can't see the situation below at all.

The muscles in Zhang Lu's eyes trembled a few times.

The eyes of the other shore.

The penetrating gaze swept over.

But there is still a layer of water under the meadow, and under the water is covered with brown soil. On the surface, it is impossible to see if there will be a trap below.

I can’t see the mud, but the warning in my mind must be stepped on before I can send out the warning.

But it is too slow and if you don’t have time to react in an instant, you will be trapped in.

After all, the grassland is dead and there is no automatic attack on Zhang Lu.

Even if Zhang Lu has strong early warning ability, he cannot sense it.

"I can't sense this mud, it's a little trouble!" Zhang Lu said to the female soldiers.

"Let's try it."

The female soldiers also had the ability to warn the crisis, and the group walked into the grass and walked with caution.

When the feeling of hiding out of the air appeared, the hairs on the arms stood up, and the female soldiers did not react slowly and jumped aside.

He Lu wiped the sweat beads from her forehead and said, "According to the memoirs, the old Red Army soldier once said that if he was trapped in the mud, he could move his body slowly and use the ropes to slowly pull the other party out."

"Everyone can't sense the mud, so they can only stay calm and move up slowly when they are trapped in."

Seeing that everyone's faces were very serious, Tan Xiaolin cheered: "If we want to successfully cross the grassland, we must solve all problems."

"We can do the problems that revolutionary martyrs can solve!"

"At present, our biggest problem is the food problem!"

"When it comes to eating, I remember a story that happened in the grassland."

Ye Cunxin is a domineering student: "When we were in school, we all read the golden fish hook."

"In the autumn of 1935, the Red Fourth Front Army entered the grassland, and many comrades suffered from gastrointestinal diseases."

"The instructor sent the kitchen squad leader to take care of the three sick young soldiers. These three soldiers could not walk fast. Along the way, the old squad leader led the sick young soldiers to take a break. When he arrived at the camp, he went everywhere to find wild vegetables and cook with barley noodles."

"I finished eating barley noodles, but I had nothing to eat. The old squad leader was anxious as he watched the sick little soldier lose weight day by day."

"One day, while he was washing clothes by the river, he saw a fish jumping out of the water. He was overjoyed and ran back and made a sewing needle into a fish hook."

"The sick little soldier can drink fish soup every day, and the old squad leader always purses his lips and pretends to have just drunk it, but in fact he is not willing to drink a sip."

"Under the careful care of the old squad leader, the little soldiers got better day by day, but the old squad leader fell down and failed to get out of the grassland."

Everyone has heard of this story.

But when the old squad leader stepped on the grass, listening to this story again, the female soldiers couldn't help it, and their eyes were red.

Tian Guo was jealous and said: "There are too many heroic stories circulating on the grass. Because of the lack of food, many soldiers are sleeping here forever."

"When Mr. Peng saw more and more comrades who died, he ordered his mount to be killed and distributed to the communications class. The comrades in the guard class were used as rations, and also issued a call to "taste hundreds of herbs" to the comrades around him."

"One of the comrades named Zhang Side always tastes wild vegetables before his comrades!"

"Once before he fainted from poisoning, he asked his comrades around him to comrade others as quickly as possible, not to eat this wild vegetable... This kind of story of self-sacrificing oneself is everywhere in this grassland."

Tan Xiaolin nodded and said, "As a modern soldier, I will never forget the past and the future. I also have a story to share with you."

"The villagers in northern Shaanxi once saw more than 40 soldiers leaning against each other, starving to death at the entrance of the village."

"They all have weapons and bullets, but they never entered the village until their deaths, asking for food."

"Why?" Zhang Lu asked in confusion.

Tan Xiaolin said: "Because Chiang asked someone to spread news that the Red Army would not grow anywhere, and would rob food and kill people, and do everything wrong."

"So, these more than 40 Red Army soldiers would rather starve to death than enter the village, which would have a bad impression and influence on the villagers."

"Later, after this incident was spread by the villagers, the Red Army would rather starve to death than understand the spirit of the common people's grass and trees, which moved thousands of Chinese people from different ethnic groups."

"They saved money, mobilized the team, carried food, and followed the Red Army to carry out the revolution!"

"What is military soul? It's hard to summarize, but the discipline is as iron as iron, absolutely!"

Zhang Lu looked at the grassland and couldn't help but see a picture in his mind. The Red Army fought bravely, and behind them were thousands of ordinary people.

Under the will of mankind, nothing can be overcome!

Just after Huo Fenghuang and others stepped into the grass, Chamberlain and Mao Yisheng were already sitting on the helicopter.

"The Red Army soldiers spent seven days and seven nights to walk through this 500-mile grassland. I wonder how many days my junior brother and others could pass here." Mao Yisheng said.

Chamberlain frowned slightly and said, "In addition to three major fears, there are also three major difficulties on the grass."

"The first is that it's difficult to eat."

"The second is the difficulty of camping."

"The third is hard to keep the cold."
Chapter completed!