Shuo Yu just watched as their leader was forced to climb a tree by Shangguan Jieci. Even in such a situation, she still wanted to chop down the tree with an axe. That desperate madness and that kind of concrete vitality made Shuo Yu think of Milong's donkey face for some reason.
He felt that things had gotten out of hand, so he rushed over and pulled Shangguan Jieci away from the tree where the captain was cowering, and stared at Shangguan Jieci.
This was also the first time he had a conversation with this woman.
"Put down your gun, he's our leader."
After Shuo Yu finished speaking, he looked up at the leader who was hiding in the tree and said only one sentence,
"Captain, the Japs are not far away. It's time to leave."
Fanla and a group of onlookers were laughing at this funny scene, almost bursting with joy.
"Let my husband go." This was the first sentence Shangguan Jieci said to Shuoyu.
Shuoyu nodded to her, trying to calm her down.
"Milong is fine. Sorry, the commander has ordered that the damned Milong be sentenced to suspended death sentence. Next, should we feed him peanuts? See how he behaves, and then tell Bula and the others to release him!"
"Okay, Master, I'm going right away!"
"You!" Long Wenjian huddled in the tree, looking down at Shuo Yu, furious. When did he say he would release Milong?
Shuoyu got him down from the tree,
"Captain, we really need to hurry up. The Japanese are not far away. You can hear the artillery fire, right?"
Long Wenjian knew the priorities of the matter, so they all returned to the team. Shuoyu walked beside him, looking more like an adjutant than Meng Fan, the adjutant. He was waiting for their leader to say something like "It's time to go", but he waited for a long time and nothing happened, so he turned around to look at him.
At the same time, he also saw the expression on Si La Si La's face, the expression that looked like his soul would be torn apart in a second, and his seven orifices would go to heaven. He was falling, falling with a blurred look in his eyes, falling uncontrollably. Shuo Yu was quick to grab his body that was about to fall to the ground.
Shuo Yu finally realized a problem. He had never seen their leader sleep in these days, not even once. He didn't think about it because he didn't need to sleep, but their leader was not him.
A person always needs to eat and sleep, this is what a normal person does.
Shuo Yu looked at the team that stopped to rest. A pair of eyes looked at him and the leader. They stood up and used their bodies to block the exhausted figure of their leader, secretly supporting him and shouting like their leader.
"What are you still staring at? The Japs are right behind us! You're not actively going home, you have a brain problem! Go away, go away, what are you looking at me for? Do you think I have food on my face?"
Everyone finally woke up as if from a dream, packed up their things and continued walking. Shuoyu asked Ayi to go to the front to organize the team and maintain the formation. He picked up their leader with one hand, shook him a little, and pretended that nothing had happened. He continued to walk at the end of the team as if nothing had happened.
Milong was like a happy monkey wandering at the end of the team. He had a little bully on his neck that made him willingly do all kinds of funny things just for Lei Baoer's cheerful laughter.
Shuo Yu couldn't bear it any longer, so he slapped his machine gun on him and returned it to him, asking him to put the child down and do what he should do now.
Fanla was a little bit at a loss, wanting to ask something but afraid of what Shuoyu would say. Finally, hesitantly came over and glanced at Long Wenjian with a nonchalant look.
"Um, is he okay?"
Shuo Yu felt the faint heartbeat of the guy in his arms, glanced at the awkward Meng Fanle, and smiled.
"It's okay, he's just too tired. He needs to rest."
"Oh, he's asleep?"
"Yes, so the sneak attack later depends on you. I can't go either. You take Milong and the others to kill the Japanese soldiers following us first. I have some bullets here and I will give them to you."
Meng was annoyed when he looked at the guy in Shuoyu's arms. The guy didn't look like he was asleep, but more like he was dead. He was killed by the combined efforts of the group of them. They won, so he died.
But Shuo Yu said he was just asleep, but Meng Fanle had never seen anyone sleeping like a corpse, without any movement, no response, and even no breathing.
Fanla blinked blankly at his hands, then led the Shuoyu point assault team to eliminate the enemy team following behind them, pick up some equipment, and delay the transfer of the main force.
Milong, not spicy, spicy, Li Wula, most of the guys who were making pork stewed with vermicelli followed Fanla. Shuoyu stayed at the end of the team with the veterinarian, pulling up those who fell behind from time to time, and then looked at the guy in his arms, secretly feeding him his blood in a place where no one else could see.
I thought to myself, this way I won’t die, right?
The sound of artillery behind him was getting closer and closer. Shuoyu didn't know how to fire a cannon, but he always wanted to get someone who could fire a cannon for their regiment. He still remembered a very classic line "My Italian cannon or something", and he always wanted to find a chance to say it, but first they had to have a cannon, or someone who could fire a cannon.
Perhaps it was because the cannon fire was too intense and so close, or perhaps it was because Shuoyu's blood was really effective, Long Wenjian woke up. The first thing he saw in his confusion was Shuoyu's chin. The first thought in his mind was that this kid's face was really white. He smacked the sweet taste in his mouth, suspecting that Shuoyu had given him something delicious. It tasted good, but he didn't know if he still had it.
Then the next second when he realized how close he was to Shuo Yu, he immediately struggled like a monkey.
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