Shuoyu, a twice-transmigrated unlucky person, first traveled from modern society to a cultivation world. After cultivating for ten thousand years with great difficulty, he unexpectedly fell into th...
Shuo Yu felt a little embarrassed as he looked at their leader. He turned his head and asked their leader with his eyes what he was going to do now?
In fact, from his point of view, based on what happened today, Yu Xiaoqing should have died eight hundred times already.
Yu Xiaoqing's Willys cut across the gap between the fleeing soldiers and the Sichuan Army Corps like a bloody knife. Zhang Lixian and He Shuguang hurried the guys who had thrown away their guns and picked them up again to organize a counterattack. After Yu Xiaoqing gave the order, he turned around and looked at Long Wenjian.
Just like Fanla said, anyone in the world who dares to use troops like the Sichuan Army to fight must have gone crazy and no longer wanted their headquarters. Yu Xiaoqing really didn't want the Sichuan Army to go to war, but along the way, Long Wenjian's troops were the only team he had seen going against the current.
Shuo Yu watched the tense atmosphere at the scene. He didn't know what kind of crime it was to spread rumors about his superior's death in the army. He just looked at the spurs on Yu Xiaoqing's leather shoes and complained in his heart, "This guy doesn't even ride a horse? Why does he wear spurs?"
"What were you yelling about just now?"
Yu Xiaoqing's helmet was no longer clean. He just moved slightly closer to their leader, so that he could block the bullets for them immediately.
Long Wenjian's face showed signs of flattery, grievance, awkwardness, and a bit of caution. He avoided the main point and said, "The Sichuan Army will be responsible for the counterattack." He did not have the momentum of shooting at the sky just now.
Shuo Yu looked carefully at Master Yu sitting opposite him, high up in the car, looking down at Si La Si La as if he was judging something, holding in his hand his "teaching stick" which was useless except for adding a little momentum. However, he heard this guy praising their leader as a genius.
"My death was not a pity, but you said I was incompetent in command~!"
Shuo Yu smelled a salty smell, a familiar one, similar to the smell of a rusty iron spear mixed with the raw smell of seawater. However, this smell did not come from them, but from the majestic Master Yu in front of them. It slowly spread in the air with every word he spoke.
Their division commander had just killed someone. Was he an enemy or a deserter?
"I think the Master has been doing the same thing as me these past two days?"
Shuo Yu never let go of his gun while his leader was talking to Yu Xiaoqing, and the same thing happened to the bastards around him. They were all waiting for an order.
It's so heavy and oppressive that even a slight breath is a luxury.
Yu Xiaoqing was playing dumb, not admitting that he had actually been doing the same thing as Long Wenjian these past two days. Long Wenjian was trying to find a way to pull out one of his groups, and now he really had a similar group that was missing some limbs.
Doesn’t their master also want to pull out a Master Yu?
They really look alike, but not alike. Shuo Yu returned his gaze to their leader's face.
There may be only one person like their leader in ten thousand. He is as optimistic and brave as Don Quixote. Even when facing death, he can still make jokes and tell half-truths. He is even less afraid of death than Yu Xiaoqing. He just wants to do what he wants to do.
Shuo Yu was the only one who could still laugh in this situation. The sudden smile on his face was not ugly, but it made people feel confused.
Fanla felt that Banxian was a little abnormal, and this abnormality started from the first time he saw him today, after returning from the West Coast, or last night,
Fanla quickly shook his head, not letting himself think about it anymore, and put his attention back on Si La Si La and Yu Xiaoqing. This was the most important thing now.
Long Wenjian licked his upper lip, revealing his relatively good teeth, and spoke a mixture of truth and lies.
"The commander's work is naturally more advanced. I'm a fool, really. When I saw the garrison on the west coast, I really thought they would give me a whole year so that I could make these guys stronger and more powerful. Really, commander, I'm too stupid. The enemy tricked us into really starting to prepare, and then they suddenly came up. This shabby trick has been used since we were in the northeast, but we always fall for it, huh?"
Shuo Yu looked at their regimental commander who kept praising Yu Xiaoqing with a flattering and even coquettish look on his face and felt that he really couldn't stand it. Is he always like this when he goes to the division headquarters to "beg for food"?
Or maybe their usually stern-looking Master Yu just likes this look?!
Shuo Yu wanted to turn around and not look at this moment, but the Sichuan Army's momentum could not be lost, even if he had dug out a whole set of quadrangles under his feet.
"Thank you for the bitter medicine. I should have more."
Yu Xiaoqing's hands were holding the vehicle-mounted machine gun. His usually clean gloves were stained with something, as if something had splashed on them, losing their usual neatness.
Shuo Yu watched as their captain continued to put hats on Yu Xiaoqing one after another, making the guy almost as great as Yue Fei.
"I'm in a bad mood today. I'm not here to listen to you."
Shuo Yu felt that if it were him, he would just grab the neck of this bastard and give him a beating. What's the point of being in a bad mood? If he's in a bad mood, he'll feel better if he comes to them. With those soldiers who ran away faster than anyone else, he should be in a bad mood. He should go jump into the Miluo River. Apart from Zhang Lixian and the others, no one would throw Zongzi at him.
He bit the flesh in his mouth hard, lowered his head, and stretched out his hand to pinch himself to hold back the laughter in his mouth, but he pinched the wrong person. Milong covered his mouth and stared at him with black eyes, asking him what he was doing. He could only smile embarrassedly, pinching the wrong person.
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