McLuhan was furious because he had just received a telegram from his superiors asking what they were spying on.
Even he himself didn't know what they were investigating. Were they doing this for investigation?
Si La Si La, the adjutant who was following him within three meters was coming down from the second floor. He had just found something interesting and wanted to share it with everyone when he was sprayed in the face by Master Mai's flaming magma.
Master Mai is very angry. When a good person is angry, it is often very scary, like what Master Mai is like now.
The white faces of the Americans also turned into the same black skin as theirs. Shuo Yu wanted to laugh when he saw this.
"My commander asked what we were scouting. How should I reply? ... Forget it, forget the answer. What are we doing? Master, what are we doing? Aren't we all running around like crazy to capture this place that you've seen before?! But they said scouting?"
Those blue eyes were full of questions, and the poor guy just wanted an answer.
Si La Si La's face was now as black as his. He stood on the iron steps and looked at Master Mai who was turning around angrily below. He felt a little guilty, but not much.
Behind him, Meng Fanle couldn't stand being scolded by the loud American voice, so he left him without hesitation and hurried down to translate what Master Mai said to their leader. His eyes were the same as Master Mai's, fixed on the dead man who was about to turn into a pile of mud.
"Why, you're just going on a scouting mission?"
There was a hint of grievance on Silasila's face, as if Dog Meat was begging for food from him. Now their Dog Meat was resting in the corner with gauze tied around his hind legs, snoring and looking towards them. He was simply exhausted.
Shuo Yu looked at their leader. He couldn't help but smile bitterly at that dark face. He said in a flat voice,
"It seems we now know the reason, Captain."
Being smart is the most painful punishment God has bestowed upon some bastards who owed a huge debt in their previous life, just like the few people standing here at this moment.
He was responded with a wry smile that was almost identical to his own.
His team leader said, I lied to you again. If you lie too much, you will be punished.
So now he is getting his comeuppance, and that's what his eyes say: their luck has never been very good.
Shuo Yu stood here, watching his captain slowly sit down on the steps. He was about to say something when Zhang Lixian came over with a telegram from Master Yu. The previous sentence was the answer to Fanla and the others, and what Zhang Lixian brought was the answer that Master Mai wanted.
Dead, dead, holding the iron handrail of the stairs with one hand, he smiled at Zhang Lixian who was coming over.
"You read it. I'll be more organized if I hear you read it."
Si La Si La was holding his 75 rifle, and I don’t know where he was looking. Maybe he saw the people who died today, or maybe he saw nothing. He was a man who never gave up his weapon.
Shuo Yu was standing next to Zhang Lixian, and he took a quick glance at what was written on it.
Two days was the answer Yu Xiaoqing gave them, and it was also the answer their team leader gave to Master Mai.
Master Mai still had the energy to curse his damn God, but Meng was so annoyed that he couldn't utter a word. He really wanted to hang himself to be done with it all so that he wouldn't have to suffer such torture anymore.
Shuo Yu watched their leader stand up again, his tone becoming a bit feigned and weak with pride.
"I'm so smart! How come I'm so great? Look, I even stayed two more days. I'm so talented. Hehehe, Mai, you need to find a safe place to put that radio. I think Takeuchi's room is good and stable. You need to rearrange the fire support, right?"
His face showed a kind of kindness that only an old man could show, and the words he spoke sounded like he was coaxing a child. He was smiling, and even in this situation, he was still smiling. When Shuo Yu saw the telegram, he knew all the twists and turns that followed.
Just like every time he went to the division headquarters to ask for supplies, he never went to the glamorous and handsome Commander Yu, but instead went to the mediocre-looking Tang Ji.
He watched Silasila assign them tasks one by one, tasks they had already done once before, but they had just experienced another counterattack, so there might be some changes.
Zhang Lixian was tricked by him into blowing up all the tunnels they came in from again, to ensure that their enemies could not blow them open even with explosives.
Fanla was sent to count the things he had already counted, and in the end, only he and their leader were left standing there.
He smiled, thinking that maybe the person in front of him really needed a hug, but such a hug would break everything.
He could give this hug, but he couldn't. He was so selfish. He couldn't live with everyone like he was dead. He really couldn't fight.
So he said nothing and did nothing, just waiting for the task assigned to him. However, looking at the other person's mouth opening and closing, he suddenly wondered if there was something wrong with his ears again. Why didn't he hear anything?
"Captain, what did you say?"
"Ah! Well, Banxian'er, just, just do what you like. Do whatever you want. Anything is fine. Okay?"
"Okay, Captain."
Shuo Yu stuffed a candy into his mouth and left. The night before they set off, he took away all the candies in the bag from Master Yu's warehouse.
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