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文炳顺着小河向下游跑了一段，找不到可以过河的地方。而后面已经可以看到追兵影影绰绰的人影了。
                                                                                                                                                                “娘的，拼了！”文炳把玉华放下来，将子弹压上膛。
                                                                                                                                                                “炳，把枪给我。”
                                                                                                                                                                “什么？”
                                                                                                                                                                “把枪给我吧，我是女的，你有劲儿可以使刺刀，我手里也得有个家伙。”
                                                                                                                                                                “好吧。”文炳不疑有他，把刺刀从汉阳造上拔下来拿在手里，把枪递给坐在地上的玉华，又把子弹带解下来，扔在地上。
                                                                                                                                                                “会使吗？”
                                                                                                                                                                “你教我。”
                                                                                                                                                                文炳手把手地教给玉华上膛击发的方法，教完了，玉华亲手把一发子弹顶上膛，然后说：“炳，你走吧。”
                                                                                                                                                                “什么？”文炳吃惊地看着玉华：“你说什么？”
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                              

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