"Report, my name is Zhang Shuoyu, from Rehe, Northeast China, a private first class in the Sichuan Army, and this is my first time fighting!"
"Good, good, very good!"
A dirty thumb was raised in front of him.
Milong thought Shuoyu must be possessed by a ghost and wanted to exorcise the ghost for him. The veterinarian also thought Shuoyu was a little abnormal and suspected that his brain might have been damaged during the battle.
Long Wenjian also felt that this guy was a little bit crazy, but at the same time he was glad that only such a crazy guy would believe his nonsense. To be honest, he really didn't expect things to go so smoothly, even though some people were not convinced by his decision, especially the strong man from Northeast China with a machine gun. He thought he would have to spend some time to persuade them, but he didn't expect things to go so smoothly.
Long Wenjian continued to fool people, moving back and forth among the thirty or so people.
"From now on you are my command center, my personal soldiers. I will take you back with me."
"Where are we going back to? We have to keep fighting Little Dongyang!"
"Go home. Don't worry, I'll give you enough beating before you go home!"
No one except Shuo Yu believed that such a crazy person was really their leader, not even A Yi. But he was sure that the rank this person wore was the real leader's rank.
While drinking water, Meng Fanle was demoted from company commander to private, and then from private to corporal like Shuo Yu, serving as a messenger for their new regimental commander because he could speak English.
It was also because Long Wenjian saw that Meng Fanle's restless face, which was always questioning everything, and his extremely smart brain was not conducive to his "rule".
Shuo Yu was also excited and wanted to do something, although he felt that the other party's attitude of casually promoting and demoting people was not very good, but Long Wenjian just looked at him and smiled, patted his head, and did not agree to his request.
The first order issued by the leader who could speak various dialects that made Shuoyu question was that he asked them to put their whole bodies into a barrel of bubbling mixture of gasoline and other things. Shuoyu stood on tiptoe and looked at the pile of things he stirred with a stick. He felt that this thing was simply a biological weapon. Whether it would cause radiation was still unclear.
Just go in like this?
He was the first to object, but his objection was in vain because their leader was the first to go in. Not only did he go in, he also sang songs with great enjoyment, as if he was not soaking in oil, but in some kind of chocolate mud mask. He really seemed to have been everywhere, even the folk songs of northern Shaanxi were improvised. The black sheen shone on him, and he made soaking in oil outdoors look like taking a bubble bath at home.
The veterinarian hesitated, and Meng Fanle helped him. Now the veterinarian's Shaanxi flowered shorts have also turned into oil black shorts.
Milong's big body couldn't fit into the small gasoline barrel, so his big back was smeared by Kang Ya.
Ayi was as reluctant as Shuoyu, but he shouted, "I'm not afraid of turning into a black devil to fight the devils~!" and walked into the gasoline barrel with a twisted face.
Only Shuo Yu kept backing away. He was very reluctant to step into a bucket of stuff like that, so he kept switching back and forth, just like he was avoiding physical tests at school, and finally got to the last one. Long Wenjian walked up to him and looked at him.
"Do you have any questions?"
The pungent smell of blood and gasoline on his body made Shuoyu's stomach surge and he wanted to vomit. As a guy with a bit of mysophobia, he couldn't imagine what it would look like if his whole body was covered with that black liquid.
"Captain, can I not go in?" He wanted to have a discussion with the captain, but there was no need to do this, really.
"No, isn't it the same for everyone? Someone help me push him in."
Shuoyu was always surrounded by such helpers. Bu La, Mi Long was the first to respond. One of them held one of his arms and started pulling him. Even Meng Fanle came to help with his rat body. Snake Butt lifted one foot, and Doubing lifted the other.
He was carried like a cannonball and fell headfirst into the unknown sticky liquid. Everything in the bucket rushed to occupy every accessible pore on his body.
He felt like he was in a pool of mud, and the stench almost broke his nose.
As soon as he was thrown in, his head popped out suddenly and he gasped for air. Now even his skin color was the same as that of the others. He tried to wipe his face clean, but it seemed to get darker and darker. He simply gave up and slowly stood up from the bucket like a salted fish that had lost its dream. He returned to the queue. At the last moment, he was smeared all over by their leader, and his original appearance was completely unrecognizable.
The leader they "picked up" was still giving a speech.
"Now we are all the same. When we die, we will be buried together. No one should look down on anyone else. Let us grope our way into the Dark Forest~!"
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