"You really believed it? I was just lying. If you really believe a bowl of water can cure illnesses and save lives, then all the doctors in the world should go to hell! I know nothing, just like you. I don't even know my own fate, so how can I know yours?"
"Master Meng, are you dreaming or possessed?"
Shuo Yu glanced at Meng Fanle and pinched his face, wanting him to know that he was not dreaming, but was then slapped away by the other party like a spoiled child.
"Your uncle's dream! I'm not dreaming. I just want to ask you if we can come back alive. I don't want to die. Even if I die, I don't want to die like this."
"No one can kill those who want to live, and no one can stop those who don't want to live. If you want to live, then work hard and strive to live to be a hundred years old. How wonderful it would be!"
After saying this incomprehensible sentence, Shuoyu stood up and left. Maodou followed him and jumped onto his shoulders and walked into the darkness. Now this starry sky belonged to Meng Fan alone, but he didn't feel like appreciating it.
"You're just being mysterious!"
Meng Fanle looked at Shuo Yu's back with hatred and knocked on the soft ground with his hands.
Training a group of cannon fodder was not an easy task for He Shuguang, but he wanted to do it well. He did not want others to know that he could not even do such a small thing.
Today is the day they will set off.
A few days ago, Milong exchanged all his belongings for silver dollars and buried them in a dog hole that only he knew about. Then, he waved his arms and joined the cannon fodder camp completely with nothing left.
In ten days, Shuoyu and He Shuguang became friends, friends you can talk to, because although the other party looks quite serious, he is actually a child who has not grown up.
It was also because of private communication that Shuo Yu learned that He Shuguang had never been to the battlefield, just like himself.
On the day of departure, Shuoyu and his men marched out of Zenda in formation from the refugee shelter. Zhang Lixian used his deliberately fierce Sichuan dialect to ask the refugees to maintain their formation as much as possible and to be more alert, so that they could look more like soldiers rather than some refugees who were brought from somewhere.
Walking out of the place where they had gathered, that dilapidated courtyard, many people looked back. Even if they never said it, they still felt reluctant to leave. The veterinarian was worried about his wounded, and Shuo Yu looked at Maodou who was looking at him on the eaves... Everyone had their own thoughts.
He Shuguang, shirtless, held an accordion and stood on the roof of the car, leading everyone in singing military songs to boost morale. However, the people above really didn't know how to choose a good day, and were obviously not familiar with Zenda's rainy weather.
"The wind and clouds rise, the mountains and rivers shake, the Whampoa Military Academy is full of might!"
Before they left Zenda, it started to rain. It was a light rain at first, but it got heavier and heavier. When the rain started, the defeated soldiers who had managed to form a formation together began to fall apart. No matter how much He Shuguang shouted, no one would listen to him.
Shuo Yu looked at the people running away and He Shuguang who was still shouting for them to come back. He hesitated for a while, then dragged He Shuguang along with everyone to a nearby dilapidated temple to take shelter from the rain.
This rain came so fast and suddenly that it caught people off guard. This was a bad start and might indicate something, or it might just be an ordinary rain in Zenda.
Shuoyu and the others hid in a dilapidated temple, watching the strange rain outside. The reason why it was strange was that it was localized, that is, only the unlucky area around them was raining, while the nearby Zenda City was still sunny and dry.
Kang Ya tapped his arm and asked him if he had anything to eat. Shuo Yu shook his head. He didn't have the habit of bringing food.
"The wind and clouds rise, the mountains and rivers shake... The revolutionary warriors are determined to be loyal...!"
The old people often say that it is important to have a good start when doing things.
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