Later, when Si La Si La came, he beat Mi Long half to death in front of the military police and the artillery commander, breaking four wooden sticks. Meng Fanle was watching from the side, thinking that it would be great if the matter could be resolved in this way. After all, Mi Long had no other skills except to take beatings. He could just let him feel the pain for a few days to teach him a lesson.

Later he found out that the person injured by Milong was not an ordinary person, but the nephew of Chen Dayuan, who had interrogated their leader together last time.

This guy is not a good person either. He didn't say a word when he saw their leader beating Milong half to death. He only said one word after the beating.

"I want his legs."

Milong was still a reckless person, he looked at his leader with a smile, signaling him to take action, it didn't matter if it was just a leg, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it. Finally, Milong was like a rich man who wanted money, he found a wooden stick and broke his own leg in front of everyone.

Then he told them with a smile that his wife was pregnant and he was going to be a father again!

He was the one who laughed the happiest among the people present, as if the leg he lost was just an insignificant part of his body. This guy was the captain of the commando team personally appointed by Young Master Yu. After going up and down the Nantian Gate, he was only a little thinner and didn't even have a single scar on his body.

But after the war he became a cripple.

Before leaving, the guy glanced at the rogue-looking Milong, and took a car to the field hospital. He didn't argue with them too much, probably because he wanted to save face. He just asked them to watch their mouths and know what to say and what not to say.

Meng Fanle watched the car leave, the exhaust and smoke covering his face. After a long time, he finally exhaled from his intestines, with a smile on his face exactly the same as Milong's, as if there were gods in the sky protecting them. The matter was resolved just like that, as smoothly as if Milong had eaten a lot of dog shit while they were not paying attention.

But when he heard Milong crying loudly in his wife's arms, he realized that the matter was really resolved. They couldn't live without anyone anymore. They had to live and live well.

The people who came after Silasila formed a circle to watch Milong's happiness. Later, except for giving the thousand yuan to some guys who wanted to go home as travel expenses, the rest was given to Milong.

Meng Fanle took a copy and found a small courtyard near Zenda Milong's house and bought it to bury his parents.

The debts owed have been paid off, and now it is for themselves.

The battle was still going on, but their battle was over. In such a big place, many guys didn't know where to go. They returned to Jiqipo, but it no longer belonged to them. Now it was the position of the main force.

They looked for a while, packed up their things, and went to Milong's house.

Milong's leg was bandaged. It was rare in the world to see someone showing off a broken leg like him. His wife was feeding him porridge mouthful by mouthful. Milong was as happy as a pig.

All of them stood by and watched, with the same smile on their faces as Milong.

A chubby gray cat nimbly climbed up the wall when no one was looking, and also watched the scene, meowing as if it was talking to someone.

Of the remaining thirty-six of them (including Clauber and Yu Zhi), Milong has been living his life like a wild horse since the day he became the proudest cripple in the world.

The remaining thirty-six of them were rotated, and the regiment with only thirty-six people left did not need any defense tasks. They were just skillfully stuffed into an unfamiliar shelter, eating the rich supplies sent by Master Yu out of guilt, and enjoying the hard-earned idleness.

However, Zhang Lixian and Yu Zhi firmly believed that this was their defense zone, not a shelter. After all, the last time they drove the cannon fodder coming down from Nantianmen to the shelter, it was Yu Zhi who was wrapped tightly with only one eye exposed.

That night was like many other nights. They tried their best to wash themselves clean. There was no reason. This time, they didn't even need to shout "die, die". They jumped into the water filled with insecticide powder.

Just for the sake of cleanliness, a cleanliness that seems to be constantly being whispered in their ears.

Meng Fanle touched the gray wild cat that came from nowhere in his arms, roasted himself by the fire, ate canned food that could fill him to death, and gently touched the happiness that was within his reach.

Everyone knew that the war here was about to end. The Death Star said in front of the fire that he was taking his brother back to Sichuan, and it would be fine if he died!

Bu La and Yao Ma also said they wanted to go home. They had a companion on the road together, so they just said they wanted to go home!

Ayi hesitated and asked Fanle in a low voice if he still wanted to go back to Peking. Meng Fanle then asked him if he still wanted to go back to Shanghai.

Ayi said he didn't know, so Meng Fanle also said he didn't know, but his parents were here, so where could he go? After counting for one night, they found that three of the thirty-six guys planned to stay in Zenda to live, because even if they went home, they would have nothing at home, so it was better to stay here.

Ten guys said they wanted to go home to see if their parents were still there.

The remaining twenty-three guys didn't know where to go, including their regimental commander. Meng Fanle looked at the fire in front of him and for some reason thought of the Huo Piao Beef in Heshun Town. It seemed that someone had told them that after the victory, they would go there to eat together.

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