The guy in front of me is young but not lacking in courage.
"Then how are you going?"
Shuo Yu really hoped that he had a good idea, so he asked. He also felt that Sichuan was better, at least it was safer than the other side. However, Li Liang did not think so. Safety was not what he wanted, and he also wanted to do something as much as he could.
"There's an old man in Zenda who told me that there's a bend in the river upstream of Jiqipo called Guijianwan."
Before the little ant finished speaking, he was interrupted by Meng Fanle who was watching the fun. He raised his thumb and started gesturing. He was really the most mean-spirited person in the Sichuan Army.
"It's a good place. Do you remember that time when we were chasing a Japanese soldier and we happened to be chasing him there? He looked at the surging river, then turned back to look at our dozen guns. The first thing he did was laugh out loud, and then he committed suicide by seppuku."
"Hahahahahahahahahaha." Fanla and Sila are laughing,
The first thing their leader did after laughing was to hit Fanla and tell him to shut up. Meng Fanla whispered, "Aren't you looking for the person with the worst mouth in the whole group?"
Shuo Yu didn't laugh. He just looked at Li Liang, not understanding why he had to go to the west bank. He didn't even have a bamboo raft, not to mention he had a lot of books.
He pulled the little Yugong to sit down and wanted to calm him down and let him think clearly.
"Well, isn't that place called Ghost Bay? Doesn't that mean you can see ghosts there? Why are you still going there?"
"I want to go. The old man said that the place is indeed very urgent, so urgent that it is scary, but that is just on the surface. In fact, it is a way to survive. On the contrary, the place you are guarding looks slow, but if you go in, you can't even pull out a hair."
"real?"
"real."
Shuoyu didn't know whether what Li Liang said was true or not. After all, he always flew over to the west bank every time he went there, so he didn't cross the river. But he chose to believe it, because believing is better than not believing.
"Who is that old man?" This question was asked by Silasila. If there really was such a road, it would be a good thing for them. With such a road, they could go to the west coast without being noticed.
"I don't know his name, but I know he sits in the teahouse at the entrance of this alley every evening. He's the only one there, over ninety years old."
Long Wenjian was really thinking about the possibility. If they could really cross the river, what could they do with such a road? He stroked his chin and looked at the shining sun above his head, thinking,
"It's only morning..."
"Then wait until night. At night, there's Lady Moon telling stories."
"Captain, do you want to wait? I'll accompany you."
"Hey, are you two just sitting around doing nothing? You're just waiting here like idiots. If the young master has the time, he might as well go back to sleep!"
Regardless of whether Meng Fanle believed it or not, Xiao Yugong was still talking.
"There's a town called Heshun on the other side of the river. It was built by people from western Yunnan hundreds of years ago. Heshun Town came first, and then Xingtian Ferry. But you blew up that bridge."
"Not us. We are different from them."
Shuo Yu raised his hand to indicate that he felt this point was very important and therefore had to be emphasized. If the bridge had been blown up a little later that day, or if one of the special forces on the other side had the courage not to run away, Xingtian Ferry would not have been bombed, and many people who wanted to go home could not return.
"Okay, I think you're different too. What I want to say is, there was no bridge back then. How did the people of Heshun build Heshun Town? How did they cross the river when there was no bridge?"
"Ah?" This is Shuo Yu who thinks what Li Liang said makes sense. He thinks maybe, possibly, probably, he can really get through.
"Huh?" This was Si La Si La with a confused look on his face. He looked annoyed and kicked him, perhaps wanting him to say something, but he didn't even know what to say.
"Ah?" This is Meng Fanle, who was kicked by Si La Si La for no reason. He looked innocent, not knowing what the other party was doing. He touched his arms and legs and stared at Si La Si La.
"So when there was no bridge, everyone crossed the river the same way. But after the bridge was built, everyone forgot the old way for convenience."
"He has a point, Captain."
"Just listen to his nonsense. A man in his nineties who can't even remember his own name, it's good enough if he doesn't have Alzheimer's. How could he cross a river?"
"Just shut up, I'll go find him."
Their leader carried the books for Li Liang to take with him. He was working tirelessly to send the little Yugong off. Shuoyu and Fanla accompanied him, but one volunteered and the other was very reluctant but had to follow them.
Shuo Yu followed their leader and thought to himself, he had been to the other side of the river so many times but never heard of guerrillas on the other side of the river. He had even encountered wild men many times, but he had never heard of guerrillas.
Dogmeat followed them and walked with them.
But that's not what Li Liang wanted to say. He really wanted to make the people in front of him understand something. He knocked on the stone wall as he passed by. The purpose of having such a road was not just for fighting.
"You soldiers only talk about war, war. I'm talking about the problem. The problem isn't the flu virus. It's not just something that comes with war. War is just the surface. The most important thing is to see what's going on inside. Do you understand?"
Little Yugong beat his chest hard, as if to let Shuoyu and the others understand something, and it really hurt. A younger gong beater,
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