The mud made his body dirty and sticky. Shuo Yu touched his eyes to make himself see more clearly, but he could not see anything. She had already left. She was not one of those who asked to go home. This was her home.

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A few days later, at the Jiqi Hill position, Clauber followed Silasila. This guy only had three things to do in a day: eating, sleeping and firing artillery, and the last one was much more important than the first two.

Shuoyu heard his voice and crawled out of his cave. He had gone to the west coast to buy a batch of goods yesterday, and his cave was full of them. He stood on tiptoe in the trench and watched Crowber suggesting behind Si La Si La whether to fire a shot.

"The weather is nice today, Captain, do you want to fire a shot? Captain, do you want to fire a shot?"

Si La Si La was walking back and forth on the battlefield, occasionally picking up the telescope on his neck to look towards the west bank. The Death Star who was following him, along with Li Wula and the others, heard that the artillery was going to be fired again, and quickly found a nearby anti-artillery hole to hide in.

Shuo Yu didn't hide, but came over and looked at their leader.

"Captain, why fire one round? If we're going to fight, why don't we fire three?"

He turned around and looked at Cropper, who hadn't run away either. He made a three with his hand and shook it. Three was such an auspicious number.

"That's right, Captain, let's fire three rounds?" Klauber agreed, even his eyes were smiling. He also agreed very much with the suggestion of firing three rounds.

"Three shots?" Silasila looked hesitant, one hand touching his chin, as if thinking about something. Shuoyu said it before he could speak, and waved at Clauber.

"The commander said, fire three shots!"

"Okay, okay!"

Klauber glanced at their regimental commander, then at Banxian'er, and with a dexterity that a fat man didn't have, he quickly called on a few people to help him push out the only cannon of their regiment. Now their regiment has three cannons, one 75mm mountain cannon and two 37mm small cannons. Life has also improved. The Sichuan Army has even set up an artillery squad with the three cannons, just to ensure the daily firing of a cannon.

The guys who heard the news of the cannon shot quickly went into the cave, huddled themselves in place, and shouted loudly so that the other guys could hear, "Don't just stand there stupidly,

"Here it comes again, here it comes again, hide in the hole, hide in the hole, fire the cannon--!"

"Faster, faster—!"

Shuo Yu smiled at their leader. He thought he would be happy, but in fact, he was not. He looked at Shepi and others who were hiding in a hurry with a serious face, and shouted,

"Why are you running? War would be great! Both sides would be reduced to beggars!"

Shuo Yu pulled Si La Si La to dodge the artillery, but the shells had no eyes. He heard them firing three times in a row, one 75mm, two 37mm, and then three 75mm shells, which exploded around them. The accuracy of the other side was pretty good.

After the third round, there is no more.

When the sound of the shells had passed, "Dead, dead, dead" rushed out first, with dust flying all over his body, and continued to shout in full force in the trench,

"What are you hiding from? See? The shells coming from the other side aren't blown by the wind. That's it. They're all beggars!"

Si La Si La left the position in the white smoke that had not yet extinguished. He still had things to do today. Shuo Yu looked at the dusty guys on the position and followed him. Down the mountain, he followed Si La Si La with a small jump, and listened curiously to the tune in Si La Si La's mouth.

"Captain, what are you singing?"

"Ah, you like it?"

“I think it sounds nice.”

"If you go to the grassland sometime, you'll understand. It's the same tune. The spring wind there is so strong it's terrifying—!"

Shuoyu laughed heartily at the face that Silasila made. Actually, he didn't quite understand what their leader was saying, but he just thought it was quite interesting.

At the temporary camp they built at the foot of the mountain, Fanla, Ayi, Bula, and Yaoma were all resting there. They were going to dig a well today. They had a house, a well, and a chicken coop made by Banxianer, in which they kept a few clucking hens for laying eggs.

Manhan was soaked with water, and he called out to people, "Water is coming out!" Everyone gathered around to watch, but few of them actually put in the effort. When Shuoyu arrived, he saw Bu La, Yao Ma, Kang Ya, and the others gathered together, staring blankly, not knowing what to do. They were not as useful as Dou Bing and Manhan, who at least knew to get the tools.

A quarter of an hour later, there was a well in the temporary settlement of Shuoyu and his group. He scooped a ladle of water and tasted it. It was green, natural and pollution-free.

Si La Si La said, "I'm going into the city on official business. Deputy Commander Lin, Adjutant Meng, get in the car, get in the car!" He extended his hand to beckon A Yi and Fan La to get in the car. Kang Ya immediately hurried to drive. Fan La sat on the ground, not knowing what was going on. His small eyes looked at the impetuous commander and asked, "What official business? Young Master Yu is really bothering you right now~!"

"What nonsense! The promised things haven't been given yet. If we delay, something bad will happen. Let's go begging!"

In this world, only their leader can say the word "begging" so confidently, right?

Milong excused himself from work today and went home to see his wife and son. Shuoyu looked down hesitantly at his disheveled clothes, which he dried secretly. Then, as if remembering something, he ran towards the house behind him. As he ran, he turned back to Si La Si La, raised his hand, and asked their leader to take him with him and wait for him.

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