Meng Fanle had no idea what their often crazy leader was going to do. Under the pressure of following orders, they had long been accustomed to just following him without asking why. But he thought, if it was him, he would definitely know what their crazy leader was going to do.
Thinking of this, he suddenly stopped for a moment, and then Milong, who was stuffing something into his mouth, bumped into his back and pushed him and started yelling loudly,
"What annoyance! Why don't you look at the road when you walk?"
"...Have we forgotten something?"
"What have you forgotten? The photos of you, me, the captain, and Takeuchi are all here!" After saying this, Milong shook his crotch at Meng Fanle, indicating his plan to make a fortune.
Meng was annoyed and grabbed his head, then turned back, as if it was just an illusion. He had no choice but to continue to follow Si La Si La, who had already walked a distance away.
They were going back to Zenda, probably. Meng Fanle thought that their leader was probably going to lead them back, but there was a question that kept lingering in his head, making him absent-minded and falling down several times. He always felt like he seemed to have forgotten something, but he couldn't remember anything. This feeling really made him sad.
The rare sunlight in Zenda brushed over their heads, making it difficult for them to even open their eyes. In the long darkness, the sunlight was sometimes more frightening to them than bullets.
And it seemed as if a very familiar voice was speaking in their ears,
"Don't be afraid, it's all over."
Yes, it’s all over, so what is there to be afraid of?
Everything that happened afterwards seemed like a dream in Meng Fanle's memory. When he recalled it later, he found that everything was so vague and he didn't remember anything. Sometimes forgetting is a blessing.
Yu Xiaoqing temporarily built a new bridge over the Nujiang River for the one that was blown up. Their leader stood on the bridge and greeted Yu Xiaoqing with a smile, and took them across the bridge. Now they finally had a bridge to cross, which was great.
It's as if the thirty-eight heavens above the South Heaven Gate never existed.
Yu Xiaoqing seemed a little surprised, bewildered, and more flattered. It was strange that such an expression appeared on his face. However, when he faced other people, he still had that cold face, but that cold face looked more and more like Tang Ji.
Respectful but not close enough, Meng Fanle watched his captain stand in front of Master Yu, grinning.
He said, "Master, you are fine. Master, you are well. I am always thinking of you."
Then there was no expression on Young Master Yu's face anymore, he just stood there in a daze.
After saying this, Si La Si La took them and continued walking.
After crossing the river, the first thing he did was to kneel down and kowtow, just like when he first came down from the South Heaven Gate.
The only difference was that last time only their leader kowtowed, but this time they all kowtowed together.
Thirty-eight, no less than thirty-seven of them survived and followed him, bowing to the other side with him. Even Master Mai and the National Assistance were expressing their support in their own way.
Among them, Zhang Lixian was the one who suffered the most. He didn't even go to see his commander. Half of his face was gone, and now it looks like his forehead is almost gone. They were silent, powerless, and sad. In the end, they didn't even have the sadness left, only numbness.
Yu Xiaoqing called Zhang Lixian's name, but Zhang Lixian only said, "Xiao He is dead.
He said, "Long live Master Yu!"
Then Yu Xiaoqing's attitude collapsed halfway, and he said nothing more.
Just watching them kowtow and leave in silence, Tang Ji finally came out to smooth things over and bribed Mi Long, the greedy guy, with a thousand dollars.
At this time, the roar of planes in the sky sounded, but it was not from their direction, but from Nantianmen. Since the defeat was already doomed, even the commander had been killed. The few stubborn resistance fighters were about to be wiped out along with Zenda, the rear base of Yushi.
Yu Xiaoqing fired the first shot, and then everyone followed him and fired, including Meng Fanle and the others who were about to leave. When they came down from Nantianmen, they had nothing left, so they had to grab other people's guns and shoot into the sky.
The anti-aircraft guns that had been installed at all the intersections of the streets in Zenda came in handy at this time, firing back and forth at several planes in the sky.
Suddenly, one of them, carrying a 50-60 kg ocean-going dragon, broke away from the group, like a madman, not knowing where to go. Meng Fanle chased him from behind, sitting in the car arranged by Tang Ji.
Milong was not wandering aimlessly. He had somewhere to go. He threw Dayang into the car and urged the driver that he wanted to go home.
When they finally arrived at Milong's house, Meng Fanle continued to follow. There was an anti-aircraft gun at the door of Milong's house. A small group of people were firing low and high shells at the planes in the sky, hitting the Japanese planes that were crazy about wanting to die with them.
Bombs from the sky fell to the ground, and shells from the ground hit the sky.
Milong used all the quilts in his house for his big mahogany bed. He worked harder than when digging a trench, and dug what he thought was the safest bomb-proof hole in the world for his wife, children, and Meng Fanle's parents.
Meng Fanle watched the anti-aircraft guns hitting the planes in the sky with a bit of comfort, but the planes in the sky were getting closer to them, and the falling bombs were even closer. The smoke and dust from the exploding shells fell on Meng Fanle's face and on the face of the anti-aircraft gunner who was leading the team. For a moment, the expression on that guy's face froze. He was very familiar with that expression.
Then he could no longer stop and fled. By the time he reacted, the entire artillery team had run away with him.
Milong threw down his money, yelling "Oh my god!", and went to pull the guy who had peed himself in the water after being blown up by the Japanese bomb back to continue firing.
Meng Fanla suspected that this guy thought the other party was someone like Croup, and he was extremely rude to him. There are deserters everywhere, and he himself has been a deserter several times. He understands that when death is approaching, fear will be the first to take over your body.
In the chaos, no one could see what happened. There was only a gunshot. Milong accidentally injured someone, and the other person's arm was bleeding. Moreover, the deserter was forced by Milong to shoot down the plane that was attacking them head-on.
The plane finally landed on the mountain closest to them, emitting thick black smoke.
Meng was annoyed when he saw Milong, the guy who had no idea what he had done and still had a smile on his face. But he knew that direct-fire artillery teams like this were directly under the military, not to mention that the person he injured was the soul of the team and the core commander of the team.
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