Blood and dust splattered onto the car window in front of Shuo Yu. He turned his head to see Fanla's small black hand still tightly grasping the corner of his clothes. He pinched the guy's nose to see if he was still alive. Fanla, who was hit so hard that he was dizzy and breathless, was slapped away with one hand. He fell into the back seat, breathing heavily, and said weakly,
"No, Banxianer, where did you learn to drive?"
"Hahaha, well..."
Shuoyu smiled awkwardly and didn't answer his question. He just asked if a driver's license was needed in this era. Then he reached out to grab the dead man beside him. He was a little suspicious that the blood on the car window was from their leader. Meng Fan was also shocked to see him like this. Looking at the dead man who had not yet woken up, he and Banxianer began to shake him.
"I've seen dead people before. You can't stay with them! Why are you pretending to be dead? You haven't finished your work yet, why are you dying?"
"Captain, Captain, wake up, wake up!"
When Shuo Yudu was almost about to die from CPR, their leader finally coughed and made some movement, which made the two guys around him finally give up the sonic attack and physical pushing.
Dead, dead, he didn't even raise his head. The first thing he did when he woke up was to touch the weapon he always carried with him, the Type 79 rifle, which was fixed in front of him. He raised his head with his other hand, and looked at the two guys whose heads were almost in front of his eyes, frowning.
He propped himself up. There was a large wound on his forehead. Brown scorched earth mixed with blood flowed down from the top of his head in several winding lines. His whole body became dirty again, as if he had just come down from a battlefield. The white cloth on his body was oozing with blood, and his head was covered with dirt particles. His condition was very bad, but he still propped himself up, looked at Fanla and Banxianer, and shouted loudly, but his voice was not very strong.
"What are you looking at? They've stopped. We should leave! Banxian'er, drive!"
"Uh oh, I need to change a tire, ours just got hit."
"Hurry up, then."
Shuoyu dragged Fanla along to change the tire of their old car that had lost half of its door. He glanced at Sila Sila who was struggling in the passenger seat and was worried. He was really a very selfish person, so selfish that he only hoped that the people he knew would be fine.
Fanla was still talking, and the bag containing their maps was already half torn, and it was easy to imagine what the contents inside would look like.
"You know, Yu Xiaoqing is a guy who refuses to listen to anyone from the very beginning. It's useless anyway. You know, I'm telling the truth."
Fanla raised his little arm and handed the tire to Banxianer, not looking at the dead man on the seat. He didn't know how to convince people like Yu Xiaoqing. He just didn't want anyone to die again. No matter whether they were from their cannon fodder group or not, they were all human beings. People should live well and not waste time on going to the toilet, watching ants moving, watching branches sprout new buds, eating... When things like this come up,
Rather than dying hastily without even leaving behind your own name,
Shuo Yu also agreed with his opinion, but the difference was that he had ended the lives of 12,000 people without even a name in a single night without any worries or death.
His hands were now covered in diesel and scorched earth, and his whole body looked like he had just rolled under a car. In fact, he had really rolled under the car and reconnected the burnt wire. With half of his face blackened, he smiled and looked at Fanla.
Black, red, white, and yellow, all mixed into one shape on one person's body. He turned around and looked at that bright smiling face. Later he realized that the best company commander under his command might really be a fool, a fool who could still smile at such a time.
"Let's go. It's annoying. We have to go there to find out if there's any solution. If you keep saying depressing things, you'll never achieve anything in your life."
Shuo Yu stood up and looked at himself, then sat back in the driver's seat.
"Captain, it's fixed. We should set off."
"Ah, let's go, let's go, within three meters, Meng the Cripple!"
After another burst of turbo acceleration,
They finally arrived at the Yu Division Headquarters, but when they stopped, their rickety car finally couldn't bear the weight. When Shuoyu stopped, the other door fell to the ground, the rear hood completely stopped working, and the front tire pierced the roadblock in front of the Yu Division Headquarters that was used as a defensive measure. There was no hope of returning.
At once, several guns were pointed at three people who suddenly appeared at the division headquarters gate. Perhaps they didn't expect that someone would actually break into the division headquarters?
But in fact, it can't be said to be forced.
Si La Si La was the first to get off the bus, Shuo Yu was the second, and Fan La was the third. He looked at their leader and yelled,
"Specially recruited by Division Yu, I am, I am the commander of the Sichuan Army, Long Wenjian, I, Long Wenjian!"
"Stop!" The gun was pointed at him, but he still walked forward, saying shamelessly,
"Master Yu specially recruited me! Master Yu specially recruited me! Really, Master Yu specially recruited me. Something big is going on. Very big!"
Perhaps he really came so often that the sentries at the division gate all recognized his face and hesitated among themselves whether to let him in. While they were hesitating, Si La Si La naturally went in, shouting "I want to see Commander Yu!" all the way in.
"I want to see Master Yu!"
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