When the eighth day passed, even Shuo Yu said very little. What else could he say?
They were just abandoned once again, and it had happened twice here at the South Gate of Heaven.
From that day on, he never heard He Shuguang shout "Long live Master Yu" again. Even after their communication was briefly reconnected later, Zhang Lixian never said a word to Dong'an again.
All they could do now was to save all their energy to deal with the Japanese who might appear from nowhere and at any time. After Milong's two assistant shooters died, Doubing dragged his half-repaired arm back to serve as his assistant shooter.
On the night when Zhang Lixian had a fever, was unconscious and talking nonsense due to a rotting wound, this guy, as Milong said, cried like a woman, threw away all his airs as a hypocritical man, and cried like a child in the arms of his love rival (Fanla).
Shuo Yu threw the water soaked with milk candy over and looked over at the door of his ward. Zhang Lixian cried even more than Ayi that night. There was no difference between the cannon fodder and the elite that night. You lean on me and I hold you.
On a night like this, we lean on each other, hoping to fall asleep.
He didn't know how long Zhang Lixian had been crying, but it seemed like he had been crying all the time, as if he had cried all the tears in his life.
From time to time, the sound of artillery shells flew over their heads, which came from the east coast. However, Shuo Yu doubted whether it was useful. During the sand table battle, it was said that these direct artillery fire coverage was actually useless. Takeuchi was a doctor of civil engineering, and his fortifications could only be scratched by direct-fire artillery or 105mm cannons. It was precisely because of this that they were still alive in this tree fort instead of being crushed to death by the ruins.
If Shuo Yu still had the strength to stand up now, he would definitely pick up the microphone and ask the East Coast to save some ammunition. Since they have decided to abandon these scum, they should abandon them completely. That way, at least he can still admire Young Master Yu's ruthlessness and decisiveness.
After that night, Zhang Lixian's voice was damaged from crying. He thought it was because the guy inhaled too much poison gas that day and damaged his vocal cords.
His throat was now hoarse and muddy as if there were several small stones rubbing against each other every time he spoke.
Zhang Lixian is now recognized by everyone as having the most unpleasant voice except for their leader, no doubt about it.
The fever seemed to have burned out his brain. He used to be so eager to be like Young Master Yu and find it troublesome to say even one more word, but now he talks even more than that. Everything that once supported him has now completely collapsed, so he doesn't need to hold on to anything anymore.
As a former commander of a special forces battalion, he was now like a broadcaster, reporting to them what the shells flying over their heads were. If his face had not been disfigured, he could have tried the job of weather forecaster after the war, which would have suited him very well.
"... The baseline is complete. Now it's the Bofors 75mm, three shots per shot, 105mm, instant grenade..."
They were safe amid the sound of such artillery shells. It was impossible for their enemies to charge at them with ammunition flying all over the sky that was about to turn Nantianmen into ruins. The Japanese were crazy, but they were not stupid.
But at the same time, they couldn't fall asleep anymore, even if they tried hard to make themselves fall asleep so that they couldn't hear the sound of their own belly rumbling and the sound of other people's belly rumbling.
But at this moment they felt like they were sleeping under a train tunnel. Unless they gave up their ears, they would not be able to sleep.
Shuo Yu half-closed his eyes and listened to the sound of artillery shells passing by their heads. Fanla said that it would be better to blow down the broken tree opposite so that they could all rest. He did not express any opinion.
After resting for a while, he stood up and planned to get some water to clean the wounds of his wounded. Master Mai called for support for them more diligently every day than breathing, but until now, they had seen nothing except the shells flying over their heads at this moment, leaving shallow craters in the volcanic rock and hard clay.
He bluntly said that the lethality of these shells was not as much as the number of enemies killed by their counterattack in one go.
He shook his head and was about to leave, sighing that Master Yu had a wealthy family and was not afraid of waste.
At this moment, Master Mai suddenly rushed in, saying something in English about planes coming. Shuoyu leaned against the wall and looked at him. Collins suddenly came alive behind him, looking excited, dancing with that American smile on his face, saying that they could leave here soon. People who were excited couldn't explain the news clearly. Shuoyu only heard that the ally's planes were coming, but he didn't know what they were doing.
But he changed his original idea and wanted to follow Master Mai and the other two to take a look. By the way, he wanted to pull back Collins who was so excited that he wanted to stick his head out of the shooting hole. Not long ago, this guy was shaking like a sieve, but now he was as excited as a monkey.
The allied planes arrived, but unfortunately they were not the ones that everyone had imagined would come to take them away.
Fanla sat up and explained to the dark-skinned brothers in the room who were blindfolded and looking at him that the savior had come.
Shuo Yu didn't quite believe the savior's words, but that didn't mean others didn't believe it. A Yi put his diary in his clothes, shouted in disbelief, "The savior is coming, the savior is coming!" and followed the noisy Americans out to see.
The few people left in the room looked at each other without saying anything, but each of them moved very quickly, fearing that they would be left behind by the unknown savior mentioned by Ayi.
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